Back Seat Kind Of Girl
There is something about having sex in a car that really turns me on. I'm not sure exactly what it is- the close quarters that force compromising positions, or the way the shocks rock and the feel of being almost out in the open while having sex. I love it, it's always been a compulsion of mine, I even lost my virginity in a convertible.
It makes cheating on my husband really easy- I can find a complete stranger using the Internet and be having sex within an hour, anytime I want, and damn near anywhere. I've done it many times and I've even timed myself, to be prepared for the days when I only have a couple of hours before my husband gets home from work.
I've read a few of the stories on your site and I noticed that a lot of the women are pretty fucked up about cheating. Everyone does it- it's not a big deal. I know my husband is shoving his cock in as many pussies as he can and I wouldn't dream that he could ever be different because I can't imagine being faithful either. We just don't tell one another because it's a lot easier to pretend that it doesn't happen. I wouldn't want to go through some game of keeping score of who's cheated more, or have him bugging me for the gritty details of my affairs.
I do realize that my husband couldn't help but feel jealous if he had proof of what I was doing. It wouldn't help his self-esteem to know for sure that just yesterday I was parked in our SUV getting my ass fucked by a well-hung stud. It would make him feel even more inadequate to find out it was the best sex of my life and if I were forced to choose between great sex like that or my marriage- I'd choose the sex.
But I'm sure it would never come to that. I'm positive he hasn't deluded himself into thinking that I've only been with him since we were married five years ago. Just like I'm sure he's been sampling the asses of more than a few buxom secretaries at his company (I'd swear the pencil test is part of the hiring criteria, they all have large perky breasts). I don't obsess over it, he doesn't tell me anything and I'm still left to consider the possibility, however small it may be, that he has been faithful.
I think everyone knows what I'm talking about, every father of a teen-age daughter has the same system for keeping sane. When I was living at home my dad would have killed my boyfriends if I ever told him what I'd been up to- even though there were times when I came home late at night reeking of cum and having trouble walking normally.
I haven't had any close calls with getting caught cheating on my husband. Screwing anonymous guys over the Internet is very safe in that respect. I never worry that the guy is going to tell everyone about my indiscretion- sometimes they don't even know my real name. I never bring anyone back to our house and I make sure I have time to have a shower afterwards, especially when I intend to have anal sex. I always use a ton of lube and it's very messy but it's so worth it.
Yesterday's encounter was no different, except that the guy was a lot better lay than I expected. I've never fucked a guy with a cock that big, and it was definitely something I want to repeat. I'm going to meet him tomorrow, only this time I'll be a little more prepared. All day I could think of nothing else, and I even went out and bought an expensive lubricant for the occasion.
Guys are always extra appreciative of a woman that takes it in the ass; it's something I learnt a long time ago. I just called him up and he said he's going to call in sick tomorrow. I enjoy having that kind of influence. This time I think I'll make him beg for it, I already told him he has to pick me up in his car- I spend way too much time cleaning the seats of my SUV. I'm going to go now; suddenly I feel need to practice a little with an extra large dildo.
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