I Forgot What I Was Missing
Quick backstory, my husband had 1000 times the sexual experiences than I had when we met. Before we ever got married he convinced me to have more adventures, with men. My first ever threesome, of all flavors as they say. Every mix of letters that includes at least one female. You know mfm,mff, fff. I check women off my sexual list quickly, I did fuck a couple several times, she licked me, but I did it for the dick.
Heading into 2020 I was having sex with other men regularly. I had 2 regular guys that my husband joined in with. One of them filled the Bull role in our cuckold play. My hubby likes pies. You know what I mean. The other was a hot wife kinda thing, hubby and a friend fucked me in all holes, every combination. And then I had Anthony, former professional athlete, a couple years older than me, a wonderful cock. He was my fuck date guy. Although initially we met him and had a threesome, then my hubby just watched me fuck until it turned into, like I said fuck dates. We had dinner, a couple drinks, listened to live music had a slow dance from time to time. He made me feel wanted, hard cock pressing into my body kinda guy. Immune from work, bills, family emergency shit. We would make out in his car, I sucked his cock in our Uber, with permission from a very interested driver BTW.. oh, oh. The driver ended up giving me his number and I fucked him as my husband watched. Anthony was married but he had an unusual job, I’ll leave those details out. He came to a city close to where we live several times a month and he had a hotel room.
I guess I should go back and change “quick” back story. My husband is my best friend. We make love, have passion for each other and we enjoy long lovemaking sessions. Anthony came close, we did kiss, we had sex then would lay naked, have a round 2 or more if I was spending the night. The rest, all the other people I fucked was only sex, sometimes rough, sometimes kinky, sometimes really kinky… lol. Sport fucking.
I’m a RN, we know what happened in 2020. The pause in our society just so happened to take Anthony’s visits away. I met one guy after a 12 hour shift, I met him at his office I sucked his cock and before he fucked me he came. The effort became more than the reward. I settled into lovemaking sessions with my husband. When things got back to normal my husband asked me if I wanted to add another guy to our weekend, I told him not this weekend but maybe next. “Next” weekend turned into 4 years.
Funny how what feels normal, given some time turns into something else. My hubby and I added a few other hobbies coming out of the shutdown. We bought a RV, no upside down pineapple for our doormat. Kayaks e-bikes and other filled our lives instead of extra cocks filling me.
Over the last 18 months or so we talked about adding another guy into the bed. We just never went through with it. Last summer I returned to my home town for my high school reunion. Hubby went with me but he wasn’t bursting with excitement to join the celebration. So after the classmates only social on Friday night, no spouses; he wasn’t too upset when I proposed going to the Saturday night reunion by myself.why the change, I bumped into my HS crush. His wife didn’t come to town and I lied saying I wasn’t sure if my husband would be making it either. We kissed and talked about me staying the night at his hotel room. I was so nervous, so excited, have you ever built something up so much it was setting the stage for a let down? Well, David, my crush drank too much and with all my efforts, he fell asleep on the bed as I stroked and shamelessly took his limp cock in my mouth. Lucky for me, our room was in the same hotel. My walk of shame was two partial hallways and a ride in the elevator.
That kinda what brings me to today, Monday evening. I met a new guy this weekend, like we started this fun my hubby was with me. Designed driver, he set up the guy, the place, the hotel and ran security. It almost didn’t work out, like a lot of times the first guy backed out with 3 hours left before we were to meet at the local casino for a drink. Hubby texted backup guy and he was able to make it, but was going to be a few hours later. I texted him while we were waiting, I went from should I do this to, mmm your cock looks fuckable. After drinks and a few songs from the band we end up in the room. I didn’t wear much, an animal print silk nighty , tucked into blue jeans like a shirt, no bra, no panties. In the room we kissed off came my jeans and my body was his. We were on the couch at this point. I leaned over and sucked his cock, almost forgetting to make eye contact with my husband as Steve’s cock slid past my lips. It came rushing back to me. I sat on his cock and came almost immediately. I asked him to get behind me, he fucked me like he paid for the pussy. We finished missionary kissing and looking into his eyes asking him to fill my married pussy.
