Happily married mom’s one and only experience with casual sex as a single lady

Sorry if this seems a little tame compared to other stories on here. I’m a wife and a mom and I guess I had a fairly ordinary dating life before I met my husband. I’m turned on by his past which lead me to finding stories of sexual past on reddit. My sex life probably seems pretty boring but I did have one single one-night stand and I’ve been wanting to write a post about it, so here goes:

I had just broken up with a boyfriend when I had my one-night stand. It was about 2 weeks after my break up. I was feeling pretty down and a friend of mine wanted to take me out to a party. There was a cute guy that got flirting with me. As the night went on I found out through my friend that he was asking about me and my situation. I thought he was nice and attractive, but I didn’t feel like I was interested in him really. But I did like the distraction from thinking about my ex, and it did feel exciting having a new guy interested in me.

We got flirting more as the night went on. I’m not much of a drinker and rarely ever drink, but I had 2 beers at the party. I felt like I wanted to get away from the party and be with this guy, yet I was nervous about being totally alone, so I asked if he’d want to hang out with my friend and I. So my friend that brought me to the party ended up driving me to this guy’s apartment that night.

We drank more when we got there. Like I said, I don’t drink much and can’t really handle much alcohol, but I ended up having 5 beers total that night, which for me is unheard of. So the beer definitely helped me loosen up a lot and I got much more flirtatious with him than I normally would, as I’m usually pretty shy and reserved.

At one point he went to the bathroom and I told my friend that I wanted to spend the night there, but I didn’t want to be alone so she stayed over too. She had a boyfriend at the time, but she stayed over for me. She got pretty hammered and passed out on one of the couches in the living room.

This guy and myself were on the other couch. He was running his hand up and down my legs. He made his way up under my skirt. I was wearing pantyhose/opaque tights and he rubbed my pussy over my hose and panties for a while. I was so nervous and excited and so wet. I rubbed his hard cock over his jeans. Then he put his hand under my tights and panties and started rubbing my clit.

I had never done anything with a guy this quickly before. It felt so bad and naughty, but I was so excited about it. I still didn’t quite know where things were going. Then he started fingering my pussy. And that’s when it really hit me that we were going to have sex. At this time I had only had sex with boyfriends and one close male friend that I loved who became a friend with benefits. But this was the first time I ever was really going to have promiscuous sex. After a lot of making out and fingering my pussy, without thinking it over too much I asked him if he had any condoms. He said he did and we made our way to the bedroom.

We made out passionately as soon as we got in there. He stripped me down as I stood. My shirt and bra came off first. He felt me up and sucked my tits. Then off came my skirt. Then he got down on his knees and pulled down my tights and panties just a little below my butt. Then he started eating my pussy as I stood there above him. It felt so good. I ran my hands through his hair. Then he took me to the bed and pulled off my tights and panties. He dropped his pants and I started sucking his cock.

Again, I am normally a reserved girl. But I was so worked up and feeling less inhibited than usual (much in part to the beers) and I sucked his cock like an animal. He then slid his cock in me and we got fucking. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I could not believe I was actually having sex with some guy I just met. I guess I’m usually kind of prude, but I felt like such a slut. And I was thinking this guy probably has no idea how I usually am, and he will probably always think of me as some easy girl that he met at a party and banged, but I totally wanted that. I just wanted to be bad that night and get off with this guy.

We changed some positions and the sex was really wild. I had some very intense orgasms and he made me cum so much. And when I got on top of him, I rode his cock so hard and fast. I remember sitting up as I rode his dick and I grabbed my breasts as I came all over his cock and convulsed and fell over to his side.

I was on my back again and he was giving it to me pretty rough and fast. He started panting and I could tell he was getting close to cumming. I felt so naughty already that I wanted to take things a little further. I wanted to do something he’d really remember. I asked if he was about to cum and he said he was close.

I pulled away from him and propped myself up a little against the head rest. I pulled the condom off of his dick and I started stroking his cock fast. I pulled him in and up closer to me. He was moaning loudly and I jerked him off until he shot his cum all over my tits and neck. After he came I started sucking his cock too as I tried to stroke every last bit of cum out of him.

Afterwards, we quickly cleaned up a little and then fell asleep together in his bed. I woke up late, got dressed, and thanked him for a great night. We hugged and had a kiss and I got my friend awake, who wasn’t feeling too good from the drinking, and I drove us to my house. She couldn’t believe I actually had sex with him and was really excited for me. I asked her to keep it to herself though.

A few days later my ex contacted me just to talk. I was so nervous. I thought maybe he had heard I hooked up with some guy at a party and was calling to fight about it. We didn’t have a bad break up. We had a good relationship but just realized we weren’t meant to be together. He came over to talk. We still loved each other but agreed we needed to move on. We didn’t get back together, but we did make love one final time that night. It was really special and nice. I felt guilty about my one-night stand, but I never told him about it. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

The guy I hooked up with did get in contact with me again another few days after I had sex with my ex for the last time (he knew nothing about that). I told him it was a lot of fun but that I might try to work things out with my ex (which i really wasn’t. I just didn’t want to make him feel bad by saying that i wasn’t interested in anything more than our one night together.) He was really nice about it and thanked me and wished me good luck with my boyfriend.

So that’s it. Sorry I don’t have any more stories like this, but I wanted to at least share this one about my only time having any really wild and slutty casual sex. Even though this was really uncharacteristic of me, I have no regrets about it and I’m really glad it happened. I looked at it as a good experience and something that I really needed at that time. Although we were just two horny people spending one night together, it was actually pretty romantic to me. So in the off chance that you should ever stumble upon this, thank you guy I met a party and went home with. It was fun, you were great, you gave me a great experience, and I look back on it with fond memories.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4d7lip/happily_married_moms_one_and_only_experience_with