Having had my share of men over the years, having entered the 40's, having been married for many years, having given birth to a lovely daughter, having been settled with a nice job and a nice house and a nice car and a nice holiday every other year - I thought I knew it all.

I was hit completely off-guard by some significant experiences during our first months together as a newly enamored couple. It was like entering a carousel - no, rather a roller coaster. My entire life seemed to be turned up side down by my lover's lifestyle: raising his two boys while being duly completed with a full-time job, having his rehearsels with the band once or twice a week, organizing the concerts every other weekend in different towns, making plans to fulfill his dreams and fantasies - it seemed like mission impossible to me.

And yet, we had our share of private time with one another where I got to know his secret dreams and fantasies and where I got to know my own dreams and fantasies better than ever before in my life. I felt like Sleeping Beauty that got her first kiss by the prince.

No way! He wasn't the prince, he rather seemed like the incarnate devil. He opened the forbidden doors I even didn't know existed. Sure, me and the girls had our share of whispered highlights we had read about or had seen on the 'net. However, I had only expierenced the classics during my marriage, without any fooling around or experimenting. And I doubt, most of them ever got beyond dreaming.

How could a man ever go down on me? And enjoy it? And even strive for it after having filled up my pussy with his cum? Without giving me a chance to clean myself thoroughly? Well, I felt sparkling clean afterwards...

And what did I do? Never before I felt so much pleasure, never before I could relax completely, never before I orgasmed without given a chance to leave this level of ecstacy, never before I fainted or called out 'uncle'.

It didn't stop there. It hadn't even started yet.

With mixed feelings and yet excited like a little girl my little family joined his little family for a trip to SE Asia. Wow, after we met only 3 months ago, with three little kids, 12 hours away from home, a complete different culture, double-wow.

This devil knew exactly what he had planned. For 20 years he had dreamt to stay in this part of the world instead of only stopping over on his way to Australia. And for at least the same period of time he had fantasized to share the tropics with his dream girl.

I returned as a woman. There wasn't a single night where I wasn't left breathless and sweating and wet and excited. I couldn't get enough of this devil and his perverted ideas. For several times I stood in front of the mirror and wondered if this dripping girl with sparkling eyes was really 'little me', embraced by my likewise dripping lover with likewise sparkling eyes.

As always it started quite innocent. I already got to love his pleasure giving tongue deep in my dripping snatch, but what's this? It doesn't feel like his finger tapping at my dark hole, wait a sec, it feels like his tongue which not only licked me there but tried to enter. And enter it did. How can something dirty feel sooo good? Deeper and deeper it wormed its way into my bowels.

That's when I lost it again, however this time I not only lost my anal cherry to a tongue and had my first 'assgasm', but I also lost my control completely and my piss formed an arch and splattered all over the place and left us drenched.

Today I know he had anticipated something like this. That special night I was shocked beyond belief and was afraid he'd leave me then and there. You probably know the answer, this wasn't the last night we played erotic watersport. As I've already learned to savour his cum before (tell you a secret: nothing beats flavored 'cum cocktail' after having a couple of traditional cocktails), now I learned to savour his piss as well (remember the cocktail?).

I don't know how the nice and pretty maids thought of us, regularly one part of the Kingsize bed looked like a wet embattled field in the morning. They never showed, but like magic the matresses where covered with rubber linen after 2 days.

Which made him not only smile enigmatically, but even more daring. I'd never ever known before how special rubber feels on naked skin. If it was tingling for me, it was thrilling for my devil. More than once we fucked each other to a frenzy while being encased in rubber, I couldn't imagine that my man could cum even after I had drained him completely. Not surprisingly, this part of our bed was almost dry since we cleaned each other carefully not to miss any drop.

If the first steps of our relationship seemed rather tame (see our first blog entry), I entered a complete new world during this trip where I lost my virginity to my nasty lover and joined him as his equally nasty soul mate.