Straight Female / 46
Reverting Back To A Younger Age
My husband and I have always been on the fringes of not making it. 23 years later, somehow, we are still married.
My husband and I are a white, urban, professional couple, with two sons. We are financially stable. We own our brownstone. Our children are both in college. My husband works in banking and I am in the tech industry.
The sexual interaction between each other amounts to a zero - none, never, nada. I use my toys on a daily basis to take the edge off. This has been for years and years. Over the years, however, we have both had our indiscretions.
Before marrying my husband, I fucked a good amount of black guys. To me, they were bigger, rougher, more demanding and could keep up with the needs of my young pussy. When I married my husband, that type of sexual fulfillment died an immediate and quick death.
About six months ago, this desire woke up again. I was out with friends and I told them I was heading home. However, I had set up a date with a black guy I had been chatting with online. The date went well and we found a hotel room. He fucked me like I used to get fucked. Rough, deep, demanding, all night, all with a powerful and large cock. At one point he jack hammered me for so long that I thought he may have broken my pussy. The positions this man had me in made the sex adventurous, fantastic and a reminder to a younger time.
One night recently (maybe a month ago) he and two of his friends fucked me. This was something new for me. I have had more than one cock on the same day, but I never had more than one cock at the same time. Three made my soul catch on fire. Three made me a slut. Three made my pussy, ass and mouth airtight. Three made me gape. The three of them used my body for their pleasure and I willingly gave it all to them.
Since that night, I have lost my way a bit. I have allowed this to happen ten times with these three guys.
I have also been fucked by an old friend and a group of his friends. It was a truly shameful night for me, as these men just used my holes for cumming. I met them at an hourly motel outside the city. The minute I walked in, the sheer amount of naked black men lit my pussy on fire. My clothes were taken off and I was told to get on my knees. At one point I was on the edge of the bed on my back and they pulled a train on me. Basically, I had a cock in my mouth and one waiting, a cock in my pussy or ass and one waiting, as two other guys held my legs up and open for easy access. Seven hours later I went home covered in cum, filled with cum and a truly worthless feeling throughout my body.
I have lied to so many people in the last couple of months about all of this, but I cannot stop. My pussy wants to be twenty again. It craves black cock and the only way to fix it is to find black cock.
I have a meeting planned for Wednesday afternoon (tomorrow) with my old friend a "some of his friends" as he calls it. As I pen this confession, I sit naked in my recliner chair, pummeling my clit and deep fingering my pussy. I have been edging for over six hours. The towel under my asshole is smeared with my juices. My inner thighs are soaked. My hairless pussy glistens with my juices. The room smells like sex. My body is craving a good using. Nobody in my circle knows about any of this. That is what makes this even more intense and naughty. By midday tomorrow, my edged pussy will be uncontrollably ready. I will not allow myself to cum until I can be made to cum by these men. This will be a long nine hours.
My husband and I are a white, urban, professional couple, with two sons. We are financially stable. We own our brownstone. Our children are both in college. My husband works in banking and I am in the tech industry.
The sexual interaction between each other amounts to a zero - none, never, nada. I use my toys on a daily basis to take the edge off. This has been for years and years. Over the years, however, we have both had our indiscretions.
Before marrying my husband, I fucked a good amount of black guys. To me, they were bigger, rougher, more demanding and could keep up with the needs of my young pussy. When I married my husband, that type of sexual fulfillment died an immediate and quick death.
About six months ago, this desire woke up again. I was out with friends and I told them I was heading home. However, I had set up a date with a black guy I had been chatting with online. The date went well and we found a hotel room. He fucked me like I used to get fucked. Rough, deep, demanding, all night, all with a powerful and large cock. At one point he jack hammered me for so long that I thought he may have broken my pussy. The positions this man had me in made the sex adventurous, fantastic and a reminder to a younger time.
One night recently (maybe a month ago) he and two of his friends fucked me. This was something new for me. I have had more than one cock on the same day, but I never had more than one cock at the same time. Three made my soul catch on fire. Three made me a slut. Three made my pussy, ass and mouth airtight. Three made me gape. The three of them used my body for their pleasure and I willingly gave it all to them.
Since that night, I have lost my way a bit. I have allowed this to happen ten times with these three guys.
I have also been fucked by an old friend and a group of his friends. It was a truly shameful night for me, as these men just used my holes for cumming. I met them at an hourly motel outside the city. The minute I walked in, the sheer amount of naked black men lit my pussy on fire. My clothes were taken off and I was told to get on my knees. At one point I was on the edge of the bed on my back and they pulled a train on me. Basically, I had a cock in my mouth and one waiting, a cock in my pussy or ass and one waiting, as two other guys held my legs up and open for easy access. Seven hours later I went home covered in cum, filled with cum and a truly worthless feeling throughout my body.
I have lied to so many people in the last couple of months about all of this, but I cannot stop. My pussy wants to be twenty again. It craves black cock and the only way to fix it is to find black cock.
I have a meeting planned for Wednesday afternoon (tomorrow) with my old friend a "some of his friends" as he calls it. As I pen this confession, I sit naked in my recliner chair, pummeling my clit and deep fingering my pussy. I have been edging for over six hours. The towel under my asshole is smeared with my juices. My inner thighs are soaked. My hairless pussy glistens with my juices. The room smells like sex. My body is craving a good using. Nobody in my circle knows about any of this. That is what makes this even more intense and naughty. By midday tomorrow, my edged pussy will be uncontrollably ready. I will not allow myself to cum until I can be made to cum by these men. This will be a long nine hours.
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