Wife’s Dilemma Part III: My First Stranger’s Cock – The Raw Confession
The club’s dark corner pulsed with bass. My pantyhose and red panties lay crumpled in his fist. Heart hammered. Legs shaky. Cool air kissed my bare pussy, wet from gin and your dare. No turning back. You were at the bar, watching shadows. His hand grabbed mine, pressed it to his bulge. Hard. Throbbing through wool pants. Pulse raced. Fear twisted with heat low in my belly. ‘What now?’ I thought. Fingers trembled, tracing the outline. So rigid, bigger than yours in memory. Breath caught. Eyes darted to the bathroom door. Empty. Abandoned. He squeezed my palm harder against it. Desire flooded. Innocence cracking.
He pushed my shoulders down. Knees hit cold tile. Pants zipper rasped. No braguette tease. Full drop. Cock sprang free. Thick. Veined. Magnificent statue, purple head glistening. First stranger erection since vows. Hypnotized. Mouth watered. Heart thundered in ears. ‘Why didn’t you come?’ I scanned shadows. His hands cupped my head, warm, firm. Pulled me close. Lips parted. Salty tip brushed tongue. New explosion. Velvety skin over steel. Musky scent hit. Nervous gag reflex twitched. But sucked. Awkward at first. Lips stretched wide. Tongue swirled hesitant. He groaned low. Thrust gentle. Cheeks hollowed. Sensation overload. Pussy clenched empty. Juices trickled thighs. Battements de coeur wild. Maladroit licks turned hungry. Veins pulsed on tongue. First time savoring forbidden meat. Tension coiled tight.
The Approach
Deeper he went. Throat resisted. Spit dribbled chin. Hands gripped thighs for balance. His balls brushed lips, heavy. Forgot the world. Just cock filling mouth. Rhythm built. Hips bucked. Warning twitch. Pulled off gasping. Too late. Eruption. Thick ropes blasted face. Hair sticky. Neck coated. Bra soaked. Inundation. Like biblical flood. Swallowed what landed inside. Salty, bitter warmth. Body shook. Climax rippled through me untouched. Shame burned cheeks. But thrill hummed. Innocence shattered. No more faithful wife fantasy.
He zipped up silent. Hand led me stairs. Kissed cheek. Vanished. Rival brunette emerged from bathroom shadows. Saw everything. Eyes judged. Mortified. Pussy still throbbed cum-scented. No time fix makeup. Stumbled to you. Lips swollen. Your kiss tasted my guilt. Bidet water later rinsed evidence. But not the memory. Tonight in bed, your fingers knead ass. Egg vibrator slips anus. Buzz ignites. Confession spills as cock teases mouth. Sticky past revives. Paradise lost. Adulthood claimed. You love me still. I forget by dawn. But first time lingers. Raw. Broken. Mine.
