I obeyed....

He gave me his address....

I was so nervous.  H lived in a large house a few towns over from me.  He opened the door, jeans and shirt...bare feet.....we hugged hello.  He poured me some wine and we sat on the couch, talking....slowing moving closer on the couch.

I had never done something so reckless.  I hardly knew this man.  He could be anyone.  For all I know he could have a sound proof room and I would never be heard from again!  LOL  But I wanted him...so badly!

As we talked, we began to hold hands, I traced his hand and fingers....we started to kiss.....long, hard and intense.  He found my tits, held them, grabbed at them, cupped them in his large hands.  I told him I wasn't ready to have sex yet.  He agreed.....

We continued kissing and fondling....my top came off at some point.  I lay back on his couch as he continued sucking my tits and kissing me....my hands finding his cock.  I fumbled to remove his belt and open his pants....

Then it happened....

I saw it...full and hard....the biggest cock I had ever laid eyes on.  My god it was glorious.  It was all I could do to contain myself.  I wrapped my hands around it..both hands.  He then stood above me and forced his cock into my mouth...rough, but I took it...I wanted it...needed it in my mouth.....

I sucked and stroked it...so hard so large.....

He talked a lot....that's right, take my cock. It's yours....I own your pussy now.  You own my cock.  Take it...

Then he pulled out and came all over my chest and face....I was bathed in his warm sticky thick cum.  It was amazing. I felt powerless to this man...I felt a slave to his cock and to him and to his sudden power over me.

I left that night...knowing I would be back very soon and knowing I would take that beautiful cock deep inside me very soon.

Mr Big proved to be a pleasant surprise and little did I know he would change me and have a profound effect on me as I journeyed deeper into complete abandon.

Mr Big

It's got to be over four years now since I met Mr. Big...that's what we will call him.

It was in the beginning stages of us trying to figure the lifestyle out.  I made profiles on a few sites to try to find men that attracted me.  I was looking for men that didn't mind that I was married.  I was always honest from the start.  I never lied about being married, or about my husband always being aware of my activities and dates.  Some men couldn't handle that. Some men, well, all they wanted to do was show me their dick.  I wanted more...I want more.

I am old fashioned when looking for a man to take to bed.  I have to like him and feel like I know him...yes, there are those one night stands, those quick fucks. Those are FUN!  But I was looking for a man to date, a man to see on a regular basis.  It was also still every new for me and I was nervous too.  I wanted to make sure it was someone who would keep my secret....someone who would treat me well....

I started talking to Mr Big because I liked his face, he was a dad and talked so much of his daughter.  He just seemed like a real guy...who lived in another state from his family for work and was lonely.  It was a plus that he lived alone and the wife wasn't around.  I am not really into making a man cheat...but he lived across country from his wife...and ended up divorcing her a year or so late. So I didn't feel too bad.  :-) 

It's been many years since we started talking....Not sure I remember all the details....but we talked online and emails for a long time...traded photos I am sure.  So one day we decided to meet. We met at a Starbucks for a drink...we talked....he actually gave me his business card so that I would know everything about him so I would feel safe. By this time my husband and him had begun talking.  (in our early days of the lifestyle, it made my husband feel better to talk to the men too.  Now that isn't the case often.)  The meeting was good....we walked out to my car...and we kissed good bye....well, more than a kiss...it was fire and heat and I could tell this was going to be good.  I slide his hand up to the side of my breast and I pressed in and could feel his hard cock....I could tell this was going to be VERY good.

I drove off feeling like I had been electrocuted! I was abuzz....  I believe I went home to my waiting husband and am fairly certain I got fucked hard and fast and hot....

That night I texted Mr Big and said I wanted to see him again....he said now....

I obeyed.....

This one time...on an elevator....

Parents away from their kids and out for the night partying up with other parents is just dangerous!  That's where I found myself several years ago.  Dinner, dancing, lots of drinking...school fundraiser...spending lots of money...having tons of fun!

I was done for the night.  Danced out and very very tipsy!  So I kissed my hubby good night and stumbled into the elevator.  On that elevator was a very nice looking man.  He chuckled at me and at my happy mood...and asked if I was having a good night.  Not totally sure what else he said...but as he got off at his floor I threw caution to the wind and pulled him in for one hell of a kiss!  He then told me what room he was in...I said good night and went up to my room.

Not soon, my husband came up to the room, where I preceded to tell him what happened.  He told me to go.  So I did.

I knocked on his door and he answered it and we went mad on each other.  Clothes were flying and we couldn't get to the bed quick enough.  His cock was quite nice and he was a very confident and knowledgeable lover.  He took charge and I was happy to respond.  I left there still tipsy and very happy with myself.

I returned to my room and my husband where I was promptly fucked silly by him.  I was one satisfied woman.

I saw Paul a few more times over the year after that, when he would return to town.  He has been one of the lovers that I have had that really turned me on.  Not sure why...just knew what he was doing and made me feel submissive and sexy and needed.  I would still be fucking him on his visits had we not made the mistake of talking religion and politics.  LOL

I miss the booty calls the day before he would fly into town.....but happy to have learned things from him.....to throw caution to the wind when I see a handsome sexy man and to not talk of things that might make me loose a lover!

I also learned you never know where you might find a partner....elevators are a good place!

Dry Spell

Hello all

It's been a while, and I am sorry for that!  Mommy time and family commitments and end of the school year activities, etc have taken me away from my play time and from you all here.

I have also been a little under the weather and dealing with that.

So....I haven't played much, though I have been talking to many men...or as my husband calls them, my admirers.

I go through dry spells....some self induced, some mostly brought on by life.  And sometimes....I just don't feel it.

Maybe that has been my problem the last few weeks.  So I am putting myself out there....

I saw a long time friend a few weeks ago that kind of left me feeling less than satisfied.  It actually will probably be the last time I see him.  I don't need to be with men that don't make me feel like the center of the world at the moment.  (I know...that sounds horrible!)  But if I am putting you at the center of my world in those moments...then I want you do to the same.  Is that too much to ask?

If we are going to spend an evening in bed, exploring each other, kissing, sucking, sweating, fucking and whatever else, then I need to be your number one!

There are a few men out there that might be getting the pleasure of my company this next week.

I will keep you updated!

xoxoxo