My husband and I are in our early 40s . Married now about 20 years . He’s a few years older but we had children young. Oldest being 22. This story is from a few years back .
I was 41 at the time and my marriage was having problems . With both kids out of the house life got bland . My husband and I have been very off sexually for years.. to the point we might be intamament once every few months . This led to a lot of sexual frustration that built up over time .
Fast forward to one winter break where my son was home from college . He decided to have a get together with some of his high school friends .
Now that they were a bit older they were all starting to grow into themselves. With that said … one of them stood apart from the rest … Mikey .
This boy always had good looks but had seemed to have evolved into a complete stud . Muscular , tall , handsome … type of confidence to flirt with me right in-front of my husband and then give a wink . It was obvious that he was sexually attracted to me and I was drawn to it .
A few days later I got a notification on Facebook that Mikey messaged me . I can’t deny how excited I felt but I did not respond . It just felt inappropriate.
Another couple weeks go by and I had a couple more glasses of wine then I should have and ended up messaging him . This is a box I should have never opened ….
Innocent messages turned to flirting . This eventually turned into a bit more . I shared some marital problems and he was very comforting . It seemed like he knew the right things to say to make me feel better . Slowly but surely I began to fall . I knew it could never be anything serious but grew more and more nervous the more we talked . I decided we should not continue our “friendship”. I decided I would try to be a good person and let him know face to face …
I decided to invite him over for a cup of coffee one day when my husband was out .
When I answered the door I subconsciously looked him up and down . He was wearing tight grey athletic shorts and a tank top. Given that he was muscular and sweaty he was definitely a sight BUT what was most noticeable about him was a clear large outline of his penis the compression of his shorts made against his leg . I’m not the type to typically get flustered but for some reason this shook me . It must have made me so noticeably awkward as I could barley put together sentences. He had this sexy way about him , just the way he carried himself . Everything from the way he spoke to his little mannerisms.
What was I doing ? I knew I can’t have him over while my husbands working . Deep down I knew that having him over for would only lead to trouble . Anyways , he gave me a smile & i told him my thoughts. I figured he would just go on his way. & I could convince myself I was just being a polite person. But that’s not what happened …. He stayed for a min and we chatted . He had a way of talking that was so flirtatious & charming .
I couldn’t help but like the attention and I low key loved that he was there . After a few mins of flirting .. grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss . I pushed back for a moment … Every fiber of my body craved him but I knew it was wrong . I said “ I can’t , I’m married “. He pulled me in again face to face , looking at me with his penetrating seductive brown eyes . Little did he know I was completely melting in his hands . He could have asked me for anything and I would have been eager to oblige.
I lost all co trip and gave in . We began making out passionately in my living room . My “ I can’t “ was now passionate moans and “ yes please “ . With one motion he pushed my head to his waist and instinctively/ aggressively I began ripping his shorts down. What was to follow truly shocked me.
What sprung out of his shorts was a 8 inch long thick veiny penis that erected straight forward . If there was ever a perfect dick to exist .. it was right in front of me . My mouth & pussy rapidly watered. I knew how wrong it was but I couldn’t resist , it was as If I was in a trance and in that moment my sole desire was to pleasure this boy.
So there I was , a Married woman, on my knees. Bobbing my head eagerly on this young mans dick . I could barley fit half of it in my mouth . My hands which were caressing his abs found there way to being wrapped around his throbbing dick …Both were needed . I worked his shaft in a twisting motion as I continued to Bob my head as far deep as I could . With each stroke my craving grew stronger and stronger .
He grabbed me by the hair and turned my head in a way I was looking at him . I was desperate and at his mercy . He picked me up and sat me right on my kitchen island. He pushed me flat on my back and brought me by my waist back towards him . At this moment I knew in my mind that I was married and I just couldn’t … but my body .. my body aching for him . He had successfully brought me to the most hyper sexual horny state I had ever been in .
He lifted my legs in the air and slowly slid himself inside of me. My body pulsated pleasure thought my veins with every inch deeper her went . I could feel the moist walls of my pussy expand to their limits in the most heavenly way possible . My eyes rolled back and I let out an uncontrollable moan . He proceeded to stroke me deeper and deeper . I was moaning loudly … almost to the point that I felt embarrassed. He pulled me close to him so I was now sitting upright and we were face to face as he continued to thrust himself inside me . The way he bit his lip and looked right at me was too much to bare . I pulled him close as I began to clench and quiver .. I let out what were now screams as I was having the most intense orgasm I had ever had at this point . My body shook with him inside me for what was almost a min … but felt like a lifetime .
Ever since that day I have changed sexually. I was once a conservative wife with a declining sex drive … now I’m sex crazed . I have since found myself giving myself to him in ways I never thought I would . I am not proud of this but I can not deny that I enjoying being this boys slut .