Hello,
Darren and I have been together for around 4.5yrs now and over that time he has expressed interest in having me sleep with other men. Either with him joining in or with me on my own and then coming home to be with him afterwards. At first I was not interested at all. Even a little suspicious that he was wanting me to do that so that he could then go and find new partners of his own. But over time....I gradually got used to the idea and it was discussed more regularly.
Over the past few weeks I joined a few online dating sites and have met a few men. One particular man and I hit it off so I told him about our interest in cuckolding. Thankfully he was ok with the idea of it and was happy to have Darren involved should we want that. As it panned out though, my first contact with him, was just he and I.
A million things were going through my mind as last night drew nearer. I was close to backing out several times and I was very concerned that it would adversely effect my relationship with Darren somehow. I knew he was starting to get a bit concerned, well it seemed that way to me anyway, so numerous times I asked him if he wanted me to back out. he said he didn't.
Anyway....now I'll cut to the chase...
Darren took the kids to a football game and I got myself ready. Hair, makeup, black dress which was very low cut in the front, exposing my breasts. I took my time getting ready. I wanted to be calm etc. Then I set off on the hour long drive to his place.
When I met him, (it was the first time we'd ever met in person and had only been chatting online for little over a week or so), he met me at my car, kissed me on the cheek and invited me inside. He had put a black light globe into his light fitting, creating an ambient light, had set out some lovely cheeses, caviar, crackers, strawberries, etc. He motioned to me to sit on the lounge, and offered me a drink. he poured me a lovely red wine. I will say at this point that I was not physically attracted to him in person at all. I was taller than he was with heels on, and he was too slim for my taste. I like tall, larger, muscly men... Anyway...I digress....
He joined me on the lounge and we sat there, sipping our wine and chatting, (I can't remember now what we talked about initially). He paid me some compliments, telling me that he was not disappointed with me in person, etc. Not long after, he edged closer to me and started to kiss me. Rather suddenly and a little awkwardly. Soon, we had a nice rhythm with our kissing and his hands started to explore my body a little. Naturally, his hands moved quite quickly to my breasts and started stroking them, kissing them, exposing them before sucking on them....
I started to feel more comfortable with things. We paused for a little. Drank some more, ate strawberries. talked, and before long were back at it again. This time was far more intense. Far more passionate and far more urgent. He removed my bra, and rubbed himself against me through his and my clothes. He was hard and I would tell he was fairly 'long'....
Things progressed, kissing, touching, moaning, etc, before I released his cock from his trousers. Undoing his belt, stroking him through his underwear, then finally reaching my hand in and setting it free. It was a beautiful, hard, smooth, long cock too. The more I touched it...the more I wanted it....
He asked that we move to his bedroom. At first I resisted and then after a while I relented. I should mentioned at this point that I went there with no intention of actually having sex with him, (bad time of the month and informed him as such in advance), so was concerned that if we moved there it may just happen anyway!
In the bedroom, more of the above, only less clothing in place. He spent a lot of time grinding his cock against my clit, through my clothing, and it was driving me wild. I wanted him inside me and I wanted it bad. He did too. Asking me how long I was going to make him wait...
Anyway...I excused myself for a moment and went to the bathroom. I sent Darren a text message telling him that I really wanted to fuck this guy. Purely a physical thing but that I wouldn't do it without his consent....especially given he knew I hadn't gone there with the intention of going that far....
There was much backwards and forwards text messaging and I felt that he was annoyed that I wanted to do it so I got dressed and decided that I wouldn't. The guy was ok with it. Then Darren was messaging me again and in the end told me he wanted me to do it. I was getting a little over it at this stage as the passionate moment was lost and I wasn't sure it could be regained.
Back to the loungeroom....chatting, drinks, etc. After probably half an hour he started kissing me again and it was pretty much a replay of the above loungeroom episode. Only shorter. This time when we moved to the bedroom, it was to fuck. I called Darren...leaving him to answer the phone and then leaving the line open so he could listen in as I rode my lover. We did attempt to use a condom, something neither of us had needed to use for a long time, but it just wasn't happening. We removed it for what was supposed to be a short while, but then I climbed back on top of him again and rode him without it. I knew it was wrong, but I also knew he was safe (with same woman for 15 years and no other partners), and I hoped that it would make for a nice surprise for Darren when I returned home.
It was over sooner than I'd have liked, with him coming deep inside me. I was already fantasising at that moment that I couldn't wait to get back home to Darren, to have his hands on me, to be licked and sucked again, and then finally fucked hard.
After a short while, I rose, dressed, chatted briefly then left. On the hour long journey back to my love.... I will mention at this moment that I deliberately did not reapply makeup etc. I wanted to look dishevelled when I returned home, as evidence of my evening...
Once home, he made it clear he didn't want me to shower before bed. We kissed immediately. Passionately. Before long he was going down on me and searching for every last drop of my lovers cum inside me. I never thought I would allow him to do that but by God it was a major turn on. I told him so too.
I soon rode him until he came inside me. Just like my lover had only a couple of hours earlier.... It was an amazing feeling...
Now....for some aside points:
1/ We have had several discussions and issues about the events of that night. I am still not 100% sure Darren is happy with it. This is what I was worried about all along.
2/ When he is not expressing concern over things, we are closer than we have been in ages. It is a new level of intimacy. It is quite amazing.
3/ I am impressed with myself that I was able to go through with it. It is the first time I have ever fucked a virtual stranger.
4/ I am also impressed with the fact that I was able to have hot, heavy sex with someone and afterwards not feel emotionally connected with them. It was a mild concern of mine that I would not be able to have sex with someone then keep my distance. Now I know I was wrong....and that makes me happy.
So....where to from here? I have no idea. I really don't. I know Darren really wants to be there physically if I get fucked by someone else so that will probably be the next step...
Sorry this was so long. Didn't mean for it to be... but I did read this blog a lot in preparation for that night and wanted to give back so to speak :P
SnowWhite
