Four years ago my husband had an accident which meant he could no longer get an erection naturally. We tried everything on the market to help us have regular normal sex, aswell as having lots of fore play and using sex toys (dildo's). But unfortunately nothing seemed to work. We still have sex occasionally, but it's mainly oral and he hardly ever cums now. In January this year my husband took a new position in his company, which took him away from home, sometimes a week at a time. He hated the fact I'd be on my own (we don't have kids) so asked one of his friends Mark if he would check in on me from time to time. I knew nothing of it until he showed up one evening, and at first I thought my husband was checking up on me. The second time he called by my husband had not long left on a four day trip. I was about to get in the shower with one of my dildo's, having a little me time and giving myself some horny fun. Sat chatting to Mark in the kitchen with just a bath robe on, I was still horny and very frustrated. The conversation suddenly changed after an hour drinking coffee from the mundane how are you, do want or need anything, to a straight out obvious sexual one as Mark asked me if I liked men with big cocks. To say I was surprised is understating it, but it didn't stop me answering when I told him, what hetro woman doesn't like a handsome man with a big cock. There was only one place this was going and I was quite prepared to see if Mark matched up to his statement. Opening my robe to reveal my slim naked body, Mark followed suit and stripped right there in our kitchen. He wasn't bragging about nothing either and as his boxers came off, I got my first real sight (not in a porn movie) of a man with a nine and half inch thick cock. For the first time in four years I took an erect fully functioning cock into my mouth and loved every inch of it, as he slid it over my tongue, fucking my mouth. The next three hours was for me, a sexual feast of sucking cock, being licked out and most satisfying for me, taking Marks wonderfully thick long cock up my pussy and ass. We fucked in the kitchen, on the stiars on our way up to the bedroom. The bedroom floor and bed and finally in the shower as the clock rolled past midnight. There wasn't any love in the sex. It was simply what it was, and that was two adults getting and having as much horny fucking as they could. By the time Mark walked out of our house, I'd taken three loads of his beautiful cum inside me and he'd had me orgasming countlees times with his amazing big cock. Every week afterwards when my husband was away, Mark and I would fuck each other in increasingly longer sessions. Each time I would experience different ways of geting him to fuck me and each time it became a multi orgasmic pleasure.
June 8th...We'd been having sex and both Mark and I were litterally fucked. We fell asleep together and for the first time Mark and I woke together in the morning (He'd always gone home the night before) Not wanting to waist his morning glory, I mounted him and was slowly taking his cock deep inside my pussy, when the bedroom door opened. My husband was stood there. Panicking I jumped up and cringed behind Mark as he sat up. In a very sureal an surprising way, Mark looked at my husband and said "Hi, you're back early, I'll grab a shower and leave you two guys to chat". Leaning over Mark kissed me, at the same time he put a hand to my pussy, stroked it and then put his hand to his mouth, licking it. I stared at my husband and Marks naked body as he passed my husband in total disbelief. Sitting down on the end of the bed my husband startred talking. It took him a second attempt to get my attention as I was still freaked out.
When my husband finished talking I understood why there hadn't been any anger or fighting. I also knew the man in front of me truely loved me with all his heart. In all the time myself and Mark had been fucking one another I still found time to get pleasure with and from my husband and I was still deeply and passionately in love with him. Mark was and still is my lover, that's it. It's purely sexual and we both get what we want from each others bodies. I do have a soft spot for Mark, but it isn't love. My husband had set it all up with Mark and had known his wife was fucking him. I know until I found out about Mark and my husband arranging the whole thing, I was cheating and the reason I've put this confession in "My cheating heart". The fact is the whole time I never stopped loving my husband and would give Mark up in a heart beat, if my husband wanted me to.