Straight Female / 27
I'm a cheater. I've only cheated once in my life and I regret it terribly. I dated through high school and college but never had sex until I met and married my husband. It wasn't some religious thing it's just the way it worked out. I mean I wanted to from the time I was 15 years old but I was never comfortable enough with the guys I was seeing.
My husband was my first and it was on our wedding night. In his case it was a religious thing. He was very serious about his, and my, virginity. We married at 24 after dating for a year and a half. The first time went poorly. I was nervous and he had a lot of trouble maintaining an erection. I wasn't wet and he didn't know to get me wet so the whole thing kinda fizzled out.
We tried again in the morning and it went much better. I snuck off first and texted my best friend and asked for some advice. She told me what to do. I got him to play with my breasts and between my legs and I played with him for a long time. I was already a little wet so I used my saliva to get wetter and once he was erect I grabbed him and put him in myself. I pushed him onto the bed and did it myself from on top. This worked better and he finally climaxed in me. That night we tried again but he wasn't able to.
Since then it's kind of been like that with him sometimes being able to and lots of times not. I've talked with my friends a lot. Some of their husbands have sex with them all the time and others have sex even less than I do. I've tried to be a good wife for him and look nice but most nights he's just not interested. It got to where I was feeling pretty low. He was spending a lot of time out of the house working and with church and business commitments and I was pretty lonely since he doesn't want me to work and we have no children.
He hired a contractor to renovate our kitchen and bathrooms. The guy he hired is a member of our church. He's an old rich guy who basically sends work crews of young guys to the jobs while he drives from place to place checking on them. There was a guy on the crew who came to our house who was in charge I guess. People came and went but he was always there. He did a lot of the work himself. He was a nice guy who had no girlfriend but was cute and sweet. He was also very funny. He liked telling me funny stories which made me laugh.
After a few days, I started thinking about him a lot. Too much really. I scared myself because I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help it. I hung around too much when he was working alone but he didn't seem to mind. I was enjoying the company. After two weeks, the job was almost done and I was very upset. I wanted him to keep coming. He made me feel good when he was there. It was so nice just to talk and laugh with someone.
After the crew was done and gone I was feeling pretty low. I was hurting being all alone again and really missed him. I was so excited when he pulled into my driveway a few days later. I ran and opened the door for him. He said he wanted to look things over to make sure everything was squared away. I followed him around like a puppy dog. When he was in our master bath I felt butterflies in my stomach like I've never felt before. He saw me and asked me if I was alright. I said no and kissed him right on the lips.
I was afraid he'd reject me but instead he kissed me back and held me in his arms. I just melted for him. I wasn't thinking about my husband at all. He scooped me up and laid me down on my bed and started taking his clothes off. I never should have let him but I wanted him to. I wanted to be with him.
Once he was naked he stood looking down at me. He was very muscular and his penis was very very hard. It was much larger than my husband's and was sticking straight up. My husband's never ever did that. He wasn't embarrassed or self-conscious at all. He was giving off an air of confidence that I found irresistible.
He climbed on the bed and started kissing me and removing my clothes. Once I was naked, he kissed me passionately and kissed me all over including my belly button. The whole time we made out I kept feeling his erect penis pressing into me or poking me. He stayed hard the whole time.
He kissed his way down between my legs, opened them and kissed and licked me down there. He was the first man to do that to me. I'd never felt anything more pleasurable in my entire life. He did it for a long time and I finally had my first orgasm. I wasn't sure what was really happening because how slowly it came on but once it was there it was unreal. It was this strong intense feeling of release that just left me drained and so content.
After he did that he chuckled and asked how it was. I sounded silly telling him how wonderful he was. He realized he was the first to do it and looked proud to have done so. He told me he thought I was beautiful and said he'd wanted me since the first time we met. I confessed to wanting him. He put his penis inside me and made love to me nice and gentle at first then fast and hard til he climaxed. He was so different than my husband. He slid right in, he filled me and I could feel him in the depth of my vagina. He changed his pace and stayed extremely hard the whole time and talked dirty to me and gave me sweet compliments until I felt another climax coming. This time once it started it came on very fast. He could tell because he asked me if I was going to "cum". I said ah huh and he went really really fast until I did then he did too. He made a lot of noise went he climaxed and thrashed around a bit with his penis still inside.
Afterward he was still very nice, kissing and cuddling with me and just holding me. I never wanted him to let him go. When he finally drove away from me I was heart broken. I cried not only because I was alone again but because I had not only broken my wedding vows but I had given them to the wrong man. I never should have got close to this man I can't have. I should have honored my vows. I don't know how I'll ever get over him.
My husband was my first and it was on our wedding night. In his case it was a religious thing. He was very serious about his, and my, virginity. We married at 24 after dating for a year and a half. The first time went poorly. I was nervous and he had a lot of trouble maintaining an erection. I wasn't wet and he didn't know to get me wet so the whole thing kinda fizzled out.
We tried again in the morning and it went much better. I snuck off first and texted my best friend and asked for some advice. She told me what to do. I got him to play with my breasts and between my legs and I played with him for a long time. I was already a little wet so I used my saliva to get wetter and once he was erect I grabbed him and put him in myself. I pushed him onto the bed and did it myself from on top. This worked better and he finally climaxed in me. That night we tried again but he wasn't able to.
Since then it's kind of been like that with him sometimes being able to and lots of times not. I've talked with my friends a lot. Some of their husbands have sex with them all the time and others have sex even less than I do. I've tried to be a good wife for him and look nice but most nights he's just not interested. It got to where I was feeling pretty low. He was spending a lot of time out of the house working and with church and business commitments and I was pretty lonely since he doesn't want me to work and we have no children.
He hired a contractor to renovate our kitchen and bathrooms. The guy he hired is a member of our church. He's an old rich guy who basically sends work crews of young guys to the jobs while he drives from place to place checking on them. There was a guy on the crew who came to our house who was in charge I guess. People came and went but he was always there. He did a lot of the work himself. He was a nice guy who had no girlfriend but was cute and sweet. He was also very funny. He liked telling me funny stories which made me laugh.
After a few days, I started thinking about him a lot. Too much really. I scared myself because I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help it. I hung around too much when he was working alone but he didn't seem to mind. I was enjoying the company. After two weeks, the job was almost done and I was very upset. I wanted him to keep coming. He made me feel good when he was there. It was so nice just to talk and laugh with someone.
After the crew was done and gone I was feeling pretty low. I was hurting being all alone again and really missed him. I was so excited when he pulled into my driveway a few days later. I ran and opened the door for him. He said he wanted to look things over to make sure everything was squared away. I followed him around like a puppy dog. When he was in our master bath I felt butterflies in my stomach like I've never felt before. He saw me and asked me if I was alright. I said no and kissed him right on the lips.
I was afraid he'd reject me but instead he kissed me back and held me in his arms. I just melted for him. I wasn't thinking about my husband at all. He scooped me up and laid me down on my bed and started taking his clothes off. I never should have let him but I wanted him to. I wanted to be with him.
Once he was naked he stood looking down at me. He was very muscular and his penis was very very hard. It was much larger than my husband's and was sticking straight up. My husband's never ever did that. He wasn't embarrassed or self-conscious at all. He was giving off an air of confidence that I found irresistible.
He climbed on the bed and started kissing me and removing my clothes. Once I was naked, he kissed me passionately and kissed me all over including my belly button. The whole time we made out I kept feeling his erect penis pressing into me or poking me. He stayed hard the whole time.
He kissed his way down between my legs, opened them and kissed and licked me down there. He was the first man to do that to me. I'd never felt anything more pleasurable in my entire life. He did it for a long time and I finally had my first orgasm. I wasn't sure what was really happening because how slowly it came on but once it was there it was unreal. It was this strong intense feeling of release that just left me drained and so content.
After he did that he chuckled and asked how it was. I sounded silly telling him how wonderful he was. He realized he was the first to do it and looked proud to have done so. He told me he thought I was beautiful and said he'd wanted me since the first time we met. I confessed to wanting him. He put his penis inside me and made love to me nice and gentle at first then fast and hard til he climaxed. He was so different than my husband. He slid right in, he filled me and I could feel him in the depth of my vagina. He changed his pace and stayed extremely hard the whole time and talked dirty to me and gave me sweet compliments until I felt another climax coming. This time once it started it came on very fast. He could tell because he asked me if I was going to "cum". I said ah huh and he went really really fast until I did then he did too. He made a lot of noise went he climaxed and thrashed around a bit with his penis still inside.
Afterward he was still very nice, kissing and cuddling with me and just holding me. I never wanted him to let him go. When he finally drove away from me I was heart broken. I cried not only because I was alone again but because I had not only broken my wedding vows but I had given them to the wrong man. I never should have got close to this man I can't have. I should have honored my vows. I don't know how I'll ever get over him.
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