Monday, June 17, 2013

Once a Cheater...

Funny…Angry Guy and I always used to say “Once a cheater ALWAYS a cheater.” I used to believe that. When Angry Guy and I split I thought I could break the cheating habit with the right guy. I have to admit, I don’t know that he’s out there…at least for me…and I’m okay with that I guess.

BD2 and I got together this weekend. It was father’s day weekend. We were both horney. He sprang for dinner and I sprang for a room so that I could give him a proper father’s day gift from Naughty Kitty.

XXX always says that I am “every man’s wet dream” because I confessed one day that the perfect date to me is a nice dinner , drink or evening out then coming home and fucking our brains out. This weekend is as close as I could get in light of the fact that it’s still too soon to bring BD2 home to meet the kids.

I checked into the room. It was effortless and not nearly as nerve wracking as when I was married. I still wanted to paint my fingernails. Just as I was about to start BD2 drove up. I greeted him at the door. His kiss was warm and comfortable and then he gave me a big hug. It felt so warm…so right. I told him I missed him. He said nothing. He had a little bag with him which I figured held some toys. He decided to try this new medication. Ten minutes or so before sex he is supposed to give himself a shot of this stuff. It sounds painful but he assured me it wasn’t.

He told me about it the first time we fucked. I insisted there was no need for him to take anything. He was getting hard so what was the problem? “It’s not like it used to be,” he insisted.

I assured him that I enjoyed him just the way he was but if he wanted to try this, I would be supportive. He put the shots into the mini fridge and lay on the bed fully clothed. I curled up next to him and began to kiss him. He confessed that he missed me then unleashed his cock. He began to demonstrate the procedure of giving himself the shot. He said, “I’m supposed to stroke like this to work the medicine down the shaft but I thought maybe you could suck on it.” He described how he wanted me to put him in my mouth as deep as I could get it then he wanted me to move my mouth up the shaft to the head as I sucked. “pretty simple,” I thought to myself. Then he had me practice a few times. He began to get hard which reaffirmed to me that these meds were not necessary.

“Suck my balls baby so while I’m sitting across from you at dinner I know that’s the last thing you had in your mouth.” Kitty smiled and obliged like a good kitty.

We kept dinner light and two hours slipped by. We took a short cruise around the quaint little town then headed back to the hotel. It was nice to relax and know that we could take our time. We began to kiss then BD2 went into the bathroom to give himself his shot.

Just as we had practiced I took his cock into my mouth and sucked as I pulled my mouth all the way up his shaft rolling my tongue around the head. I slowly repeated even though his cock was as hard as it could be. We played and fucked and sucked and kissed. He thrusted inside of me slowly at first then increasingly faster and faster until I heard him groan and relax. It was the first time he was able to cum while we were fucking. Maybe those new meds DID make a difference.

After he came he was still a little hard. “You’re going to have to ride that baby to help get it down.” I was happy to oblige once again. I climbed on top and moved until he said, “roll over”.

He had been wanting to have anal sex and was becoming increasingly frustrated that he was unable to enter me anally. It was the only time I ever saw him impatient. We changed positions several times. I was on my back again and he was on top of me when all of a sudden he thrusted hard into my ass. I screamed out in pain but he did not retreat and he wasn’t about to. I whimpered with each thrust. What the hell happened to the promise he made that first night to be gentle?

I looked into his eyes and said “does that feel good baby?”

“oh it feels SO good,” he said.

The sound of his voice made me relax and the pain of his cock thrusting hard into me anally subsided somewhat.

As we lay in bed afterward just a little more distant than that first time we fucked I thought to myself how as painful as the experience was physically, this is the type of man I have been writing about for the past several years. The kind of man who is not afraid in bed…not afraid of hurting me. He takes charge and is just about the strongest lover I have ever had.

So what’s the problem, you ask? Well…this strong wonderful older man that makes me wet just by smiling at me has become somewhat distant. Days go by without hearing from him. There is a part of me that enjoys the freedom. There’s another part of me that craves the attention that I have been missing from my own husband all these years. And so in my boredom and in an effort to push BD2 from my mind, I play. I text other men. I pop onto Ashley Madison here and there to check out my favorites list. Who has been on and what’s going on with the others?

Kitty is still just a little sore physically from the other night. I still don’t know where this thing with BD2 is going and I’m not sure where I want it to go. Some days it feels really good…some days it feels like a hot poker was just shoved up my ass. But I have to admit, I sure am enjoying the ride.


Advizor54 said...

Even a hot poker needs a warning and lots of lube. Your night sounds pretty good when you look at the whole thing. I love his "testing the technique" line, what a great way to get a pre-dinner blow.

I'll have to try that soon.


Naughty Kitty said...

It was really my pleasure ;)

Anonymous said...

Mmmmmmm, Interesting!!!