Straight Female / 34
I honestly wasn't quite sure what to put this tab under as my experience covers several areas. So I just went up with as straight sex confession. I'm mainly posting this for a selfish reason as a confession to get it off my chest. Because I recently cheated on my husband and feel absolutely guilty about it. But have no desire to tell him as I'm quite sure it would end my marriage.
It all started with my going to visit a friend who had moved to Colorado a couple of years ago, and she invited me to come see her. Husband more than welcome to come, but he couldn't get away from work, or choose not to get away from work because he didn't really want to go. I'm not quite sure. But regardless I decided to go. The first couple of nights were normal, we caught up with each other, chatted about all things new and old. Met her new boyfriend. And for the first time in my life smoked pot. I'd never done such a thing before and being that it is legal in Colorado I decided to give it a try. And the first night my mind was blown and I passed out fairly quickly. But I woke up that night feeling the horniest I had ever felt in my life, so I decided to take care of myself.
It wasn't until the next day that she told me how loud I'd been, which made me extremely embarrassed. But she admitted she got extremely horny when high too so it was understandable, and that I had never gotten high before that my reaction was going to be stronger. And that my playing with myself had gotten her boyfriend excited and they had some really good sex that night. She asked me if I wanted to do it again. And I agreed, but in smaller doses so that I wouldn't pass out. Well that is were things got worse, cause even though I did get a little tired I got really really horny. And I ended up doing something I have never done in my sober life. I ended up having sex with another woman. It wasn't as weird and awkward as I expected it to be, but I was high. The experience itself was different, but rather enjoyable. It started on the couch, a simple exchange of words, her confessing about her new life style since moving and meeting up with her new boyfriend. And then asked if I had ever kissed another woman and not told her. I admitted I had not, and she asked if I wanted to try. So I did. It was just a kiss, but it was electrifying, amazing. It was the best kiss of my life. And after a few more kisses, some small talk, we eventually moved to her bedroom where the two of us had an amazing time. She knew just what to do.
It felt like we spent most of the day in bed, but it was barely an hour. An amazing mind blowing hour. But it was the first of many through my week and half there. The first sin of my vacation. A lot happened, but I'll just skip to the next big sin of my vacation.
Agreeing to have sex with her while her boyfriend watched. She said he wouldn't get involved, he would just watch. I should have known that wouldn't happen. After watching for some time she asked if I would mind him joining, only with her, of course. So after some reluctance I agreed, it was exciting to watch. To be apart of, touching her while she was being taken. I was entranced, horny and only got hornier. And when she asked me if I wanted a turn, I knew I should say no, I had the longest conversation in my head about it. A thousand voices screaming at each other. But I was so horny. And I agreed. And it was amazing, each thrust into my body was wonderful, each of her tender touches while he had his way with me only adding to the pleasure. The sex was absolutely fantastic. And I'm ashamed to say it wasn't the only time I ended up having sex with him.
My last day there I don't even think we left the bedroom. It was like a buffet of sex. It was like something out of a porn. But it was mine, all mine.
I didn't even feel guilty until I got home. I don't blame her, or him. I don't blame the drugs. I blame myself. I wouldn't have done it if I really didn't want to. The marijuana just gave me the excuse to do it. I don't care if those who read this believe or not. It isn't for them. It is for me, for me to get it off my chest and hopefully feel a little bit better, even though I'm going to live with this guilt the rest of my life.
It all started with my going to visit a friend who had moved to Colorado a couple of years ago, and she invited me to come see her. Husband more than welcome to come, but he couldn't get away from work, or choose not to get away from work because he didn't really want to go. I'm not quite sure. But regardless I decided to go. The first couple of nights were normal, we caught up with each other, chatted about all things new and old. Met her new boyfriend. And for the first time in my life smoked pot. I'd never done such a thing before and being that it is legal in Colorado I decided to give it a try. And the first night my mind was blown and I passed out fairly quickly. But I woke up that night feeling the horniest I had ever felt in my life, so I decided to take care of myself.
It wasn't until the next day that she told me how loud I'd been, which made me extremely embarrassed. But she admitted she got extremely horny when high too so it was understandable, and that I had never gotten high before that my reaction was going to be stronger. And that my playing with myself had gotten her boyfriend excited and they had some really good sex that night. She asked me if I wanted to do it again. And I agreed, but in smaller doses so that I wouldn't pass out. Well that is were things got worse, cause even though I did get a little tired I got really really horny. And I ended up doing something I have never done in my sober life. I ended up having sex with another woman. It wasn't as weird and awkward as I expected it to be, but I was high. The experience itself was different, but rather enjoyable. It started on the couch, a simple exchange of words, her confessing about her new life style since moving and meeting up with her new boyfriend. And then asked if I had ever kissed another woman and not told her. I admitted I had not, and she asked if I wanted to try. So I did. It was just a kiss, but it was electrifying, amazing. It was the best kiss of my life. And after a few more kisses, some small talk, we eventually moved to her bedroom where the two of us had an amazing time. She knew just what to do.
It felt like we spent most of the day in bed, but it was barely an hour. An amazing mind blowing hour. But it was the first of many through my week and half there. The first sin of my vacation. A lot happened, but I'll just skip to the next big sin of my vacation.
Agreeing to have sex with her while her boyfriend watched. She said he wouldn't get involved, he would just watch. I should have known that wouldn't happen. After watching for some time she asked if I would mind him joining, only with her, of course. So after some reluctance I agreed, it was exciting to watch. To be apart of, touching her while she was being taken. I was entranced, horny and only got hornier. And when she asked me if I wanted a turn, I knew I should say no, I had the longest conversation in my head about it. A thousand voices screaming at each other. But I was so horny. And I agreed. And it was amazing, each thrust into my body was wonderful, each of her tender touches while he had his way with me only adding to the pleasure. The sex was absolutely fantastic. And I'm ashamed to say it wasn't the only time I ended up having sex with him.
My last day there I don't even think we left the bedroom. It was like a buffet of sex. It was like something out of a porn. But it was mine, all mine.
I didn't even feel guilty until I got home. I don't blame her, or him. I don't blame the drugs. I blame myself. I wouldn't have done it if I really didn't want to. The marijuana just gave me the excuse to do it. I don't care if those who read this believe or not. It isn't for them. It is for me, for me to get it off my chest and hopefully feel a little bit better, even though I'm going to live with this guilt the rest of my life.
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