Straight Female / 34
Before anyone says it, I know I'm a total bitch for what I'm doing, but I simply cannot stop.
During my last year in sixth form school, I met a twenty eight year guy called Kevin who was working on the school roof. Because of things I'm not going to go into here, I got chatting to him and soon found I fancied him sexually. I was of the legal age for sex in our country, but when I asked Kevin if he'd take my virginity, he told me he wouldn't as I was too young for him.
We did everything else other than penetrative sex when I badgered him to have sex with me, and I came to learn Kevin was extremely well endowed. Then three days after my seventeenth birthday, he booked us into a hotel.
All throughout our short relationship up to that point, I didn't know Kevin was engaged to be married, but in the hotel room he told me. I suppose looking back he told me to see if I was still interested in him and his luscious cock.
Telling Kevin I'd fallen in love with him, I spent two hours in his company having the most adventurous sex of my short life. And up until five months ago, it still was.
We split up if indeed we were ever together after the hotel. Not because of ourselves, but because my parents moved in less than a week (Debt). Life moved on with my heart broken, and at the age of twenty nine I married the man I'm still wed to. Sex was and sometimes is ok with my husband, but it was and is, no where near the kind of sex I had with my roofer. To the point I often fake orgasms just to have our sexual times together, end.
Then five months ago by pure chance, our roof began to leak and my husband phoned a company who had worked on his businesses roof. Sat at home waiting for the to arrive with my husband at work, I was in total shock when Kevin knocked on our door. We both stood still staring at one another. Neither of us had from what I could tell put an ounce of weight on. I didn't need to ask, and i didn't resist when he stepped inside closed the door and kissed me passionately. Five minutes after he entered our home, I was naked, lay on our marital bed and sucking on Kevin's wonderful cock.
Having his huge cock slide up my pussy as I straddled his slim waist, was just perfect. I couldn't have cared less if my husband had walked in. I just didn't care. I'd been given another chance to be the man I'd cried myself to sleep about so many nights, and I fucked him like it was my last day on earth. It was far better than in the hotel room as we didn't have a time limit, other than my husband coming home seven hours from the time Kevin entered our home. Knowing that once Kevin had cum deep inside my pussy, I asked him if he was in a rush. His response was to get between my long slender legs and lick out his cum from my love hole. We spent the whole day having sex. Not ordinary vanilla sex I have with my husband, but adventurous anything goes sex. Amazing oral sex, unbelievable vaginal sex and my favourite with Kevin's massive cock, anal sex. We fucked on our bed, we fucked on the floor. Stood up as I leaned over the banister rail. I mounted his cock anally in the walk in shower we have and had him fuck me as I made him a sandwich at lunch time.
In all I had six orgasms and had Kevin's cum fill my mouth, pussy and arsehole four times. By the time he'd inspected our roof and was about to leave, I'd had sex and been fucked for over five hours.
The roofing job took an extra week. Again not because of any difficulties, but because myself and Kevin couldn't keep our hands off each other. My husband was shocked at how low the price was, and figured it was because he'd used the same firm which had fixed his businesses roof. I knew better. It was because I'd sucked and fucked Kevin so much, I'd practically paid in kind for the job.
The past five months have been a blur of hidden messages, quick suck and fuck meetings and then occasionally long days of ultra amazing sex with Kevin. Last week we met up at a local beauty spot and had sex over the bonnet of my car. It didn't matter to me a group of hikers walked past as Kevin was fucking my arsehole from behind. Neither did it matter when the heavens opened up and drenched us, just as I climaxed on his gorgeous cock. Maybe I should break off my marriage and seek happiness with Kevin, but just like me he's got a marital family too. If we could just do it, believe me we would. But life isn't as simple as that, is it.
During my last year in sixth form school, I met a twenty eight year guy called Kevin who was working on the school roof. Because of things I'm not going to go into here, I got chatting to him and soon found I fancied him sexually. I was of the legal age for sex in our country, but when I asked Kevin if he'd take my virginity, he told me he wouldn't as I was too young for him.
We did everything else other than penetrative sex when I badgered him to have sex with me, and I came to learn Kevin was extremely well endowed. Then three days after my seventeenth birthday, he booked us into a hotel.
All throughout our short relationship up to that point, I didn't know Kevin was engaged to be married, but in the hotel room he told me. I suppose looking back he told me to see if I was still interested in him and his luscious cock.
Telling Kevin I'd fallen in love with him, I spent two hours in his company having the most adventurous sex of my short life. And up until five months ago, it still was.
We split up if indeed we were ever together after the hotel. Not because of ourselves, but because my parents moved in less than a week (Debt). Life moved on with my heart broken, and at the age of twenty nine I married the man I'm still wed to. Sex was and sometimes is ok with my husband, but it was and is, no where near the kind of sex I had with my roofer. To the point I often fake orgasms just to have our sexual times together, end.
Then five months ago by pure chance, our roof began to leak and my husband phoned a company who had worked on his businesses roof. Sat at home waiting for the to arrive with my husband at work, I was in total shock when Kevin knocked on our door. We both stood still staring at one another. Neither of us had from what I could tell put an ounce of weight on. I didn't need to ask, and i didn't resist when he stepped inside closed the door and kissed me passionately. Five minutes after he entered our home, I was naked, lay on our marital bed and sucking on Kevin's wonderful cock.
Having his huge cock slide up my pussy as I straddled his slim waist, was just perfect. I couldn't have cared less if my husband had walked in. I just didn't care. I'd been given another chance to be the man I'd cried myself to sleep about so many nights, and I fucked him like it was my last day on earth. It was far better than in the hotel room as we didn't have a time limit, other than my husband coming home seven hours from the time Kevin entered our home. Knowing that once Kevin had cum deep inside my pussy, I asked him if he was in a rush. His response was to get between my long slender legs and lick out his cum from my love hole. We spent the whole day having sex. Not ordinary vanilla sex I have with my husband, but adventurous anything goes sex. Amazing oral sex, unbelievable vaginal sex and my favourite with Kevin's massive cock, anal sex. We fucked on our bed, we fucked on the floor. Stood up as I leaned over the banister rail. I mounted his cock anally in the walk in shower we have and had him fuck me as I made him a sandwich at lunch time.
In all I had six orgasms and had Kevin's cum fill my mouth, pussy and arsehole four times. By the time he'd inspected our roof and was about to leave, I'd had sex and been fucked for over five hours.
The roofing job took an extra week. Again not because of any difficulties, but because myself and Kevin couldn't keep our hands off each other. My husband was shocked at how low the price was, and figured it was because he'd used the same firm which had fixed his businesses roof. I knew better. It was because I'd sucked and fucked Kevin so much, I'd practically paid in kind for the job.
The past five months have been a blur of hidden messages, quick suck and fuck meetings and then occasionally long days of ultra amazing sex with Kevin. Last week we met up at a local beauty spot and had sex over the bonnet of my car. It didn't matter to me a group of hikers walked past as Kevin was fucking my arsehole from behind. Neither did it matter when the heavens opened up and drenched us, just as I climaxed on his gorgeous cock. Maybe I should break off my marriage and seek happiness with Kevin, but just like me he's got a marital family too. If we could just do it, believe me we would. But life isn't as simple as that, is it.
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