by kelly » Mon Jan 06, 2014 2:17 am
Okay, one more from me.
I once cheated on a boyfriend who I really thought I loved, and I did it for sheer carnal pleasure.
I was with this boyfriend for a few years when we were 19-21. He was sweet and would do anything for me, we were great friend and laughed a lot together, and snuck home at lunchtime for a quickie before going back to lectures. I adored him.
Anyway, I was away from home and went on a night out with some friends and their friends. I ended up drinking too much, and sitting next to a guy who was a total geek. He was skinny, and well over 6ft tall. He wore glasses and unfashionable clothes. He was a doctor, and he smelled really clean, like soap and very fresh aftershave. Even his breath smelled clean and fresh. He had big hands, and an air of confidence unusual for such a geek. I had a feeling he'd be a great fuck, and being near him turned me on.
Somehow he ended up back in my room. We knew we were both spoken for, but somehow it didn't matter that night. We fooled about and got very horny on my single bed. I could tell his hard-on was gigantic, and bursting to get out of his pants. We stood up and he took my top off, he expertly unclimbed my bra and started sucking and squeezing my boobs. It felt amazing and my pussy was tingling. I took his belt from his trousers and laughed. He told me I was a dirty little bitch and put his hand down the front of my jeans. His fingers were so long that he could easily feel my wet cunt. He wiggled his finger around, rubbing my juices into my clit. I moaned and giggled. I asked him whether he wanted me to take my jeans off. He laughed and said he'd never heard someone be so sweet yet so filthy. He ran his big hands all over my body, telling me what a great body I have. I told him he should take his jeans off too. He did, and I got a whiff of that gorgeous, clean, soapy smell again. He was a great kisser and had a real knack for turning me on with his lips and his hands at the same time. I told him I was cold and that we should get into bed. His huge cock had burst out of the front of his underpants and looked amazing. I wanted it in me. He slipped out of his underpants and we got into bed. I still had my knickers on. In bed we rubbed our bodies together, and he kept thrusting his cock into my soaking wet knickers, as though he was trying to fuck me through a layer of wet lace. It felt so good. My nipples were erect and every cell in my body was standing to attention, begging him to fuck me. For some reason, in that moment, my boyfriend didn't matter. This was something different. The guy slipped my knickers off me. They were really slimy and soaking. He started fucking me with his fingers. He was rougher than I'd have liked but his fingers slipped easily in and out of my hot, lubricated cunt, which was aching for his cock. I moaned as he finger fucked me. I bucked my hips to show him how much I wanted it. I took his cock in my hands, it was bigger than any cocky I'd ever seen, or have ever seen since, and it was beautiful. Uncut, about 8 inches, really wide at the base and tapered at the bell end, clean as a whistle, and oozing lots of clear precum. I couldn't imagine what such a big cock would feel like. I didn't even know whether it'd fit! We lay side by side, facing each other, and I slung one leg over him. He murmured in appreciation, and moved closer to me. He didn't use his hands to guide his cock, he just moved it, expertly, so that the tip was nudging my wet cunt. I thrust my hips, taking his bell end into my wet cunt. It felt amazing. He sighed and groaned, telling me my cunt felt amazing, really hot and wet and tight. He fucked his cock into me, gently at first, then deeper. It felt perfect. God, I can remember it now as though it were yesterday. He moved onto his back and asked me to ride him. I straddled him, and slid my wet cunt up and down his long shaft, lubricating its length before trying to mount it. He groaned and bucked,then moved his cock into the position where I could mount it. As it slipped into me it felt good, but I couldn't fully ride it as it was too big, and it hurt a little. He took it out, and flipped me onto my back, lifted my legs and thrust his delicious cock into me, as far as it could go with out hurting. I told him it felt good, and he started to thrust gently. He was hitting all the right spots, and I knew I'd cum before long. I moved my pelvis with his, maximising the friction between my cunt walls and his thick cock. My clit was stimulated every time I bucked by pelvis up towards him. As he fucked me, rhythmically and perfectly, I slipped into an amazing orgasm. He knew I was cumming, but he kept his rhythm, and as I groaned, tensed and bucked, he maintained the same rhythm, and fired his cum into me shortly after my orgasm had finished. It was amazing sex. As we lay there relaxing afterwards, he said "that was a good orgasm you had, I could feel you gripping my cock with your pussy, it was amazing". I was embarrassed, and he said I shouldn't be. In the weeks after that fuck, I thought about little else. My cunt got wet just thinking about that geeky guy with the big dick and the mind blowing sex.