Over to CJ.
“I had no idea how liberating sex can be until I met him. It is not like I had not had sex before. I have been quite adventurous since I was very young, but then I got married at the age of 22 and mellowed down. Since then, until three years ago, for about twelve years, the only person I slept with was my husband.
Twelve years with the same person can sometimes be boring. Plus, sex with my husband was always about him, I never climaxed. Not that I thought about it then but now I do.
Anyway, three years ago I met G online, serendipitously one afternoon. He was good looking and charming, and I was a lonely woman with a low self esteem and self worth — a match made in heaven. In a matter of days we were chatting all night. Video chat began soon after, and the plan to meet followed. After many years I felt loved and beautiful. And for the first time in my life, I left my children husband and responsibilities behind and flew cross country to see him.
What followed was something I had never experienced before. Needless to say that there was sex, but more than that there was love — or so we believed. We spent two days holed up, making out. He loved every part of me as if I were the most beautiful thing he had seen. He kissed me like a hungry lover, licked me like I was made of sugar, and made me come over and over again. Never in my 12 years had I felt so powerful. By the end of it I was bruised and torn, but not yet done.
Now, I must add that I am neither a good looking, nor particularly sexy. I hate most parts of my body, especially my big breasts and flat butt, and believe I am ugly and fat — which I am. But he, with his fingers, his mouth, and his tongue transformed me. In that time I felt like the sexiest woman on earth. The affair continued after I returned and was followed up with naked selfies, butt shots and sexting. Months, and years passed. We met a few times, and each time he fucked me with the same passion and hunger. He sucked my nipples and licked my ass. And did many things that may be too graphic to mention but you get the drift.
This had an amazing effect on me. I started feeling beautiful and sexy, powerful and confident. I started refusing sex to the husband and masturbated and watched porn instead. I would send videos to G, but not let the husband touch me. In any case, his fucking me was only about himself and I on the other hand was getting greedier.
In the meantime things with G started getting a little lukewarm. Probably he had found someone else — such men usually have an MO — or maybe he was just not into ‘us’ anymore. It took me a while to come to terms with it but I did not have much of a choice. That is when C & D happened. Even though the two had been wooing me for years, I had never paid heed to them. I had, until then believed in morality of a married woman, but now, after G, I was hungry for more. So even though things with G continued off and on, I started chatting with D.
Sexting with D happened a few times. He would tell me how he fancied my oversized breasts for years and how he wanted to grab my ass and kiss me until I passed out. He also begged and pleased for naked selfies which I did not send. We sexted on and off and each time I felt like the queen of this world. We made plans to fuck too, but somehow I never felt like it. I now felt in control. And that is why when C came along.
C and I were in school together. We were best friends, and slightly more. But he had never said anything. He now wanted to talk. He told me how he wanted to see my boobs always. That he thought of them as the most beautiful thing he had seen. He wanted to touch and feel them. I was flattered and happy. It gave me a high. And one day, I showed him my bra and a few weeks later what he always wanted — my breasts. That night, on the phone, I did myself and he himself. This was even better than G. (I sent that video to G later). C and I met a few times, we cuddled and kissed, I rubbed this thigh and felt his hardness and he squeezed my breasts and snuggled with me. But no sex happened.
Closer home things started getting smoother. Husband suddenly gave me more time and attention. Showered love and gifts. And licked me like never before. His focus was me now. We spoke dirty, we discussed fantasies, we made out every night. It continues till date.
I chat with C & D off and on. No sexting though. G I have eliminated almost totally — I realise I don’t want a womaniser distracting me all day (although I open to sex with him even today — he is so good). Husband is my slave now, and licks me till I drench him every night. And even though I still have ugly, oversized boobs and a not so sexy ass, I feel like the most sexy and powerful woman in bed. My next aim, to have sex with C and I am sure that will happen soon too.”
