Straight Female / 47
I Cheated On My Husband
About 5 years ago I had to attend a work event that required a few days stay in a hotel. I was there with a male colleague who was in his mid 20s and the company put us all up in our own hotel rooms. In the evening I dropped into my colleague’s room as we were going to go out for food. He was still getting ready and was just out of the shower, he came into the room to get some boxer shorts which he quickly put on, but not before, well let’s just say I saw everything. I was a little shocked at how open he was but I didn’t say anything as I didn’t want to appear like an old prude.
His penis was big, there was no not looking at it, it was long and thick and swung when we walked. With his boxer shorts on the shaft was easily visible. My husband is decently-endowed but not like this, I’d never seen a penis that big in real life. After I’d gotten over the shock of my workmate showing me everything I just filed it away in my mind as a little treat for me.
On the final evening we were having drinks together as a group and Dutch courage got the best of me and my colleague and I were flirting a little. He asked if I enjoyed seeing his package and I said that I did, that it was quite impressive. He asked if he was bigger than my husband and I confessed that he was. I was wearing a knee-length skirt and he put his hand on my leg and slowly moved it up a few inches above my knee. I let him, but added that there were probably girls closer to his age he could probably hook up with, but he said he’d always found me attractive. I told him it was a work conference so I hadn’t packed any lingerie and hadn’t tended my garden, besides I was married. He took my hand under the table and placed it on his crotch and again I found myself letting him. In fact I even gripped him and ran my fingers along his bulge, my pussy was even starting to tingle.
“Let’s go to my room” he said, but I said no, I couldn’t, but I didn’t stop him when he took me by the hand and we left the bar area. We were soon in his room and he lay on the bed. I took my tights and frumpy knickers down under my skirt, then I undid his trousers and pulled them and his boxers down to his knees. His cock was hard and sprang out. I got on top and angled his head to the entrance of my pussy and sat back onto him as deep as I could take it in. It slid in easily as I was already wet and it felt amazing. I slowly bounced up and down on him, just using his hard cock while I rubbed on my clit. I kept my eyes closed to focus on the sensation of being filled and stretched by this eager young dick, in my mind it was just like riding a dildo but so much better, and I was able to bring myself to orgasm, gripping his shaft tight as my pussy convulsed along with my body.
Orgasm over I got off of him but he positioned me in doggy style on the bed, lifted my skirt and slid himself back in from behind. I gripped onto the headboard as he fucked me, driving his cock into my wet, hairy pussy until he came himself, filling me with cum which ran out and down my legs when he withdrew.
I went to the bathroom to clean up and we returned to the bar, hoping no-one noticed I was no longer wearing tights, and of course only myself and he knew I was also no longer wearing knickers. We mingled with other people and chatted, them oblivious to the fact that I had just taken the biggest dick I've ever had.
The next morning I was filled with shame, but also conflict. I had to resolve that I had effectively cheated on my husband, but it wasn’t an emotional cheat, I just wanted to experience a larger penis. We hadn’t kissed and he hadn’t really even seen me naked. I’d gladly never see him again either but I knew we’d have to work together so I had to get over it. I waited for him in the hotel lobby and we checked out and he seemed perfectly normal like nothing had even happened which made me feel a little better. Until he passed me a plastic bag that had my tights and knickers in which I quickly stuffed in my luggage, my face burning red.
I’d never cheated before and haven’t since, I still have a good sex life with my husband, maybe even better as admit the whole thing at least gave me a new sexual confidence I didn’t have before. My husband has even remarked on it, little does he know where it comes from.
His penis was big, there was no not looking at it, it was long and thick and swung when we walked. With his boxer shorts on the shaft was easily visible. My husband is decently-endowed but not like this, I’d never seen a penis that big in real life. After I’d gotten over the shock of my workmate showing me everything I just filed it away in my mind as a little treat for me.
On the final evening we were having drinks together as a group and Dutch courage got the best of me and my colleague and I were flirting a little. He asked if I enjoyed seeing his package and I said that I did, that it was quite impressive. He asked if he was bigger than my husband and I confessed that he was. I was wearing a knee-length skirt and he put his hand on my leg and slowly moved it up a few inches above my knee. I let him, but added that there were probably girls closer to his age he could probably hook up with, but he said he’d always found me attractive. I told him it was a work conference so I hadn’t packed any lingerie and hadn’t tended my garden, besides I was married. He took my hand under the table and placed it on his crotch and again I found myself letting him. In fact I even gripped him and ran my fingers along his bulge, my pussy was even starting to tingle.
“Let’s go to my room” he said, but I said no, I couldn’t, but I didn’t stop him when he took me by the hand and we left the bar area. We were soon in his room and he lay on the bed. I took my tights and frumpy knickers down under my skirt, then I undid his trousers and pulled them and his boxers down to his knees. His cock was hard and sprang out. I got on top and angled his head to the entrance of my pussy and sat back onto him as deep as I could take it in. It slid in easily as I was already wet and it felt amazing. I slowly bounced up and down on him, just using his hard cock while I rubbed on my clit. I kept my eyes closed to focus on the sensation of being filled and stretched by this eager young dick, in my mind it was just like riding a dildo but so much better, and I was able to bring myself to orgasm, gripping his shaft tight as my pussy convulsed along with my body.
Orgasm over I got off of him but he positioned me in doggy style on the bed, lifted my skirt and slid himself back in from behind. I gripped onto the headboard as he fucked me, driving his cock into my wet, hairy pussy until he came himself, filling me with cum which ran out and down my legs when he withdrew.
I went to the bathroom to clean up and we returned to the bar, hoping no-one noticed I was no longer wearing tights, and of course only myself and he knew I was also no longer wearing knickers. We mingled with other people and chatted, them oblivious to the fact that I had just taken the biggest dick I've ever had.
The next morning I was filled with shame, but also conflict. I had to resolve that I had effectively cheated on my husband, but it wasn’t an emotional cheat, I just wanted to experience a larger penis. We hadn’t kissed and he hadn’t really even seen me naked. I’d gladly never see him again either but I knew we’d have to work together so I had to get over it. I waited for him in the hotel lobby and we checked out and he seemed perfectly normal like nothing had even happened which made me feel a little better. Until he passed me a plastic bag that had my tights and knickers in which I quickly stuffed in my luggage, my face burning red.
I’d never cheated before and haven’t since, I still have a good sex life with my husband, maybe even better as admit the whole thing at least gave me a new sexual confidence I didn’t have before. My husband has even remarked on it, little does he know where it comes from.
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