I’ve been in a strained marriage for a number of years. For various reasons we have grown apart. For a number of years I have attempted to meet both my wife’s and my love language, acts of kindness and physical touch respectfully. About seven months ago, I determined this relationship is destined to end, and stopped initiating all physical contact. While I expected my wife to begin wanting physical contact like when you take your child’s least favorite toy away, I was not surprised that we go weeks without any physical contact - not even hands accidentally touching. After about a month of my love language unfulfilled and my desire for physical contact exponentially increasing, I found an NSA relationship, having a sexual encounter for the first time with someone other than my wife. This is not about that encounter, or the two after. My fourth encounter was with a woman I’ll call Mary. I first noticed Mary from some of her posts. I found her attractive. Long brown hair, great smile, curvy figure, great ass. Later, I would learn that she has amazingly gorgeous blue eyes, killer legs, and I’m going to guess around 5’8” tall. I reached out via chat and was surprised to see her respond. Looking back, we’ve both laughed wondering why she would ever respond to me. We had the type of conversation that did not rely on speed dating questions. We quickly moved off Reddit chat. We had a great mix of sexual and not sexual conversations. After a few days, we learned that I lived close to some of her family members. We would fantasize together about her flying out to see them and the two of us sneaking out to have some fun.

This goes on for a few weeks, and to my surprise she has the plane ticket booked to fly out. We were both still unsure if we would actually meet or not, but I think we were both hopeful. A few days after she arrived, we decided to meet up in a store just to feel each other out. In Mormon fashion, we greeted by shaking hands, lol. We walked around the store for about ten minutes, discussing what we wanted, past experiences, etc. After ten minutes, I had to leave for an appointment and we parted ways. I sent her a text and told her I’d be happy to get a hotel room with an early check in for the next day. After some planning on both sides, I booked the hotel. I arrived at the hotel about 45 minutes before Mary. I quickly showered, re-dressed, and popped some mints. She sent me a text when she arrived and said she would meet me at the room. I stood and waited in anticipation. In our texts, I agreed that everything would move at her pace. The most important thing to me was to make sure she was comfortable and willingly participating, even if that meant nothing happened between us. She knocked, my heart fluttered, and I let her in. Mary was wearing a loose fitting sweatshirt, black leggings, and comfortable socks. Her ass looked amazing in those leggings! She requested we hug this time. We embraced, and for the first time I could feel how beautiful her body was. Firm where you want it, curvy and soft where you want it too. We nervously talked for the first hour. Don’t get me wrong, the conversation was good, but we both knew what we were doing was wrong… which also made it so much better. About fifty minutes in, she sat next to me on the bed. We talked some more, then she blurted out, “I’m going to get up for a drink of water, and I want you to smack my ass as I walk by.” I happily aligned with a crisp smack on her leggings covered ass. Mary let out an audible “mmmhmmm, that was a good one.”

After her drink of water, Mary stood, internally torn of what to do next. She nervously talked while moving her legs around, pointing her toes and showing off her gymnastics background. It was intriguing, cute, and sexy all in one. After some time, Mary built up the courage to remove her sweatshirt. She had a black bralette underneath that accentuated her perfectly shaped breasts. Soon after, she removed her socks and leggings, showing off her ass in a thong. Thongs are not Mary’s favorite. I knew she wore it just for me because I had told her how much thongs turn me on. As predicted, I continued to get more and more turned on by Mary. She took a step towards me and said, “I need you to put your hands on me.”

As I sat on the edge of the bed, Mary stood between my legs. My large hands first gripped her perfect hips, pulling her into me. My face touching her silky bralette caused her to let out a sigh. My hands started to explore. One gripped her ass cheek while the other went to a breast. Mary’s hesitation vanished as I uncontrollably showed my desire for her. She removed her bra, and my mouth instinctively sucked on her hard nipples. Mary pushed me on my back, then straddled me, feeling my hard cock for the first time. We began to make out as she ground her thong covered pussy on over my jeans covered cock. My hands grabbed her ass as I sat up, picked her up, and stood. We kissed for a few more moments before I put her down to remove my clothes I removed my shirt while Mary removed my pants. I sat down to removed my socks, and no sooner she was on my cock sucking the life out of me. Mary is the best cock sucker I’ve ever been with. She mixed her focus on the tip and deep throating. Gagging just enough to make the perfect amount of slop and noise to drive me wild. I could not take my eyes off of her. Between her perfect ass in that thong, my cock in her mouth, and her perfect eyes I was in Mormon heaven. I smacked her ass a few times as she sucked, even leaving the outline of my large hand on her ass. As I neared completion Mary asked me where I wanted to cum. Her tits were the right answer. As she pushed her perfect pair together, I shot pent up ropes of hot, thick, cum up to her neck so heavy that gravity caused it to roll down to her tits.

With a smile, Mary got up and cleaned off. She put her sweatshirt back on, and we played on separate beds talking. The conversation flowed as all the awkwardness and hesitation was gone. She moved over to the same bed as me as we talked some more. Then, a break in the conversation. To this point, I had not been the aggressor at all. I patiently waited to make sure this was what she wanted. However, I knew she wanted more. I could see it in her gorgeous eyes. I leaned forward and we began to kiss passionately. I pulled up her sweatshirt? Sucking on her nipple before kissing down her stomach. From Her stomach, I began to kiss around the outline of her thong. I got up, spread her legs, bent over, and began to kiss around her pussy. Spending time to kiss down to her ass, up her inner thigh, just above her clit, and back down the other side. Her thong was soaked, and her pussy hot with anticipation. I stood again, pulling her thong off before bending back down. I began to lap and suck on her clit. Occasionally starting at the bottom and licking all the way up. Her legs would close and open as her hips would rock. Then, I took one finger and found her g spot. Her breathing got heavy, and her face couldn’t hide what was happening. As she moaned, I picked up the pace with my finger and tongue until she came on my face and pushed my head away. Mary looked me in the eye and said, “do you want to fuck me?”

I quickly ripped open a condom and put it on. Mary put her legs up, and I entered her tight, wet pussy. In our conversations, I learned that Mary enjoyed dirty talk and rough sex. I started slow, expressing my enjoyed with her verbally in an unholy string of obscenities. Her facial expressions matched her eyes. I picked up the pace and began drilling her pussy. The audible slapping of my balls violently slapping her pussy juice covered skin filled the room. I became a machine for her, holding my hand around her throat and giving her all I had. Her eyes would roll back as her moans bookended her own dirty talk. When I could tell she was close, I put all my energy into fucking her pussy in a way she had never felt before and demanding her to cum on my cock. The good girl that she is, I felt her pussy grip tightly on my cock as she moaned uncontrollably.

I collapsed to the side and Mary lay motionless. Her legs draped over mine. She looks over and smiles, opening and closing her eyes in perfect ecstasy. For the next thirty minutes, we talk as my fingers lightly explored her body. Then we showered, dressed, kissed one last time, and left.