I’m a married woman of 35 and my husband is wonderful.  He has a few medical issues which means he can’t get an erection so, no sex without help.  But he was the one who suggested I ‘go and have fun’ so this is a message to all the women out there, go and have fun.

The first time I ‘did the deed’ I was actually staying in a hotel for work. Like most women, when you stay in a hotel you have the problem of being hit on all the time and this time was no different, except that now, I had permission to do something about it.

Its usually fat old businessmen who just want to get laid, but on this occasion, I was saved by a stunning looking an, or I should say, boy because it turns out he was 22.  But he was beautiful, deep blue eyes, an amazing fit body and an amazing smile.   

That day I did something that I thought I would never do.   We chatted for some time, and surprisingly I wasn’t bothered by the said ‘fat old businessmen’ , they kept away.    We chatted until I took a deep breath ad told my knight in shinning armor that I should go to bed now, which sounded a bit pathetic, I took a deep breath in and added ‘will you join me’?  He smiled, leant forward and whispered in my ear asking me if I wanted him to fuck me.   I just nodded.

He took me by my hand, and I led hm to my room.   We hadn’t been in there for more than a few seconds when he placed his hands on my cheek and kissed me, his tongue flicking my lips.  I opened my mouth to let his tongue inside and mine into his, I opened my blouse and let it drop, followed by my bra and led him to the bed, sat him down and offered him my breast. 

We hadn’t said anything since we arrived in my room and now, here was this beautiful boy sucked and flicking my nipple with his tongue, very gently squeezing by breast, going from one to the other whilst taking down his jeans.  

I acted like a first-class prostitute and sank to my knees, pulled his shorts down and let his semi hard, thick cock spring out and into my hand.

Stupid things popped into my head, I couldn’t remember his name and his cock was thick and almost muscular, but it slid into my mouth nicely and I knelt there with his hand on my head and the other teasing my nipple whilst I sucked him off.   His cock, so deep in my mouth that I started to choke, he rescued me by pulling my head back before pushing it back down onto his shaft.

Whilst I sucked his cock he slid his jeans off and his shirt down his arms. I felt it slid down my back. 

I didn’t stop sucking his cock, running my tongue up and down his ribbed shaft whilst he gently slid my clothes off, my jacket and blouse fell onto my fees and he pulled me up until I was standing in front of him.   He unzipped my skirt and undressed me until I was naked, his hand gently caressing my pussy, his fingers sliding into me whilst he kissed my tummy, his tongue sliding up to my breast until he returned to gently sucking me.

He was so gentle it was amazing. Despite his young age, he knew how to gently fuck.   I was like a giddy girl having sex for the first time.  He stood up, kissed my lips and turned me round until he gently laid me onto the bed.  As pathetic as this sounds, I asked him what he was going to do.  He smiled and said ‘ I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to fuck you until you cum and then I’m going to cum inside you’.    He stopped and smiled at me and giving an infectious giggle he added, then I’m going to fuck you again. With that last word I felt his cock pushing into me, the tip sliding past my lips until I gave in and opened my legs.   I felt his thick, hard shaft sliding into me and for the next however long, I lay on my back and let this sexy man fuck me, gently at first until he made me cum the first time, then he raised my legs until my feet were over his shoulders and we fucked hard.

For a good long time, much longer than my husband used last which was usually around 15 minutes, he used me and I loved it.  He lifted me onto my hands and knees and fucked me from behind, until he wanted more and spun me round, lifting me and carrying me to the wall and pressing me against the wall, lifted me, then lowered me onto his shaft and carried me around, and we still fucked.

He made me cum repeatedly until I was exhausted, too exhausted to care  when he carried me to the large floor to ceiling window, still holding me up, he turned me round and pressed my breast against the cold glass and entered me for my first Anel fucking.  His cock was so thick he could only enter me slightly so I stood there, my hands on the glass, bent forward to give him access to me so he could fuck me form behind, gripping my breasts whilst I concentrated on not letting my knees buckle whilst I looked out the window at the cars and busses people passing, partly thankful that the lights were down low and partly wishing, screaming in my head for them all to look up and watch me Being fucked.

He let out a ‘fuck yes’ and pulled me to the floor and pushed his cock back into my mouth and harshly and roughly fucked my mouth.   Then, just as suddenly he stopped, pulled me up and threw me onto the bed.   I remember thinking that he had changed from a gentle lover to a rough shag and then I remember, I had pleaded with him to ‘shag me hard’ and even  to ‘fuck me like a slut’.

He climbed onto me and told me he was ready to cum inside me now. He entered me and fucked me, he had returned to the gently man that had started all this, the two of us fucking, making love and moaning and grunting.  I came so hard I thought I was going to pass out but the feeling of his cum flowing into me with a long loud grunt brought me back.

He filled me with his semen, and then lowered himself onto me, his mouth resting on my breast, and we rested, his cock still in me until he moved, and we hugged and kissed for most of the evening until we fucked again.   Even the next morning when we showered with him he still had enough in him to take me and cum inside me, making me climax so hard that I fell to my knees with the water flowing down past my ridiculously aching nipples.

Then, it had to end.  We went for breakfast and he said his goodbyes and we went our separate ways and I went to do what I was there to do.   I wanted the feeling to stay with me but it didn’t work.  I was there for two more night, the next night I lay in bed whilst a fat old businessman huffed and puffed away whilst his cock pounded my pussy, his fat belly slapping against me, hands all over me until he came and grounded, pleased with himself that he had done suck an amazing job.  He grinned and told me that he never thought he could pull suck a ‘hotty’ like me.    I smiled and suggested that he leave.

He wanted more of the same the night after, but I was disgusted with myself, instead I rode a 20-year-old kid on his first stay in a hotel, ever.  He was nice enough; his cock was skinny but hard and long and he lasted longer that the fat old guy the night before, so I knelt astride him and rode him and he did make me cum when he let go and shot his semen into me.

I was disgusted with myself and vowed never to do that again. When I got home, I lay in bed with my husband, he wanted to know all the details, so I told him, all except how amazing the sex was withmy first beautiful boy, I said that it was ‘nice’.  He became semi hard, just enough for me to hold and for him to cum on my breasts. #But it didn’t stop. For the next year, with my husband s blessing I fucked men and women and both at the same time, men and women who seemed to see a sign on my head that said ‘ready to shag’, who took it in turns to suck my pussy until he wanted dot fuck me and with his cock deep inside, his wife would push her tits into my mouth for me to suck whilst fingering her pussy.

Inevitably, when the wife went for shower, the husband would come back for a ‘quicky’, a quiet, quick shag whilst his wife showered.  And don’t; blame it all on the men. On more than one occasion I would lie with them both and sleep in their bed after some amazing sex and when we woke they would want to fuck again until I was full of or covered in cum and when the husband went for his shower the wife would jump back into bed for her ‘quicky’ a quick hard lesbian shag.

Then Covid hit and it all stopped, and I haven’t had a ‘stranger shag’ for close to 2 years, but I have played with myself in front of a camera with a ridiculous mask on looking like a tart from an old opera.   I loved fingering myself and feeling my tits until the guy on the other end of the zoom meeting shot cum all over his laptop.    No, I don’t do that for strangers, I do have some standards. There are for friends my husband has made online who get off watching other men’s wives masturbate.

My husband is actually as desperate as I am to go away again and find some nice guy to fuck me. But this time he wants to watch. He has pills that help to make him hard and we have fucked successfully. We put it out there on his online ‘chat’ thing. I call it his dirty old man chat box and it appears that there are lots of people who want to fuck women who are 6 months pregnant.  Yes, go figure, I’m 6 months pregnant from the one time my husband came inside me in years.  Men even like to watch me rub myself with my big belly and watch me squeeze huge deep red nipples, usually men like the dirty old men I sometimes fuck in hotels.  Not always of course, I do have some standards.