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So, my husband and I have a deal that I’m allowed to fuck other people when I’m out of town, and I travel once or twice a month for work. I used to give him material to cum to, but we’re kind of renegotiating that and for now I’m keeping details of my hookups private.
Anyway, earlier this week I was at an academic conference that turned out to mostly be a book promo for the organizers. It was disappointing and I found myself in the back of the conference hall talking with this guy about how lame and self-congratulatory the event was. We were both there alone so we went out for burgers that night and I told him that I was married but it didn’t matter, that he was absolutely welcome to come back to my room with me.
He did, and the sex was a little awkward, but good. He was really good at eating me, made me cum multiple times, and didn’t even flinch when I squirted on his face. He fucked me really slow and gentle even though I was trying to pull him into me to show him that he could go harder. Whatever, it was fine.
Then, after we caught out breath and started talking again he asked me about my husband. After really just a few minutes he asked me if I was married to… and said my husband’s first and last name. It wasn’t all that shocking that they would know each other because my husband is also an academic in a related field, but it was surprising that they actually go back more than ten years, and even if they weren’t close they were still facebook friends and all that.
That got me really hot. I’d never fucked someone that my husband already knew before. We have a pretty strict strangers-only policy (except that one time I fucked a former student) so this was new. I told him that I wanted to go again, but this time I wanted him to treat me rough.
It took him a little while to feel like he could, but once we got going it got pretty crazy. He pulled my hair, he twisted and pulled on my nipples, he bit me, left hickeys all over me, scratched me on my belly, chest, and back hard enough to leave marks, he folded me up, pinned me down, turned me around, slammed himself into me and made me scream. It was some of the most exciting sex I’ve had in a long time.
I felt a little weird about it after, but not that bad. I also didn’t tell my husband much about the encounter, just that I had sex with someone and it was unprotected. And obviously I told the guy not to tell my husband, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he does. Guess I’ll deal with that when it comes up.
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