Indiscretion of a Married Women - Sex Stories

Indiscretion of a Married Women

I was cruising through the online personal ads one night looking for other bisexual women in my area to talk to. There was an ad for someone looking for erotic stories. They wanted to masturbate while reading them. I didn't pay attention to where the person was from. In a rather cocky manner, I sent her the path to my web sight where I post the stories I write and told her to "have at it". Unexpectedly, she responded and we began communicating through e-mail regularly. I learned we lived in the same city, hung out at the same bar, and were a lot alike. We made plans to meet. I found myself extremely nervous but also anxious. I had no clue what she looked like so every time a female came into the bar, I studied them carefully waiting to see if they were going to come over to me. I watched an attractive strawberry blonde walk in. My lungs got tight as I saw her walk towards me. She has cute dimples in her cheeks and nuclear green eyes. I found myself attracted to her right away.

Ended up we went to the same high school, knew a lot of the same people and really did have a lot in common. We began to see each other once a week. Every time I am around her, inside I am thinking how I just want to touch her. One night, we took our husbands to a strip club, and slipped off to the bathroom where I kissed her for the first time. I didn't want to stop. Another time we got together to hang out at our favorite bar. All night we teased and toyed with each other. Finger nails up a thigh ...

... or hands caressing the back. By the end of the night when the bar was closing, we ended up in the parking lot. The weather was freezing cold. I pinned her to the car and began to kiss her. There were quite a few people in the parking lot, but I didn't care.

I just continued to kiss her. Sliding my hand up her shirt, I twisted her nipple between my cold fingertips as I kissed and sucked her neck. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back and dragged my tongue down her neck to her cleavage. She has this small indention on her breastbone that had been catching my eye; I had to put my lips on it. People were staring and making playful comments and we didn't care. Although I knew there were people as close as only a few feet away, I was so wrapped up in the moment I kept forgetting they were there. I was thinking of what all I wanted to do to her. At that moment I was thinking of something rough and nasty, like ripping her clothes from her body, and fucking her till her knees quivered. I pictured bending her over the hood of the car, removing her pants, restraining her wrists, propping her leg on the bumper of the car, and kneeling down under her. I wanted to suck, bite, and slap her clit, while fingering her fast and hard till she came.

My mind races through so many sexual scenarios when I am with her. I plan to do everyone of them if she will let me. Everything from primal hard nasty fucking to soft sensual sex. I have tried to pin point one thing that I would like to do to ...