It all started innocently enough. My husband Dan and I had been married for 15 years. We had children and our intimacy started to wane. We both wanted more kids but he had been fixed so we knew that it couldn't be. Not by him anyway.
We didn't make love often but when we did he would sometimes bring up the idea of a donor. He would talk about me seducing another man in order to get pregnant. I didn't realize it then but I understand now that he has long fantasized about me with another man. Thinking back I can remember how much harder he was after these conversations and how much more cum he would release.
I too was turned on by the thought of another man cumming inside of me. I would never have admitted it but I would sometimes close my eyes and imagine a strangers throbbing cock deep inside of me. I would wait for my husband to cum and then imagine that he and I were having sex after another man had unloaded inside of me. This would lead to the most explosive orgasms that I have ever had.
We had always had good sex and I never thought of leaving him. He was my only real lover unless you count the few times of fooling around just to have the guy blow it too soon. I had thought of having sex with others before but quickly suppressed those thoughts in order to stay true. My fantasies have always left me wanting the real thing. By suppressing them I also suppressed my libido.
It wasn't until I reunited with an old fling online that I really began to start developing my own fantasies. He would flirt with me and compliment me which made me feel wanted again. After years of marriage things naturally fizzle out and all of his attention awakened a side of me that I had never fully known. My sexuality was peaking and he was sending it into overdrive.
I never told my husband about my on-line fling because I was so afraid that he would be angry. Sure, we had talked about it before but reality is often different. It didn't help that he knew the guy too and never had too much to say about him. I tried to drop some hints and feel my husband out when he would bring up his "donor" fantasy but I could never tell him.
After several months of chatting on-line with my fling and watching him jerk-off his massive cock on his web cam I finally got the courage up to send him a picture. I took a nice warm bath and laid in bed imagining him inside of me. As I ran the vibrator up my lips I could feel the juices flowing. My clitoris was throbbing and my lips were swollen like I had already been taken but I hadn't even started. My mind went from setting up a photo op to his pulsing package. I could smell his cum as I imagined him finishing off on my breasts. When I had finally finished I took a picture and nervously sent it.
This was the first of many pictures and over time I became comfortable enough to masturbate for him on the web cam. I had never been one for masturbation but the thought of this man inside of me was intoxicating. I wanted him so badly and more than anything I wanted his cum inside of me. I wanted to taste it and savor it as I swallowed his load. I had to have him.
We talked for a few more months before we actually started planning a hook up. We had talked about it long before but this time was different. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I told him about an upcoming trip to his town. My job had recently opened a new office and I was going out with a team to meet the new staff and provide training. I would have an entire week hundreds of miles away from my mundane life and my lover happened to live there.
At this point I didn't even consider the consequences. I wanted my husband to know but I could never tell him. Besides, I thought I might lose the urge once it all became reality. The night before leaving my husband was really pushing for sex. I was horny but I had no desire for him. He was rubbing my leg and asked me if I was going to look for a donor while I was away. I finally decided to give in a little and said I was thinking about trying to pick somebody up at the bar. I could feel his erection throbbing on my leg and I was so nervous how he would react.
He lifted his head off of the bed and sheepishly said "Really?!"
I said "I don't know if I would really do it but what would you do if I did?"
His hand moved to my pussy which was wet just thinking about my rendezvous and said "I think it is hot as hell. I would want to know about it for sure. I don't think I would get mad but you better prepare to be ravished."
I laughed and quietly rolled over on top of him. I didn't want to talk about it anymore. I just wanted to play out my fantasy with him as my lover. I came with such force that he commented about feeling a squirting sensation deep inside.
After sex we went outside to cool off. I again wanted to tell him my plans but didn't have the nerve. Instead I told him a story about a coworker that who's husband was out of town and how she was planning on meeting an old boyfriend for the weekend. I wanted to see what his reaction was and I was surprised when he said that it was between her and her husband. He said that he just hoped that he knew and was okay with it. I felt like such an ass and wanted so bad to back out but I could not get out of the trip on such short notice.
The week was busy with work but that Friday I decided to make the 20 minute ride to my lovers apartment. As I approached the door I could feel my pulse in every possible place. My hands were sweating and my legs were quivering. As I sat at the door contemplating leaving it opens and he is standing there with a huge smile and open arms.
I walked in and we sat down on the couch and talked. His hand was rubbing my knee and my nerves were fading into want. We talked about my relationship and I justified what I was about to do. After all, my husband wasn't as affectionate as he once was. After a few glasses of wine and hearing all of my complaints about my marriage he finally leaned in. His hand slipped up my shirt and towards my bra. As he unclasped it and leaned in for a kiss he said "You can forget all about that tonight. I am more than happy to take care of the things that he neglects."
I was his. Heart, mind and body if only for that moment. As he unzipped his pants I could see first hand what I was in for. It was so much bigger than I had ever seen. I gently wrapped my hands around it and began stroking. I could feel it jerking and his head was covered in silky precum. I couldn't wait and had to taste it. I took him deep in my mouth and worked every ounce out of his shaft. I could tell that he was not going to last long as he pushed me back onto his bed.
He laid me back and slipped his fingers into my hot wet pussy while softly kissing my thigh. He then licked my lips and slowly sucked on my now swollen clit. My body convulsed with every flick of his tongue. I could feel wave after wave of cream building deep inside as I gave into him.
As I lay there in near constant orgasm he slowly slid up my body. I could feel his huge head as it pressed against my lips. As he slid it in he took my nipple into his mouth which sent shock waves into my clitoris. I could feel my lips almost snap tight as his head entered me. My juices had built to the point that they were gushing out and down my ass.