He got out too and ran around the car. Kept apologizing again asking me not to take offense. His penis was still out of his pants. I pointed and told him he didn't look sorry. He started waiving it and saying sorry like it was his penis talking. It made me laugh and he tried too hard to keep me laughing. He pushed me against his honda truck and went for another kiss. I didn't stop it, he grabbed my hand and guided it to his penis still not hard. He said he wanted me to see how big it gets. I told him I would suck it only to see how big it got but not any farther. He tossed a car seat in the bed of his truck and we climbed in back. He pulled down his pants more and sat in the seat behind the driver.

I didn't waste time grabbed him, put in in my mouth and started sucking him while I stroked him. He did get thick as he got hard. He didn't seem to react much and he was telling me about Tantric Sex. Asking if I had ever experienced long lasting aggressive or rough sex. I kinda wasn't into the conversation as I was busy. It didn't take him long to get hard, he was still talking like what I did was no big deal. I stopped and he talked to me straight faced. Asked if I liked how big it was. I nodded, and grabbed it telling him it was thicker than I expected. Then flat out said ok, take off your skirt so I can fuck you. It was kind of fluid, as he said it, he was gently pushing me to sit so he could help me get my skirt off. The cab of the truck was too small and wasnt easy to move around, so he peeled my skirt up like a bannana around my waist and pulled off my thong.

With his knees on the floor he positioned himself infront of me, and tried to shove it in. I wasn't anywhere near wet enough to handle him, and we didn't have a condom. I was pushing him away telling him it was hurting as he tried. Telling him to slow down. He pushed in and out and decided to spit in his hand, rubbed it on his penis, and tried again. He got the tip in, and then shoved it hard into me. I yelped and tried to stop him. It took a bit to get going but he finally was reacting to how it felt. He kept telling me how tight I was and he wasn't expecting it to feel so good. I remember cumming fast myself and moaned in his ear. I told him how big he felt inside me and that must have hit a nerve, he pulled out and came while stroking the rest out onto his floor. And again, like nothing happened. Said it was good and I should try tantric sex, and I'd love it.

I composed myself, redressed. and went home. My husband was in an especially frisky mood and wanted to eat me out. I fought him off but couldn't keep him from fucking me with out being suspicious. He said I was especially wet and loved that I was so turned on by him. He didn't last long and at the time didn't last long at all. I got a text from David during sex with my husband thanking me for keeping it a secret and he was embarrassed that he finished so fast. He asked me to look up Tantric sex. It looked to be some trance or religious thing. I texted back and he explained he was more interested in the long lasting rough sex that he'd prepare for to give me as many orgasm's as I've ever had. We chatted and flirted a bit, He really sold me on trying it over a couple weeks. We planned it. He told me to make sure I over hydrated that day and no alcohol the night before. My husband was going on a motorcycle trip with his friends. I got my mom to baby sit that night and told my husband I was going out with my sister.

We met at a hotel and to my surprise it was a nice one. It had a really comfortable bed. I was wearing jeans and a print tshirt. He put on some music and turned off the lights. He brought a small humidifier and infuser. Said he would've used candles and incense but couldn't in the hotel. We laid on the bed. He was kissing my forehead. Asking if I had hydrated. He told me to lay there and undressed me. I was fully naked and he was still dressed. He started eating me out. Using only his mouth he made me cum twice. He mostly worked on my clit but he spent a lot of time making it build and making me cum. He asked if I wanted him to wear a condom, I said yes. He put one on, grabbed the lube bottle, and climbed ontop of me. Telling me how to breath as he slipped inside. a lot of what he did was on top of me in missionary position. It was really slow paced but the consistent friction and how he told me to breath made me cum back to back to back to back. I don't know how many times I came but we had sex for close to two hours straight before I told him I couldn't do anymore. He asked me to climb on top and ride him so he could cum. He changed his breathing to less controlled and he came really fast.

I ended up in the hospital that night for dehydration and my husband had to come home quicker to come get me from the ER. He asked how it happened and I told him I had just drank to much. David and I still talked and flirted every once in a while but never had sex again. He didn't really seem that interested in me and he was such an odd guy. It was odd to have someone not react the way I was used to during sex. When it all came out about my past. My husband wanted to try Tanric sex. He could never last as long. I wouldn't say it was life changing. But I don't really enjoy slow sex. It's not that exciting.