I’m a 35-year-old married woman and I guess I’m writing to of load my guilt.   I lead a double life, I am happily married with a small family so I have no idea why I’m doing what I’m doing.

After the first lock down my husband and I went on a short weekend break abroad alone.  It was only Friday to Monday and the kids love staying with my parents, so I didn’t feel guilty.    I had never kissed another man, so I have no idea where this came from or what possessed me, but this is my story.

My husband was desperate to visit an old Cathedral, I was more interested in chilling out round the pool and reading a book so we agreed that on the Saturday, we would have breakfast in the hotel and he would go off and jump on a local bus and spend the day looking at his old buildings.

By 9:30am he was ready to go, we said our goodbyes and off he goes.  He hadn’t left the dining room before a Spanish guy sat at the next table leans over and tells me what a lucky man my husband is and how we look like a nice couple.   We get chatting before I get up to go to my room to get ready for my relaxing day by the pool.

My new ‘friend’ comes with me, and we continue chatting.  He is flirting with me and doing a very good job, very calm and makes me feel at ease despite telling me how pretty I was and how my lips are very kissable and how I have an ‘amazing figure’.  It was probably the fact that no one had flirted with me in a very long time and his sexy deep voice and amazing accent that didn’t make his flirting sound weird at all.

It was a little while before I realized that his hand was on my back as we walked and chatted.  He asked me what I would like to do and I told him that I was going to get my book, get changed and go and sit by the pool.  I asked him what his plans were just as I was opening my hotel room door.

I kid you not, I can remember his exact words.   I would like to come in and see your amazing body, I want to help you undress.  I thought he was joking, and I said something like ‘oh yes, and then what’?

His reply was nothing less than to the point. In his heavy and deep Spanish Accent he said, ‘ my cock is so hard its hurting and I would like to lay you on the bed and enter you and fuck you’. 

At first I thought that I had made a mistake letting this stranger into my room but he smiled and said ‘only if that’s what you want as well’.

He made it sound so normal as thought it was a natural thing to do and I thought that sex is a natural thing to do and all of a sudden I was excited.

I opened a couple of buttons on my blouse and he took over, opening them all, letting my blouse fall to the floor before he whispered that I was so beautiful and putting his hand into my bra.   He gave my breast a gentle squeeze and kissed me on the lips, but it was me that undid my bra and took it off.   A few moments later we were both standing there naked, his hands exploring my body and my had exploring his, his thick long and hard cock in my hand.   It never occurred to me that I was naked in front of a complete stranger, his coco in my hand and one hand squeezing my breast and the other gently exploring me between my legs.

It had been a few years since I had given my husband oral sex but that didn’t enter my mind, even as I went to my knees and put his cock into my mouth.  I sucked off a man who I didn’t know, I didn’t even know his name at this point but all I did know what that I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could, to have me, to take control and ‘force’ himself into me. 

I felt pre cum on my tongue and sucked it off his cock.  He lifted my face to look at him and asked me if I wanted him to cum in my mouth or do I want him to fuck me ‘like a man’.  And cum in my pussy.

I asked this stranger to fuck me properly and gently and he lifted me by my hand and led me to the bed and lay me on my back.   For what seemed like hours but was probably no more than one my stranger, my lover explored my clit with his mouth and fingers and made me cum, long before he entered me.  His thick long and hard cock deep inside me.

He was so much more experienced than my husband, he had me on my knees, fucking me doggy style before lifting me up and lowering me onto his shaft for me to ride him.  We spend a little while walking round the room, with me impaled on his cock being fucked against the wall then the door and even the window. I didn’t care if people of the beach could see me being fucked, all I wanted was for it to continue, I wanted that cock in me for as long as possible.  

Eventually he lay me on my back and re entered me and slowly and gentle made love to me.  Before long I felt my body tensing and a burning knot sensation building in my stomach and I knew that I was about to cum. I warned him and could hear myself begging for him to cum in me.

His thrusting became more urgent and as I passed the point at which I couldn’t stop he was thrusting his cock into me hard, our fucking was urgent.

In all the years that I had been fucked by my husband I had never lost control. Yes I had had orgasms but nothing like this, I had never not been able to move my arms and legs or been barely able to talk yet here was a big strong stranger on top of me, inside me thrusting away and I had no control.

He made me cum hard and as he did so I felt him cum inside me, not the usual trickle that from my husband but a gushing explosion of semen entering me.  I came again and so did he.

A few more minutes of thrusting and a few more trickles of cum and my lover laid his head on my breast and gently kissed and suckled on my nipples.

I shook and my muscles seemed to seize for a while longer.    We kissed as thought we were long time lovers not just two people who had just met.  He slid himself back into me to fuck me once more and to cum in me yet again before rolling away to sit and look at me.

He asked me what I wanted to do now.  I had never been a dirty girl, oral sex was not a big thing in my life but I found myself asking permission to suck his cock to ‘give it a cleaning’ and I did just that.  I fucked his semi hard shaft clean of cum and my juices and I loved it.

And then it was over, my lover and I showered and kissed before he left.  I lay back on the damp bed full of another mans semen desperate to have him in me again.

I went with my book to sit by the pool but I didn’t read it, I just wondered why it was that I didn’t feel guilty.

When my husband came back, I felt a twinge of guilt and demanded that he fuck me but it wasn’t; the same, there was no painful orgasm just a feeling of disappointment when I had to fake an orgasm.   That night I made an excuse to have to nip back to the room to use the loo but the truth of the matter was that I ran hand in hand with my lover up the stairs to his room for a ‘quicky’, to list my skirt and let him have me on his bed, fast and hard.  When I went back to my husband he was concerned because I had taken a long time, I was desperate to tell him that I had just been fucked by a stranger and that my knickers were soaking wet from his cum.

The next morning, I slipped to see him and his cock and, in the afternoon, saw him with a stunning young woman.  I had only just met him and yet was jealous and like a jealous schoolgirl stood next to him at the pool bar and demanded to know who she was.  He told me that she was his girlfriend and that he was going to get a drink and then take it to her before they fuck.   

I was furious and felt stupid at the same time, I wanted to ask my husband how a man could fuck three times in one day or maybe even four times but that would be stupid.  That’s when I felt guilty for the first time and vowed never to be unfaithful again.

That vow didn’t last long, on the Monday, a few hours before we were going to leave, I went up to my lover and asked him why he risks his relationship with his girlfriend and said that she fucks and I fuck, its only sex.  I think that’s when I grew up about sex.  He told me to come with him and led me to his room , put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees, opened his trousers and fucked my mouth and as he did so he lectured me on how I needed to think of sex and fun and how I had to grow up, lecturing me as he fucked my mouth eventually coming down my throat.

 I went on holiday a naïve wife and mother, I ended it wide awake to what sex can offer, and a slut.

Now, I make sure hat my husband never finds out and that my family is never put at risk but occasionally I take an afternoon off work and meet someone I have contacted on line a site like this and lay on a hotel bed with my legs round his back whilst his cock is in me and his mouth is exploring mine and on more than one occasion his wife has joined us, and its just for fun.  I have now woken up.