20/10/2021
I am a married typical working lawyer, all day in office and meetings. My husband is also a lawyer in the same firm.
Married 15 years and like all things with time becomes routine and boring. Life becomes a habit rather than an adventure.
A legal case needed someone to travel to a country in N. Africa, and I was asked to go. I arrived at a very first-class hotel, and after a whole day of meetings, I needed a stiff drink to calm my nerves down.
Sitting at the bar, a gentleman sat near me and a conversation started about which country we come from and the reason for our visit. He was extremely polite and very well educated, a good listener, and very informed. Needless to say, he piqued my interest even though I had never in my past considered a fling adventure I found myself aroused by him.
Anyway, one thing led to another and I invited him to my room after several drinks. In the bedroom, we kissed and touched, and he asked me to get naked for him slowly, I did and enjoyed his concentrated look at me then he got naked and I was very surprised, I said do all men from your country carry this size, he smiled and said not to worry, that he is very gentle, which calmed me a little bit.
After foreplay, we both were in bed and he was ready to have me, he spread me and started to rub my lips, it felt so very good, but as he started to enter, I could feel that I was going to have to accept some pain until I can fit all of him.
I did it with moans, aches, and pleasurable pain, but I knew he wasn't going to let me free, and that like the man he was, I was going to be used and enjoyed by him.
I must admit that with this new excitement I got so wet and once he had reached his maximum he started to pound my insides hard, where he said he loved it when a woman made surrendering voices to a man's stabs.
With his talking and kissing, I found myself wanting to be his in any way he wanted not realizing that by giving him the notion I was willing to turn myself to him, meant that he was going to go with me where no other had before him.
At first, he turned me on my knees thinking he wanted me doggy style I relaxed and spread myself for him to enjoy and facilitate his penetration which he did, and after very strong thrusting he came out and started to rub my anal hole, I told him I wasn't ready for that, but he said he would only rub to stimulate me even more.
True to his words, I was getting stimulated and started to want to feel him pushing a little more, I said to him that it felt good, and to keep it up, but before I knew what happened he shafted me all the way, the penetrating pain made tears come to my eyes, and he kept deep inside me and with his weight on top of me not able to move him.
While I was feeling pain, he was kissing me and told me that it will feel good when I get used to him and the pain subsides, after a short while he started to thrust gently, and between pain and slight pleasure he kept on saying that in a few days I will get an urge to be fucked in my ass and will miss him then.
I admit it was certainly less pleasurable than in my vagina, but he wanted to finish in my back and I realized that his attitude change from gentle to dominating and using me like a whore. Never the less he kept thrusting gently in my anal and with time I did start to feel the pleasure of having him fuck me in my ass.
That night he would not have enough of me and I told him I needed to sleep for tomorrow was workday, but I simply could not stop him from mounting me and making me pleasure him, what a night.
After a month had passed, I started to remember him and was having the urge to be taken in the back just like he said. I have had several flings since, but non as good as him.