I am at home alone today, and thought about the first time for me, and decided to share it.
It is true.
I was a 30 year old virgin. They made a movie about me!
Just kidding, it was not about me. I am not kidding about being a 30 year old virgin though.
I had a few boyfriends in high school and college, and even had one that I thought I would marry.
It did not work out though. I had never done anything beyond some french kissing and heavy petting.
I was raised in a strict catholic home, so never learned too much about sex. I was not dumb about it, but was very naive and innocent.
I had never looked at any pornography. The craziest thing I had done is go to a male dance show with some friends. I did not care for it though.
I lost my virginity to my husband on our wedding night. I was scared, but it ended up being nice. My husband has a small penis.
I did not know how small at the time since he was all I ever had. I rarely had an orgasm with my husband and I often thought it was me that was doing something wrong.
Early on in our marriage, everything was normal. About 15 years in, my husband started to ask me about sleeping with another man. I guess I should say he wanted me to have a man with a large penis.
I was shocked. I did not want this. Why was he asking me to do this? Did he have other motives? I did not want to cheat on my marriage.
He was persistent with it, and often would do things indirectly, like whisper it into my ear as we had sex.
He would also compare his penis to something large like an empty paper towel roll. He would hold it up next to his and tell me that there are actually guys out there who are this big.
While fascinating, I really did not care.
He also assured me that I was not cheating since he was aware.
I actually grew tired of his asking, and eventually gave in. I thought that if I did, he would get over it. Maybe I could do this for him, and he would be satisfied. It would be a one time thing. I even wondered if I gave in, would he chicken out and not have me do it after all?
My husband shocked me even more when he said it should be a black guy.
Why a black guy?
Now, I have nothing against any race of people. We are the same on the inside. I was just not sure about this.
Like I said, I am not dumb. I've heard the rumors of black men being hung. I just did not care about the race of the guy.
I am picky with guys. They do not have to have the perfect looks, as long as they treat a woman right. I love Hispanic men. I am a Latina myself, and I think they mostly treat a woman the way I like to be treated.
He just thought it would be hot for me to sleep with a black guy.
My husband encouraged me more and more everyday. If I were going to do this, I wanted someone close. I did not want a stranger off of the internet. It had to be someone I know.
There was a nice black gentleman I worked with who was very friendly. He and I talked a lot at work. We had lunch together. You know, all the usual office stuff.
He knew I was married, and had even met my husband at office functions.
He liked to flirt, and seemed to do so with me. I told my husband about this. I thought it might make him jealous and not want to continue.
To my surprise, he said that I should try to get a date with him. He encouraged me to flirt back and see what happens.
Now, I was nervous like you would not believe, but I started to flirt back some. He seemed to like it. Eventually, he did ask me if I wanted to go out with him.
I accepted.
My husband was thrilled and just could not stop talking about what was to come.
I was still very nervous.
We chose to go out to a restaurant about 30 minutes from where we live because I was so worried about being seen by people we know. How could I explain this away to them if they saw?
When the night came, I was a bundle of nerves inside. I am good at hiding it though, and so I projected confidence to my husband as I was getting ready.
I had on a nice skirt outfit. I had panties on, and always do. I just do not like the commando feeling. As I was heading out the door, my husband pulled my panties off and said that my date would like this.
I asked my husband if he was sure this is what he wanted. Once I left, this was it. If something happened, we could not erase it from our past.
He said yes.
I left.
I met my date at the restaurant parking lot. I parked next to him and we got out and he kissed me on the cheek. He grabbed my hand and we went inside. I was still very nervous but did not show it.
We sat down and ordered some red wine. There was just a lot of small talk about the office and life in general. Once we were loose from the wine, I think we both started to enjoy the date more.
He reached under my skirt, and ran his hand all the way up to my pussy. This was new ground for me. My heart raced. I did not know what to do. He did not put any fingers inside, but had a huge smile on his face when he realized I had no underwear on.
I pushed his hand back out and said not here. I am just too shy to do something like this here in public.
He said he'd always thought I was sexy. He knew I was married though and figured he never would have a chance with me.
I thanked him for the compliment and kissed his lips. Just a quick kiss, but it was our first.
Wow, I am married and just kissed a man who is not my husband. My mind was going crazy. My heart raced again.
We finished up our meal and he asked me if I would like to go to his house.
I said yes.
We went in his car and left mine there in the lot. His house was close by so it did not take long to get there. We were mostly silent on the way there. I was going through a lot in my head. Will this happen? Will I be brave enough to go through with it? Of course, I was still so nervous.
This was it. No turning back.
He walked me inside and as soon as we got in, he pulled me close and kissed me deeply. I accepted him and kissed him back deeply.
He pulled off his shirt and I saw his well built body. I mean, I like my husband's body, but this body was so manly! Not a hair on it too.
I put my hand on his abs and we continued to kiss heavily.
I lifted off my top and took off my bra to expose my 40D breasts to him. He went down and started to suck on my nipples. I absolutely love having my nipples nibbled on!
He then dropped his pants to the ground. I saw the bulge in his boxers and could not believe it. He took my hand and put it on his bulge and went back to making out with me.
I rubbed him through his boxers. I then dropped my skirt to the ground.
Now, I am a woman. I am conscientious about my body. I have put on pounds since marriage. I also have a natural pussy. Yes, that is correct, I have never shaved down there in my life. Of course I was a little worried about what he thought just then when I was finally naked.
He seemed to like what he saw and took my hand and led me to his bedroom. My heart was beating fast. Oh my, this was about to happen. This was it. I could not stop now.
He had me lie down on his bed and then he dropped his boxers. He stood straight out. Wow, my husband was right. There really are men that big out there.
He got on his knees and licked me. I have always enjoyed it when my husband licks me, and this was just as good.
It was not long until he climb up on his bed and was kneeling right over me. His penis very close to entering me. I had wanted to use a condom because I do not use any birth control. I am catholic, remember?
Totally spaced it though. I stared into his eyes as he slowly went inside me. I immediately felt the difference between he and my husband, and it was huge. My husband is 4 inches erect. This guy was almost 10. We measured once.
He kissed me as he thrust in and out.
It was a strange feeling. My mind did not want this. Yes, that is right. I really did not want to do this, even right then. I wanted to make my husband happy though. Here I was, a married woman with another man's penis inside of me. To add to the complexity of it all, my husband is okay with it! It should not be.
My body was a different story.
I was temporarily lost in *******. He was making passionate love to me, and I was liking it! Each stroke that he did felt better than the last. I felt as if I would pass out. I was a sweating. My pussy was drenched, and left a wet stain on his sheets.
I never knew it could feel that good. It was wonderful! It was the most amazing feeling I ever had up until then. He was gentle, but oh so good. He stretched me to where I had not been. He went deep too.
My body quivered with orgasm after orgasm. He would french kiss me every minute or so and I liked it!
He went long. My husband is a 5 minute guy. He also knew how to use it. He was in to me.
I knew he had to be close so I told him to pull out when he cums. Just then he had started to cum. He did at least one spurt inside of me, before pulling out and spraying the rest on my belly. He was not aware of my birth control situation, but I told him later. I was stupid, and did not play that way again. Pulling out had worked for hubby and I, but we could not be foolish like this with him. This was absolutely insane to be this careless with my very fertile womb.
For the first time in my life, I had the sperm of another man inside of me and on me. What a feeling! It was wrong, but I was excited too. I mean, why did my husband want me to do this?
He rolled off of me and we were side by side. My body was still shaking from this amazing sex. We talked a little. I never mentioned until later that my husband was in on this.
We just stayed there for about 20 minutes. He held me and would give me soft kisses on my neck, face, lips, chest. He never knew until later, much of the details about me, including that he was only the second guy I had slept with.
We cleaned up and got dressed and he drove me back to the restaurant. When we got there, he asked me if I would give him a blowjob. I do not like to give those. My husband wants them often, but I just do not do them. Well, I did it for him that night, right there in his car. He came on my face and lips. I wiped up and got into my car. He rolled his window down and asked me if this would happen again. I told him that I did not know.
He thanked me and I thanked him and I left back home.
Once home, my husband was crazy. He wanted every little detail right then. He kissed me and I thought it was nasty since my date had cum on my lips. I told him to stop kissing me and the reason why, but he kept doing it anyway.
I cleaned myself up and then told him all that had happened.
I really thought this would satisfy him, but it did not. He only wanted more now.
We dove in deep and did a lot of crazy things over a few years time.
It is over now though because we actually fell in love with each other. I guess it was bound to happen. I was spending more time with my lover than my husband. He even liked it that way.
We were working out together, vacationing together. I was going to his house almost nightly. It had to stop. I never wanted to leave my husband, but I was also so in love with this man.
We sought counseling and got over this whole affair. I miss my lover sometimes, but I have to do what is right for my marriage.
It is true.
I was a 30 year old virgin. They made a movie about me!
Just kidding, it was not about me. I am not kidding about being a 30 year old virgin though.
I had a few boyfriends in high school and college, and even had one that I thought I would marry.
It did not work out though. I had never done anything beyond some french kissing and heavy petting.
I was raised in a strict catholic home, so never learned too much about sex. I was not dumb about it, but was very naive and innocent.
I had never looked at any pornography. The craziest thing I had done is go to a male dance show with some friends. I did not care for it though.
I lost my virginity to my husband on our wedding night. I was scared, but it ended up being nice. My husband has a small penis.
I did not know how small at the time since he was all I ever had. I rarely had an orgasm with my husband and I often thought it was me that was doing something wrong.
Early on in our marriage, everything was normal. About 15 years in, my husband started to ask me about sleeping with another man. I guess I should say he wanted me to have a man with a large penis.
I was shocked. I did not want this. Why was he asking me to do this? Did he have other motives? I did not want to cheat on my marriage.
He was persistent with it, and often would do things indirectly, like whisper it into my ear as we had sex.
He would also compare his penis to something large like an empty paper towel roll. He would hold it up next to his and tell me that there are actually guys out there who are this big.
While fascinating, I really did not care.
He also assured me that I was not cheating since he was aware.
I actually grew tired of his asking, and eventually gave in. I thought that if I did, he would get over it. Maybe I could do this for him, and he would be satisfied. It would be a one time thing. I even wondered if I gave in, would he chicken out and not have me do it after all?
My husband shocked me even more when he said it should be a black guy.
Why a black guy?
Now, I have nothing against any race of people. We are the same on the inside. I was just not sure about this.
Like I said, I am not dumb. I've heard the rumors of black men being hung. I just did not care about the race of the guy.
I am picky with guys. They do not have to have the perfect looks, as long as they treat a woman right. I love Hispanic men. I am a Latina myself, and I think they mostly treat a woman the way I like to be treated.
He just thought it would be hot for me to sleep with a black guy.
My husband encouraged me more and more everyday. If I were going to do this, I wanted someone close. I did not want a stranger off of the internet. It had to be someone I know.
There was a nice black gentleman I worked with who was very friendly. He and I talked a lot at work. We had lunch together. You know, all the usual office stuff.
He knew I was married, and had even met my husband at office functions.
He liked to flirt, and seemed to do so with me. I told my husband about this. I thought it might make him jealous and not want to continue.
To my surprise, he said that I should try to get a date with him. He encouraged me to flirt back and see what happens.
Now, I was nervous like you would not believe, but I started to flirt back some. He seemed to like it. Eventually, he did ask me if I wanted to go out with him.
I accepted.
My husband was thrilled and just could not stop talking about what was to come.
I was still very nervous.
We chose to go out to a restaurant about 30 minutes from where we live because I was so worried about being seen by people we know. How could I explain this away to them if they saw?
When the night came, I was a bundle of nerves inside. I am good at hiding it though, and so I projected confidence to my husband as I was getting ready.
I had on a nice skirt outfit. I had panties on, and always do. I just do not like the commando feeling. As I was heading out the door, my husband pulled my panties off and said that my date would like this.
I asked my husband if he was sure this is what he wanted. Once I left, this was it. If something happened, we could not erase it from our past.
He said yes.
I left.
I met my date at the restaurant parking lot. I parked next to him and we got out and he kissed me on the cheek. He grabbed my hand and we went inside. I was still very nervous but did not show it.
We sat down and ordered some red wine. There was just a lot of small talk about the office and life in general. Once we were loose from the wine, I think we both started to enjoy the date more.
He reached under my skirt, and ran his hand all the way up to my pussy. This was new ground for me. My heart raced. I did not know what to do. He did not put any fingers inside, but had a huge smile on his face when he realized I had no underwear on.
I pushed his hand back out and said not here. I am just too shy to do something like this here in public.
He said he'd always thought I was sexy. He knew I was married though and figured he never would have a chance with me.
I thanked him for the compliment and kissed his lips. Just a quick kiss, but it was our first.
Wow, I am married and just kissed a man who is not my husband. My mind was going crazy. My heart raced again.
We finished up our meal and he asked me if I would like to go to his house.
I said yes.
We went in his car and left mine there in the lot. His house was close by so it did not take long to get there. We were mostly silent on the way there. I was going through a lot in my head. Will this happen? Will I be brave enough to go through with it? Of course, I was still so nervous.
This was it. No turning back.
He walked me inside and as soon as we got in, he pulled me close and kissed me deeply. I accepted him and kissed him back deeply.
He pulled off his shirt and I saw his well built body. I mean, I like my husband's body, but this body was so manly! Not a hair on it too.
I put my hand on his abs and we continued to kiss heavily.
I lifted off my top and took off my bra to expose my 40D breasts to him. He went down and started to suck on my nipples. I absolutely love having my nipples nibbled on!
He then dropped his pants to the ground. I saw the bulge in his boxers and could not believe it. He took my hand and put it on his bulge and went back to making out with me.
I rubbed him through his boxers. I then dropped my skirt to the ground.
Now, I am a woman. I am conscientious about my body. I have put on pounds since marriage. I also have a natural pussy. Yes, that is correct, I have never shaved down there in my life. Of course I was a little worried about what he thought just then when I was finally naked.
He seemed to like what he saw and took my hand and led me to his bedroom. My heart was beating fast. Oh my, this was about to happen. This was it. I could not stop now.
He had me lie down on his bed and then he dropped his boxers. He stood straight out. Wow, my husband was right. There really are men that big out there.
He got on his knees and licked me. I have always enjoyed it when my husband licks me, and this was just as good.
It was not long until he climb up on his bed and was kneeling right over me. His penis very close to entering me. I had wanted to use a condom because I do not use any birth control. I am catholic, remember?
Totally spaced it though. I stared into his eyes as he slowly went inside me. I immediately felt the difference between he and my husband, and it was huge. My husband is 4 inches erect. This guy was almost 10. We measured once.
He kissed me as he thrust in and out.
It was a strange feeling. My mind did not want this. Yes, that is right. I really did not want to do this, even right then. I wanted to make my husband happy though. Here I was, a married woman with another man's penis inside of me. To add to the complexity of it all, my husband is okay with it! It should not be.
My body was a different story.
I was temporarily lost in *******. He was making passionate love to me, and I was liking it! Each stroke that he did felt better than the last. I felt as if I would pass out. I was a sweating. My pussy was drenched, and left a wet stain on his sheets.
I never knew it could feel that good. It was wonderful! It was the most amazing feeling I ever had up until then. He was gentle, but oh so good. He stretched me to where I had not been. He went deep too.
My body quivered with orgasm after orgasm. He would french kiss me every minute or so and I liked it!
He went long. My husband is a 5 minute guy. He also knew how to use it. He was in to me.
I knew he had to be close so I told him to pull out when he cums. Just then he had started to cum. He did at least one spurt inside of me, before pulling out and spraying the rest on my belly. He was not aware of my birth control situation, but I told him later. I was stupid, and did not play that way again. Pulling out had worked for hubby and I, but we could not be foolish like this with him. This was absolutely insane to be this careless with my very fertile womb.
For the first time in my life, I had the sperm of another man inside of me and on me. What a feeling! It was wrong, but I was excited too. I mean, why did my husband want me to do this?
He rolled off of me and we were side by side. My body was still shaking from this amazing sex. We talked a little. I never mentioned until later that my husband was in on this.
We just stayed there for about 20 minutes. He held me and would give me soft kisses on my neck, face, lips, chest. He never knew until later, much of the details about me, including that he was only the second guy I had slept with.
We cleaned up and got dressed and he drove me back to the restaurant. When we got there, he asked me if I would give him a blowjob. I do not like to give those. My husband wants them often, but I just do not do them. Well, I did it for him that night, right there in his car. He came on my face and lips. I wiped up and got into my car. He rolled his window down and asked me if this would happen again. I told him that I did not know.
He thanked me and I thanked him and I left back home.
Once home, my husband was crazy. He wanted every little detail right then. He kissed me and I thought it was nasty since my date had cum on my lips. I told him to stop kissing me and the reason why, but he kept doing it anyway.
I cleaned myself up and then told him all that had happened.
I really thought this would satisfy him, but it did not. He only wanted more now.
We dove in deep and did a lot of crazy things over a few years time.
It is over now though because we actually fell in love with each other. I guess it was bound to happen. I was spending more time with my lover than my husband. He even liked it that way.
We were working out together, vacationing together. I was going to his house almost nightly. It had to stop. I never wanted to leave my husband, but I was also so in love with this man.
We sought counseling and got over this whole affair. I miss my lover sometimes, but I have to do what is right for my marriage.
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