A Real Workout
When I got married my husband was in perfect shape. Now we’ve been together for three years and he is eighty pounds overweight and his energy level is very low. I miss being fucked until I’m nearly exhausted. It’s been at least two years since we’ve had what I would call good sex.
No one talked me into it; I just decided one day that I would cheat on him. I think the final straw was an insult over breakfast that I can’t even remember now. I just remember that he was wearing a bathrobe at the time and it was partly open. It wasn’t a pretty site and it's been an enduring memory.
I used the Internet because I knew it would be the easiest way to do it and not get caught. I joined Adult Friend Finder and within a week I met James, a lonely construction worker with a body that was almost perfect.
I went to his apartment on the weekend, telling my husband that I was going shopping. I was wearing a very racy leather outfit underneath a more conservative dress when I left the house. I removed the dress in the car once I got to his place. I’d talked with James about it and he was into leather as much as I was. Now dressed as a total slut I started to get butterflies in my stomach but I managed to buzz his number.
His voice sounded very deep and masculine as he said hello though an intercom and let me in. I made it up the elevator and right to his door before having a total panic attack. I kept thinking that I shouldn’t be doing this and could hear myself in the back of my mind saying, “turn around now, it’s not to late. I love my husband.” I almost did, but looking down at the outfit I was wearing helped increase my sexual arousal and curiosity. Thinking about the possibilities that lay beyond the door in front of me had frozen my legs in place.
I think I spent a lot of time there, but I can’t be sure. It was like time stood still. James opened his door before I had a chance to knock; he said he was coming out to look for me. I didn’t say anything at first and I’m sure I must have seemed very strange. I finally managed to squeak out a “hello” before walking into his arms and kissing him deeply.
I’m normally not the shy type or submissive in any way, but I let him take over for the entire afternoon. It wasn’t like he was rough; I just let him do whatever he wanted to me. It was good sex. Actually it was great sex.
When I embraced him he closed the door while kissing me and then his hands explored my entire body. I was incredibly wet and when he touched my pussy through the leather of my shorts I nearly had an orgasm right there. I wasn’t wearing a bra and his hands had easy access to my tits. My nipples were already rock hard when he cupped my breasts and pressed the palms of his hands into them. I think he could feel that my heart was racing. I undid the button on my shorts and squeezed out of them.
It was unbelievably sexy. I hadn’t said more than two words to this man in person and I was standing before him without any pants or underwear on. My pussy was completely exposed and he slid down my body until he was staring right at it. I leaned against the door and spread my legs as much as I could without falling over. I was then treated to a wonderful tongue-lashing that gave me the first orgasm that afternoon.
After I came he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. He placed me on the bed and then pulled out his cock. I had another small panic attack and the voice inside my head told me it still wasn’t too late to back out. I didn’t, and when he put his hard cock near my mouth I opened wide and took it to the back of my throat.
I didn’t give him head very long. He pulled away and wrapped my legs over his shoulders. He teased my clit with the head of his cock for a bit before shoving it all the way in. It was wonderful. Nothing is quite like the sensation of being fucked by a different man. He fucked me really hard for a long time, but he didn’t come.
I had my ultimate wish fulfilled. He fucked me until I was completely exhausted and kept on fucking. I felt as though I was his sex slave, there to be ravaged. When he oiled up a finger and put it in my butt I knew what was coming and didn’t protest. It just seemed fitting that he should fuck me in every way possible, even though I’m not a big fan of anal sex.
I didn’t even see where he’d gotten the lubricant, I suppose he had it on the nightstand. He greased up his cock really well and with my face pushed into his pillow I felt his cock slip inside my ass. It felt huge. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to take it for very long but I got used to it and he fucked my ass until he came. I don’t know for sure but I think it was a record for me- I’m certain he was in my ass for at least fifteen minutes.
The whole experience was surreal. When I was driving home with a very satisfying sensation in my pussy and ass the voice inside my head changed to, “I can’t believe I did that.” James has invited me over next weekend as well and I think I’ll go, but I have to figure out a better alibi first. I think it’s time I joined a ladies only gym.
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