I’ve [F](29) tasted married dick [M] and I’m absolutely addicted.

I’m very good friends with a married man who I’ll just call E. I’ve been in a long term relationship for several years but we broke it off about a week ago. E and I like to go out for drinks every other weekend, which has always been truly innocent. We liked to talk about deeply personal things, and I have always felt a deep connection—but last time we hung out, the dynamic was a lot more steamy. I had felt my relationship fizzling out, I was sexually unsatisfied, and was in an incredibly flirty, even dirty, mood.

I found we were talking WAY more freely, being really flirty; E is 8 years my senior, and I playfully called him Daddy before we were even one drink in, because I’d lost my debit card and I asked him if he could pick up my bill. He coyly smirked and made a joke about my having to give the staff sexual favors to pay, which I found both funny and hot. I know he feels a bit lonely in his marriage, but is committed to staying together for their kids. We had a blast flirting and playing pool, and I sang karaoke. I wore a plaid miniskirt that I feel super hot in, and I liked feeling all the strangers watch me sing. E and I talked openly about our sexual fantasies and other dreams in life. I felt really electric. He held my hand as he drove me home, and when we were saying goodbye, we hugged for a LONG time, sort of nuzzling, breathing in each other’s scent and feeling the pheromones turn us on.

Last night we got together again, and this time I was single. I told him that and I saw a slight alertness come into his eyes and a hint of a smile, and I pretty much knew right then what he was thinking. And I liked it.

We went to see a band play, then came back to my apartment to drink and “talk” more.

I slipped off my patent black heels (I was wearing a green corduroy miniskirt this time) and initially he was on my sofa, I on my chair. We talked like that for a moment, and he softly touched my bare leg. I kept eye contact and casually moved onto the sofa right next to him.

The electricity was palpable. We didn’t slobber all over each other but there was a lot of touching bodies and exploring what was the most relentless way to tease the other. His hand slipped under my skirt, then under my black thong.

After he played with me for a while, I was absolutely soaking wet. When his tension built up to a breaking point, he wordlessly stood up and unbuckled his pants, staring down at me while he did it. Little things like that are often the hottest, and drive me so crazy.

I stood up next to him, held his arms, leaned softly into his ear and asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?” There was zero doubt in his answer. I wanted him inside me so badly I could have exploded.

I wanted to explore him with my mouth first. He is larger than average and I love the way he feels deep in my throat. I’m touching myself as I do this and I’m feeling like an absolute hedonist. Eventually, he takes me by the waist and pulls me up on the sofa, and I straddle him, teasing, for a time, and when I start fucking him, slowly, I feel a sudden high as if I’d taken ecstasy. His quick exhales of breath turn me on even more.

I want him to fuck me, so I reposition on the bottom, laying on the couch. He feels even better inside me in this position, as I put my hands above my head and thrust upwards into him. He says he’s “fixed” and that he’s close to cumming and guys I HAVE NEVER HAD A MAN CUM INSIDE ME. It felt fucking incredible.

I’ve been wet all day today. I want more.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xoa0a7/ive_f29_tasted_married_dick_m_and_im_absolutely