Sex the marital way

Last night I got properly fucked. Generally he is not that big on fucking. Loverboy has had he cock in me before. He likes playing a lot more with includes having me suck him off. Regular sex is what he does with his wife. At one point he told me that he didn't consider playing properly cheating. But last night he was begging me to let him fuck me (make love to me). His wife had gone to bed and I was left alone with him in the living room again.

His erection went on forever and he was really me fucking me hard. I was trying to restrain myself from making too much noise. He felt so great it was hard to control myself.

An unexpected end to an evening at the theatre and the post theatre meal. I was expecting to just go home. He was the furthest thing from my mind. I was busy discussing with my friend how fabulous the restaurant was and the show. It was great evening out. Just as we were finishing we decided to share a taxi to Waterloo as we could both easily catch our trains there in plenty of time.

I kissed my friend good night and walked down to the end of platform and passed the time by reading my program. I barely looked up as the train arrived. I boarded the train and was walking down the carriage to a grab a seat by the window. When I heard a familar voice calling my name I turned to see Loverboy sitting with his wife. I accepted the invite to join them.

As agreed I would text message my earlier friend to confirm I caught the train ok. I looked down at my phone and noticed an incomming text message from Loverboy, "Hi gorgeous I am on the train sitting on the last carriage". He had expected to meet me. Both of them were quite tipsy. His wife was even falling asleep as he was making googly eyes at me.

At then came the invite for a night cap. Of course I knew what that would mean. However after not seeing him for a week I gave in.

Clearly not seeing me has had an impact on him too.

Sexiest cushions

Love these - just ordered two from Secrets of the Boudoir for £150 each in pure silk.

"My X broke my dick"

I've been in touch with an old flame or rather spark and I must admit interest is there. But now another spanner seems to have been tossed into the mix. He came out and said his X broke his dick.....

Appartently he was on the bottom and his wife was riding him when she slipped and missed. His dick was injured. When torn blood vessels heal cartilage develops and can cause a kink so now he is truly kinky. It can go away on its own i 2-3 years.

Apparently there are things that can be done to straighten it but as he says he is not using it is not an immediate problem. Plus he also said that he prefers 'play' to actual sex.

Sounds familiar but not sure it is the kind of play loverboy and I get up to.

Morning wake up call

On the way to work this morning I stopped by Loverboy's. He sent me a text to let me know the Mrs was gone for the day. The door was open as he said it would be. I removed my shoes and tip-toed up the stairs to find him lying naked in the marital bed. I leaned on the bed over him and kissed his lips. I lowered the cover to play with his nipples and lick them. I took turns alternating sucking each nipple. I then lowered the cover even lower and stroked his cock. I caressed his balls and massaged his inner thighs. Then I put his cock in my mouth I began to suck lowering my mouth on his cock and then raising my mouth. I increased the intensity and sucked hard. I could feel him swelling and starting to cum. I prepared myself to swallow and then he shot a big load into my mouth. I relaxed and let it all come into my mouth so I could swallow it all without choking. I swallowed his cum easily and then licked his cock as it relaxed.

I kissed him on the mouth and then I stood up to leave. He followed me to lock the door behind me. I put my shoes back on, picked up my handbag and said good bye. I continued my journey to work, having completed my morning wake up call.

Sex Tips

Talk in bed - talk a lot, get him to share his most intimate fantasies and find out what reallt turns him on. Ask him about lingerie. Men have a fear that women will think they are perverts if they like women in the typical red split crotch panties. Let him know that women like that are too uptight. You are different.

• Try new things like massaging his prostate gland.
  


• Experiment using toys and let him use them on you.



• Keep your skin perfectly smooth and try completely bare.
  


• Try a porno movie - It needn't be sleazy - try watching Pirates together or the Art Core series. I also like Burlesque and have the mathing outfits. Dress up but equaly don't be shy about stripping it all off. Part of the point of dressing up in a sexy outfit is to get undressed.



• Make him slightly jealous. You want him to want to posses you. Talk about your previous relationships and make him feel a little bit of pain so he will think of them as rivals and try to prove himself superior.
  


• Let him do nice things for you and do nice things for him. But keep the things you do for him light and informal.



• Talk dirty to encourage openess and to let him know that you love sex.
  


• Use perfume subtely and choose scents that are erotic to men.
  


• Study his anatomy and take your time with foreplay. Pay attention to all of his erogenous zones including his nipples and learn what he likes.
  


• Try new positions and suggest things.
  


• Try performing oral sex alternating hot and cold liquids in you mouth. Use sauces with texture like Jack Daniels maple syrup and let him lick it off you.

Numb

My jealous pang has eased off a bit. I think it was the whole couple thing with all weddings, anniversaries were an unwelcome reminder that it has been 6 years since my last boyfriend. To make matters worse my history of relationships has been crap. The last boyfriend was always saying, "I'm not in love with you, but you will do until somebody more my type comes into my life". It lasted 7 years. We saw each other at weekends when boredom would unite us. Sex was rare and equally boring.

There was only one serious relationship that could have seen me walking down the isle. That ended 20 years ago. He got into drugs and went as low as anyone could go. Cheated on me with strippers. Eventually he was stealing from friends, sleeping rough and knocked up a crack whore. Luckily I was long gone.

I wonder if that is what happens in a lot of relationships except not as extreme. One spouse moves up the scale and the other falls behind and gets fat.

Loverboy called at 11 pm last night drunk and in a bar. I noted that for 5 nights in a row he and his wife had conflicting plans each evening. Both of them work full time and clearly they don't spend much time with each other. He was getting ready to leave and wanted to know if he could stop by on the way home. "I have to see you", he said. "I have been thinking about you all day. I just want to see your face and hold you. God you sound sexy. "What are you wearing?".

He sounded disappointed when I said I was wearing just a pair of panties. "What no bra?" Bras don't feel comfortable as a sleeping garment. I was sleeping alone. I tried to explain but the bar was too noisy. He asked me to leave the hallway light on. I freshened myself up and checked that my home was tidy. I opened my lingere draw and slipped on a white baby doll top to match the panties. I went back to bed. He wouldn't be arriving for at least an hour and I am sure he would find away of waking me.

He loved the baby doll and in particular the panties. His colour is 'white' as he likes me to look pure and feminine. We kissed breifly before he pushed me back down on the bed and spread my legs. His fingers pushed my panties to one side as he fingered my clit and then slid his fingers in. Conversation was brief. He was here to pleasure me and make me moan. He reached into my toy box for my toys and started fucking me with one. He ordered me to get on all fours. I did as he asked knowing what would come next. He doesn't view fucking me with toys to be 'cheating' and it is also his fetish. I let out a moan as he inserted a large vibrator into my ass. I already had one in my pussy and being fucked by the two together was quite intense.

I came quite quickly. Instead of letting up he kept fucking me harder and faster varying his strokes and exploring my holes determined to make me come again and again. Occasionaly it became too intense and quite uncomfortable and I would let out a moan but mostly I moaned with pleasure. Wave after wave of pleasure. Mark loves playing with toys and was in his element.

After about an hour Talk about your previous relationships and make him feel a little bit of pain so he will think of them as rivals and try to prove himself superior.y had to go home to his wife and I was exhausted. Loverboy talked about wanting me to fuck him up the ass again but said it would have to wait for when he has more time. He didn't want to remove his clothes and go home with strange smells on him. This visit was all about me submitting myself to him.

I kept the conversation clear of my insecurities. Well I tried. I did make a comment about their 'romantic vacation'. The pictured of the bedroom cottage with its pretty thatched roof and four poster bed with beautiful white linen and sheer curtains blowing in the tropical breeze was stuck in my head. I've never been to a wedding. But I imagine that they are incredibly romantic and that romance is as infectious as sars. Everyone all talking about love, happiness with the champagne flowing and imaging a better future as a twosome.

"It is not a romantic vacation. We are only going because friends of ours are getting married." Sternly put words but, I reminded myself that he said just recently that he very much loves his wife. Just the day before he said again that he does not want to get divorced. How could he resist not getting swept up in the romance? They are the couple that everyone looks up to. You know the good looking, happy couple, ten years down the line with the beautiful home, great car and luxury lifestyle? They are living the dream. They have what everyone else wants.

It is exactly what I want minus the cheating husband.

When he left I felt numb. I am seeing him again tomorrow. We both have the day off. I sense his feelings for me are getting stronger while my heart is firmly encased in a protective shell.

Losing the plot

I am feeling pangs of jealously again. After a nice Monday night spent with Loverboy being very tender and emotional with me I spoke to him on the phone last night and could hear the excitement in his voice as they prepare for their trip to Thailand. They are leaving this Saturday for two weeks. The hotel they are staying in is 4 star and pure luxury. The picture of the infinity pool with an ocean view was amazing (he sent a link).

It apartently co-incides with their 10 year wedding aniversary and if that wasn't enough the wedding and reception of one of their oldest and best friends is also taking place there. His wife is the made of honour and he is the best man. He also asked me to help write his speech.

He came over while his wife was shopping for new outfits and handed me a card for my birthday and had sex with me (my present).

Thinking of his secret life softens the blow. I can't think of anything worse than to be married to a man who cheats. The marriage and trust is all but an illusion. The soon to be bride and groom look to them as role models. There were references in the speech how they hope that they 'may be as happy as we are'. sic

I checked my online dating site this morning and made a date with a guy for next week. Exact day to be confirmed. Hard to tell from the picture whether I will be attracted to him or not. The sooner I get a boyfriend the sooner I can end it with Loverboy.

Part in desperation and in part curiousity I went to a BSDM meet and greet party. Was weird walking into a room full of single men and women and knowing the reason we are all here is because we all like 'kinky sex'. It is a wide spectrum to be sure. But it wasn't hard to pick out people that wore their sexuality on their sleeve. Dominent or submissive? Mild BSDM or Hardcore S&M?

I got chatted up quite a bit. One older guy seemed particularily smitten but I felt repulsed by some one so much older and craggier than myself or my current lover.

I kept this quiet. I want to scream in anger at him and frustration that I am single and the situation I am in. That he should be sharing his life with one women but claiming to be in love with me. That I should still be single and seeing him when I am smart, funny, beautiful, thin, cultured, polite and have so much to offer.

Of course the only consolation is that I would rather be this side of his marriage than the other. I would hate to be in her shoes. Better to be single and independent than being cheated on.

Message

Finally the silence broke. "Hello sex kitten, I am feeling very horny. Any chance you will be home later?" He then sent me a text about being in meetings and that he will call me tonight. Sounds promising. Looking forward to being tied up and have him do terrible things to me for a change. I wonder where his wife is tonight? I sent her an email about the 'voice mail' but she hasn't responded.

expirement

After 3 months we are comfortable with each other and the situation. I can predict which nights I will see him and almost every opportunity is taken advantage of.

A few weeks ago I brought him a prostrate massaging toy by Nexus and treated him to his first anal penetration. He trusts me enough to use it on him along with other toys now. He absolutely loves it.

Like a lot of men he associated anal sex with being gay. But after witnessing me in the full throws of pleasure at having a vibrator inserted in my ass he wanted to try it himself.

This has now given us more options.... Such as me giving him a blow job while penetrating him anally or using a double ended vibrator so we can penetrate each other and grind it into each other.

Now we are opening up to each other and discussing our most private fantasies and trying new things. Sex is now an incredible game for us to play. He said that he never knew sex could be like this and he finds normal sex boring now. Telling me, "I've never felt like this before and had feelings so strong for anyone else", he told me one night. I feel exactly the same way. I had a boyfriend and sex just involved the missionary position with me lying there staring at the ceiling.
I always wished sex could be like this.

The only problem is it might be difficult to go back to regular sex.

Discovery

The affair has really been going well every since the quickie. We are now spending more time together and he has even stayed the night. Because we do have genuine feelings for each other the sex is passion charged. We like to play games and explore some of the kinkier aspects. The fact that is married is a saftey net for me as well. I've been in relationships where my partner has looked at me with disdain for suggesting certain things. I feel freer and more honest than I have ever been.

For a man who says he has never done anything like this he seems incredibly comfortable with the situation.

I decided to play detective and see what my naughty boy has been up to. I found him very quickly. He made no effort to disguise himself on a 'no strings attached sex wanted site'. I was less shocked than I thought I would be. The feeling of relief washed away any guilt.

He listed his desires as 'lunchtime quickies' and afterwork sessions as well as weekend time on occasion. According to his profile his online activities stopped about the same time as his 'indecent proposal'.

Considering the site is quite 'down market' as well I can't help but wonder about the women he is likely to attract.

I wonder which is worse... some guy posting his details on a site and with possibly dozens of partners going back years or having a mistress and a safer option.

Late night visitor

Loverboy and I met for lunch yesterday. What transpired was nothing more than a friendly chat between friends without any hint of adulterous activities. As we are both in the same industry and we mainly discussed work. Without as much as a peck of the cheek or even a single touch we said our goodbyes. Later that night I received a SMS message asking me to 'get my toy out' and get ready for phone sex. When it was over he was emotional. I couldn't quite make out what he was saying. He did make it clear this wasn't just about sex and he wanted a bigger role in my life.

Seeking a little stress relief

I was on my way home when I received a text message from 'him'. (note to self: I need to come up a suggestion on what to call him. 'My lover' sounds too cliche) Apparently he had a miserable day at work and fantasised about my lips. He wanted to know if my mouth would feel good wrapped around him and if I was really a swallower.

I had a flash back to the night when I was on top of him while his wife was waiting for him in bed unaware of what we were doing. I remember seductively taunting him with 'I love sucking cock and always lust after every drop'. I'm sure he had that in mind when he was texting me.

Unfortunately, as he was genuinely working late, and was probably already under suspicion, the encounter had to be very brief. I started the foreplay while he was on the train with some seductive and filthy texts of how much I was looking forward to taking him in my mouth and sampling his juices. I also let it be known that I was playing with myself as I typed.

When he texted me that he had left the train and was now walking down our road and wanted to finish things with a phone call, I had to explain that I was serious about him coming over for a quick oral release. "Are you serious? You know I have no time to talk or return the favour are you going to be OK with that?", he inquired.

"I just want to taste you", I purred. "Plus I have a nice cold drink for you as well. You don't have to say a word. When I open the door I'll hand you your drink and then drop to my knees. I'll have you de-stressed and on your way home in less than 5 minutes."

His unadventurous sex life left him a little unprepared about encounters with females more liberal minded in every sense of the word. Still a bit shocked that I was serious he protested and said that he couldn't risk going home with any evidence or strange smells. He hadn't quite believed that I seriously liked it. He thought most girls only did it in the beginning of a relationship and then only begrudgingly. I got the feeling his wife didn't do this sort of thing at all.

I promised him that I wasn't wearing perfume. True. His other concern was that our conversation had him to the point of "bursting" and he was afraid of any evidence. One lick might be enough to set him off. I re-assured him that as long he could manage to drop his pants quickly it wouldn't be a problem and I would take care of everything.

Finally he agreed and 4 minutes later came the knock on my door. I handed him the drink while he released himself to me. I took him in my mouth and felt him swell. I could tell immediately he wasn't going to last and skipped the part where I would normally tease him a bit with my tongue and instead took him fully into my mouth and wrapped my lips around him while my tongue caressed him. I then started to suck hard and prepare myself for swallowing. Never having done anything with him before I didn't know how much was to 'cum' so I prepared for a massive load.

I've been single now for 7 years. Before that I was with a guy with a very low sex drive, overly conservative and had health problems. Performing oral on is man is something I have not had a huge of experience with. Previous daliances provided mixed results. Often not worth repeating - great guy, fantastic looking cock but funky taste, wiffy smells, ugly bulging veins or the belief that nice girls don't- "It's dirty!!" Plus most of the time I was programmed to present myself as marriage material, not as a fuck toy.

When it was good it was very, very good. But finding a man with good material to engage in what could become one of favourite activities is difficult. I do enjoy it and have an enormous thirst but only for the right man.

This man is so gorgeous and perfect. He tasted yummy. The crescendo didn't disappoint either of us. I delivered an expertly done blow job and didn't miss a drop of his precious cum. I drained him completely dry.

He also downed his drink with even more speed, adjusted himself and departed home. The stop over was under my 5 minute estimate.

He passed my quality assurance 'cock test' with flying colours. I am more than delighted with the output and want more!!!

The Initiation

It started innocently enough. Having drinks with one of my female friends and getting a bit tipsy. We ended at her home where my house is just a short walk away. All was going well except her husband seemed a bit peeved and a bit off-ish with me. But how things ended with my friend gone upstairs to go to bed while I ended up have a tryst with her husband.

He had his fingers inserted deep inside me and hitting the spot while he was telling me how much he has always desired me. I remember how many times I came but I can't recall who got touchy with whom first. The next day brought a knock at the door.

The husband came over to discuss the previous night's misdemeanour. The discussion was cut short by more intimate play. Things didn't go as far as they could have. Both us were still adjusting to the rather sudden change of our relationship and the disbelief at finding ourselves as a pair of adulterers. I've slept with plenty of married men but never husbands of friends. He'd been worried I would lead his wife astray. Now here he was on my sofa and bringing to orgasm with his tongue. After returning the favour and giving him a blowjob, I suggested we have a cooling off period to access things before they went any further.

This was allegedly new territory for him. He claims he has never cheated in his life and now he was imploring me to become his mistress on a very regular basis. For me it is not quite my first encounter with a married man. But in previous cases sometimes the rat didn't tell me up front. In a couple of others I was a mistress in between relationships as and when it suited me. I have especially always maintained a safe distance from husbands of my friends no matter how gorgeous they were. Not sure why he was different.

He is my type and if he was single I wouldn't hesitate, as he is also one of the good guys. But with the attraction between us so strong, plus all the usual reasons men cheat and women like me get drawn in mixed up with a liberal amount of alcohol it was a train wreck. After a week of really graphic texts between us (during what was supposed to be the cooling off period) it officially ended with an afternoon drink and then some more appetisers back at mine. With no no partner of my own, life for me is less 'sex and the city' and more like 'tales of a nun'. Feelings of guilt were no match against our lust and they do not have kids.

There is something powerful and intoxicating about swapping saintly sisterhood for scarlet harlot. Even my bank manager must be wondering what on earth is going on. £250 on sex toys, new lingerie (and not the comfortable kind), perfume, new linen, wallpaper that turns bedrooms into a boudoir, stilettos, haircut, contact lenses (which I haven't worn in ages), gym membership and full hair removal as well as other assorted sundries. Our first proper tryst will be when he doesn't have to rush off....