Straight Female / 33
Cheating Or Doing What He Wanted
If you would have mentioned, asked, or said something about me cheating on my husband, before our recent holiday, I would have laughed. After all we loved each other.
Now a fortnight since our return I cannot stop thinking of Yannis and his beautiful body, his amazing tactile mouth and his gorgeous long hard penis.
And I know some might doubt me, but it initially wasn't my idea.
We'd been out all night and Yannis was about to close our hotels bar, but my husband persuaded him to serve us one last drink. As we drank we both noticed Yannis checking me out, and then my husband came out with this "If you get me one more double (Jack Daniels) my wife will give you a blow job".
I don't know what hurt me more, that my husband would think such a thing, or that he thought I'm just a bloody drink to him.
Either way I was hurt, yet decided to go through with it to call my husband's bluff.
Long story short.
As my husband sat in the bar alone, I took Yannis up to our room and spent an utterly amazing hour or so having my mouth, pussy and arsehole treated to the best sex of my life. By the time I'd had my last orgasm,Yannis had kissed, tongued and devoured both my pussy and arsehole. I genuinely don't think I've had a man worship my body with his mouth more. And as for him fucking me, it was so truly astounding I can clearly remember even now, how full and totally enraptured by his beautiful cock I was.
My husband had never meant for me to go as far as Yannis and I did, yet when I got back to the bar to find my husband asleep in a corner, all I could think about was how and when could Yannis and I have sex again.
Yannis and I went on to have sex several times more, and each time my husband was utterly drunk. Indeed I doubt even now if he could say wether or not I had sex right there in front of him the last time Yannis entered my body.
It was the night before we flew home and Yannis came to our room with a bottle of Jack Daniels. My husband consumed the alcohol, as Yannis once again consumed my pussy and arsehole only a few feet from where my husband sat on the balcony pissed up.
Even when I was moaning loudly, not caring if my husband walked in, did my spouse care to check why. If he had done so, he would have seen his wife being fucked from behind anally, and having multiple orgasms.
It's unlikely we'll go back to the same island, as we always travel to different destinations. Yet I know from now on I'm not going to stay faithful. In fact I've already cheated on my husband back home.
It wasn't the best sex, yet the delivery driver didn't mind fucking a lonely sexually frustrated horny housewife, as I called myself.
Now a fortnight since our return I cannot stop thinking of Yannis and his beautiful body, his amazing tactile mouth and his gorgeous long hard penis.
And I know some might doubt me, but it initially wasn't my idea.
We'd been out all night and Yannis was about to close our hotels bar, but my husband persuaded him to serve us one last drink. As we drank we both noticed Yannis checking me out, and then my husband came out with this "If you get me one more double (Jack Daniels) my wife will give you a blow job".
I don't know what hurt me more, that my husband would think such a thing, or that he thought I'm just a bloody drink to him.
Either way I was hurt, yet decided to go through with it to call my husband's bluff.
Long story short.
As my husband sat in the bar alone, I took Yannis up to our room and spent an utterly amazing hour or so having my mouth, pussy and arsehole treated to the best sex of my life. By the time I'd had my last orgasm,Yannis had kissed, tongued and devoured both my pussy and arsehole. I genuinely don't think I've had a man worship my body with his mouth more. And as for him fucking me, it was so truly astounding I can clearly remember even now, how full and totally enraptured by his beautiful cock I was.
My husband had never meant for me to go as far as Yannis and I did, yet when I got back to the bar to find my husband asleep in a corner, all I could think about was how and when could Yannis and I have sex again.
Yannis and I went on to have sex several times more, and each time my husband was utterly drunk. Indeed I doubt even now if he could say wether or not I had sex right there in front of him the last time Yannis entered my body.
It was the night before we flew home and Yannis came to our room with a bottle of Jack Daniels. My husband consumed the alcohol, as Yannis once again consumed my pussy and arsehole only a few feet from where my husband sat on the balcony pissed up.
Even when I was moaning loudly, not caring if my husband walked in, did my spouse care to check why. If he had done so, he would have seen his wife being fucked from behind anally, and having multiple orgasms.
It's unlikely we'll go back to the same island, as we always travel to different destinations. Yet I know from now on I'm not going to stay faithful. In fact I've already cheated on my husband back home.
It wasn't the best sex, yet the delivery driver didn't mind fucking a lonely sexually frustrated horny housewife, as I called myself.
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