I'm having a lesbian affair...with a married woman

When he came back to me, he grabbed my jaw and held my face into his gaze. Anger and pain were in his eyes, some of it from the sting of my earlier rejection, but much of it was already there. Where it comesfrom, I don't know, he would never open up to me when we were together.

He released his grip and kissed me deeply. I led him into my bedroom. We undressed each other and explored our bodies as each piece of clothing came. He's tall and lean with long hard muscles, pleasing to look at and even more to touch.
 
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He pushed me abruptly onto my bed, on my back, then mounted me and took me from missionary position. One rude, violent stroke went deep, with some pain because I was tight, but smoothly because I had been so liquid and steamy for hours, for days.

His second stroke took me fully. The pain and abruptness were overwhelmed by the intense and glorious satisfaction of being stretched to the very limit and filled completely. God it just felt so amazing and fulfilling and warmth radiated from my vagina all through my body, even my fingertips and toes tingling with delight.
 
Once he was completely sheathed inside me, he held there, pinning me to the bed with his strength and weight and his cock. A pretty butterfly spread and pinned in a display case as he looked down on me. I saw joy in his face and was happy to be taking away his pain for a moment at least.

And for a little while, she wasn't on my mind.
 
He slammed me hard, taking his pleasure and showing his displeasure for my earlier rejection. He growled and called me a dyke and said no woman would ever satisfy me like a man. I told him to quit talking and prove it. Just a bit of dirty talk to raise the heat.

I came very hard, then again, and a third time. He was oblivious to my convulsions and moans and screams, penetrating me deep and hard and going faster and harder and deeper as his own climax approached.

Finally his body clenched and he found his release. I felt his cock pulsing and pulsing within me.
 
We lay quietly and he held me and caressed me with all the tenderness that was missing from his rough, primal lovemaking.

I drifted off to sleep but awoke in spoon position and felt his erection moving against my lower back.

He was ready to go again. He rolled me onto my tummy and roughly lifted my hips. He pressed my face into the bed and wrapped my long black hair around his hand.

He penetrated me hard, then yanked on my hair and pulled my head off the bed. He likes pulling me into a tense arch. Not in violrnce, I think, but he sees beauty in the geometry somehow.

I like the submissive feeling of being doggied, and it felt so right on an evening when I so desperately needed to be fucked.
 
I had a couple of immensely satisfying orgasms. He wasn't likely to cum again quickly after his big release in missionary. After awhile his pace slowed. We were very much in tune and we moved in synch. He moved to lie on his back and I straddled and mounted him.

My breasts finally got some satisfaction. He gripped them and spanked them till they felt hot and red and the burn radiated warmly down my chest and tummy and my pussy shivered with delight.

Then he held them in his big powerful hands, massaging them and tucking my nipples into that V where thumb meets hand. As he massaged my, my nipples were pinched and pulled and I moaned and climaxed yet again
 
Finally, I'm thankful to you, the men and women who read and enjoy my posts here. I enjoy sharing my journey with you, and it gives me pleasure to hear that it gives you pleasure.

I'm naturally on the shy side, so it's been difficult at times to open myself to you and reveal such intimate details. But feeling so naked and vulnerable to you is thrilling and exciting and very, very arousing. As you know, sometimes the arousal is so intense that I have to relieve it through climax.

Thank you all for being part of my journey ❤️
I do find that being able to share things here is a great outlet for things that I don’t feel I can share with the people in my life.
 
Years of dance and stretching and yoga have given me strong, supple hips. Feisty and flexible. As I moved up and down his cock, my hips moved and grooved and wound and ground and my body slithered like a snake. My pussy wanted to be stretched and pressured in every dimension and direction.

He was groaning in ecstasy as I rode him hard and we finally had a wonderful climax together.

We slept for a bit and he left me to find refuge and solitude in the night.

I feel peaceful and satisfied and very thoroughly fucked. I'll figure everything else out later.

I'm going to get a little more sleep and will check in with you all later.

Thank you for letting me share this. ❤️
 
Lovely afternoon 🕊 or whatever time of day for you ❤️

I am rested and calm, balanced and centered

The emotional impact of riding wild on a powerful thrust of male energy last night hasn't really hit me yet

Or maybe I was truly so far out of balance that I needed the rigid unyielding strength of a cock to set me back on a smoother path

I feel absolutely glorious from a physical perspective, the right mix or vigorously stirred and calmly settled
 
I can still feel him inside me and the feeling is quite pleasurable. Someone in an earlier post mentioned how some asanas, loosened and relaxed by yoga, can feel so pleasured as to cause sexual arousal.

I think that's what happened to my vagina, lol. Very relaxed, humming with pleasure. A,delightful arousal, but one to be slowly savored rather than desperately chased.

I feel pleasure, desire. Bliss without urgency.
 
He fucked me deep and hard and filled me completely. I feel no pain, though, except my nipples are a bit raw and sensitive. Very perky and alert though lol.

I'm thinking of her, of course. It seems so long since I've seen her. But I still remember her soft sigh as I kissed her breasts, I remember her dazzling beauty as she climaxed, I remember her tongue in my mouth and her wet panties between her clit and mine.
 
The anxiety on my side and guilt on hers add to my pleasure, if I'm honest. She's beautiful and sexy and desirable like few I've met.

But the forbidden nature is intoxicating.
What if she shared what she is up to with hubby? I know it would excite this hubby if my wife shared details if she had a relationship like this. I'd have a good wank as sheshared details.
 
We didn't go further than that.

We masturbated together again on several more nights. No touching eachother, but watching eachother openly. Seeing her naked abd aroused was intoxicating to me, and my pleasure and orgasms were so fucking intense.

I'll leave it there for now. But there's much more to tell.

Thank you for letting me share.
That was very hot thank you for the share
 
Well I don't think there will be heavy guilt. She TOLD me I should have sex with a man, and of course she's off bouncing on her husband's cock.

I think she would be very hurt and I would feel very guilty about sleeping with a other woman.
Would it be a turn to share your cock fun stories whilst masterbating each other?
 
What if she shared what she is up to with hubby? I know it would excite this hubby if my wife shared details if she had a relationship like this. I'd have a good wank as sheshared details.
I don't know how he would feel, I don't know him that well. I think she feels he would be upset about it. She certainly struggles with guilt about it.
 
I personally wonder if he cheats on her. (or maybe I just think that to justify my own affair with her?)

I've been around him twice (when she and I were still just friends). I felt like he stared openly and leered at me. And all his travel and late nights working, I don't know. She thinks he just works hard and she seems to have no doubts.

Obviously I'm not going to say anything
 
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