The time I didn’t tell my husband

We would often play with other couples and singles but my husband also enjoys when I go and play on my own. The only rule is that I have to tell him before and stay in contact during. I send him pics and vids of what I’m up to as well.

Of course, when I’m horny, I don’t always think straight. I was out with some friends, having a few drinks, and having fun when I received a text from a guy I had met at a hotel swingers party. We had talked but it was really late so we had only exchanged numbers.

He happened to be nearby when he texted so I told him to pick me up. I told my friends I had to go and pretended this guy was my uber. I hoped in his truck and leaned in for a long kiss. He was wearing loose running shorts so I ran my hand up his leg and grabbed him. He instantly was hard. I ended up putting my hand over his waistband as he drove so I could stroke his cock. I spit on it a few times but didn’t put it in my mouth. It was driving him crazy.

Once back at his place, it was crazy. My clothes were gone, I don’t even remember how they came off. I was on top of him, on his couch, in 69 with his cock down my throat. His face was in my pussy, tongue wrestling my clit, and his thumb thrusting in and out of my ass. Like I said, it was crazy. I came on his face a few times but he didn’t let up. I kept his cock in my mouth while I massaged his balls, which happened to be covered in my saliva as well. I could feel his balls tighten, leading me to think he was about to cum but he wouldn’t. I finally jumped off and asked for a break. We ended up fucking in every position possible for hours. He finally came with me riding him. I thought it would never end. I was so sore. Not because he was huge but I think we fucked for three hours straight. I was a mess.

When I came to my senses, I realized my husband had been texting and calling. He was worried so he tracked my cell and came to find me. He said that when he pulled into the apartment complex and turned off his truck, he could hear us fucking. He waited patiently for us to finish then texted one last time to tell me he was outside.

I felt so bad for not having followed the rules. I’ll tell you about my punishment sometime.