I thought I could hear an unexplainable ‘click’ sound, but in my trance like state I ignored it. I could faintly hear him whisper as his fingers ran through my hair as he gripped bunches of it. He was pumping so fast into me, then came the deep grunts escaping his lips.
I could feel my hair being pulled back hard as he used it to grip me, pulling me back onto his cock. It was rough, raw sex, but it turned me on sooo much. I screamed out as I had an incredible orgasm.
I apologise if this sounds very crude, but I wanted to squeeze down on him, only my pussy was so loose from Marcus’ huge cock. It turned out that I didn’t need to, the grunts were growls now, he was trembling, his cock throbbing in me as he finally ejaculated into me. It felt that he was never going to stop, there must have been so much cum. It was leaking on to my thighs and crotch. I know he wanted to keep fucking me and he tried to keep going, but eventually he began to slow. The grunt’s softening as he collapsed on top of me. The weight pushed me down flat on the bed, he was still inside me. We were both breathing so heavily from exhaustion.
While we recovered our breath, Marcus was very gentle and less aggressive. It was like being with a different man all of a sudden. A kind of Jekyll & Hyde character, up to, and particularly during sex he was domineering, but after having sex he was chilled and loving. I do enjoy that mix, I love it when a man dominates me in bed with very physical sex. I love being submissive to a strong man who does what he wants to me.
That said, I love my husband because he is always gentle with me the polar opposite of my occasional sexual cravings, with Alan it’s real love and he satisfies me sexually in a different way, mostly with oral sex and vibrators. I only need occasional dates with another lover or Bull which is why I cuckold him and he’s very happy for it to continue. I was not about to tell Marcus this though, he was only for one night of pleasure.
While we talked he asked me about my sex life with Alan and why I had cheated on him. The earlier drinks acted like a truth serum. I didn’t think about how I was betraying my husband. I blurted it all out I admitted that he is unable to satisfy me in the same way as Marcus just had. I wanted Marcus to know he was a far better lover than my husband, in a lame way of justifying my adultery. I also confessed to him that Alan is much smaller and how I can barely feel him inside me. Marcus had a smug satisfied look on his face.
I reached down to feel Marcus again, even in his flaccid state he was so much bigger than when my husband is fully erect. I was ready for more sex with this gorgeous man anytime he wanted it, but something inside me made me wary.
During the night, I was woken by Marcus, we were in the spooning position. I could feel his body pressing against mine.
“I would love to see you again Angie, we could have an affair,” he whispered into my ear.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea Marcus.”
“You’ve just cheated on your husband Angie, we’re so good together, at least think about it, please.”