[FM] The rendezvous turned out to be so much better (Infidelity)

I’d be lying if I said I never thought I’d do something like this. I mean, I’ve done it before. I’ve flown away and met up with a guy I knew just to fuck him, while I was in a relationship as a young 20-something. I fucked a guy in a car when I was waiting in line for tickets once, while I was dating someone else. But now, I’m married. I’m responsible. I’m not twenty any more. I’m not *supposed* to do this kind of thing.

But I did. And I am. And I love it.

Brock is so smart and sexy. His eyes are lovely. He tries to be a pretty serious man. Doesn’t like to show his hand, as they say. It’s quite a contrast to my apparent impulsiveness. I’m pretty sure my seemingly care-free attitude makes him a little nervous because he’s having an affair too. Married and not leaving his wife. Just like me, married and not leaving my husband.

I’m not actually all that impulsive. I think I just come off that way. He doesn’t know how insanely careful I am. He doesn’t know that I am alone much of the time, or that my husband is so oblivious to the world around him that I could, and have, walked out the door and been gone for hours without him noticing. Absent-minded. That’s my husband.

Meeting up is difficult because we live a few hours away from each other. Before we met at a hotel for the first time, I had quite a story going in my imagination. I *knew* how it would go down, what would happen, how I couldn’t keep my hands off him.

I *knew* I’d be in the hotel room, waiting. Ready for him to ravish me. I’d open the door to the room and he’d step through. I wanted to hear that door close, and feel him touch my arm and then push me against the just closed door, kiss me wildly and hungrily, while I moaned into his mouth and kissed him back. His kiss is passionate and delicious and leaves me wet and wanting more more more.

From the doorway to the bed, kissing the entire way, me pulling at his clothes and undoing his belt, dropping to my knees and taking his cock out to admire and play with. My fingers running up and down, petting him, and caressing his balls, looking up at him to see what I’m doing to him. Then, one of the things I wanted to do to him most of all, taking his cock, slowly down, into my mouth. The feel of his cock hitting the back of my throat, not caring that I couldn’t breathe for a moment, is the best feeling. He loves it; loves what I do to him with my mouth and my tongue, my hands and my lips. He’s so hard and feels so hot in me. I love it.

After a while he won’t be able to take it any longer. He needs to touch me. I know he does. He wants to do the same to me. “Alex, lay down,” he’ll say, and I will immediately, and with disappointment, stop enjoying his cock and lie on the bed. We work together to get my pants off and he drops to his knees and looks, just looks, at my pussy. For a moment all I can think is “Touch me touch me touch me!” and then he does. With his mouth. His face as close to my pussy as it gets, licking my clit, licking my pussy, tasting me, and loving every second of it.

My legs are draped over his shoulders soon enough, and he’s devouring my pussy. I can hear the sounds of him lapping me up. He’s licking my clit and pushing his fingers, at first two, then more, into me and I’m going crazy. It feels so insanely good. He’s loving it, and I’m loving it, and that is how it should be. I don’t ever want this to end. Just lick me forever, let me die like this, with his face buried in my pussy, making me soak the sheets and his hands and his face.

“Turn over,” comes next. On the edge of the bed, both of us with pants off but tops still on, I’ll welcome his cock into my pussy. With a shove he’s in me, surrounded by me, fucking me hard from behind. My moaning is ridiculously loud, because I love the feeling of him moving in and out, pushing so deep. Exploring, he’ll start playing with my ass, pushing the tip of his wet-from-my-pussy finger in, just enough to make me squirm. Slowly his finger goes deeper, all the while his cock slamming into my pussy, making me scream, making me drip all over. It feels amazing.

Soon, he’s fingering my ass and fucking my pussy and telling me how good this feels and how he wants to do this again and again and again. Like before, I don’t ever want it to end. I just want to feel him in me, filling me up, and fucking me forever. And then, all of a sudden, I’m cumming. All around him and all over his hot and hard cock. I feel my pussy convulsing and squeezing and it feels like heaven.“Cum for me baby cum for me oh god now now cummmm,” I can hear myself say. He does. He twitches and moans and tells me he’s cumming, and fills my already dripping pussy with his cum.

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I never made it further than that in my imagination, in that time before our first hotel meet-up. Just writing this has my panties soaked.What really happened when we met in that hotel was so much better than what I had imagined; what I described here. He’s so good at fucking me, and touching me, and licking me, and he enjoys pleasing me. Which amazes and dumbfounds me. I do know that I enjoy pleasing him so very much. I want to make him feel amazing all the time. We’ve had very little time actually in the same place together. Maybe he and I feel the same way. We haven’t had that much time together yet, in person.

Next time, maybe it will be like this story from my imagination. No matter what, I know it will be better than anything I could ever write down.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/adjyev/fm_the_rendezvous_turned_out_to_be_so_much_better