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Hi Guys Lisa blogging away again.
I was planning on going to a swingers short skirt no underwear event last night. I like the events
at this venue because it is in a mixed mostly black neighborhood. They even have racially exclusive events
at another club a few miles from this place. Up where we live it is all white upper middle class and often
takes place on a floor of a hotel, not a "club"
My husband wanted to watch the Big Ten Championship and even after texting around, could not find
anyone as a substitute. Considered going solo but it is a long drive and really do not feel safe in that neighborhood.
Called up anyway, the event was sold out, which explains why the email did not go out promoting it at the days leading up
to it.
So, was more than a bit buzzed and horny, decided to text a few guys. First one, Ken, yes that is his fucking name
a black guy named Ken. never met anyone named Ken ever except for him. He is in his late 20's, comes from an upper middle-class family. Very polite, tall, fit, kind and has no issues with fucking a married woman in her 50's, that is me in case you have not figured that out.
Had not seen him since a very memorable afternoon of Anal sex about 3 years ago. Not a big fan of anal sex but after having sex with him a few times really wanted to see if my ass could handle it. What if I couldn't? Thankfully, I was able to handle it. My eyes are still inside my skull but holy shit, it was an incredible act of submission for me. Rarely do I let a man control me in the bedroom or in any aspect of my life. He fucked me, he owned me. My body was his toy, felt like being sexually assaulted by an evil 12 foot devil giant
He responded right away, tried to persuade me to go to his place. Sorry honey, had a few drinks, you come here and yea, my husband is here.
Fast Forward, he shows up. Being the polite guy he is suggested someplace where my husband does not sleep. We went up into
our in law suite wing bedroom. Never had sex in that bed, ever. Well, damn he gave it a good breaking in.
He spent the night and he had no issues recharging his hard cock a couple of times an hour. After two times, told him to not bother with a god damn condom. I wanted his cum on me in me and all over my face. Finally for the finale?? What do think happened. No condom. Kissed him goodbye and still feel like a total slut. Used to find this feeling of shame and regret painful. Now it feels kinda exhilarating. Oh no, am I pregnant? Thankfully, that terror and fear is in the past.
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