I was on a cruise with my girlfriends. I kept bumping into this extremely attractive tall black man, we had talked, you know the kind of small talk that travelers share. He was recently divorced and was treating himself to a vacation to get his mind off things, I told him that I was married but my husband couldn't make the trip so I was with friends.
Well after about five days out we bumped into each other at one of those bars that had music and dancing, he commented that he hadn't been drinking and dancing for a long time and asked if I wanted to dance, of course I agreed as I love to dance and had enough alcohol in me that I was losing my inhibitions and rearing to go. I or should I say we were having a great time. I was beginning to feel this chemistry develop between us, on several of the slow dances I leaned in close and could feel him getting an erection and he was causally letting his hands touch mu bum.
We were both calling it a night, I felt sort of disappointed that he hadn't given me any signs as I had really gotten excited. I was going to give him a peck on the check, but being a little unsteady ending up kissing him on the lips. My heart skipped a beat as he didn't pull away but gently kissed back. His tongue touched my lips, I hugged him tighter as my knees felt weak and explored him with my tongue. It seem to last forever, I knew that I shouldn't be doing this but drinks and excitement clouded all of that out. He paused and held me away so he could look at me and asked if I was sure I wanted to do this. I hoarsely answered yes and we went back to his cabin hugging and kissing like a couple of teenagers all of the way.
I was so worked up that I was ready for him to rip my clothes and jump me, but he proceeded slowly. We stood there kissing and his hands wandered all over my body. He undressed me, cupping my breasts and kissing them, then his hand started to explore my pussy, his touch was gentle and very experienced, as they quickly found all of the right places. I attempted to undo his trousers but couldn't concentrate on the task as body rhythmically reacted to his magic fingers. I began to pant, as I felt the warmth radiate. I heard my self moan and wet sloppy sound as he moved his fingers faster and faster, it made me all the more excited and I orgasmed.
He picked me up and laid me on the bed, I wanted him more than ever but he began to give me oral and he was great at that too, I was aggressively thrusting my hip into his face and I came again. He laid along side of me and I surprised myself by kissing him, I never kissed my husband after oral, but it seemed so right and I loved the taste. I began to undress him, I was getting anxious to get at his cock, and when I got to it I wasn't disappointed. It was on the long side, nothing extraordinary, but oh it was thick and it wasn't circumcised, that sort of surprised me as I'd never had one like that. it didn't stop me from kissing, licking stroking it feeling it get harder, cupping his sack. I was fascinated with his foreskin, pulling it back and looking at head of his cock.
He rolled me on my back and lifted my legs up, he entered me slowly, stroking in a little deeper each time. I wrapped my legs around him and kept thrusting back, our paced picked up. Now I usually close my eyes and let my husband go at it but I was getting so turned on by looking at him, his muscles, the intense look on his face, the full feeling in my pussy. I came and that got him cumming and then feeling his cock pulsing inside of me came again.
I had perfected a move when my husband was done and slip out from under him. That was the farthest thought in my mind and I lay under him my hands wandering over that glorious body, his cock still in me, kissing and nuzzling. When he rolled off, we got in a spoon position and relaxed. Then he rolled me over and began to kiss me. I was sort of thinking that he was ready to go again but he wanted to talk. He told me that I was a great lover, that he'd never been with a woman that had so freely given herself, then remarked that my husband must be a lucky man. OUCH, then I felt a twinge of guilt, but then suddenly opened myself about how I felt about my marriage. During that conversation I felt closer to him than I did with my legs apart and that wonderful cock inside me. We talked a bit longer and I was caressing his cock and felt it growing again, I chuckled and asked if he wanted to go again. He smiled and said yes. Then a little brazenly I asked, well more like positioned my self doggie, one of my favorites. He willingly obliged and I reached between my legs to guide him in, he certainly had the routine down slow and steady at fist then building up speed and force. When he came I ground hard against him, wanting to feel each one of his spasms deep inside me.
He recommended that I shower before I leave, so we jumped in the shower. I got a little carried away washing that cock of his and then I gave him a blowjob. He let me take charge, enjoying the pleasure I was giving him, I let him cum in my mouth, and swallowed, another thing that I didn't do but he tasted so good.
We had a few more sessions on that cruise. He realized my situation and was understanding that as much as both of us wanted to spend all of our time together we couldn't. I haven't cheated since, but that does not mean if I was lucky enough to meet a man like that I wouldn't do it again. Also I think that it made my sex life with my husband a lot better, because I leaned that you have to put in if you want something out.