Crossing The Line

I had been communicating online for years, wanting to take the step and do something about my desires but scared to lose everything, scared that I would not be able to stop, not wanting to hurt family by cheating. The desires had been with me since I was 13, always curious about what it would taste like, intense desire to submit to another guy and let him (or them) take my naked body for their pleasure and mine.

Secretly looking in the high school showers, checking out their jeans covered asses and bulges, wondering what was underneath. I am and always have been more attracted to women but had the secret desire to be the woman in a sexual encounter, allowing a guy to remove my clothes and use me, maybe allow a group use me.

I finally told a friend who said she suspected my fantasies and she told me to go out and get some, get it out of my system she said so I could restore my focus to my wife. Well the thoughts have not left and eventually another friend was told - a gay man who I had no attraction to but would understand.

Evan entered my life through reading my fantasies online. Dozees of messages passed back and forth, most highly erotic and tremendously hot. I dropped my guard and gaziantep escort told him I would be at the maii in Braintree, MA on a Saturday afternoon, dressed casually in ripped jeans, a white baggy shirt and flip flops, designed for easy removal of course. I wear the hemp anklet on my right ankle, the identifying mark for him when I sit and the leg of my jeans rises.

After wandering about for 20 minutes, I sit on a bench, and see him a few feet away at the prearranged location. I turn as I get up and he approaches me from behind in the crowded mall, his hand gently grabbing my ass, a finger slipping through a rip and revealing I was wearing nothing underneath. All he says is "the room is waiting" and we proceed out to our cars and to the Sheraton across the street. The excitement of the moment is powerful as I enter the lobby following him to the room where I will lose my virginity and realize my decades long fantasies.

The room is dark as I enter and as I kick off my flip flops Evan is removing my shirt, caressing my chest, reaching around to grab my ass, sliding his fingers inside my jeans and pushing them to the floor. I'm naked in a hotel room with a man who wants me, my cock grows larger then it ever has, I feel like a slut and step to him as he removes his shirt, I unbutton his pants