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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Confession by Tickler (address withheld by request) **** I'm a married woman remembering a hot night that includes the best sex of my life. The action occurred years ago before my marriage. My boyfriend/fiancee was away at school and this guy we both knew... Well, you'll have to read the story. (MF, wife, cheat) **** Chapter One: What's On My Mind Lately my mind has been wandering back to a night so long ago. I'm married now, fifteen years, with 3 beautiful children and a husband who I've known forever. But when the night I'm remembering occurred, I was twenty years old and weighed 105 pounds. My boyfriend, we were not yet engaged, had gone off to college out of state. Supposedly we were still steadies, but I had every reason to believe he was having his fun at college. I intended to be faithful despite this, it is in my nature, but that did not mean sitting at home. Due to Jay's absence and reappearance my sex life went from three or four month stretches of abstinence to weekends filled with sex when he was in town. But, like I said, just because I wasn't getting any, didn't mean I was sitting home. There was a club in the city that I'd go to with my girlfriends, sometimes with their boyfriends, sometimes in a mixed group of guys and gals. I love to dance and dance well. Dancing, when good, is like flirting, moving together, letting the guy lead you, but always pulling away leaving you both with just a little taste of what could be. While my nature is to be loyal to one guy, I do like to flirt and tease a bit. Seems in those days guys could sense my repressed sexuality radiating from me and there was always someone around hoping he would be lucky and get me to lose it. *** Chapter 2: What Happened (by Lovelace, IP: Logged, added on October 15, 2003 00:13) Author options: [ Edit Chapter ] On this night, I was at a table with two friends, both female. Lots of people we knew were around, and I was having lots of fun, as well as drinking a few Harvey Wallbangers, which basically are tequila and orange juice. I was feeling pretty good when Jerry came over and led me out to dance. I have to tell you about Jerry. We had quite a bit of history. He used to be my best friends boyfriend, but that was not all. He was sort of the leader of our pack, often in some sort of trouble and a bit wild. If there was a fight Jerry was there, and he was a good fighter and had access to guns. Also a good guy for finding some drugs, mostly recreational pot and the occasional snort of coke in those days. Jerry was big, a little overweight, and rumored to be good with the ladies. I'd seen him pull the bikini top off more than one of my friends at the beach. He was impulsive and aggressive and had allegedly fucked half the girls I knew. However, with me Jerry was always respectful and decent, probably because his steady girl was my best friend. Jerry also knew Jay well, so he always treated me differently than the other girls. Jerry and I had danced together many times. He was an excellent dancer, much better than Jay, and on this night he moved me around the floor, spinning me with slick disco moves. Jerry ran his hands all over me and finished twirls by pressing us together several times, but never crossed a line. It was all part of the dance, and the dancing was good. It was hot in the club, and we stepped outside. Jerry offered a joint, which sounded good, and we went to his car to get high. I'd smoked with him many times before, though always with other people, it did feel a little weird to be alone. The pot was great, and suddenly Jerry fired up his car, an old big 70's shitbox with a big engine, and said "lets take a drive". We drove around and it was cool, kind of exciting as Jerry was edgy and stuff was always going on. He pulled into a gas station and went inside without buying gas. Two minutes later he came out and when he was back in the car, showed me a bag of coke. I was amazed, it was exciting to be around this kind of action. Jerry invited me back to his place to try the stuff and I wanted to. I knew there was risk in going up there with him, but like I said, we had been friends a long time and he had always treated me with respect, my being his girlfriends best friend and he knowing my boyfriend and all. *** Chapter 3: Upstairs (by Lovelace, IP: Logged, added on October 17, 2003 02:01) Author options: [ Edit Chapter ] We went up to Jerry's apartment, which was a small studio. It was messy, guy style, and we sat on a couch, which doubled as a bed. Jerry put out some coke on a glass table and we both did a bit. My head started to buzz and I reclined on the coach, next thing I knew Jerry pivoted and basically got on top of me. He caught me by surprise and aggressively positioned himself with one big leg between mine, hiking up my skirt, and with one hand caught both of mine and lifted them over my head. I protested for Jerry to stop "what are you doing?'. His response was to shoot his free hand to the crotch of my panties. In seconds he was fingering me, spreading my moisture, pushing in and out and massaging my clit. I couldn't help it, within thirty seconds I was coming on his finger so hard there was no hiding it. Jerry declared, "I need a souvenir," and pulled my panties off me. He then quickly opened his belt dropped his pants and let loose the longest thickest hardest erect meanest looking cock I'd ever seen. I didn't know they came that big and was stunned. I remember thinking my best chance to get out of this situation without getting fucked, (and I desperately didn't want that to happen with him) was to get Jerry to blow his load, so I initiated blowing him. I could barely fit the head of his cock in my mouth so I stroked his ten-incher with one hand and massaged his balls, which were as big as eggs, while sucking and licking for all I was worth. To this day I won't blow my husband because Jerry's big dick still comes to mind if I do. The blowjob didn't work, Jerry just got bigger and harder, he wouldn't come, he was in perfect control. After he had his fill of my blowjob efforts Jerry announced, "OK Diane, now it's your turn." I didn't realize what he meant at first, but when he hooked my legs, flipped me on my back and hickey forming roughly kissed my neck and proceeded down I got it and panicked. "NO! NO! NO, not that please don't. STOP!" His tongue found my pussy and no's turned to moans. He shot his long pointed tongue in and out of me while licking nibbling blowing on and sucking my clitoris. Truth is I could never to this day resist a good eating and this one was great. After ten seconds of this all my resistance stopped and luxuriated and lost myself in what seemed a nonstop orgasm. While this was going on Jerry got all my clothes off as well as his. He was extremely slick and competent, truly a girl didn't have a chance. He slid up on me and entered me. He was HUGE, stretching and stoking me way up inside. Jerry had great control over his coming. It seemed that he fucked me forever, then pulled out flipped me over and impaled me doggy style. It seemed he would never come. Jerry got on his back and pulled me on top the lowered me onto that huge thick weapon of his one inch at a time. I rode him vigorously and energetically, no longer protesting, but loving the incredible fucking I was getting and the great nonstop orgasms and absolutely great way he made me feel. *** Chapter 4: It continued (by Lovelace, IP: Logged, added on October 19, 2003 23:50) Author options: [ Edit Chapter ] What had started as forced sex became the hottest sex I'd ever known. After Jerry had finally come way deep inside me, with me vocal, moaning, vibrating in orgasm and generally out of control with that ten inch monster cock exploring in me, after, I was ambivalent and confused. Jerry was my best friends boyfriend and I never wanted to be another conquest of his. But, there was no denying the way he took and dominated me or the unprecedented way he made me come. I was used to a six- inch cock, and loved what Jerry's huge member did to me. I got out of bed for a quick rinse in the shower before going back to my parents house, I was sure I smelled of sex. The bathroom door didn't lock and he came in while I was showering. Jerry's dick hung halfway down his thigh, as he entered the shower with me. "Stop, what are you doing?" I protested as he ran his hands over me. As I resisted and tried to avoid Jerry's caresses, he got more excited I could see and feel his erection standing up as he cornered me in the shower. He lifted me, my legs around his hips and lowered me onto his once again rock hard cock. Oh my god as he pounded me standing the shower. The feeling of being impaled on him, unable to touch the floor with my feet, was sublime. All ambivalence and confusion instantly disappeared as Jerry once again gave me what to this moment still is the fucking of my lifetime. *** Chapter 5: after (by Lovelace, IP: Logged, added on October 22, 2003 01:05) Author options: [ Edit Chapter ] I got home at three thirty A. M. and thankfully my parents were asleep. I remember being sore and walking a bit funny as well as being aware of Jerry's sperm dripping out of me and running down my thighs. In those days I was on the pill. I didn't go back to the club after that night. The gang I hung with was tight, and I didn't know who knew what had occurred. Also, I didn't trust myself. If somehow I found myself alone with Jerry again anything might happen. Truth is a part of me wanted it to happen again, but I knew if word got out to Jay that I was getting it from Jerry, Jay and I would be through and I didn't want to lose Jay. We had a number of "bad boys" in our circle. I was afraid that Jerry would tell them how he fucked me and how I loved it. Most of the guys usually gave me some space, I think because I was someone's steady, but if they found out what happened any number of them would try to get in my pants. After what happened with Jerry, I was afraid of how I would react if one of them did get hold of me. I desperately didn't want to be one of those girls who was passed around by the guys in the gang, but could understand how that occurred. This was all Jay's fault for leaving me alone. So I avoided potentially sexual situations and within six months moved in with Jay at his school. Our sex life was OK, but never approached the intensity and pure heat of that night with Jerry. Not to mention the difference in their equipment. Jay and I married two years later. I wrote this piece because my mind still wanders back to that night so long ago. I hope that by getting this in writing I can get it out of my mind. I've been faithful to my husband, but I wonder, if someone dangerous and aggressive with a dreamy cock got his hand in my pants. Well it's happened before. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 26