Here's my account of a recent journey I made across country to meet up with a new friend. Hope you enjoy it...I certainly did.
I am flying to another city to have sex with a stranger. This man has approached me online saying that he is interested in expanding his sexual horizons. We chatted online, had some naughty cyber-sex, moved onto telephone contact and are now going to spend three days together in a hotel room. He is twenty years younger than me, which apparently doesn’t bother him so it certainly doesn’t bother me. His sexual history is very limited and I am looking forward to changing that for him this week. We plan to meet briefly to get acquainted on day one, then if things go well he will return the following morning and we will spend the next two days locked in that hotel room.
As soon as we meet, he holds me close to him and kisses me briefly. As the bar is closed, we decide to go up to my room to drink some of the wine he has brought. This is dangerous territory we are entering. Once upstairs we chat a bit and I turn on music while he opens the wine. As soon as I turn around he has me in his arms and we are kissing. I feel his erection pressing against me and grind my hips into his. His mouth is soft and warm and the persistence of his kiss is making me wet. He begins to back me across the room and onto the bed where he lays me down and lowers himself onto me. We neck like teenagers for a bit and when we pull each other’s shirts off the touch of his bare skin on mine burns me like fire and I moan softly. So much for waiting until the next day.
The first time we have sex is tender and gentle, yet we both feel a sense of urgency that presses us forward quickly. I have been thinking about having him inside of me for weeks and I am done waiting. He enters me and we both take a breath and pause. Once we begin to move I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him against me tightly. He knows that I like hard nipple stimulation and firmly pinches and sucks on them while fucking me. My first orgasm comes quickly and leaves me breathless. He thrusts harder against me and tells me that he is cumming. I think to myself “this is really happening”
I am dumbfounded to learn that this man has never had a blow job. This fact has made the trip a mission of mercy and I hope to rectify this sad situation. Once we recover from round one, I lay him back on the bed and ask if he is ready for me to blow…his mind. Feeling him quiver beneath me, I run my tongue down his torso to his thighs, then start my way back up by way of his balls. I make small flicks around them before taking them entirely into my mouth while my hand is starting to caress his cock. I look up at his stunned face and slowly run the flat of my tongue up his shaft, ending with a deliberate flick across the tip where moisture is forming. I hear a sharp intake of breath and smile while I continue licking him, then slipping him between open lips into my mouth. Once inside I slowly…slowly…slide him all the way across my tongue to the back of my throat. I pause so we can both get used to this feeling, then give a firm suck while sliding him back out. I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock and proceed to repeat what I just did, increasing the speed and intensity until I hear him start to moan and gasp. He reaches between my legs which are near his shoulder and spreads my thighs. I feel his mouth on me, his tongue penetrating me while I take him into my mouth again and again, until his whole body tenses and with a groan he cums and I swallow down whatever isn’t dripping out onto my chin and neck. Judging by his expression and lack of coherent speech for some time after this, it would appear that he is now a fan of oral sex.
The rest of the weekend is a blur of sucking, fucking and orgasms. At one point we decide to call my husband and let him know what is going on. My new boyfriend places the call and tells Husband that I can’t talk because my mouth is full. He then puts the phone down next to us and proceeds to lick me to one orgasm then fuck me to another one while we hear my husband breathing heavily on the other end of the phone. At one point he tells me to kneel in front of the mirror at the end of our bed so he can see my face while he takes me from behind. He begins fucking me, then slides a finger into my ass which makes me moan in pleasure. I particularly enjoy this and can’t resist reaching between my legs to rub my clit while I look at him in the mirror. Knowing that my husband is listening to this makes me insanely horny and I cum hard for him. It makes me smile to know that we caught him at a friend’s house so he can’t even masturbate while he listens. I know this will be beautiful agony for him and look forward to his reaction when I get home.
Since the phone call went so well, the next day we decide to place a video call on Skype. Husband answers to see me sitting on my lover’s lap while one of his hands lazily fondles my breast as he kisses my neck. I explain that we’ve been having quite a wonderful time together and felt sorry for him being left home all alone. The two guys start talking a little about how wonderful I am (can’t help but love that!), then I explain that they will have to continue talking amongst themselves because there’s something I want to do. I come off my lover’s lap, kiss him hard then look into the camera while I slide down his chest and take his cock into my mouth. I love knowing that Husband is now watching me suck on another man and feel wetness dripping down my thigh. Truthfully, I have no idea what they are talking about, but I eventually decide not to finish this job while online. I come up and show the camera my wet lips and chin before kissing my lover and explaining that we are hanging up now because I want to be able to focus solely on him for now. Husband will have me all to himself in a few days but for now I belong to this beautiful man.
The sex during this trip was amazing. I genuinely like my new lover and hope to have a long, long relationship with him. Tormenting my husband was delightful fun, and the welcome I got once home was indeed memorable. But I think that one of the most delicious things about this experience was being a woman who did nothing for four days but prepare, wait for and have sex with a man who desired me. For weeks prior, my husband would oil my entire body daily so that it would be soft for my lover. I was waxed and manicured, bathed and moisturized, all in preparation for the pleasure of this new man. I never left my hotel room during my visit, wearing only the silk robe I bought for the occasion and thought of nothing but the time when he would return to give and take pleasure from me in whatever way he wanted to.
Prologue
Before he left for the final time, my lover decided to leave a couple of marks on me for my husband to find when I got home. In addition to a hickey on my breast and one on my ass, he wrote a little message to my husband with a permanent marker on the inside of my thigh. He also made sure to send me home full of his cum and wearing it on my neck and chest. When my husband picked me up he was carrying a dozen long stemmed roses and a “gift bag” containing the following: vitamin water, Tylenol, lube, massage oil, energy drink, and an ice pack. He said I should plan on needing all of them before the night was over. He drove me to a hotel near the airport and once my clothes were off held me up against a wall and inspected every inch of my skin for signs of my lover. He found many.
The sex that followed left me exhausted, satisfied and a little sore. Knowing that I’d been with another man made my husband aroused beyond belief and he set about “re-claiming” me for his own. He fucked me in every possible position and made sure that he was foremost on my mind that night.
The effects of this trip have been long-term in several ways. I still enjoy daily conversation with my lover, some of it very naughty. Having been together gives our phone sex new dimension and we cannot get enough of each other. My husband is still excited by what transpired and continues to reassure me of how much he loves and wants me, even more now that I have another man in my life. Our hope is that the three of us will someday be able to get together for some friendship and naughty fun, but in the meantime we’ll have to settle for the memory of my amazing experience in Boston.
