Married Man Handjob

SexyAlison said:

that sounds hot. slept with married men before, but never done that!

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darkknight01 said:

Now the big question is, will you do it again?

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Sheana_V said:

Um, no...

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Sheana_V said:

Okay, so I finally did this. The result was a series of extraordinarily unlikely events.

So, my girlfriend left early in the morning. I walked her to her train and hit the bar.

After I was there for about one drink, a married couple sat down near me. So, even though I wasn't prepared I did my best to tease the husband of the couple.

Now, one thing. This was a gorgeous couple. They were both probably in their late 20's, both physically fit. He was clean shaven, had his ears pierced, and nice well styles dirty blonde hair. I expected little would come of this because that seemed unlikely. I wasn't really going to take this anywhere, I was just getting turned on teasing this guy. The wife looked over at me a few times, but I was relatively sure she didn't think much of it.

I was shocked, when she gets up to use the bathroom, and this guy comes over with his business card, and says "Hey, if you want to get together some time" passing it to me. I take it and put it on the table and without thinking I say "Why don't you meet me in the ladies restroom five minutes after your wife gets out?"

He gave me a wry smile and sat back down. This suddenly struck me that this was the real deal. My heart was racing. Last time this happened I didn't start feeling this anticipation and anxiety, it just felt awkward. Now suddenly I feel committed. This is really going to happen.
She returns from the bathroom and sits down.
I get up and go to the bathroom.

I'm in there for a few minutes. I try and adjust in the mirror. I don't know who I'm trying to impress, but I can't really figure out anything else to do.

When the door handle shook I was startled. I realized I had been zoning out for a minute. I unlocked the door and let him in. I said "Hi" sort of tersely. and he whispered "Hello beautiful."
He grabbed my sides, pulled me into him, and started kissing my neck. I reached down to his slacks, and felt his erection (he must have been anticipating this for a minute), as he moved his hands to my breasts.

I unzipped him and he unsnapped my dress (I was wearing a front snap black dress), and fondled my tits while I stroked him. He deftly unclasped my bra and my tits came out.

At this point I had decided actually fucking him was probably not the best idea. I wanted to see if this itself would work. So I squatted down and spit and started giving him a hand job. This lasted a little while with the occasional grab at my tits.

I started to get nervous that this was taking too long (I was extremely turned on but also feeling really nervous). So I put him in my mouth, and sucked him for a minutes. After a tiny bit of that he pulls out of my mouth, squeezes my tits together and starts tit-fucking me.
(There were back and forth whispers this whole time, but I don't really remember what was said)
So he's titfucking me, which I'm perfectly happy with because as far as one sided sex goes it's my preference. In the mean time I'm wet enough that I can feel it soaking my panties, so I bring a hand down there and gently rub from the outside.
So here I am soaking wet, barely touching myself, this gorgeous guy with a gorgeous body is titfucking me, and suddenly he stiffens a little more, and his thrusting pattern changes. He's going to come, I look down and suddenly I can't see very well because my face and glasses are covered in his cum.
OMG, the amount of cum from an average sized cock. It shot out of there with an amazing amount of force and my face is immediately soaked, then my neck, then my tits. The I feel it racing down my stomach, and I pull away and reach for toilet paper and catch it before it can get any further. I think to myself "Has this guy been saving up?"

"That was hot" he says like a teenager.
"Um, yeah" I responded awkwardly. "Thanks" he says. "Sure" I say not really paying attention to him because I'm trying to clean cum off of everything.

He leaves. I spend five minutes wiping cum off my body, once I'm satisfied that I have wiped off all the major spots and cleaned my glasses, I sit down to pee while putting my bra on.

At this point I notice my dress has splotches of cum all over. Now I'm horny and annoyed. I take off the dress, and run some water and try and wipe it off. It's not working super well, but I figure it's enough to make it not super obvious. I redress and go back out. I can't leave for a while, because it's cold outside and I'm wearing wet clothes.

I sit down, and start regretting this. Everything is great, except now I'm uncomfortably horny and stuck here. I can't really go masturbate in the bathroom since I already spend twenty minutes in there.

Suddenly I am taken out of my introspection by the sound of arguing. The attractive couple, the guy whose jizz remains attached to my body and his beautiful wife are arguing.

I'm not really following. Something about money and food. He says "fine", and storms off.

Now I feel guilty. She's clearly sad, and I feel like I'm responsible. Talk about a buzz kill. The waiter comes to her, she orders a salad or something, and then sits there and starts to cry a little.

Now I'm feeling super bad for her. So I go up to her and ask if she's alright. She says something about him being a bastard and starts crying more. Obviously I'm feeling extra guilty now. I sit down next to her and offer her my shoulder to cry in. She accepts and a few minutes later she's talking again.

When she says the fight was over what to order, I am relieved a little and suggest that fights about silly things are usually about a deeper problem. Then she starts talking about their marital problems in general. When I find out that he has refused to fuck her in over a month (and that it hasn't been exactly frequent in over a year) my heart sinks double.

To myself I wonder what could possess a guy to engage in the kind of behavior, but not fuck this completely gorgeous woman.

I continue to play therapist and am warm and nurturing. She is obviously affection starved. We order a couple more drinks, and talk.

About half way through our drinks I notice that her hand has been on my thigh, and is now moving up my thigh.

My mind is blown. This can not actually be happening. I try and figure out what to do, but while I'm trying to figure it out we kiss. It's one of those kisses where time slows for a moment, and just sort of hangs there. No sound around, no one else.

I then realize were engaging in a lesbian kiss in public, and that's not exactly the safest thing to be doing. I pull away
"Um, what are you doing now?" I ask.
"Nothing I guess..." she replies.
"Do you want to come back to my place and clean yourself up?"

We walk to my apartment.
When we get inside we immediately start making out, and it's great. I find myself so turned on it is painful, so when she finally touches me I cum very quickly. We make love for the following hour, we are completely satisfied.
Her phone rings. It's her husband.
"I have to go" she says after hanging up. She leaves. I'm exhausted and satisfied. I'm also blown away by the impossibility of what just happened. I shower and reflect.

I'm glad that happened. I figure this is going to bring them closer together or rip them apart. Certainly whatever is happening right now in their relationship isn't working. However I don't think I'll be playing that game again. Part of the appeal of it is it allowed anonymous sex to be safer. The wife in the other room was a trump card I could play to keep myself safe. What I realize, is that it indeed is not really fair to the third party that doesn't know what's happening. It's also just too damn hard. The OP seems to have a lot of success with it. One out of Three is not really great, and none of them came without cost.

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Sheana_V said:

Okay, so I finally did this. The result was a series of extraordinarily unlikely events.

So, my girlfriend left early in the morning. I walked her to her train and hit the bar.

After I was there for about one drink, a married couple sat down near me. So, even though I wasn't prepared I did my best to tease the husband of the couple.

Now, one thing. This was a gorgeous couple. They were both probably in their late 20's, both physically fit. He was clean shaven, had his ears pierced, and nice well styles dirty blonde hair. I expected little would come of this because that seemed unlikely. I wasn't really going to take this anywhere, I was just getting turned on teasing this guy. The wife looked over at me a few times, but I was relatively sure she didn't think much of it.

I was shocked, when she gets up to use the bathroom, and this guy comes over with his business card, and says "Hey, if you want to get together some time" passing it to me. I take it and put it on the table and without thinking I say "Why don't you meet me in the ladies restroom five minutes after your wife gets out?"

He gave me a wry smile and sat back down. This suddenly struck me that this was the real deal. My heart was racing. Last time this happened I didn't start feeling this anticipation and anxiety, it just felt awkward. Now suddenly I feel committed. This is really going to happen.
She returns from the bathroom and sits down.
I get up and go to the bathroom.

I'm in there for a few minutes. I try and adjust in the mirror. I don't know who I'm trying to impress, but I can't really figure out anything else to do.

When the door handle shook I was startled. I realized I had been zoning out for a minute. I unlocked the door and let him in. I said "Hi" sort of tersely. and he whispered "Hello beautiful."
He grabbed my sides, pulled me into him, and started kissing my neck. I reached down to his slacks, and felt his erection (he must have been anticipating this for a minute), as he moved his hands to my breasts.

I unzipped him and he unsnapped my dress (I was wearing a front snap black dress), and fondled my tits while I stroked him. He deftly unclasped my bra and my tits came out.

At this point I had decided actually fucking him was probably not the best idea. I wanted to see if this itself would work. So I squatted down and spit and started giving him a hand job. This lasted a little while with the occasional grab at my tits.

I started to get nervous that this was taking too long (I was extremely turned on but also feeling really nervous). So I put him in my mouth, and sucked him for a minutes. After a tiny bit of that he pulls out of my mouth, squeezes my tits together and starts tit-fucking me.
(There were back and forth whispers this whole time, but I don't really remember what was said)
So he's titfucking me, which I'm perfectly happy with because as far as one sided sex goes it's my preference. In the mean time I'm wet enough that I can feel it soaking my panties, so I bring a hand down there and gently rub from the outside.
So here I am soaking wet, barely touching myself, this gorgeous guy with a gorgeous body is titfucking me, and suddenly he stiffens a little more, and his thrusting pattern changes. He's going to come, I look down and suddenly I can't see very well because my face and glasses are covered in his cum.
OMG, the amount of cum from an average sized cock. It shot out of there with an amazing amount of force and my face is immediately soaked, then my neck, then my tits. The I feel it racing down my stomach, and I pull away and reach for toilet paper and catch it before it can get any further. I think to myself "Has this guy been saving up?"

"That was hot" he says like a teenager.
"Um, yeah" I responded awkwardly. "Thanks" he says. "Sure" I say not really paying attention to him because I'm trying to clean cum off of everything.

He leaves. I spend five minutes wiping cum off my body, once I'm satisfied that I have wiped off all the major spots and cleaned my glasses, I sit down to pee while putting my bra on.

At this point I notice my dress has splotches of cum all over. Now I'm horny and annoyed. I take off the dress, and run some water and try and wipe it off. It's not working super well, but I figure it's enough to make it not super obvious. I redress and go back out. I can't leave for a while, because it's cold outside and I'm wearing wet clothes.

I sit down, and start regretting this. Everything is great, except now I'm uncomfortably horny and stuck here. I can't really go masturbate in the bathroom since I already spend twenty minutes in there.

Suddenly I am taken out of my introspection by the sound of arguing. The attractive couple, the guy whose jizz remains attached to my body and his beautiful wife are arguing.

I'm not really following. Something about money and food. He says "fine", and storms off.

Now I feel guilty. She's clearly sad, and I feel like I'm responsible. Talk about a buzz kill. The waiter comes to her, she orders a salad or something, and then sits there and starts to cry a little.

Now I'm feeling super bad for her. So I go up to her and ask if she's alright. She says something about him being a bastard and starts crying more. Obviously I'm feeling extra guilty now. I sit down next to her and offer her my shoulder to cry in. She accepts and a few minutes later she's talking again.

When she says the fight was over what to order, I am relieved a little and suggest that fights about silly things are usually about a deeper problem. Then she starts talking about their marital problems in general. When I find out that he has refused to fuck her in over a month (and that it hasn't been exactly frequent in over a year) my heart sinks double.

To myself I wonder what could possess a guy to engage in the kind of behavior, but not fuck this completely gorgeous woman.

I continue to play therapist and am warm and nurturing. She is obviously affection starved. We order a couple more drinks, and talk.

About half way through our drinks I notice that her hand has been on my thigh, and is now moving up my thigh.

My mind is blown. This can not actually be happening. I try and figure out what to do, but while I'm trying to figure it out we kiss. It's one of those kisses where time slows for a moment, and just sort of hangs there. No sound around, no one else.

I then realize were engaging in a lesbian kiss in public, and that's not exactly the safest thing to be doing. I pull away
"Um, what are you doing now?" I ask.
"Nothing I guess..." she replies.
"Do you want to come back to my place and clean yourself up?"

We walk to my apartment.
When we get inside we immediately start making out, and it's great. I find myself so turned on it is painful, so when she finally touches me I cum very quickly. We make love for the following hour, we are completely satisfied.
Her phone rings. It's her husband.
"I have to go" she says after hanging up. She leaves. I'm exhausted and satisfied. I'm also blown away by the impossibility of what just happened. I shower and reflect.

I'm glad that happened. I figure this is going to bring them closer together or rip them apart. Certainly whatever is happening right now in their relationship isn't working. However I don't think I'll be playing that game again. Part of the appeal of it is it allowed anonymous sex to be safer. The wife in the other room was a trump card I could play to keep myself safe. What I realize, is that it indeed is not really fair to the third party that doesn't know what's happening. It's also just too damn hard. The OP seems to have a lot of success with it. One out of Three is not really great, and none of them came without cost.

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KarsynCurious said:

Whoa! It's either teh weeks away from Lit or the prose. Wow! I'm wet as hell just reading that (not an invitation for PMs, please, lads). You two are my new heroes!

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msub50some said:

This is very exciting to think about, except I'd have so much angst worrying about getting caught that I wouldn't really enjoy the moment. Do I have to be out with my wife? Does it have to be at a restaurant? I'd much prefer being approached by the lady who would whisper in my ear, "I'd love to give you a handjob," and then slips me a piece of paper with a meeting place. Even better if she wants to spend some time teasing me and then making me beg for release.

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MarriedMelissa said:

That is part of the excitement honey - the possibility of getting caught. Finding yourself having fun, raw excitement and alertness. You have to let loose and enjoy what life throws your way

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MarriedMelissa said:

Sheana it was obvious that you enjoyed what you set out to do (the hand job and tit fucking). and (you poor thing) since you have a heart you felt guilty. I always feel guilty after, but it is still so hot that I continue. I can't believe that you sat with his wife!!!! That was so unexpected but you went with it Sheana and had another really hot experience. I don't think I could do that but I would love to. Im so glad that you shared your experience. I will go out tonight and hopefully have something to share tomorrow.

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Sheana_V said:

Okay, so I finally did this. The result was a series of extraordinarily unlikely events.

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Sheana_V said:

Um, no...

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RedNails said:

umm..I really want to try this. Hottest thing I've read all week!

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NorthernGuy27 said:

evening, I'm willing to try this with you..... i hope you give quick hand jobs so my wife doesnt wonder where i am.... oh and make me cum on your skirt

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RedNails said:

umm..I really want to try this. Hottest thing I've read all week!

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MrEd63 said:

Just a shame you're so far away

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RedNails said:

boo

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Yachtsman69 said:

I had something like this happen to me many years ago when I was newly married. I was 25 at the time. My wife and I were at a day time family party at my brother/sister in law's house. There were 25-30 guests. One of the couples that was attending were people we had never met before (alias' Dave & Susan). They seemed pretty nice and we had fun chatting about mutual interests, like boating.

As the ebb and flow of the party proceeded people moved about and I ended up sitting on the couch alone with Susan. She was wearing a flowing sun dress, and at one point she leaned back a bit and contrived to spread her legs and move her sun dress in such a way that I found myself looking at her beautiful shaved pussy. Yikes! There was my wife across the room talking to friends while this very attractive woman in her mid 30's was flashing me her kitty. She did this while maintaining the same innocent conversation we had been carrying on. She flashed me a couple more times and on the third time her lips were open a little and I could see a hint of wetness there. As this went on I was feeling a strange mixture or arousal and discomfort. Finally she very subtly suggested we go upstairs for a bit. I politely told her that while I am sure that would be a wonderful experience, I was going to have to decline. She smiled, said "ok", and we both found other people to talk to

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GBPFan1975 said:

I'm gonna have to say this opportunity sounds very hot!!!! I'm gonna have to give you tons of credit for having the ability to politely decline her offer to go upstairs for a bit. From your description of how she was acting, your trip upstairs would have been a lot of fun. But looking at the overall picture, it probably wouldn't have been worth the hassle/trouble if somebody would have found out about it. I don't know what I would have done if I had an offer like that present itself to me..........I'd like to think I would have done the right thing!

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Yachtsman69 said:

IAs this went on I was feeling a strange mixture or arousal and discomfort. Finally she very subtly suggested we go upstairs for a bit. I politely told her that while I am sure that would be a wonderful experience, I was going to have to decline. She smiled, said "ok", and we both found other people to talk to

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