Breaking Out Of A Routine
I've been with my current boyfriend a long time, and we've always enjoyed very good and frequent sex, but lately we've reached a stage where we seem to be doing the same things each time. I still have satisfying orgasms, but it's just routine. I know I always get that special excitement with a new lover, but I don't want to break up with Ted and I'm not sure if I want to be with him forever. I know it sounds really bad, but I decided to cheat on him using an online dating site.
The way I see it, all the old rules of sex and relationships can be thrown away. The rulebook was created when having an affair meant you'd be caught. With the Internet, I can fuck a guy I've never met before and will never meet again. It really is possible now to cheat and not get caught. A girl can have a little fun.
My affair was with a very cute guy who I met online and our relationship progressed very quickly. We type-talked for about a week and I was very careful to keep my real name out of my profile, or anything else that would give my identity away. I met him face to face at a restaurant during the day while my boyfriend was at work, and he said his name was Jason, although I don't know whether it was his real name. I didn't really care, I didn't use my real name! It was exciting though, going through the stages of falling in love (or lust, whatever you want to call it). Body wise Jason was similar to my boyfriend, but in personality he was completely different. He was extremely funny and outgoing. I knew I was going to fuck him after only talking to him for a few minutes. He was passing through our city on vacation, touring the west coast. He had no direction, and my ambitious boyfriend would consider him a total loser. He was charming and sexy in a completely different way.
I brought him back to my apartment knowing it would be a little risky, but it was closer and I couldn't wait to find out how big his cock was. We had a couple of drinks and talked about our past relationships before things got serious, but it was all a build up. Everything we talked about revolved around sex and I was so hot by the time we embraced I could barely control myself.
As we spoke he kept eying my body, especially my tits. When we embraced and kissed for the first time his hand moved up my leg and found no resistance. When he brushed up against my clit through the fabric of my jeans I spread my legs as wide as I could and moaned. I didn't want to give him any mixed signals. He had a green light and I wanted him to know it. He didn't miss a beat and began to gently massage my clit while kissing my neck and it gave me goose bumps all over. I had my first small orgasm almost right away and then all I really wanted was his cock inside me as he started moving his hands all over my body, stopping to caress my nipples through the fabric of my blouse and bra.
He spent a long time licking my nipples and it was very erotic. I can't get over how every guy has a different tongue. When he worked it over my clit I thought I might pass out. Jason was a lot better at oral sex than my boyfriend. He drove me so crazy that when he stood up I had trouble removing his belt- my hands were shaking. I pulled his cock out as fast as possible so he could fuck me. He had different plans though, and held me by the hair while rubbing the head of his penis against my cheek trying to guide it into my mouth.
I don't usually give head, but the way he handled himself made it seem so normal I couldn't say no. I parted my lips and he guided it all the way inside, just far enough to touch the back of my throat without making me gag. After a couple of strokes he came without any warning, and before I could pull away he shot a good percentage of it right on my tongue. I've tasted come before, and I almost spit it all out, but it didn’t taste as bad as I expected. It was just warm and slightly bitter. He apologized as I made a funny face, but I told him it was okay as long as he stayed hard enough to fuck me.
For a guy who came so early he fucked me forever before coming a second time. I'm not sure how to describe it, but it was wonderful. Many times with my boyfriend I feel like I'm being fucked by a freight train, his cock is big and he hammers me with long hard strokes, but having sex with Jason wasn't like that. We did it in all kinds of positions and for a long time, but it was loving and gentle. I was still in a submissive role, but I enjoyed it immensely.
When he left I didn't have the energy to see him out the door. I just fell asleep on my couch and told him to lock up on the way out. He kissed me good-bye and thanked me for the lovely time. I woke up to a phone call from my boyfriend offering to take me out for dinner, and I had just enough time to shower and get ready. The funny thing is I found enough energy that night to have sex with him too, and I liked it better. I think it had something to do with appreciating what I have with Ted. I kept wondering if he would be able to tell that my pussy had been fucked raw just hours before, but he didn't seem to notice. The worry had my heart racing and I can't describe how much of a difference it made. It was one of the best sexual experiences of my life. It will keep me faithful for some time, maybe even forever, I don't know, but at least if I ever get bored again I know exactly what to do.
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