This is kind of a therapy/kink thing for me, and I’m living sort of a secret life. I can’t talk to very many people about this stuff. My wife doesn’t like the gory details, even though we’re in an open marriage.

Names are changed to protect the slutty…

My first story was about meeting Kendra. This story is about my 2nd encounter with her. They were all kind of a blur, and took place within a couple months. I’d reach out to her every few weeks and we’d hook up. We both seemed to be in a good place and were into it.

She is a great woman, and we we could bounce stories and conversation off each other with ease. But at the end of the day, for me, it was all about the sex. She didn’t seem to have an issue with our arrangement, so we got together and mostly just fucked.

The 2nd time we met up it was literally just that. I had an obligation to attend to, so I only had about an hour and a half or so. I arrived at her house and she was alone. I sat on her living room couch and made a comment on how I was disappointed that she didn’t answer the door naked…jokingly. She left the room without saying anything and came back wearing only high heels. Naked from the shins up. She straddled my lap on the couch and it was on. Kissing and groping. Eventually she was on her knees in front of the couch blowing me. I didn’t hesitate to grab her head and force it down on me. She liked it, obviously. One thing I can’t get out of my head was how she always moaned when sucking on me. It was a huge turn on. She genuinely loved giving head and it was a really nice feeling to find someone who literally moaned with a dick in their mouth.

Eventually, we traded spots and I was on the floor, with both high heels firmly in my hands, pinning her legs against her chest with my face buried between her legs. She still wasn’t giving me a firm sign that she was into oral, but it was a way better reaction than the last time.

After a bit of that, I strapped on a rubber and started fucking her on the couch. This time I wasn’t so nervous, and had no issues keeping my dick hard. Sex on a couch isn’t really the greatest, and although I’m in good shape, moving about is difficult. So we opted to move to the guest bedroom.

In the guest bed, she had a mirrored closet at the foot of the bed. She loved going down on me with her ass in the air, facing the mirror. She encouraged me to watch her ass in the mirror. She loved being watched….so I watched.

This encounter was more of the same from the first. We did quite a few positions, I talked a lot of shit to her, and she liked it. I fucked her pretty hard, pinning her down, wrapping my hands around her neck, slapping her tits when she rode me, biting her nipples and neck. She liked it rough, that’s for sure. And although it’s not in my nature to fuck like that, I did my best to give her what she wanted.

I tired to make her cum any way I could, and told as much. It’s pretty important that someone I’m with has an orgasm, and I’m vocal about my intentions. But this time, I/we just couldn’t make it happen. She didn’t seem too upset about it and said “shit happens.” She wasn’t in the exact right head space, I guess. I got over it.

I was running short on time, and told her we had to wrap up. She asked me to cum on her face. I can do that!!! She laid on her back and I was on my knees above her face jacking off like a mad man while she rubbed her clit. After less than a min I told her I was going to cum. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and closed her eyes. I unloaded all over her face and opened mouth. After I was done spraying, I put my dick in her mouth and she cleaned me off softly as I got limp. I looked her straight in the eyes and said “keep the change!” We shared a laugh.

I quickly got dressed and left. Kendra didn’t like me wearing my welcome. I liked that about her.