It's become a process I know and love, well.
No matter how many dates I go on, I'm still always nervous, especially the first time I meet up with him.
Sure, I always spell out the situation, so the guy knows... I'm married, and just looking for some fun. And by fun, I mean sex. Sure, you can wine me and dine me, but if your cock is not going in me, there's no actual point.
I've got a husband that I love coming home to, just as much as he loves sending me out.
So he brings me a glass of wine to help calm my nerves. As I lean back and sip that wine, he gets down on his knees and lifts my skirt or dress for the evening.
I never wear panties on these dates... it’s just something that might get lost, and guys seem to love it even more when it's not there.
On his knees, my husband leans in and starts to slowly lick my pussy. Not enough to make me cum, but enough to prime the pump, so that I'll hump just about any guy I see.
The first couple of times he did it, he did so right in front of the guy who was about to fuck me. There's a part of me that loves that, but there’s a part that enjoys keeping them separate.
I tilt my head back, finishing the first glass while his tongue is buried inside my snatch. That long, slow lick pierces through my soul.
I'd be content to stay here and have him do this all night. And occasionally, he has, but he really wants me to get fucked, and come home to tell him about it.
I grab the second glass of wine he brought me and slowly sip it as he continues pleasuring me.
"Oh fuck," I moan as he hits that spot.
"I'm good and ready," I tell him.
"Ready for some fun?"
"Isn't that what I said? You primed me up, and now all that has to happen is a guy to walk through that door... he'll push me over the edge for sure."
"What if there was more than one guy?"
"I'd never do that... unless you got me ready like this. Who knows? I'd take on a whole fucking NBA team if you got me worked up enough to do that.”
I looked down at him. He was looking up at me, smiling.
I tilted the second glass back and finished it.
He stood and leaned in to kiss me.
I tasted myself upon him.
"I'll have to remember that," he said. "Maybe for the next time," he teased.
What had I gotten myself into I wondered.
My husband left.
A minute later, there was a knock at the hotel room door. My husband and my lover probably passed in the hall.
I wondered if they knew what the other had just done.
My husband would wait in the lounge, watching a game, or getting some work done on his laptop, while my lover fucked me.
When my lover finishes, I'll send him away and call my husband to come up and reclaim my slutty pussy.
He always loves that, and was why he made sure I went out on as many dates as he could set up.
But for now, I'd get ready to fuck the stud he arranged for me to meet. If only this bastard knew just how lucky he really was.
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From Prude to Proudly Promiscuous - A College Freshman Story - Heidi had always been a shy reserved girl since I've known her. However, she's looking to change all that in college, and has enlisted my help. How could I turn down a friend in need. Follow the story of the wild weekend which I take my shy inhibited friend and release the animal from within. Each chapter/episode takes us one step closer to bringing out the wild child. #hotwife #cunninlius #oralsex #shaved #wine
No matter how many dates I go on, I'm still always nervous, especially the first time I meet up with him.
Sure, I always spell out the situation, so the guy knows... I'm married, and just looking for some fun. And by fun, I mean sex. Sure, you can wine me and dine me, but if your cock is not going in me, there's no actual point.
I've got a husband that I love coming home to, just as much as he loves sending me out.
So he brings me a glass of wine to help calm my nerves. As I lean back and sip that wine, he gets down on his knees and lifts my skirt or dress for the evening.
I never wear panties on these dates... it’s just something that might get lost, and guys seem to love it even more when it's not there.
On his knees, my husband leans in and starts to slowly lick my pussy. Not enough to make me cum, but enough to prime the pump, so that I'll hump just about any guy I see.
The first couple of times he did it, he did so right in front of the guy who was about to fuck me. There's a part of me that loves that, but there’s a part that enjoys keeping them separate.
I tilt my head back, finishing the first glass while his tongue is buried inside my snatch. That long, slow lick pierces through my soul.
I'd be content to stay here and have him do this all night. And occasionally, he has, but he really wants me to get fucked, and come home to tell him about it.
I grab the second glass of wine he brought me and slowly sip it as he continues pleasuring me.
"Oh fuck," I moan as he hits that spot.
"I'm good and ready," I tell him.
"Ready for some fun?"
"Isn't that what I said? You primed me up, and now all that has to happen is a guy to walk through that door... he'll push me over the edge for sure."
"What if there was more than one guy?"
"I'd never do that... unless you got me ready like this. Who knows? I'd take on a whole fucking NBA team if you got me worked up enough to do that.”
I looked down at him. He was looking up at me, smiling.
I tilted the second glass back and finished it.
He stood and leaned in to kiss me.
I tasted myself upon him.
"I'll have to remember that," he said. "Maybe for the next time," he teased.
What had I gotten myself into I wondered.
My husband left.
A minute later, there was a knock at the hotel room door. My husband and my lover probably passed in the hall.
I wondered if they knew what the other had just done.
My husband would wait in the lounge, watching a game, or getting some work done on his laptop, while my lover fucked me.
When my lover finishes, I'll send him away and call my husband to come up and reclaim my slutty pussy.
He always loves that, and was why he made sure I went out on as many dates as he could set up.
But for now, I'd get ready to fuck the stud he arranged for me to meet. If only this bastard knew just how lucky he really was.
Please like and/or sharing the story for others to find. Thanks.
From Prude to Proudly Promiscuous - A College Freshman Story - Heidi had always been a shy reserved girl since I've known her. However, she's looking to change all that in college, and has enlisted my help. How could I turn down a friend in need. Follow the story of the wild weekend which I take my shy inhibited friend and release the animal from within. Each chapter/episode takes us one step closer to bringing out the wild child. #hotwife #cunninlius #oralsex #shaved #wine
