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My name is Louise and I have just been fucked. Yes, I am married and my husband does not know about it yet, but he might soon if I decide to tell him but right now I have to tell someone. I feel so giddy. I am not sorry or ashamed of what I have done. I enjoyed it and will be doing it again in all likelihood. It was so good, my sex-life is up and running again, it is so exciting. I am not seeking anyone’s approval for my actions. I couldn’t care less if you judge me or what that judgment is. I feel like a woman again and I am happy. The guy who has just fucked me and left by the back door is called Terry. He is single and very attractive and at least I am coming clean about what I have done. If I get chance, will do it again next week with the same man. So I hope I get some brownie points for honesty. As I sit here in front of my monitor writing this confession, I can feel a delicious trickle of semen seeping from my pussy into my panties. God, I can hardly suppress a giggle. Aren’t I just wicked? Never done anything like this before and never thought I ever would. You see I am 46 years of age and my husband hasn’t had sex with me for at least six years. So for more than six solid years I haven’t had sex at all. Well, of course that is not strictly true because I have just had sex with a great lover who has just left me all aglow and bubbling, but as far as my husband was concerned, my sex-life ended before I was 40 years of age. I married Tom when I was 18 and sex with him was never the greatest, I didn’t know that then but I do now, but at least I stayed faithful to him, never looked at another man, well not really. All women look at other men but you know what I mean, I would never have thought to have sex with one. Okay there might have been one. Come to think of it maybe two – laugh. We like to see a great body on a man and a lovely tight arse will always get our attention, well it does mine, but that is as far as it goes normally regardless of the fact that Tom has always been a “Wham bam, thank you Ma’am” husband at best and then usually when he was drunk. I honestly believed sex only lasted about ten minutes at most then suddenly even that stopped. He just went cold on me, no explanation. God, just think of it, I have just had sex for a solid hour at least – non stop. I didn’t know I was still so fit. What on earth did he think about me going at it like that? Well he was too so why not me as well? I tried to be understanding about Tom, but gradually all outward signs of affection disappeared. No more kisses before leaving for work or on arriving home, haven’t had any flowers for years. He lays in bed with his back to me and snores like a pig. I am not saying these things to mitigate my actions, I care a fuck what anyone thinks Kurtköy Escort of me. I needed a good seeing to and I have just had one. Half an hour ago I was fucking like there was no tomorrow with a guy who lives a few streets away, who is great to look at, has a fantastic physique and is just exciting to be with and to talk to. He makes me feel good, in fact better than I have ever felt. My husband had been my only lover until today, now I have had a taste of something else and it was fucking amazing. It was a bit disconcerting at first, you know, actually deciding to go ahead with it like that. People call it cheating, or adultery. I call it liberating. God, I felt so exposed to him, so submissive. It has never been me to give in to a man like that and just let him take me. When he told me to open my legs it was like — what? It was like, god he is going to be able to see my complete nakedness. My husband has never wanted to do that really. When I did open my legs for Terry it felt so naughty. I felt like a young girl pulling my knickers down and showing my pussy to a lad, something I had never actually done but some of my friends had. “Cute little cunt Louise,” he said, ginning like a Cheshire-Cat, “and so wet you naughty girl.” I was a naughty girl, wasn’t I? But it did feel deliciously wicked. All this was new to me, a man talking to me like that; I hope he does it again. I keep giggling when I think about it. I have never before felt like this after sex. I feel like a silly schoolgirl. I get so giddy thinking how naughty I have been. Okay, I don’t have the body I once had but my boobs have held up better than most. My legs and thighs have always been a strong point. They looked especially great half an hour ago spread across the bed and my knees bent out with a very attractive young man’s hips jigging between them – giggle. I know, I shouldn’t giggle about it but it is the first time I have ever let go like that and let myself enjoy sex. It was a big leap for me. He made me let go of so many inhibitions at one go. My body was like a playground for him and I was in no mood to stop him having a good time. After all I was having a great time too – giggle. I never thought any man could make me feel so good, so feminine and so confident in myself. I felt like a woman as Terry adored me and my body. Terry has been making it clear for some six months that he would love to shag the arse off me. He is 28 and clearly likes the older woman. Tom and I met Terry at the local pub one Friday night, he sits and talks sport with Tom but his eyes tell the story of what his real motive is and Tom is so thick he couldn’t see it. He certainly had a glint in his eye from the first moment. He has an impish smile that Kurtköy Escort Bayan turns to lecherous when he looks at me. He is cheeky with it and has a wicked sense of humour. I liked him an awful lot but would never have thought of having sex with him, well not actually having sex with him, until Tom made the big mistake of leaving his computer logged on. It is normally password protected. At first I was just going to turn it off, snooping is not my style but my curiosity was ignited. I have reached a stage with my marriage, which at times has been violent and insulting not to say degrading. He actually convinced me that I was not attractive anymore and told me that no man would want to look at me twice. The more he robbed me of my self-esteem the more I became convinced that he was right. What man would ever want me? He wouldn’t think that now if he had seen Terry’s cute hairy arse between my legs about half-an-hour ago and me joining in like I have never done with Tom. Hey, we were both going at it like two people obsessed. I just felt so utterly free to completely express myself, to do as liked with a man. What had I to lose? While he took what he needed he actually encouraged me to get what I needed and after six-years of pent-up desire I took full advantage of the opportunity – boy did I ever – giggle. I really must stop giggling about this but I feel so thoroughly naughty and giddy. I tried to login to Tom’s email account. His password was easy enough to guess. He loves rugby and is mad about the Harlequins so I tried that and Bingo I was in. I was astounded to find out he was cheating on me, exchanging lewd emails with some woman and arranging to meet her. It had been going on for sometime and she had not been the only one. I was gutted. I’m not now. I am positively on fire with excitement. I have had a lovely cock so deep up my pussy for the first time in six years and it was fantastic. It was really wonderful to know that I could still excite a man, a young man, get him very horny and feel his hard erect cock throbbing inside me. God what am I saying? My sister would be so shocked. We have always been so straight laced. Well one of us isn’t so straight laced anymore, laugh. I know what some of you will say, two wrongs don’t make a right, but then Tom will get clean away with it and why should he? Jesus I’ll tell you what though, that Terry got me fucking like I have never fucked before, my arse was going at it ten to the dozen – chuckle. Finding out Tom had been cheating on me led to one unholy row but he had been rumbled and I was starting to reassess my life. I like sex too, I thought. Of course he blamed me for his treachery. If I was more of a woman, if I made myself more attractive, Escort Kurtköy his excuses were endless. I actually loved this man. Hey, let me tell you something really naughty. I had heard the word “cuckold” once on television. I looked it up. It is a man whose wife has had sex with another. Well Tom is one now. Isn’t that delicious? It serves him right, He does not know it but he is one alright. He will be home from work in another two hours. He will just breeze in as normal expecting his dinner on the table. He won’t even know I cuckolded him today. Aren’t I awful thinking like that? No macho husband wants to be a cuckold. When we went to the pub Terry suddenly became much more interesting to me, well he would wouldn’t he? When he went to the bar I followed saying I was going to get some crisps as I stood next to Terry I took the perfect opportunity to nip his gorgeous, tight little arse. He needed no more encouragement. It took a lot of courage on my part to do it. I have seen lovely arses on lots of men but there is a big difference between that and touching. I had thought about how to let him know I was now available and a little nip on his sexy arse seemed a good way to do it. It meant stepping out of my comfort zone and taking a risk to do something that would normally be alien to me no matter how much I might want to do it. But do it I did. I had decided that I had deprived myself of sex in the name of marriage for far too long while my so-called husband was getting his sexual fulfilment fucking other women. What these women saw in him I do not know. I was suddenly seeing him differently, seeing him for what he really was. Terry didn’t hesitate in responding, sneakily sliding his hand onto the small of my back then sliding it down and having a little squeeze at one of my arse cheeks while I slipped a little note containing my phone number into his other hand then I felt his fingers tracing my knicker-line. It was deliciously sexy and exciting, nearly had an orgasm there and then. It was as if Tom, doing what he had done, set me free. All those suppressed feelings were coming out. Why should I deny myself when he was getting all the sex he wanted? God above, if he knew another man’s cock had been inside my pussy he would commit suicide, especially if he knew how good it had been for me. Maybe it is best not to tell him. Let him go on thinking he is the only man I have ever had. Yes that might be best. After I had nipped Terry’s arse and he had squeezed mine we retuned to our seats and I noticed that he got into conversation with Tom about his work. What time he started and finished, he asked him about his hobbies and his interests. Tom had no idea and just thought Terry was genuinely interested in him, his work and his hobbies but he wasn’t, I knew it, he was getting to know all Tom’s movements because he wanted to fuck his wife. He wanted to get his cock into me and now I was ready to let him. Actually at that moment I was ready to beg him. Inwardly I was laughing to myself as Tom gave Terry all the information he needed.
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