When I was a teenager I had a boyfriend who was 15 years older than me. What was worse is that he was a criminal who had done time. It was quite a scandal, and lasted for about six months. It came as no surprise to learn he loved anal, and I was happy to oblige, being worried about pregnancy. I thought the pain of childbirth would be greater than a cock in the ass and despite the discomfort I tolerated it pretty well. Gradually I got used to it, even enjoyed it .

I never talked about it; don't know if he ever mentioned it to anyone, so when he left for reasons unknown, probably to escape the consequences of another misdeed I put it all behind me, in a manner of speaking.

I married, led a normal sexual life, bore children, and did well. Off and on over the years I'd have a dildo or vibrator to try out in my anus, in private, and always liked the sensation.

When I hit forty I started to dream about doing it again with a man, but this time for real. Secretly I placed an ad on-line and received a stack of replies. It took months to narrow it down to a few possibilities. In the end I decided to go with a guy, slightly older than me, who admitted he was bi-sexual and had had a fair bit of experience with lady boys, here and overseas.

It was because he seemed so genuine and open, not like many who said 'I'm totally straight, never been with another man but love anal with a woman.' I don't know, that just seemed so false to me.

So, keeping my husband in ignorance, I met him in a coffee shop. I took an instant liking to him. Clean, well dressed, tall, with a soft caring voice, I felt a shiver of delight. He was happy to show me ID, answer any question. Even pointed out his car.

To get to the point, we made arrangements to meet in a motel one afternoon.

And I couldn't wait. I felt excited as I sat in my car, watching him walk to the reception to get a room. I saw which room he went to, but still he texted me the number.

Well, inside I never had so much sex in a long,long while. We did it all, starting with kissing to oral, sex without condoms and then finally the anal. I can't explain what I felt when he finally slid his thick cock so smoothly and expertly into me. He pumped for a good long time and blew inside me. A beautiful climax to a wicked afternoon of happy fun.

So that was how I got back to enjoying some anal once more. Naturally since then there has been other occasions. My husband is still in the dark about my cheating. How long this affair will last I couldn't say but I'm grateful for what I've received so far.

And that's my confession. I felt I had to let some one know my secret. I hope some one will see this.

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