Bi-Sexual Female / 31
Four years ago I did something not long after my husband and I got married. Something I feel guilty about, but also something which at the time was some of, if not the best sex of my life.
We'd moved into a rented apartment, but found it hard to keep our heads above water financially. I knew my husband thought everything was fine, that's because I did all the finances back then. So I knew we were falling further and further behind with our rent, on our very plush apartment. An apartment my husband chose and desperately wanted to live in. (It suited his social status).
It eventually came to a head when the landlord Alan turned up and was about to tell me (My husband was at work) that we only had a few weeks left to pay in full, or we'd be evicted.
The thing was, I knew from the way he checked me out (I'm a good looking slim brunette) he fancied me. Knowing Alan was really checking me out, I without thinking it through at all, let my dress fall a little and saw not only his eyes bulge, but also his cock when my breasts were revealed (I don't wear a bra as my breasts are so firm).
The grin Alan gave me said only one thing, he'd love to fuck me. And ten minuets later that's what he was doing over our long leather sofa. That was after I'd sucked his enormous fat cock to it's full very impressive length. And boy did the fucking go on and on and on. For a man who was forty nine then, Alan didn't half know how to give a woman multiple orgasms. I was cumming all over the place as he pounded me in many many positions. The last orgasm was just before he spurted his cum deep inside my pussy as I rode his cock. Sucking and licking his cock clean afterwards as he spoke to me about our rent, I just grunted my agreement when our landlord said we could pay off the debt in sexual installments.
All of this kind of coincided with my husband getting a much higher salary and I started doing less hours, but a higher paid part time job. It enabled us to easily pay the rent and to live fairly comfortably, but we still owed quite a chunk of rent.
The next day he returned when he saw my husbands car leaving to go to work. There was pretense to what we were going to do, so instead of fucking in our lounge, I took Alan into our bed and had an amazing time over about three hours. We did everything sexually together over those three hours. Hours in which I learned I could take a large thick cock up my asshole, and learn to enjoy the awesome orgasms his beautiful cock eventually gave me.
Then over a period of about eight months at least twice a week Alan would visit our apartment and we'd have such wonderful times having the most dirty and fun sex of my life. What stopped our liaisons was my husband being promoted and us moving out.
From then on I worked incredibly hard at my marriage. And in lots of ways tried to repay my husband for what I'd done. I literally would do anything he wanted, which lead to some extremely horny times sexually. I one time shared a bed with him and a very attractive woman I knew, and also took part in a threesome he arranged with a colleague of his. It was disappointing for me as both men were drunk, but I had both men fuck me in all my holes all the same.
Even now, I'll do anything he wants sexually to make sure he's happy. But there's now a huge fly in the ointment. Six weeks ago we got a new neighbor move in across the street from us.
Alan had split up from his wife and got divorced. And had bought a smallish place directly across from us. We met a few days after he moved in, and although I have been sorely tempted to have him fuck me again, especially when he invited me around for sex last week, I haven't yet succumbed to his advances. Alan's just as fit as he ever was and knowing Alan he's still just as much of a horny bastard too, but I promised myself I'd be good for and to my husband. It's just getting harder and harder to say no to someone who I know would pound me to some awesome orgasms with his much larger cock.
We'd moved into a rented apartment, but found it hard to keep our heads above water financially. I knew my husband thought everything was fine, that's because I did all the finances back then. So I knew we were falling further and further behind with our rent, on our very plush apartment. An apartment my husband chose and desperately wanted to live in. (It suited his social status).
It eventually came to a head when the landlord Alan turned up and was about to tell me (My husband was at work) that we only had a few weeks left to pay in full, or we'd be evicted.
The thing was, I knew from the way he checked me out (I'm a good looking slim brunette) he fancied me. Knowing Alan was really checking me out, I without thinking it through at all, let my dress fall a little and saw not only his eyes bulge, but also his cock when my breasts were revealed (I don't wear a bra as my breasts are so firm).
The grin Alan gave me said only one thing, he'd love to fuck me. And ten minuets later that's what he was doing over our long leather sofa. That was after I'd sucked his enormous fat cock to it's full very impressive length. And boy did the fucking go on and on and on. For a man who was forty nine then, Alan didn't half know how to give a woman multiple orgasms. I was cumming all over the place as he pounded me in many many positions. The last orgasm was just before he spurted his cum deep inside my pussy as I rode his cock. Sucking and licking his cock clean afterwards as he spoke to me about our rent, I just grunted my agreement when our landlord said we could pay off the debt in sexual installments.
All of this kind of coincided with my husband getting a much higher salary and I started doing less hours, but a higher paid part time job. It enabled us to easily pay the rent and to live fairly comfortably, but we still owed quite a chunk of rent.
The next day he returned when he saw my husbands car leaving to go to work. There was pretense to what we were going to do, so instead of fucking in our lounge, I took Alan into our bed and had an amazing time over about three hours. We did everything sexually together over those three hours. Hours in which I learned I could take a large thick cock up my asshole, and learn to enjoy the awesome orgasms his beautiful cock eventually gave me.
Then over a period of about eight months at least twice a week Alan would visit our apartment and we'd have such wonderful times having the most dirty and fun sex of my life. What stopped our liaisons was my husband being promoted and us moving out.
From then on I worked incredibly hard at my marriage. And in lots of ways tried to repay my husband for what I'd done. I literally would do anything he wanted, which lead to some extremely horny times sexually. I one time shared a bed with him and a very attractive woman I knew, and also took part in a threesome he arranged with a colleague of his. It was disappointing for me as both men were drunk, but I had both men fuck me in all my holes all the same.
Even now, I'll do anything he wants sexually to make sure he's happy. But there's now a huge fly in the ointment. Six weeks ago we got a new neighbor move in across the street from us.
Alan had split up from his wife and got divorced. And had bought a smallish place directly across from us. We met a few days after he moved in, and although I have been sorely tempted to have him fuck me again, especially when he invited me around for sex last week, I haven't yet succumbed to his advances. Alan's just as fit as he ever was and knowing Alan he's still just as much of a horny bastard too, but I promised myself I'd be good for and to my husband. It's just getting harder and harder to say no to someone who I know would pound me to some awesome orgasms with his much larger cock.
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