It started with a very normal and conservative marriage. Had 2 daughters, I became a soccer mom and drove my kids to various sports or other after school activities. Over time, my husband and I began to evolve our sex lives into something you might call kinky. What I mean by that is that my husband and I agreed to open up our marriage for me in that I could date other men, but one rule was that I had to tell him about my experiences. But my initial reaction to his suggestion that we open our marriage was not well received by myself.
At first it was very upsetting when I realized he really wanted me to go out with other men. I thought it was the end of our marriage. But it became apparent he really wanted this and of course as a woman in her mid-50s with the same man for half my life, I was a little turned on by the thought of going to bed with another man. So, I finally agreed and we both did some searching on various dating sites and found our first man who was a stranger. We met at a coffee house as my husband watched the exchange from across the room.
I ended up going home with this man who lived nearby in an apartment. I texted my husband the address and the man’s name and then off I went. My husband texted back that he couldn’t wait for me to get home and tell him what happened.
When I got home a few hours later we immediately went to bed where I told him the story while we were in bed about how the date went. I told him what he’d said and done. I could see my husband was very turned on, but as I got closer to the actual sex, he became went into lust overload as he was more turned on than I’d ever seen him.
Finally, I came to the part where we had actual sex and described it to him in great detail. I told him how he’d gotten me onto my back, had spread my legs, and mounted me on top. I described the feelings of having his cock head at my entrance, told him I was very wet and he was able to slide in fairly easily. My husband asked what his cock size was and I told him he was just a bit thicker than he was about the same length. I thought this might hurt my husband, but it didn’t as he begged me to continue with the story.
I then told him what it felt like being penetrated by him, the feeling of fullness when he was inside of me all the way, and how it felt as he began thrusting. My husband was now fingering me as I continued with the story, but it was hard as it was feeling very good.
I told him what was going through my head as he fucked me hard, how it felt to be in another man’s bed, and how my orgasms felt. But he most off all he enjoyed the description of what it felt like when he came inside of me. I told my husband that as the man was pounding me hard, he told me he was getting close and was begging me to let him finish inside of me without a condom. I told my husband I wanted it badly, as I’ve always enjoyed the feeling of my husband’s ejaculate inside of me, but was scared of what my husband would say about this as wearing of the condom was a rule. I shyly confessed to my husband that I’d broken this rule in the heat of the moment and told the man he could take off his condom and come inside of me.
My husband’s face went even redder and he asked me if the other man’s semen was inside of me. I told him it was, and my husband immediately spread my legs and began giving me oral.
But he was disappointed when I told him I showered before leaving man’s apartment as I wanted to get rid of the evidence from my body. My husband told me it was fine but the next time I wasn’t to shower but to come home right away so he could properly clean me out.
Hearing him say this took away the guilt and I found myself feeling extremely excited knowing that another man had just semen inside of me about an hour earlier and my husband was eating me. I enjoyed it and came over and over again. Finally, my husband got me onto my back and fucked me hard until he too came inside of me.
A week later we did it again. I went out with the same man and had sex. But this time we didn’t use a condom at all, and when he came inside of me I didn't shower. At first, I felt dirty when I got into bed with my husband, but when my husband spread my legs open I still could feel the semen of my date inside of me, and I again got very hot and stimulated Between the slurping sound of my husband as ate me out, he commented that he could taste the other man’s semen. I couldn't believe he was eating another man’s semen from me. I couldn't believe he liked it. And I really couldn't believe how much that turned me on. It was so dirty and nasty, but so exciting and hot. And as he slurped it up, I orgasmed and it was the most intense I have ever had. My husband then fucked me and it was hot knowing his sperm was mingling with that of the other man.
I felt so drained, but satisfied afterwards.
So, that became the pattern for the next several years. I meet men in various ways, go out with them and when comfortable I let them ejaculate inside me. Sometimes my husband wants to fuck me the minute I come in and then semen in me too, and other times he wants to eat me out before fucking me. It’s very hot for me.
We’ve talked about having a threesome so my husband could eat me out right then and there after the other man semen inside of me. I think that would be hot, because sometimes when I’m having sex with others, I want my husband to be seeing this. But he only seems interested in hearing my stories and eating me out before adding his own semen inside of me.
This is so hot and the sex is great. Yet no one knows that this soccer mom who goes to school events with my kids and is active in our church is leading such a life. Am I guilty? No, because as long as my husband gives his approval it’s not a sin. It’s a fun activity between my husband, myself, and the gentleman I am seeing.
