Okay, I had to take a break to play with myself and now I’m back. But still very horny and wet as I write this. The beginning of my confession from last weekend is posted separately (here: https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/s/lBc0tGJAa3). But basically my husband and I were out of town and went to a bar, got kind of drunk and dared each other to pickup people at the bar and bring them back to our hotel room to swing. We had never swung before but had teased each other about it.

He apparently found a tight little blonde with small tits (I’m a brunette with 34DD) and that kind of annoyed me. I got hit on by a very tall strong and attractive man. We keep drinking and bring them back to our room.

As my husband is messing around with the small blonde—I start to play with the tall dark and handsome man in front of me. Im wearing a tight black semi sheer dress that hugs my breasts, my heels are still on and I’m on my knees. I start to play with his pants. And oh god he was big. My husband is well endowed and (read part 1) but I found myself in aw of a big thick throbbing cock. I think well over 10 inches, and thick. I gasped and said “oh my god” — I had never ever had such an urge to wrap my lips around a cock like I did in that moment. I was in awe and I felt special like it was big and throbbing for me. I wanted it so badly. But I was also overwhelmed. Alcohol gave me some courage.

I grabbed this big black cock, with one hand and then both. I tried my best to wrap my lips and suck as far as I could go. I slid up and down this man’s cock with my mouth. I played with his thick shaft. I licked his balls while moving my hand up and down his throbbing cock. God my forearms were getting sore. And my fingers didn’t really go all the way around. Just then, I remember wrapping my mouth around the tip of his dick again, and start to go down when he started to give a strong moan. I felt his hand wrap around the back of my head..I felt him wrap his fingers around my hair, and he started to help me take his cock. God I felt myself gush. He was taking control and I was soaking wet. He started to press me deeper and deeper on his cock. He was so deep in my throat, and I wasn’t even half way. I gagged and he let go. I wanted more.

The other girl, Lexi’s giggling had stopped, and I could sense that my husband was now a bit distracted. He may have noticed his sweet sexy wife gagging on a massive black cock. I was too drunk and too horny in the moment. I grabbed Mike’s cock again and again felt his hands, this time both, rest of my head. I felt him grunt, and he pushed my head deeper into his cock. Just when I thought I had a good handle, I felt him grab my hair, hold my head steady, and start to pump his cock into my mouth. I tried so hard to not gag. I got into rhythm and started to feel his thickness in my mouth. Used my tongue. Then he let go and I could breathe.

“Are you okay babe??” I heard my husband say. I was confused—I was better than okay. “Oh god yes.” I said.

I think I heard him start to fuck Lexi again but slowly. And she seemed distracted and quiet. I was too focused on the cock in front of me.

That’s when Mike asked me to strip for him. He told me to get up and give him a show…and a lap dance. Now mind you. I am feeling sexy and powerful. I have big tits and my nipples are hard in that moment, I’m wearing sexy heels, I have on some stockings, i have a man throbbing in front of me. And so I do. I start to strip for him. I back up, and I start to dance and rub my tits. I bend over for him making sure to go slow. I tease him. And then I turn around and face my husband and the girl he is fucking. And I start to ride Mikes lap, I feel him grab my hips and guide it, his cock is on the outside of my pussy, and I feel it press against my clit as I give him the lap dance. As the thick tip of his cock rubs my clit I feel myself getting more and more wet. I started to moan. I tried to hold my moans in because I was facing my husband. So I would gasp and reel it back. But I was going faster and faster and this man’s cock was fun to dance on.

Both my husband and his blonde babe were now staring at us. I could tell she was staring at Mike’s cock— her eyes followed his cock up my dress (which had now ridden up), and her hands moved to her clit as my husband continued to pound her from the back.

That’s when Mike told me to “slip off my dress” but keep my heels and thigh high stockings on. That turned me on even more. He wanted to fuck me like I was his personal porn star. So I did. I slipped my dress off slowly, showing him my supple 34DD breasts. And fuck his cock loved it.

He started to stroke it nice and slow as he walked toward me. He walked closer and closer as he stroked his cock. Then he pressed his body against mine, and he kept walking—until he pressed my back against the wall. He ran his hands through my neck and hair. And he kissed me, pressing his cock against my body. God. My pussy was dripping. And I hadn’t even felt him inside me.

I found myself making out with him as if I was in high school. He grabbed my tits and ran his hands over my body. And that’s when it happened. He lifted my left leg and bent it over his arm. And I felt him grab his cock and rub it on the outside of my pussy.

That’s when I heard John say, “don’t forget the condom babe.”

But Mike either didn’t hear or didn’t wait. Cause the words weren’t even out of his mouth before I felt a rush fill my pussy. Mike had started to press his cock into my pussy. And fuck it’s like I forgot where I was. I was blacked out for a second in pure ecstasy. I heard a loud moan leave my lips, “ohh GOD.” But Mike’s cock was stuck about a quarter of the way through. I had my husbands 9 inch cock regularly but Mike was so much thicker that my pussy walls neeeded practice.

That’s when John repeated, “babe I’ll grab you guys the condom.” And I felt Mike pull out a little (thinking he was going to wait for the condom). But just as I thought this, he pressed his cock back in, this time a tiny bit deeper. “Oh FUCK.” I said without meaning too. “That’s okay, babe, I don’t think we need it. He can pull out before he finis—-OH GOD.” Mike had thrust one more time. “Babe I think we’re good. We’re just having fun.” I said already out of breathe.

I could see that Lexi was staring at my tits pressed against Mikes chiseled chest and her eyes kept going back to his cock that was only a third in.

Mike started to press deeper. But that’s when I looked down and knew why my husband was panicking a bit—each time Mike would pull his cock out of my pussy, his thick veiny black cock was covered in my white pussy juices…I had never ever produced so much for my husband with only a few inches inside my pussy.

That’s when I heard Mike whisper in my ear, “are you ready to be a good girl?” I bit the tip of his ear, and nodded. That’s when he lifted my other leg, and pressed me against the wall—raising me in the air. And he pressed his dick inside me again, this time halfway. Just when he did I made accidental eye contact with my husband—he looked uneasy (his cock was rock hard). I tried so hard to hold my moan—Mike was so deep inside me and he kept pumping into me. And I basically held my breath, even as he stretched me out more and more.

I saw my husband start to stroke his cock. Lexi, the tiny blonde, now jealous decided to suck his cock while I watched. But I wasn’t bothered. She was sexy. But her B cups were not my DD cups. And her ass was not my petite and bubbly butt. She didn’t have stockings on and she wasnt in stilettos like me. If my husband was going to cum tonight it was going to be watching his sexy wife. In that moment I could care less about Lexi.

That’s when Mike walked me over to the bed while I was straddling his cock, and threw me down. “Stand up, come here, and bend your sexy little ass over.” I did as he said. “Good girl,” he said, as he pressed his cock into my pussy from the back. I was bent over while standing. My side to my husband. So he could see my tits banging together as Mike rocked his cock into me. I was still trying to hold back my moans. So as to not embarrass John. But every time Mike got even a centimeter deeper, I would moan uncontrollably. That’s when I felt mikes hands run through my hair again. I felt his hand graze my neck, as if he was going to choke me—but then he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. At the same time he pressed his cock deeper—“OH MY FUCKING GOD MIKE”—I was gasping—“oh GOD, DADDY, you’re so FUCKING DEEP.”

I came so hard as those words left my lips. “Oh GOD DADDY, I’m CUMMING.”

I felt so GUILTY as soon as I said those words. I had never, NEVER said that in bed. I had seen it in a few porn videos but I don’t know what came over me. I was not one of those girls and I had never called John that. And he had hinted several times he would find it so hot if I did. In the moment—it was the only word I could think of to call Mike and his cock — which had made me cum without going all the way in. I felt myself loose my legs, as they buckled under me and I shook on Mike’s cock.

My knees landed on the bed. And so there I was in my stockings and heels grabbing my tits as I came on Mikes cock which was still half way inside me. I was trembling on his cock and cumming.

Mike was not done yet. And my confession is only halfway done.