Straight Female / 50
I just turned 50. I met my husband at 16 married him at 22. The only truly sexual thing I did with another man before I got married was during a long summer visit to see family when I 18. My future hubby was back home and I was hanging with older guys and girls a lot. I was drinking with them regularly and a 24 year old guy showed me attention. Eventually, we made out a lot and he ate me and fingered me and gave me really good orgasms. Then he took my virginity. I felt terrible but I still had sex with him several more times. Then we finally went home. I felt so guilty but I knew my boyfriend would never know. How could he? But he did. He knew something was up. He was so happy to see me at first. Before I had left, we came close to having sex and I promised him I'd be ready when I got back. Then I didn't want to. I felt shitty and I was convinced he'd know I wasn't a virgin anymore. He was obviously very hurt and suspicious, then he heard a friend make mention of the "guy from Canada" and his face dropped. I never should have told her. He was so upset for so long but I insisted over and over that the guy just "liked" me and that I never did anything with him. We got passed it, stayed together, finally had sex (yay!) and married. Three kids, all grown now.
When I was 42, my husband became kind of a pervert and my libido went crazy. We watched a lot of porn, went to strip clubs, went to a few swinger clubs (where we just watched). He wanted to know if I regretted not having been with anyone else. I said no I didn't. He asked regularly if I wanted to be with another guy. It brought back the memories of a different man pursuing me, caressing me and fucking me and yeah I finally said I'd like to be with another guy "just once."
Over the next four years, I had sex with 38 different men (may have been more it's actually hard to remember exactly). "Just once" turned into so many one night stands and three ongoing relationships with other men who I had sex with almost constantly. I had more sex in those years than I had combined in my life before that and I loved it. I loved it so much.
At first my husband and I would meet a guy, then my hubby would wait outside in our car while I was inside (mostly hotels) having sex. Soon though I just left him behind, meeting men on my own, spending multiple nights with my regulars, meeting guys for sex in cars, hotel rooms, in public places. And it seemed like I was always with one of my regular guys on the weekends a few hours of sex in the beginning turned to me spending whole weekends with these guys. Even during the week if I was free and one of them said hey can I get some head, I would just go over to give him head.
I told my husband most of what went on sexually, it always seemed to turn him on. But I kept a lot to myself so he wouldn't really know how slutty I really became. Two of my three regulars were very respectful, always treated me well and one of them loved threesomes with women. My husband has no idea I had sex with a multitude of women when I was seeing that guy including several women who lived in his neighborhood (who I would see at the school bus stop when driving to work most mornings) and one woman it turned out I knew from high school which was pretty awkward at first.
The third regular was not as respectful. He was a doctor who was very nice until the sex started then he became very aggressive. He had a big dick he liked to smack my face with and he got off on me being on my knees sucking him. He liked to pull out and cum on my face or force it down my throat. When we fucked he was extremely rough, he would slap my ass, call me names like "slut" and "bitch" and order me to do some degrading things like talk about how much I loved his cock (I did love it) and things like that. I found out he had taken videos of me sucking his dick that he posted on-line. He said you couldn't tell it was me but.... And one day he broached the subject of surprising me with another "black cock." Some guy he knew who had never fucked a white woman before. I didn't object even when he talked about both cumming on my face being his fantasy. I knew he was getting off on degrading me a bit but I was getting off on it too. I was enjoying being treated like that and went along.
So the day came, I went to his house and there was a second guy. He was very excited and aggressive, squeezing my tits and ass and getting me right on my knees. They made me suck them without using my hands. It took forever but eventually they both came on my face like they wanted. They both basically took turns getting sucked the at the end jerked off and came at almost the same time on my face leaving me very messy. It was fun but I felt a little humiliated.
The next time they made me suck them and fuck them. They tossed me all over and beat my p up royally.
This went on once a week for while then one day there were five men there waiting. Without warning me, my friend had a group of guys he knew or met or what ever, all really horny, all excited about fucking a married white woman and all aggressive and they did what guys do. They went so far as to me finding out what it feels like to have two men inside you at the same time (feels pretty damn good). So I loved the sex, more than I can express. My husband was ok with what he knew I was doing. I didn't know then nor do I know now what he enjoyed so much about it but it was what it was.
Towards the end of those years, I started to feel dirty and ashamed after the sex. The more I did, the more dirty I felt. Physically the sex was amazing but inside I didn't feel good about it anymore. And one night when my husband was drunk, he asked me to tell him about the guy I'd fucked all those years before. It had been in the back of his mind all that time and I admitted to making out with the guy and us touching each other but not to the sex. I want my husband believing forever that he was my first.
After that, I slowed down meeting new men and slowed way down with my regulars and one nighte, just before Christmas, I met my favorite regular (the really nice guy), spent the night with him and never met with another guy again. It upset my husband that I stopped because he knew how much I loved the sex (awe) but I was done. It's all memories now and we don't even talk about it because I've made it clear I want to forget it ever happened. So that's my confession. I'm a normal woman who made some sexual mistakes in my life but I'm on the straight and narrow now and forever. Thank you for listening.
When I was 42, my husband became kind of a pervert and my libido went crazy. We watched a lot of porn, went to strip clubs, went to a few swinger clubs (where we just watched). He wanted to know if I regretted not having been with anyone else. I said no I didn't. He asked regularly if I wanted to be with another guy. It brought back the memories of a different man pursuing me, caressing me and fucking me and yeah I finally said I'd like to be with another guy "just once."
Over the next four years, I had sex with 38 different men (may have been more it's actually hard to remember exactly). "Just once" turned into so many one night stands and three ongoing relationships with other men who I had sex with almost constantly. I had more sex in those years than I had combined in my life before that and I loved it. I loved it so much.
At first my husband and I would meet a guy, then my hubby would wait outside in our car while I was inside (mostly hotels) having sex. Soon though I just left him behind, meeting men on my own, spending multiple nights with my regulars, meeting guys for sex in cars, hotel rooms, in public places. And it seemed like I was always with one of my regular guys on the weekends a few hours of sex in the beginning turned to me spending whole weekends with these guys. Even during the week if I was free and one of them said hey can I get some head, I would just go over to give him head.
I told my husband most of what went on sexually, it always seemed to turn him on. But I kept a lot to myself so he wouldn't really know how slutty I really became. Two of my three regulars were very respectful, always treated me well and one of them loved threesomes with women. My husband has no idea I had sex with a multitude of women when I was seeing that guy including several women who lived in his neighborhood (who I would see at the school bus stop when driving to work most mornings) and one woman it turned out I knew from high school which was pretty awkward at first.
The third regular was not as respectful. He was a doctor who was very nice until the sex started then he became very aggressive. He had a big dick he liked to smack my face with and he got off on me being on my knees sucking him. He liked to pull out and cum on my face or force it down my throat. When we fucked he was extremely rough, he would slap my ass, call me names like "slut" and "bitch" and order me to do some degrading things like talk about how much I loved his cock (I did love it) and things like that. I found out he had taken videos of me sucking his dick that he posted on-line. He said you couldn't tell it was me but.... And one day he broached the subject of surprising me with another "black cock." Some guy he knew who had never fucked a white woman before. I didn't object even when he talked about both cumming on my face being his fantasy. I knew he was getting off on degrading me a bit but I was getting off on it too. I was enjoying being treated like that and went along.
So the day came, I went to his house and there was a second guy. He was very excited and aggressive, squeezing my tits and ass and getting me right on my knees. They made me suck them without using my hands. It took forever but eventually they both came on my face like they wanted. They both basically took turns getting sucked the at the end jerked off and came at almost the same time on my face leaving me very messy. It was fun but I felt a little humiliated.
The next time they made me suck them and fuck them. They tossed me all over and beat my p up royally.
This went on once a week for while then one day there were five men there waiting. Without warning me, my friend had a group of guys he knew or met or what ever, all really horny, all excited about fucking a married white woman and all aggressive and they did what guys do. They went so far as to me finding out what it feels like to have two men inside you at the same time (feels pretty damn good). So I loved the sex, more than I can express. My husband was ok with what he knew I was doing. I didn't know then nor do I know now what he enjoyed so much about it but it was what it was.
Towards the end of those years, I started to feel dirty and ashamed after the sex. The more I did, the more dirty I felt. Physically the sex was amazing but inside I didn't feel good about it anymore. And one night when my husband was drunk, he asked me to tell him about the guy I'd fucked all those years before. It had been in the back of his mind all that time and I admitted to making out with the guy and us touching each other but not to the sex. I want my husband believing forever that he was my first.
After that, I slowed down meeting new men and slowed way down with my regulars and one nighte, just before Christmas, I met my favorite regular (the really nice guy), spent the night with him and never met with another guy again. It upset my husband that I stopped because he knew how much I loved the sex (awe) but I was done. It's all memories now and we don't even talk about it because I've made it clear I want to forget it ever happened. So that's my confession. I'm a normal woman who made some sexual mistakes in my life but I'm on the straight and narrow now and forever. Thank you for listening.
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