u/ahhjustlikethat

Okay so I'm mid thirties, married, blonde, and in an open relationship with my husband, where he's cool with me going on dates and fucking other guys. I'm kind of a size queen, and a sub, so I'm mostly looking for dominant hung guys, which has kinda lead to me developing a thing for younger black guys.

So on Saturday I had a first date with a guy, and we'd already been sexting some, and I'd already orgasmed by myself to dick pics of his BBC and some of his descriptions of all the freaky things he was going to do to me.

So I was pretty excited.

I got all done up, full makeup, did my hair, went through like five outfits till I found the perfect mix of slutty and classy, took an Uber into town, posted up in the appointed bar.

And this motherfucker stood me up.

15 min go by, then 30. Just past half an hour the waitress asks if she can move me to the bar to free up my table. She does give me a free drink after I tell her I've been stood up.

After almost an hour he texts me back, saying he fell asleep, but also implying it's somehow my fault for not texting him back more confirmation (which is bs). He wants to know if it's worth it for him to still come, but he's not apologetic at all, so I tell him I already went home.

I debate going home, but decide I'm not going home thwarted, like a loser.

So I decide to go to the club. Really this is a big college town, not quite a city, so it's really a bar with two big dance floors, and DJ's who play hip-hop and reggaeton.

I've never been by myself. I go with dates, or hubby. But I always enjoy myself. It's awkward there alone, so I take some tequila shots, more get bought for me, and before I know it I'm kinda drunk, and I'm getting mobbed by men on the dance floor.

I can fucking dance, btw, so I get it.

I end up making out, out on the patio, at different points with two different guys. The second being a tall, bearded, good looking black guy, probably mid twenties, who keeps running his hands up between my thighs while I'm twerking on him.

Unlike the first guy he's a good kisser.

I tell hubby I'm gonna leave at 1am. He's home and horny and texting me that the kids are asleep. But I'm having fun, so eventually it's 2am, and the place is closing, and I go to call an Uber, but my fucking phone is dead.

Fuck.

So I have to approach the guy I was making out with, and his friend, and his friend's girlfriend, and explain the situation, and ask for a ride. And luckily they're super cool about it. So we get in the backseat, the friend's driving, and his GF is in the passenger seat.

They say they just need to pop into her place to get something, and they park and go in while he and I stay in the backseat.

But they're gone a long ass time.

And he and I are making out hard now. And he's figured out I like getting choked, and he's got his hand up my skirt, and my panties to the side, and I'm super wet, and he's fingering me and kissing me, and sucking my tits, and I find his cock through his jeans, and I can feel it, and holy shit that's a big dick.

And I blurt something out, like "holy shit, that's a big dick." And next thing I know he's got it out, and I'm playing with it, and if you're into big dicks you know, I basically can't not suck it.

So I'm drunk, blowing him in the backseat, using a lot of spit, and making it super messy, his friends forgotten. And of course right then they come careening back into the car.

So I pop up off it, but my makeup is all smeared, and his cock is still out, and it's obvious what was happening.

And the friend's gf laughs, and she's like, "Haha I was just doing that! It's cool, you don't have to stop."

And they start driving, and he pulls my head back down into his lap, fingers entwined in my hair, so I'm like, "fuck it," and start sucking again. And I see the gf reach up and turn the rear view mirror so she can watch us.

And that's kinda turning me on, so I really start going for it, making it pop, trying to make him cum, and she starts talking to us, and I'm pretty sure she's touching herself. And he's flirting with her, as I'm sucking him, and it becomes pretty clear that they both fuck her in threesomes, pretty regularly I think, and she even invites me back to have a foursome with them.

Which is tempting, but I tell them I can't because my husband is expecting me home. And they're all shocked at that. "Wait, you've got a fucking husband? Does he know you're outside blowing dudes? Etc..." So I have to show them my wedding ring, and explain to them our relationship, while I'm still stroking him.

And then we're at my place, and he asks if I'm going to be a good girl and make him cum. And of course I says yes, so then we're just parked right outside on the street while I'm blowing this guy.

And the gf is asking me pretty dirty questions, like, "Are you going to fuck you husband after this?"

Definitely, I'm wet as fuck.

"Are you going to kiss him? Does he mind if you have cum on your breath?"

Yes. And no, he's bi, so he's come home tasting of cum plenty of times.

Finally I bust out my deep throating, gagging myself, slobbering moves, and that finally makes him cum. I swallow it all. It's not too bad, though I'm probably too drunk to notice if it wasn't. He wants my number, and I give it to him.

When I come up for air the GF is blowing the friend in the front seat. I thank them for the ride, and get out of the car, like 90% sure they're both gonna fuck her later.

I'm kind of jealous.

I tell hubby all about it while I suck him off. I can tell how turned on my adventure made him. He starts to fuck me, and it's fine. Then I ask for the sleeve, which makes him 8".

He's already got it and the lube heated in the heating pad. That's what my body needed. During doggystyle I maybe imagine it's the guy from the club behind me, gripping my hips, slamming into me. I cum so hard I'm worried I'll wake the kids, but it's like 3am and thankfully they're out.

Then I realize I've lost my fucking phone.

Last place I saw it? In the backseat of the car, checking the time, only to realize it was dead.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I'm kinda freaked about it. Hubby says it will be fine, they'll find it, plug it in, turn it on. He texts it with his number, so it will pop up on the home screen and they can call him.

All Sunday nothing.

Monday morning he finally calls.

Yes he has my phone, yes I can come over and get it that afternoon. He texts me the address.

Hubby asks if I'm gonna fuck him. Reflexively I say, "No!" Then, just to tease him, I change it to "well maybe."

I'm not going to though.

Standing on his porch, I'm kinda worried he'll turn out to not be hot.

But no, thank god, I wasn't that drunk, he's still good looking. Even taller than I thought.

I'm hoping he just hands me the phone, so this interaction is as minimally awkward as possible. But no, he invites me in, tells me the phone's in here. I follow him through the apartment into his bedroom. I get suspicions.

"Here it is."

"Thanks, I owe you one."

"Yeah? I'll take another blowjob."

The fucking nerve of this guy. Weirdly enough I totally didn't see this coming, I don't know why.

"Um, I uh..."

He reads my lack of a kneejerk "no" correctly, and somehow knows exactly where my submissive buttons are.

He steps up to me. I think he's gonna kiss me.

"Be a good girl and get on your knees."

I'm stone cold sober but I do it. His cock is bigger than I remember, I struggle throating it. It kinda turns me on.

He tells me to get naked and get up on the bed, on all fours.

"Hey, I only agreed to a blowjob."

"I know, I just want to play with that gorgeous ass while you're sucking this big cock."

So I do it. He smacks my ass while I'm sucking, which somehow he knows I love, and then it turns into him face fucking me while he reaches over and fingers me. Now I'm wet as fuck.

He produces a gold foil magnum condom from a bedside drawer.

"Put this on my cock."

I do it without protesting, even though I know what it means.

"Turn around, face down, ass up."

I do, and he pushes into me, and fuck that stretch is good. And he knows how to fuck, let's me take a few minutes getting used to it, and then starts long stroking me, working up to deep, full length pounding. He fucks me rough. Pulls my hair, holds my wrists behind my back, shoves my face into the bed. Everything I like, no prompting. He calls me a whore. Turns my ass red. Makes me call him Daddy even though I'm pretty sure he's like a decade younger than me. Makes me tell him how much better that big black cock is compared to my husband's.

I cum screaming.

He flips me over and fucks me on my back, legs held open by the ankles. Kisses me real slow and romantic and passionate. Chokes me as I cum again.

He wants to know where he can cum. Wherever he wants.

In my mouth again.

He kneels over my head. He gets some in my open mouth, on my outstretched tongue. But mostly it's all over my face, my tits, in my hair. I suck the last drops out.

I remember to take a selfie for hubby. Posing with that big dick, as it's slightly deflating, cum everywhere.

Then I grab my phone, clean up in the bathroom, and then basically run away before I have to talk to him anymore lol.

Back at home hubby says "That took awhile." With a raised eyebrow.

I hop in the shower. Right before I do I send hubby the pic. When I get out I've got an appreciative text from hubby, noting that I'm such a lil slut.

And there's a text from club boy:

"Wanna take two dicks on Saturday?"