Wedding Date

I just turned 30 and I use the Internet to fuck around on my husband. I love having sex with different men and they love having sex with me. It's an unconventional way to live, but why should social norms keep me from living my life the way I want to? Besides, it's great exercise, and I live for the rush of pulling out a guy's cock for the first time, or discovering something new that turns me on.

I don't see anything wrong with what I do because my husband isn't faithful either. He might actually be dumb enough to think I don't know what he does when he goes on business trips, but they way I see it, that's his problem, not mine. And for all the people out there who are thinking I'm just making up an affair for my husband to justify my own: I had a friend see him making out with a slut in Vegas.

Since I put myself out there on an online dating service about a year ago I've had sex with eight guys that I've met anonymously. The sex has been so great I don't think I'll ever stop. My favorite sexual experience ever was the first time I used the Net to get laid, and from there I was hooked.

At the time, I was pushed into doing it out of rage because it was soon after my friend told me about seeing my husband in Vegas with a whore. What really bugged me was how normal he acted when he got home, and the very next week he was off again to another convention.

It was the last straw and I decided to make some plans of my own. I started checking out guys online and it was how I found Justin- this gorgeous nineteen year old with a wedding to go to. He was very innocent and he was actually looking for a last minute date to accompany him. A night out of dancing in a gown sounded great and at the time I really wasn't sure if I'd ever have the nerve to cheat on my husband, but it wasn't something I was going to rule out completely.

As it turned out I was very attracted to Justin, and he was by far the hottest guy at the entire wedding. I noticed at least a half a dozen girls dropping hints and trying to compete with me for him. He looked incredibly cute in a tux and as he introduced me as his girlfriend no one seemed to notice that I was ten years older than he was. I had a great time even before I dragged him into the basement of the wedding hall to rock his world. Part of my aggression came from all the competition; I guess it was an impulse to stake a claim on him or something.

He didn't know what to do at first when I kissed him hard and squeezed his cock with my hand, although he didn't try to stop me when I got down on my knees and pulled on his zipper. He moaned softly that we weren't safe where we were when I took his rock hard shaft to the back of my throat, but that was about all the resistance he had.

I felt his balls tighten up after a few strokes and I thought he was about to come when we heard footsteps and he pulled away very quickly. One of the caterers was picking up a case of wine from a closet down the hall. After that he really panicked about what I wanted to do and insisted on getting back to the wedding to do some dancing. It was so cute to see a guy be shy like that. It made me want to get really aggressive with him.

We didn't actually fuck that night, we danced too long and ran out of time- my sitter was only able to work until one am. We shared a passionate good-bye kiss though and I scored an invitation to the wedding after-party the next day. His friends were all very cool and they were super curious about me and how serious I was with Justin. For his sake, I lead them on and Justin was very pleased. He agreed to pick me up for it the next day at noon.

Afternoons are easy for me, I didn't need a sitter, I just had to be home to make dinner. My bigger problem was deciding what to wear. I wanted something that would give my new lover easy access and still be acceptable for the after party. A jeans skirt with a cute T-shirt was all I could come up with, but it did the trick.

He picked me up at the local mall (I didn't want him knowing where I lived), and then we went back to his place because he forgot his wedding present. When I found out he lived alone, I knew we were going to be late for the party. At his place I jumped him and we had wild sex for two hours on his couch.

It didn't take much to seduce him in private, and he surprised me by taking charge and working his fingers into my pussy while I pulled him on top of me. I tugged my panties off and then shoved his head under my skirt. He didn't really know what he was doing, but with a bit of guidance I came so hard I didn't even know who I was for a minute. It was awesome to find a guy who could do what he was told.

He wanted to fuck me right away, but I wanted to finish the blowjob I started the night before and I told him so. I also mentioned I wanted to swallow his come and noticed his cock throb in his pants when I said that. He was so excited I had to help him with his zipper.

As I'd expected, he didn't last long in my mouth and he came with a huge volume of semen. There aren't many guys I have to swallow twice for! He didn't have a problem staying hard afterwards though, and we got fully naked before I grabbed his cock and shoved it inside me while I leaned over the back of his couch.

He was much bigger than my husband and it hurt a little at first, but as we fucked the pleasure of being totally filled up took over and wave after wave of pleasure overcame all other sensations and thoughts. For being inexperienced, Justin was an incredible lover- sometimes working his cock into me slowly while my body found a way to reach a new pleasure plateau, and other times he would deliberately increase the tempo until he was pounding me with everything he had, bringing me to an orgasm and beyond. That cute sweetheart fucked me raw until he dumped another full load of come on my tits and asked me to smear it around and taste it. This time, I did as I was told.

We cleaned up and went to the after party, mustering as much energy as we could. It was really fun to see the knowing look he gave me when some of his friends asked us why we were so late. He said he was hung over and overslept by four hours, but the look between us gave away what we'd been up to. I have to say it was a huge ego boost to see a half a dozen college guys undress me with their eyes and wish they had a shot.

Justin and I hooked up once after that, but then he had to go away for University and I haven't seen him since. I've found many worthy replacements online though, but none of them have actually quite measured up to that first affair. It might be that it's impossible to duplicate a first time experience like that, but I'm not going to give up trying. Maybe someone who reads this letter will be able to help me out.

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