Sallys awakening
Having been on a swinging website for over 15 years and a big gap of visiting it since being married, Sally’s memory of the site had been triggered following difficulties in her marriage. Sex at home was dull, effortless and barely happened. My marriage was a sham, and I had made the decision that my marriage was over. I was going to ask my husband for a divorce after Christmas and so was looking for distractions. Sally (and I) yearned for more, she knew there was more out there to explore, to adventure and to enjoy, but when she clicked the forgotten password button on the sites home page little did, she know just how exciting life was about to get again.
Brief history. Sally is my username; my real name shall remain unknown except to those that I wish to share with. Sally is mischievous, rebellious and has a very, very naughty side. Me on the other hand, I’m professional, prim and proper, however often Sally and I cross paths and we egg each other on. Many years ago, Sally used to get me to do naughty things like go to the toilet at work and play with myself for a few minutes or post a rude picture to my SH profile. She often led me astray, but I loved it. However, Sally has been in a box since I got married, 12 years ago, she has been neglected and hidden away, and for a period this was ok, until mid-last year when my mind started to go back to the naughty adventures, the naughty fun I used to have, and I remembered what I had been missing. This is what led me back to SH.
Having made myself known in the chat rooms, as Sally, visiting daily, (often more than once a day) having conversations, some normal (me), some rude (Sally) and making connections I found myself chatting to a gent (Matt) who turned out to have a very kind face. We swapped numbers and chatted lots. We were learning about each other’s likes, dislikes, kinks etc. Very quickly we decided we should meet to see if the connection was just as exciting in real life as it was online/on the phone.
We met several times over the next 4 weeks, spending hours with each other chatting, flirting, bantering, teasing, kissing, and fondling each other. The connection and physical attraction were intense. Having seen many rude photos of Matt, I couldn’t wait to see these areas in the flesh. Each of our meets getting more daring, and adventurous, our desire to touch each other becoming more apparent, Sally in my head, egging me on and I would find myself with my hands in areas they shouldn’t be, my hand caressing over the front of his jeans, feeling his hard length through them, watching and feeling him tense and move his cock under my touch. Matt reciprocated this by putting his hand up my dress, caressing my bottom through and underneath my lacy knickers or on another occasion his hand between my legs touching my pussy through my leggings. The sexual tension was building.
By the 3rd meet and having been sat in the pub for a few hours winding each other up, we went and sat in Matts car for half an hour. It was dark and cold (December), but his heated seats soon warmed the car up and I found myself taking off my coat. We kissed, Matt very quickly had his hands on my boobs massaging and squeezing them, I now had the opportunity to get my hand inside his jeans and boxers and to feel his hard cock in my hand. I was a little awkward at undoing his jeans, I hadn’t had much practice at this for a long time, but being the gent he is he was keen to help. His cock was even better to see in real life. Having seen pictures of his hard cock previously, I had an idea of what to expect, but as I wrapped my hand round his girth, I was impressed at how big it was. Also, the length was something I had not experienced for some time.
Sally was excited by this and wanted to explore more. My hand slowly worked its way up and down the shaft, Matt looking at me, as he sat back in his chair enjoying my touch. He pointed at the precum that was oozing from the tip. Again, Sally got excited and wanted to taste the leaky fluid from the tip of that inviting cock, she reached out with a fingertip to capture the leaking precum as it dribbled down the side of his cock, however Matt obviously had other thoughts and said no, he pushed my hand out of the way, grabbed my head and pushed me down onto his shaft.
Having his cock in my mouth, sat in his car in the busy pub car park was exciting, naughty and such a turn on. I enjoyed Matts cock for a few minutes before coming back up to share another kiss, my hand still around his rock-hard cock. Matt lowered his head and took my boob out of my bra, he licked and sucked on my nipple, making me groan in pleasure. I felt him explore, kiss and lick around my boob. My nipples so big and hard in between his lips and teeth. I felt him move off my nipple and he sucked my boob into his mouth; I felt him bite and suck me. I could tell he was marking me, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to mark me, to send me home hot, wet, horny and marked by his mouth.
It was time to go. We needed to go before we got too carried away. We kissed again with urgency, and passion. I was barely able to construct a sentence, hair dishevelled and clothes askew. I knew this was just the beginning of Sally leading me astray once again and boy was I ready for more.
