This whole Coronavirus thing sucks. Working mostly from home means I see my husband way too much. I mean, we’re having awesome married couple sex — but that’s like eating pizza every day. I love it but I need variety.
As readers know, I’ve also been seeing Dan too often recently. We have our adventures and we text all the time. Yesterday, I even told my guy I was going into work in the morning — but that was a huge lie as the office is closed. But I wanted to see Dan.
I drove straight to his house and let myself in. He said, “You know you’re not wearing clothes in here.”
I was naked in under a minute and joined him in the living room where he was online and also naked. God, his cock is so awesome. I really need to not love it so much.
Dan hugged me, we sat on the couch, and he said, “Let’s see how long you can blow me for.”
So that was my job — other than a brief sixty-nine during our cuddle on the couch — and I must have spent nearly an hour slurping his huge cock and licking his ass and balls.
When his cell rang, he told the caller, “Right now I’m enjoying an amazing blow job from my friend Lindsay.”
Then he took a picture of my head buried in his lap and sent it. I continued to suck and listen as he said, “You’re welcome to join us… yes, really. Well, you know where I am,” and he ended the call.
“This could be a fun day,” he said, pushing my head back down on his cock. “If anyone comes over, you will do as I say, right?”
“Yes, sir,“ I mumbled and went on sucking till he told me to stop because he didn’t want to cum yet. He put me over the end of the couch, lubed my ass, and fucked it till he filled it with his cum.
I was ready to climax, too, but he said, “You cum when I say.” I hate that but he’s the boss.
Dan turned on the television and then started sending out texts. He asked how much time I had and, as it was only ten, I told him another four hours. He’d told people if they wanted sex to message him but he thought a friend was already on his way.
About forty-five minutes later, Dan went to answer a knock on the door and I heard a man’s voice. I was stretched out naked on the couch when they entered the room and Dan said, “Lindsay, this is my friend.”
“Do I know you? I asked.
“I’m Roger. I’m on AFF and we chat a few times a week.”
“Sorry, I’m still not sure if I know you.”
“You love my cock, Lindsay,” he said. “You’ve seen it on Cam.”
“Oh, in that case, I’m sure I’ll recall it if I see it again.”
Roger asked if my husband knew where I was and Dan butted in, “No, and he can’t find out either.”
Sitting near me, Roger asked, “Can I have you? Really?”
He seemed to be astonished at the prospect but Dan said, “She will do as she’s told, won’t you?”
“If you say so… then, yes.”
Roger was a balding fat mess and asked me to go to him. I did and he immediately fondled my breasts, kissing and licking me all over. He went down on me like a fat kid eating pie with his hands tied — and, believe me, it felt awesome. I was soon soaking and it wasn’t just from Dan’s earlier cum.
Roger stood up after I came and took his off pants. “Yeah, suck this,” he said and pushed his bulbous-headed cock into my mouth. It was enormously thick and I gagged as he fed it to me.
He covered my face with a mixture of his pre-cum and my drool and, in quick time, he had me on all-fours fucking me as deep and as hard as he could. Then he withdrew, turned me over, and pinned my legs up near my head. Now he was really all the way in and pounded me till he pulled out and spurted over my face, neck, and breasts. He moaned loudly and afterward said, “Oh god, I needed that.”
When I stood, his cum flooded out of me but we talked for a while and he thanked Dan then me before he went back to wherever.
Dan had lunch delivered before his phone rang again. “Yes, she’s here,” he said. “Yeah, you guys can come by.” He hung up and said, “Hope you like Latinos.”
Dan explained that he’d posted on his swingers site that we were up for fun and this particular couple came from a nearby town. “I think you need some fun and I do, too,” he said.
They arrived in less than thirty minutes and we smoked a strong joint and the fun began before I even caught their names. Naked, we went into the bedroom and the action was immediately awesome. She went down on me and he was in my mouth while Dan ate her. This was not for beginners!
He asked about condoms. “If you’re clean, we are,” said Dan and that was the only talking for the next half-hour as we partnered off. The Spanish guy was great to look at — mid-forties probably and in shape — and he really fucked me but only missionary. I thought that was odd but Dan and the woman finished and they watched us till the guy came on my pussy.
After a few words and hugs, the couple left as quickly as they’d arrived. I guess Dan had been chatting with them, showing pictures of me, and with nobody going out, everyone is bored.
Dan and I cleaned up, showered together, and he said, “Let’s do this a lot while the world is in such a strange phase.” I said I’d try.
When I got home, my guy was playing video games with his kid and I told him I needed a nap. He said that he loved me and I felt guilty, a miserable feeling on an otherwise great day.
Later, we did family crap, watched way too much TV, till it was time for husband sex and sleep.
I still think I need to take a break from Dan. I may be getting too attached but who knows? I really hope my man has a piece on the side — that would make me feel better.
I’m hoping a party this coming weekend doesn’t get canceled. I’ll make it up to him somehow. Physically, I’m so happy and satisfied but, mentally, a little guilty.
I’ll take it day by day.
