My Wife's Diary About Anal Sex | Anal Sex Story

Before I start with the experience, I would like to introduce myself briefly. I am Torsten, (35 Male), and have been married to my wife Bianca (31 Female) for 6 years. We have a pleased and harmonious marriage. Our sex life is great and full of lust and passion. Bianca is 176 cm tall, with blonde hair, small breasts, and, what is much more important to me, a wonderfully tight ass. About 4 weeks ago she did me a huge favor and almost completely depilated her tight little pussy. Like every man, I have been trying to get her excited about anal sex for some time, but even though she is already receptive to finger games on her ass, she has never allowed me to do anything more.

What I would like to tell you now began when I was vacuuming our bedroom one of the last weekends when I knocked her diary off the bedside table and it fell open onto the floor. I was just about to pick it up again when my eyes fell on the sentence written in large letters: "I felt his slightly swollen cock on my bum!" I felt as if the ground had been pulled out from under me and I couldn't breathe. What does that mean?? Raced through my head and I couldn't think anymore. When Bianca called me from downstairs, I quickly closed the diary and frantically put it back in its place.

Of course, I thought about what the sentence meant, and of course,e I wanted to confront her with it, but I thought it would be better to calm down first and get to the bottom of the matter at the right time. Since Bianca regularly goes aqua jogging in the swimming pool in town on Mondays, I decided to use this time for something for myself. During the day I acted as if nothing had happened and pondered for a sensible explanation long before I fell asleep. Of course, she is an attractive woman and other men look at her, but up until now I had never had any reason to be jealous it made me proud to have such a great woman.

When I came home from work on Monday evening, Bianca had already packed her things and we had a quick meal together before she set off as she wanted to do some shopping before class. Good, I thought to myself, then I have enough time to get to the bottom of the matter. I then went into our bedroom and grabbed the diary and after a quick leaf through it quickly found the page with the big letters. My heart was pounding in my throat and sure enough, there it was again “felt his slightly swollen cock on my bum!!” I frantically leafed back to the beginning of what had been written and looked at the date, which was about 6 weeks ago.

I would now like to repeat exactly and word for word from the beginning what I then read:

“Dear diary, today I was in town and finally bought myself a new bikini from HundM, which is tied at the hips with bows. It was about time. I wanted to try it out that evening while aqua jogging. But I still can’t believe what happened. So I left in the evening and quickly changed because I was a bit late. Just as I got into the hall, I bumped into Rainer, one of our two men who were there with their wives.

I think he is at least in his late fifties, with slightly greying hair – but really good-looking and very charming. “Oops,” he said with a laugh, “you’re answering today,” I said that I had overlooked him, but he said that he wasn’t at all uncomfortable with it and immediately noticed my new bikini. He said how good it looked on me and said that the bows were very dangerous. I immediately asked why, and he said with a grin that it was easy to get tangled up. I think I blushed and replied that that was quite unlikely if you kept your fingers to yourself. At that moment, Monika's wife came around the corner and before she reached us, Rainer said quietly to me, "I think that's going to be difficult."

The lesson then began and we got going. During the lesson, he swam close behind me and asked with a smile, "And? Will the loops hold?" "I hope so," I said and noticed how as if by chance, he grabbed my hip with his hand as he swam past and stroked my bottom. "But that's better. Otherwise, with your hot bottom, I wouldn't be able to get out of the water afterward!" I thought I wasn't hearing correctly. Was he hitting on me here in the swimming pool?? I thought I had misheard and smiled at him. Nothing else happened, so I was glad that he left the pool with his wife before me. But instead of going straight into the shower, he took a conspicuous amount of time and engaged our second gentleman in conversation.

As I climbed up the ladder, I noticed his gaze scanning me. He came towards me with a nice smile, looked me up and down, and then said quietly to me: “Do you know what I like best about your new bikini? It doesn’t just look enchanting – you can read it too!” Then he left me standing there and went into the men’s shower. While I was standing in the shower and wondering what he could have meant, I looked down at myself and noticed that my panties had slipped into my pussy at the front!! Now I knew what he meant. 

HOW EMBARRASSING!!! 

After I had showered, I went to the changing rooms and was just getting my things out of the locker when someone grabbed my bum from behind and said: “If that isn’t an invitation.” I turned around in a flash and was about to scream when Rainer grabbed my hips with both hands and smiled and said: “Sorry, I couldn’t resist! I hope you’re not mad at me.” So what should I do? I turned around again and said that I wasn't mad at him, but that he should keep his cheeky fingers to himself. Then I noticed how he cheekily stepped behind me again and pressed his crotch right against my bum! I could feel his slightly swollen cock against my bum through my swimming trunks!! It hit me like lightning and I was unable to do anything, let alone move. 

He pulled me towards the changing room with both hands on my hips and whispered "Come on, trust me," he said, "I know you'll like it." Then he pushed me into the changing room with my things in front of him and closed the door behind us. Completely unable to say or do anything, I let him take the things from my hand, which he then hung on the hook in the wall. He looked deeply but somehow lovingly into my eyes. He was now standing very close to me and I could already feel his breath as he pulled me towards him and tried to kiss me, but I fended him off! While he pressed me against the cabin wall with his body, he stroked my sides up and down with both hands - which gave me goosebumps. I noticed how my nipples became hard and poked through the fabric of my top.

Then I started thinking again and I was just about to protest and say something when he put a finger on my lips and whispered: “Pssst, we don’t want to cause a stir.” He took a small step to the side and then slowly ran his finger down my neck, between my breasts, and over my stomach down to my bikini briefs. With the tip of his finger, he stroked the fabric of my panties and pressed it gently into my pussy. I noticed how my goosebumps were getting stronger and a pleasant pulling sensation spread through my lower abdomen. His mouth was right next to my ear and the tip of his tongue licked my earlobe as he moaned softly in my ear: “See - I told you, you'll like it.” With very light pressure from his fingers, he pushed my labia together on the left and right through the fabric of my panties and then pulled my pussy forward very slightly. Then he let go of my pussy and repeated it. This treatment stimulated my clitoris so much that I suddenly became wet and - I still can't believe it - a moan escaped my mouth. This scoundrel knew exactly what he was doing and I stood there and allowed a much older stranger to touch me. And the worst thing was - it felt so good and at the same time so forbidden. These thoughts flashed through my head and I suddenly came to my senses again. I grabbed his hand and said quietly but firmly "Stop!". He grinned at me and said with a smile: "What, stop? We haven't even started yet. We could have a lot more fun together - come on, let's carry on - I can see that you need it too."

Stammering, I pointed out to him that we were both married after all and that he had taken me by surprise and asked him to leave. He apologized for his behavior with a broad grin and said that he couldn't have held back because I was making him so horny. I then quickly pushed him out of my cabin into the hallway as he said we would see each other again. I quickly closed the cabin door and was glad to have stopped the whole thing before it got out of control.

On the way home, the craziest thoughts ran through my head. Of course, I felt really bad about Torsten. But I couldn't possibly tell him what had happened. How could I explain it I could never have confessed to him that I liked the way Rainer had touched me. The fact that a man so much older than me was keen on me even flattered me a little. Luckily nothing had happened, I hadn't done anything and I could reassure myself that I hadn't cheated on my husband. After all, something like that would never happen again, I finally calmed myself down and decided to keep the whole thing to myself...

I stared in shock at the lines in my wife's diary and couldn't believe what I had just read. Bianca, my wife, had let an older man touch her in the swimming pool and had kept quiet - it ran through my head. That couldn't be! Since the whole thing had happened six weeks ago, I naturally asked myself what or if anything had happened in the meantime. I was always sure that my wife was faithful to me and would have put my hand in the fire for it, but now I began to have doubts. I looked at the clock. I still had three-quarters of an hour until she came back from training - enough time to continue reading the diary. I suddenly felt that, despite the excitement in my jeans, my pants had become very tight and I had an erection. I opened my pants and quickly looked for the next Friday when there was aqua jogging again and continued reading...

Friday,

Today it was that time again, aqua jogging in the evening. I considered whether I should go at all, but somehow I thought it would be silly not to go. Rainer, the old scoundrel, wouldn't dare touch me again and after all, I hadn't encouraged him in any way. So after Torsten and I had eaten dinner together, I set off and met Rainer in the parking lot, who had just arrived with his wife. They both greeted me with a big hello as always and we went into the hall. Rainer was charming as always and didn't make any innuendos or anything like that. I felt stupid - everything was as usual and I didn't think about anything else that anything could happen. Before we went into the hall, his wife asked me what I thought about a Christmas party with the course participants. I thought it was a great idea and said that it was a good idea and that we should ask the others. Monika, Rainer's wife, took over straight away but then the lesson started soon after. During training, Rainer always stayed close to his wife and I was sure that the matter was settled. No hints whatsoever - not even a look that somehow indicated that he was still interested in me.

When the hour was over and we were all standing on the ladder to leave the pool, Monika asked me if I wanted to come into the whirlpool with her to discuss the plans for our Christmas party. I told her that I would come right away because I wanted to go to the toilet first. When I got to the whirlpool, it was full except for one seat. And that was exactly to the right of Rainer, who was already sitting in it with Monika. I hesitated for a moment but then sat down on the free seat.

We then chatted and started to plan when the pool started its bubble program and it became too loud to continue talking. So I lay back and relaxed and enjoyed the massage of the air bubbles on my skin. I was just really relaxing when I felt a hand on my thigh that was not accidentally touching me there! It was Rainer who touched me again, sitting right next to his wife. I flinched slightly, but what could I do? I couldn't possibly make a fuss here in front of everyone. How could I explain it? So I pushed his hand away from me as discreetly as I could. But it came back immediately and this time he hooked his foot behind mine and tried to pull my leg over to him. I pressed my legs together and pulled away from his foot as he moved his right hand behind my back to my right hip and lightly tugged on the knot in my panty band twice - as if he wanted to say, "If you don't play along, I'll untie the bow."

Then he put his hand back on my thigh and pulled lightly in his direction. I didn't want to just let him do it and resisted.

Then I felt him grab my left wrist and guide my hand towards him. He pushed my hand right onto his swimming trunks where I could feel his swollen penis under them. I couldn't believe it - what was under the swimming trunks was pretty big and I pulled back again. Luckily he let go and grabbed my hand again a short moment later. He guided my hand back to his crotch and this time I felt his cock right in my hand. He had seized the moment and pulled his cock out of the side of his trouser leg. He put his hand over mine so that my fingers were right around his penis. It was so thick, however, that my fingers couldn't even come close to reaching around it. Then he pushed my hand along his cock and I was stunned to see that it was not only thick but also pretty long.

I simply couldn't believe what I had in my hand and realized at that moment that he was no longer holding me when I noticed how he used his foot and gentle pressure to pull my left leg a little towards him and put his hand on the inside of my thigh. And what did I do? I still held onto his belt and let him do what he wanted!!!! Giving in is sometimes wiser, I thought to myself since it wouldn't have made any sense to flee the whirlpool anyway.

The fingers of his right hand slowly wandered up my leg towards my panties as that pulling sensation spread through my abdomen again. I could feel his fingertips very intensely, gently stroking my pussy on the fabric of my panties. He paused briefly at that point and then, like in the changing room, rhythmically pressed my labia together again. I noticed how my labia swelled and the tingling continued to increase. And I just sat there and let it happen!!! My resistance was broken - and I think he knew it. While I was sitting there and he held my pussy between his fingers, he asked me to rub his cock with his other hand - I didn't know how to react now. Should I just ignore it? But his thing was so big that I could hardly ignore it and what did I do, stupid cow? I rubbed it!!!

However, the feeling of this enormous penis created a feeling of excitement in me that I resisted, but I moved up and down on his thick part. I had always thought that my Thorsten, with his 17*4, was already quite well built, but Rainer's cock was at least twice as long and twice as thick as Thorsten's. It didn't feel like I would have imagined an older man's cock to feel. It was so plump and so thick and I could feel his thick glans which was still under his foreskin. At the same time, I tried to convince myself that this had nothing to do with sex. I wouldn't be unfaithful to my husband by doing this.

At that exact moment, the whirlpool stopped bubbling and I immediately pulled my hand back and Rainer's hand disappeared too. My heart was pounding like crazy and I was really glad that no one had noticed. It would have been unthinkable if Monika had noticed anything. She started chatting to me again - my thoughts were going crazy and I felt bad about her and I found it difficult to concentrate on the conversation. We decided that Monika wanted to look for a suitable place in the next few days and I said that I wanted to go home. We all left the pool together and I was briefly surprised that Rainer had got his erection under control so quickly and that nothing else was noticeable.

I took my time in the shower because I didn't want to run into Monika or Rainer again that day. I showered thoroughly and after about 20 minutes I slowly made my way towards the changing rooms. I carefully looked down the changing room corridor to make sure that Rainer wasn't standing there and then quickly went to my locker to get my things and then quickly changed because I just wanted to go home. When I was finished and was about to open the changing room and leave, Rainer walked past my changing room at exactly that moment and noticed me immediately. My heart stopped - he turned around briefly looked over his shoulder and pushed me back into the changing room. "Well," he said, looking quietly at me, "did you like what you were doing in the pool - I thought you were just waiting to be taken properly." I stammered some nonsense as he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me towards him. "Admit it - you need someone who tells you exactly what to do," he said with a broad grin, kneading my buttocks demandingly through my sweatpants with both hands.

I told him that he should let me go and that I wanted to go, but he said, "Go? We're both going to continue exactly where we left off in the pool." Then he opened the zipper of his pants with a big grin and took out his cock. Now I could see what I had only felt before. I wasn't mistaken, he did have the biggest cock I had ever seen. Thick and long, it hung out of his pants, slightly swollen, and I could see his large glans, which were already protruding from under the foreskin and glistening wetly.

He looked me triumphantly in the eyes as if he knew what was going on in my head at that moment. "I hope you're not disappointed," he said with a smile. "Take a good look at what awaits you in the future." Questioningly and with a lump in my throat, I just stood there and stared at his cock as he said, "Go on! Touch it!" He retook my hand and guided it to his penis, and I reached for it hesitantly. "See - it's not that difficult." It became even harder in my hand and as I started to rub it I suddenly thought of Torsten. What would he have said if he had seen me like that? I was standing there in the changing room of our swimming pool with a strange, much older man who asked me to touch his cock and I just did it and let him fondle me. I had never in my life thought of doing something with another man and now this.

But his dominant nature created something like a lack of will in me and I have to admit that the sight of his cock even turned me on!! I asked myself whether it might have something to do with me that it could have happened. Had I turned him on? I hadn't done anything but he had managed to get me to do what he wanted me to. Of course - on the other hand, I also felt something like pride that the sight of me so obviously aroused him but after all, I'm married and can't just let that happen. What does he think he's doing, groping me so easily and, above all, so shamelessly? I tried to convince myself that I didn't feel anything - the fact that I allowed it was only due to my state of shock. But something was strange. Rainer, who I had always liked and who was attractive for his age, now had a mysterious attraction that I couldn't resist. What was that???

While these thoughts were going through my head, I noticed that Rainer was starting to pant. His cock had grown even bigger and was rock hard.

The foreskin was pushed back completely, revealing his thick red glans and the veins were prominent on the skin of his cock. Torsten had no foreskin, so I took a closer look at his cock as I rubbed it. I could see exactly how small drops of fluid came out of the hole in the glans. When I pushed his foreskin forward, this slimy fluid was gradually spread over the entire glans and the smell of sperm filled my nose. It smelled good. I couldn't believe that I was aroused by the smell of this cock, but there was a huge tingling between my legs. I looked closely at his cock and without thinking, I put my hand in his fly and felt his balls. I just thought, what a package, he must have huge balls. I lifted him a little and felt the weight of the parts. When I realized what I was doing, I quickly pulled my hand out of his pants.

Rainer then put his hand on my stomach and wanted to push it into the waistband of my jogging pants. Panic rose in me, I suspected what he was planning and said "No". He put his mouth close to my ear and whispered "I hope next time you shave perfectly". Then he opened the door and disappeared. My mouth was hanging open and I quickly closed the door behind him. I had to sit down first. My heart was pounding in my throat and I tried to clear my head and collect myself. I felt guilty - what had I done???? After a while, I was ready to leave and quickly made my way home. Luckily Torsten wasn't there, so I didn't have a problem explaining where I had been for so long, as it was already late.

I went into the bath first and tried to sort out what had happened. I was glad that Rainer couldn't go any further because his wife had stopped him and I hadn't cheated on Torsten. What would have happened if Monika hadn't intervened? It's unthinkable what Rainer would have done or what I would have done. I also thought about what he said about how I needed someone to show me how to do it. Of course, I knew straight away that it was a one-off "slip-up" and of course, I wouldn't shave for him. I find it strange anyway why men like it when women are completely shaved. Thorsten has asked me to do it a few times, but so far I've only shaved the sides because of the bikini.

I made a firm decision to let the matter rest, after all, I would never give him another chance to put me in that situation again.

My mouth fell open at what I had just read. My wife and this guy - that couldn't be. Now she had let him fondle her for the second time and Bianca just let it happen. I simply couldn't believe what was written in her diary and especially not what she had done with his cock. Damn, I had to do something to make it stop and considered confronting her - but then there would be a lot of trouble for snooping in her diary. Damn dilemma, I thought to myself and looked at the clock. Bianca should be back any minute. Had he perhaps made a move on her again today? That immediately flashed through my mind as I put the diary back in its place. I thought about what to do now and decided not to say anything for now and to continue reading the diary at the next opportunity to see what or if anything else had happened. I also noticed that my cock was rock hard - I was pretty aroused despite the inner anger and mixed feelings.

When Bianca came home, everything was as usual. She snuggled up next to me on the sofa as if nothing had happened and then she started cuddling with me and we ended up in our bed. I noticed that she was getting into the mood - she even willingly let me use my finger to pleasure her anus from the outside. I watched Bianca, who was lying there with her eyes closed, a little more closely than usual and wondered what was going through her head. Was she thinking about him? Then it occurred to me that she had only recently been completely shaved. She had surprised me with it a few days ago and cheekily said that she wanted to fulfill a long-held wish of mine. Was that true or had she perhaps done it for him? I can't describe it exactly, but the lines of her diary kept going through my head and I pictured what she had been doing in the changing room and came pretty quickly.

I waited all week for an opportunity to continue reading her diary, but something always got in the way. I had the wildest thoughts all week and the worst thing for me was watching her write for quite a long time in her diary. Of course, on the one hand, I was glad that she wrote so extensively because that was the only way I had the opportunity to participate in her thoughts, especially in what was going on behind my back, and to find out the whole truth. We were always together in the evenings, so the next opportunity to read was Friday when she went to the gym. When she was gone I rushed upstairs and quickly flicked through the last lines I had read and started reading again………

Wednesday,

I slept pretty restlessly last night. I dreamed about the situation in the changing room and woke up. The worst thing was that I was horny and my panties were soaking wet. Then I couldn't go back to sleep and couldn't get Rainer's words out of my head. What did he mean by me needing someone to show me how to do it? Okay, I can't undo what happened, but how did I end up going along with it??? His thing is pretty impressive and it felt pretty good too, but what made me let it happen??? I don't know. I'm married and I think it's best that I have a clarifying conversation with him when the opportunity arises. I don't want him to think he can just carry on like that. That's probably the smartest thing to do. If the opportunity arises on Friday, I'll clear things up. I'm getting my period tomorrow...

Friday,

I've been thinking all day about what or how I should tell Rainer. But it was all in vain because neither he nor Monika were there. Training was good as always, but when I was changing I unintentionally had to think about what had happened in the changing room last week. Then I drove home for the weekend...

Wednesday,

I was lying in the bathtub and relaxing. When I looked at myself in the mirror afterward, I thought about Torsten's wish that he would like to have me bare. I thought that maybe it would be good compensation for my "misstep" and what it would look like. I felt guilty and had to make up for it, so without thinking twice I got out his beard trimmer and sat down on our toilet. I hesitated for a moment, but when the first hairs started to fall out I just thought that there was no turning back now anyway, but the pleasant vibration of the beard trimmer and the tingling between my legs it caused made me carry on. Then I got Torsten's wet razor and finished my work with foam.

As I pulled the wet razor over my pussy, I got a little horny and ran my finger through it again and again. When I was finished, I looked at my work in the mirror. It felt strange but somehow it was also tingling to feel the skin so pure. I was curious to see what Torsten would say and was already imagining his face if he saw me like that. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I suddenly had to think of Rainer and what he had said when he left the changing room. What would he think of me if he had seen me like that? Of course, he would never find out, but what if? I looked in the mirror and my nipples became stiff! Oh my God, I thought and could feel in my mind again how he had squeezed my pussy through my panties in the pool. I am ashamed of myself but as I looked at myself in the mirror and became more and more tingly, I automatically put my hand between my legs and squeezed my labia together like he had done.

I planned to show Torsten my work that evening...let's see what he says.

……

Thursday,

When Torsten came home yesterday evening, I was already very excited about what he would say to my surprise, and seduced him in the living room after I had showered. After showering, I had deliberately not put on any panties under my leggings. It felt pretty good to feel the material directly on my pussy and I got in the mood pretty quickly without doing anything else. I pulled him into the bedroom and whispered in his ear that I had a surprise for him. I will never forget the light in his eyes when I simply pushed my leggings down and presented him with his present. He immediately pulled me onto the bed and attacked me more violently than he had in a long time. Unfortunately, he came pretty quickly, so I, unfortunately, came away empty-handed, but I had something to make up for and was happy to have finally fulfilled his wish.

Friday,

In the morning I met Vivien for coffee. But then I had to go shopping for the weekend. I was back at around 4 pm. and had dinner with Torsten. In the evening, there was training as usual. In the meantime, I had thought about how best to tell Rainer. As I drove into the parking lot, I saw his BMW in the rearview mirror. I parked and then got out. As he had parked his car in two spaces next to me, I saw that Monika was not with him. He looked straight at me and got out with a friendly smile. I asked him where Monika was, and he said that she had already driven to her daughter in Frankfurt last week to look after the grandchildren because her daughter had to go to the hospital. I was just about to tell him what I had prepared when he said with a grin that he was now all alone in the big house and could keep him company for a while in the next few weeks. I think I blushed, but just as I wanted to make it clear to him that he should leave me alone, a few other people from our course came, and I didn't get a chance. On the way to the pool, he cheekily asked me whether I had already fulfilled his wish. If he knew, I thought to myself but pretended not to have noticed and went into the pool. During the lesson, he swam past me twice, saying, “Have you or haven’t you?” and when I splashed water in his face in response, he said, “Okay, then I’ll have to look for myself later." "Not," I said, “but I have to discuss something with you again shortly afterward." He said that that sounded mysterious but that he didn’t have anything else planned anyway. 

After training, I changed and was just about to leave and wait for him in the car park when he came back down the changing room corridor and, of course, saw me straight away and came into my changing room as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He closed the door and put his things on the big board in the changing room, as I had a mother-child changing room with changing facilities. He looked me in the eye in a friendly way and asked what was on my mind. I lumped in my throat and tried to tell him that I liked him but that it had to stop and that we had gone too far. I tried to make it clear to him, stuttering a bit, that we were both married after all and so on, but he just smiled the whole time. When I was finished, he said that he didn't really believe me and that he wouldn't even think of giving me up. He said this with a certain look in his eyes and was very charming and started to compliment me. I listened to him without saying a word, and then he became more clear when he said, "Sweetheart, you're thinking too much. You're not going to tell me that my little treatment didn't turn you on, are you? Don't worry about my wife, and your husband doesn't seem to know what you need.” My knees were shaking at his words, and when he came towards me and pulled me towards him by the hips, I offered no more resistance. 

His face was very close to mine, and I turned my head away when he said to me quietly but directly, “I will take care of that from now on." He whispered, “You don’t need to say anything—I will find the answer in your pants now. When you are shaved, you have given the answer yourself." One hand went to my chin, and with gentle pressure, he pulled my head towards him so that he could put his mouth on mine! His tongue slid over my lips. At first, I held them tightly pressed together, but at the same time, I felt his other hand caressing my breasts until I gave in and opened my lips for his tongue. He played demandingly with my tongue, and I let him and was amazed—but he really could kiss.

Without resistance, I allowed his hands to slide lower. He stroked my thighs until his hands were on the waistband of my jogging pants and gently pushed them down. As I stood in front of him wearing only my pants, he covered my face with lots of little kisses as he said, “Come on, you're going to show me now.” I almost fainted, but he pushed my hands onto the sides of my hips and into the waistband of my pants.

“Come on, I want to see,” he breathed into my mouth and then took a step back. We looked into each other's eyes, and I knew that if I did that now, there would be no turning back. My fingers were shaking, but I did it anyway and pushed my pants down about 20 centimeters as if in slow motion. I could see the greed in his eyes as he looked directly at my completely shaved labia.

He looked me straight in the eyes triumphantly—then he pulled his camera out of his jacket and just said, “Sweetheart, I have to capture that. Don't move”. I stood completely still, and there was only one thought in my head—what's going to happen now? He quickly took a photo of me standing there and then put his camera away again—it seemed to me as if we had been staring at each other for minutes... and then I was suddenly in his arms, just as I was. We kissed all of a sudden. Tenderly, but still wildly longing, Rainer pushed his tongue into my mouth, and I returned the hot kiss. My brain seemed to be switched off. Something inside me screamed that I shouldn't do this... that I was married... but my body said something else. I felt his hands kneading my buttocks and pulling them apart slightly, which I liked.

My nipples reacted immediately and became hard. I was suddenly incredibly aroused...
“You have to stop immediately,” said my conscience. All sorts of thoughts ran through my head, but my body didn't react to the objections that suddenly came from my brain.

We stopped kissing... I stood in front of him as he slowly opened his zipper and took out his penis. It jumped out at me, big and stiff.

Then he looked into my eyes, smiling, and kissed me. His hand wandered down my hip, searched for my crotch, and gently pressed my labia together with a light pull. I got wet.

I grabbed his big cock, which was already pressed against my leg, and rubbed his foreskin back and forth over the tip of his penis. It felt so good—hard, stiff, and soo big!

Now and then a finger ran through my pussycat, and I knew that he had to feel the wetness. He looked for my entrance, and when he found it, he pushed the tip of his finger into my vagina. I opened my legs a little, but then he took his hand away and grabbed my bottom. I flinched when he pulled my butt cheeks apart a little with one hand and at the same time ran a finger of the other hand between my butt cheeks and lightly stroked my anus. Oh, what are you doing here?' I thought. My mind was still screaming at me to stop immediately, but it was too good. He had achieved what he wanted and conquered me at the same time... or had he awakened my feelings for him...? "Wonderful—we are going to have a lot of fun together from now on," he said and looked deep into my eyes.

He then stepped a little closer to me, and his glans pressed against my labia. We both knew what was coming next... He looked down, reached between us, and pressed his stiff member downwards a little so that his thick glans were now pressing against my labia from below and trying to part them. He pushed forward with his pelvis and wanted to push it between my thighs, but this didn't work because I was holding my thighs tightly closed. Of course, he noticed my resistance straight away and then demandingly pushed my legs apart a little with his foot. I should have protested now, but I didn't. I always thought that this couldn't happen to me and that I had myself under control, and now this. Then he started to push his large penis back and forth with slight hip movements and slowly but surely penetrated further and further between my legs. Because I was now soaking wet between my legs, he moved forward quickly until he was finally completely between my legs.

Then he pulled it almost all the way back. It stood hard and straight up, and the tip of my cock glistened with my wetness. Every time he pulled out again, the tip of his cock touched my clitoris, and I had to moan. Rainer noticed this, of course. He took one hand away from my butt and wrapped it around his cock. Then he just rubbed the tip of his cock up and down between my labia. I tilted my pelvis upwards a little so that my clitoris was stimulated even more, but he then pushed forward again to go between my legs. I admit, it felt so good. "Rainer, I don't want this," I moaned, far too weakly and unbelievably, because I wasn't even sure whether I meant it. It felt too good for that, the way he kept going back and forth between my legs with his thick cock. His hands held both of my buttocks and pulled me towards him with every thrust. "We're just playing with each other; we're not fucking yet," he breathed. "But," I tried to protest... I felt my excitement increasing, and I stayed still and enjoyed how he stimulated my clitoris and pussy so much.

After a while, I noticed that he bent his knees a little and tried to penetrate me with his cock. I was frightened and said, "Please don't!" I don't want to cheat on my husband." The tip of his glans was now right in front of my entrance, and I tilted my pelvis downwards a little to prevent him from penetrating me. "I think your husband would see it differently. You like it too; otherwise, you wouldn't press your pussy against my cock like that," he said, pulling my pants up so that his cock was pressed even more firmly against my pussy. His pelvis jerked back and forth faster and faster. Now I felt how my excitement increased even more due to the stronger pressure. I was practically leaking... his glans parted my labia with each thrust, and I was slowly but surely moving toward my release. He seemed to feel the same way because his movements became more hectic. "I'm going to inseminate you now," I heard him say as I felt his cock start to twitch. 

I felt his sperm shoot out of him and hit my labia. His orgasm seemed never-ending... I could feel it clearly because his cock was still pressed against my pussycat through my pants. His cock twitched at least 10 times, and he squirted his juices between my legs and into the gusset of my pants.

I couldn't believe it because I had never had so much cum from Torsten; it was unbelievable what he ejaculated. When he was finished, he looked at me and said, "If I can't squirt my cream into you, I won't let you come either, but I will allow you to suck on my tongue a little." Then he stuck out his tongue pointedly at me and pulled me towards him again. "Go on," he told me, "suck it." I was close to my orgasm, and now this cock was still firm and hard between my legs and was still stimulating me. I was hot and couldn't help myself, so I just did it and rubbed myself on his cock while I greedily sucked his tongue into my mouth.

When I was close to coming again after a while, Rainer pulled his cock, still stiff and glistening with his juice, out from between my legs and said, "Not so fast, sweetheart, he wants to fuck you properly—come on, open your legs, and I'll let you come too." I was shocked that he told me so directly what he wanted, but I suddenly realized what I had done. I didn't want to let him take me there in the changing room, and I was ashamed of what I had already done. He noticed my hesitation and then said very calmly, "Okay, your decision. Then I'll just have sex with you later. Believe me, sweetheart—I have you, and you'll love it." With these words, he pulled my pants up and adjusted them properly. He ran his hand between my legs and stroked my swollen and completely overstimulated pussy through my completely soaked pants. I couldn't see it, but the way it felt, he must have pumped a huge amount of cum into my pants. I had the feeling that the whole cabin smelled of sperm and asked him if he had a tissue for me so I could dry myself off, but he said to me with a grin, "Oh no, young lady, you will now go home to your dear husband just as you are—freshly inseminated." With these words, he pulled up my sweatpants, gave me a slap on the bottom, opened the door, and pushed me out into the hallway. In silence and with my face bright red, we left the swimming pool together. With every step I took, I felt like I was swimming in his juice, and my pants were soaking up more and more of it. When we got to the cars, he asked me if I wanted to visit him in the next few days, as his wife was on the way, and pressed his business card into my hand.

After I got home, I quickly disappeared into the bathroom to wash and dry myself. As Torsten was already calling for me and asking what I was doing, I didn't have time to wash my pants and quickly hid them in the laundry basket. As he was sitting in front of his PC and I didn't feel like explaining, I pretended to have a headache and disappeared into the bedroom. My thoughts kept circling around Rainer, and I got horny again. As he hadn't allowed me to come, I released myself, and after writing in my diary, I fell asleep exhausted.

Monday,

I spent the whole weekend trying to find an explanation for last Friday. My thoughts revolved around Rainer and what he had done to me. I'm slowly starting to believe that he was right when he told me that I like being taken. I hadn't been aware of it until now, because my sex life with Torsten was always fulfilling and I loved his tenderness—but what Rainer had done to me was, although so unbelievable, so depraved, new, and on the other hand, quite arousing. I'm trying to figure out what it is—whether it's his demanding, direct way of simply taking what he wants or even this huge cock that I haven't been able to get out of my head for days. I don't know... it's all crazy. Aqua jogging is canceled on Friday because we want to have a Christmas party at the Greek restaurant, and I've been thinking the whole time about whether I should or can even go. Rainer will definitely be there too, and if Monika isn't there, he will use every opportunity to seduce me again. Would I then resist him? My mind told me that I mustn't see him again—because I'm almost afraid that he could be dangerous to me. Was he right when he said I have you? I don't think so, but when I think about how I always believed that I had both feet firmly on the ground in life and especially in my marriage, now he came and took control of my will. I love Torsten, but I can't rule anything out anymore because I'm slowly losing my trust in my own steadfastness.

Thursday,

Torsten asked me earlier if he should drive me to the Christmas party so I could have a drink and not risk losing my driving license. I told him that I wasn't sure if I would go at all and said something about it being boring. He told me that he wanted to have a men's night with a work colleague and do something on the computer, and since I had always talked so much about the participants of the course, it was completely incomprehensible to him why I didn't want to go. If only he knew, I thought to myself, but since he had obviously already arranged everything with his colleague, I had no choice but to go tomorrow.

Sunday,

Since Torsten has just gone to his parents, I only now have time to write.

Friday morning I slept in and then got the apartment ready. Late in the afternoon I went into the bath and wanted to read a book, relax, and then calmly get ready for the evening. When I washed myself, I noticed that I had become quite hairy between my legs, and it was starting to itch a bit. Torsten had grabbed me between the legs on Wednesday evening and called me a little "pig." So I grabbed his razor and shaved my pussycat a little more intensively than necessary because it made me horny again. I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror and putting cream on myself when Torsten came home. When he found me in the bathroom, he stood behind me and massaged my bottom while he looked at us both in the mirror. Of course, he noticed that I was freshly shaved, and he stroked my pussycat. But since I somehow didn't feel like giving myself to him before the party and having a little romp, I disappeared into the bedroom and changed. Since I assumed that it would be pretty warm in the restaurant, I decided to wear a top and my little black dress. I thought about it for a moment and then decided on hold-up stockings because I hate fiddling with tights when I have to go to the toilet. I was just putting on the skirt when Torsten came over and whistled through his teeth. He asked me ironically who I was dressing up for and wanted to pull me onto the bed. I avoided the question and told him to wait until the evening when I got home.

We set off at around 7:30 pm, and we agreed that I would call him on his cell phone when he was supposed to pick me up. In the parking lot, we met Rainer, who cheekily came to our car. I introduced them both, and to pass the time, I asked him where Monika was. He explained the situation to Torsten and said that she was still with her daughter. The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and in between Rainer complimented him on what a great wife he had, which was pretty embarrassing for me. Torsten said that he was fully aware of that and then jokingly said to him that he should take good care of me until he picked me up again.

Rainer said that it would be an honor and grinned at me. Then he suggested that he could drive me home. Torsten didn't think the idea was bad and told him that his work colleague would be with him in the evening and that he would hate to throw him out early if the party ended early. But I said that it wasn't necessary and promised to call him in between. When Torsten drove out of the parking lot, we stood in front of the entrance and waved to him. Rainer stood diagonally behind me and pinched my bottom while he said, "Well, we managed that elegantly, didn't we? Well if your husband asked me so nicely, I'll have to look after you especially well," and grinned broadly. I told him to keep his hands off me, turned around, and went inside.

The meal was great, and I really had fun. I chatted with everyone and made sure I kept my distance from Rainer. I did notice that he was always watching, and our eyes met again and again. He would wink at me and give me meaningful looks. I ignored him and had fun flirting with the waiters, who tried very hard to please me and gave me one glass of ouzo after another. I don't know how many there were, but at some point, I was a little drunk and in a great mood. After the fifth glass of wine, I had to go to the bathroom for a little girl. When I came out again, I ran straight into Rainer. He asked me if I had already spoken to my husband on the phone and if he should drive me home. I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 10 p.m. The time had flown by, and I had almost forgotten about Torsten. Before I went back to the others, I quickly called home and told him that it would probably take a little longer. Torsten said that the two of them had been chatting and wanted to start on the computer straight away. He asked if it was okay and if I would mind having Rainer drive me. Although I was tipsy and had some reservations, I said yes. Rainer was standing there and heard the whole conversation. When I hung up, I told him that he could drive me home, but only if he behaved. He happily agreed and said that he would be happy to do it if I sat down next to him in return.
I agreed, and we went back to the others.

After a while, I sat down next to him, and we had a really good conversation. Rainer could tell exciting stories and often made me laugh. It was good to have a really good conversation again after a long time. He was charming... and at the same time a good listener who was interested in me and my life, and he told me a lot about himself. I thought about when I had last had such a good conversation with Torsten. He was always thinking about his stupid computer.

Little by little the group broke up, and Rainer was also starting to want to leave. I didn't really feel like going home yet, but we paid and went to his car. The fresh air made me realize that I had clearly drunk too much. When we were in the car, I told him that the evening was over far too quickly, and he asked me what I had planned to do next. I said that I would have liked to dance and had another glass or two of wine. He then suggested with a knowing smile that we could drive to his house and continue to party there if I dared.

Tipsy as I was, I heard myself say that he would definitely have a go at me if I went with him and reminded him that he had promised to behave. He grinned broadly and said, "Honey, I would never do anything you didn't want to do. Although it does sound very appealing—after all, you do like it, don't you?"

I had to laugh and ask him what he meant by that since he had said it before. "Do you really want to know?" he asked. "I'll explain it to you another time." We drove off, and he drove straight to his house as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I noticed it as we turned into his driveway and parked in the double garage. The gate closed, and I jokingly asked him if he was trying to kidnap me. He laughed and said, "What do you mean—kidnap or seduce? Come on, get out, and just trust me—I won't bite you.".

Something inside me told me not to get out, but the alcohol had clouded my head, so I followed him into the house. I was amazed at how big the house was and how elegantly it was furnished. He took my jacket led me into the living room and said I should make myself comfortable—he would be back with drinks in a minute. I sat down on the couch and looked around. He came back pretty quickly and pressed a wine glass into my hand. I told him how beautiful the house was, and he offered to give me a little tour. He showed me around, and we ended up back in the living room.

He turned on slow music and then held out his hand to me. "May I have this, madame?" he asked very cavalierly. I was flattered and went to him. I put my hand in his, and his other hand ran over my back... over the strap of my top, and he pulled me closer to him... until our upper bodies touched... We danced very slowly together, and it would have been almost romantic if it had been my husband. He told me how well I danced, so I didn't think anything of it and let him carry on as he held me tightly against him. While we were dancing like that, I noticed that his hand was slowly sliding further and further down and resting on the top of my bottom. When I didn't react, he became bolder. His hand ran over my bottom down to my leg so that he had to feel the top of my stockings. I wanted to pull away from him, but his touch was so tender, and it did me good. I was finally tipsy from the alcohol and thought, well, I could still enjoy his caresses a little... before I left. When he suddenly stood behind me after a turn while dancing. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, "I want you... and I'll get you too...!" That was going too far for me, and I wanted to pull away from him. "Calm down... just enjoy it... you're a great woman... I won't do anything you don't want... and your husband won't find out," he whispered in my ear. I let my upper body sink back onto his chest, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the play of his hands. His hands wandered over my waist to my breasts. He began to knead and stroke them lightly. Again and again, he ran his fingers over my sensitive nipples, which were already poking through my top. Then I noticed that he was working on the zipper of my skirt with one hand and slowly opening it. Again and again, he complimented me, which excited me and made me more helpless. How firm my breasts were... what pretty hair I had... how well I could dance... in the meantime, he had opened the zipper with a gentle tug. I knew he was going too far... but I just let it happen, even though I knew I should have stopped him. But I was too tipsy to seriously undress myself, and on the other hand, it felt good to be touched by him—to feel his tender hands. My skirt slid to the floor, and since we were still dancing, I automatically slipped it off my feet.

I noticed it immediately and wanted to pull away, turning abruptly towards him... "But nothing will happen," he coaxed me. He put his hands very gently on my bottom. "Remember, nothing you don't want will happen!" I let him hug me and pull me towards him. I closed my eyes. His perfume hit my nose; he smelled good, and I felt his lips searching for my mouth. When he licked my lips, I couldn't help but open my lips to his demanding tongue... His tongue penetrated deep into my mouth, and he kissed me passionately. Meanwhile, he pushed me further back. Suddenly I felt the edge of the chair in the back of my knees and fell back... He got on top of me and continued kissing me while his hands ran over my curves.

Then he let go of me briefly, and I opened my eyes and saw him kneeling in front of the chair. He was just taking off his shirt and tie. I tried to use my foggy brain, and I realized what he was getting at...
I looked down at him and saw the huge bulge in his pants. I sat dazed and leaned back in the chair; my thighs were slightly open, and I was half naked. He kneeled in front of me and could see my thong right between my legs... He was just opening the buttons on his pants. What am I actually doing here? I thought... my heart was racing... suddenly I just wanted to get away. I sat up and stammered, "Please let's stop. I'm a married woman." He pulled open his jeans and kneeled between my legs again. He pushed my top up a little and then pushed me back into the chair with his upper body to kiss me. "Come on... don't be such a drama queen," he tried to calm me down. Then I felt his fingers on my pants. He rubbed my pussycat in gentle circles through the fabric, and a moan escaped my throat. Almost automatically, my hands started rummaging through his hair again. Soon I felt his hands on the sides of my briefs, and he said, "You're wearing nice underwear." His compliments went right through me. He grabbed me and started to pull slowly... I didn't even notice that because at that moment he was increasing his caresses on my neck... When he tried to pull my pants down further, I pushed his hand away. I didn't want him to take my pants off.

"Be fair! After all, I'm hardly wearing anything anymore, and I don't want to cum in your pants today," he whispered to me. I could clearly feel his already hard cock through his underwear, pressing against my thigh.

He kissed my breasts tenderly and licked my erect nipples. As if in a dream, I let him do as he pleased. I continued to ruffle his hair and closed my eyes. I felt his hand return to my pants. Very slowly, he pulled my pants down as far as he could on my hips.

He pulled me up, put a hand on the back of my head, and pulled me towards him so that he could kiss me better. I frowned for a moment, then I thought, Oh, what the heck? And opened my lips and gave myself over to him.

His lips were very sensitive, his tongue strong and searching. It felt wonderful to kiss him.
Rainer moved very close to me and wrapped his arms around me, pressed me hard against his body, and I felt totally desired. Everything was so new!

I couldn't help it... closed my eyes... and gave myself over completely to my feelings...! I stroked his hair and his strong neck. He took his time. Was he so sure... that he would get me? I didn't know...!
I sat close to him on the edge of the chair, and he kneeled in front of me, our lips pressed together and our tongues entwined. I felt myself beginning to melt in his arms. And suddenly I felt his lips on my throat, wet and sucking hard on my neck. With one hand, he cupped my breast and tasted and caressed it, and I felt his movements becoming more urgent.

An incredible tingling sensation shot from my nipples into my lap. I threw my head back. It was a shock to me when I realized how much I was enjoying it... but it was no longer just a light cuddle... Rainer was much too excited... and I was too now... to end it!

But I still wasn't sure if I should give myself over to him completely... wanted to...? "Rainer, please...!" I held his hand tightly and pushed it away from my breast.

"Please...” he repeated and smiled at me. “Please what…?”

I swallowed: “I don’t want to... We shouldn't... think of Monika and my husband...” But he just kept looking at me, grabbed my hand, and put it on his boxer shorts.

I breathed faster as I felt his big cock with my fingers. “I know it’s much bigger than your husband's,” he whispered in my ear. And I couldn’t bring myself to take my hand away. “Since our last meeting in the changing room, I know you need something big...”

I let my hand drop and looked silently into his face.

Rainer stroked my hand and smiled at me. Then he started to pull my top over my head. I just sat there quietly and watched him expose my skin and let it happen!

He leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth while he ran his fingertips around my nipples. A deep sigh escaped my throat. It was simply beautiful what he was doing to me. I felt my nipples hardening even more under his fingers. I wanted to back away again, but I was trapped between him and the backrest.

Rainer smiled and pushed his tongue more forcefully into my mouth. "You have the most beautiful breasts I know... so tender... and firm...!" My breasts could hardly get any firmer; they felt swollen with excitement. The skin on my neck and the base of my breasts was red. Rainer looked me in the eyes again. His gaze showed his greed... greed... for me... for my body...! "I want to see you completely naked!" "Oh... no...!" I stopped his hands, which were already working on my pants again, but I didn't know why I was still resisting him. I looked at him pleadingly: "Please, Rainer...!"

“Darling,” he said, “don’t worry... You won’t want anything else soon!”

I let out a sigh of surrender and let myself fall back into the chair. Rainer grinned broadly, leaned forward, and kissed the bare skin above my pants. He let a finger slide under the thin material, and before I could react, he stroked my now wet slit between my legs.

“Rainer…” “Oh God...”!

He leaned over me again and pushed his tongue into my mouth. His left hand stroked my breast, and his right hand explored my crotch. I couldn’t help it. I moaned and arched my back towards him. And he took advantage of this moment to push two fingers deep inside me!

I moaned loudly again! “See,” he whispered, “that’s how you need it...”

I stared at him with my eyes wide open... I felt him pull his fingers back, only to thrust them in again!
His left hand slid lower and supported my right hand in pulling my pants down.

I had no more thoughts about the fact that I was cheating on Torsten as I lifted my butt and let it happen.

Rainer, totally confident, pulled my pants down by my stockings until he slipped them off my feet. Then he stood up...!

His eyes shone with anticipation as he slowly opened his jeans further and pulled his cock out of his boxer shorts. It hung heavily out of his pants.

Fascinated, I looked directly between his legs... and knew that I wanted him...!

“Go on, take it,” he whispered, standing between my legs, and I sat up and grabbed it. With slow movements, my hand slid over the entire length of his cock.

While I rubbed him and pushed his foreskin back and forth, his glans became thicker and wetter, and the smell of his cock became more and more intense until it stood stiffly from his body. Then he kneeled down in front of the chair again and between my legs. He grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs even further apart.

I saw him staring at my pussycat with a self-satisfied smile...

...I knew what was coming next, and I panicked! I pressed my thighs together, although I knew it was pointless—because he was already between my legs and the way I was lying there half in the chair, I was at his mercy...

Nothing happened for a while... just before I could no longer bear the tension... I felt the tip of his glans on my labia! He moved up and down very gently until my labia opened and parted of their own accord. I gave up... relaxed my thighs because this rubbing at the entrance to my pussycat was driving me crazy. Then he pushed it down with his hand—right in front of my entrance. With very light movements, he pushed his pelvis forward and backward so that his glans went a little deeper into me each time. I looked down at myself. I saw my small breasts, my steeply protruding nipples, and my spread thighs between them. But then he couldn't stand the tension any longer. When our eyes met, he leaned forward, and the pressure of his penis grew stronger.

"No..., Rainer, please...!" I begged. In vain. I felt him pressing against my entrance—a gentle tug—and he had penetrated me. His thick glans had pressed open the entrance to my pussycat and filled it completely.

I had never felt anything so thick in my vagina before. My tight entrance was stretched tightly around his enormous cock. My breath caught in my throat, and I stared into his face with wide eyes. "Oh God... it's big... it's beautiful," was all I could think. I spread my legs as far as I could and placed them on the armrests of the chair, hoping that this would make it easier for him to penetrate me. He then began to slowly push his cock back and forth into me. His penis relentlessly made its way into me, and I wondered when it would be all the way in—when he paused for a moment and looked gently into my eyes. His hands stroked my stomach and my breasts.

Then he started to gently thrust into me. My lower body moved towards his thrusts, and although I still hadn't gotten used to his size, I returned his thrusts. I had forgotten all objections at that moment. My resistance was broken... I just wanted to feel him and spread my legs as far as I could as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. Panting slightly, I breathed in and out. My breasts rose and fell. I don't know what it was—the unfamiliar situation—this huge penis—or Rainer, the man I didn't know who had simply seduced me. I had forgotten everything... for me, there was only his cock, which filled me up so much and gave me pleasure I had never experienced before.

I was wetter than I had been in a long time, and now I gave myself to him willingly. Then he pulled his penis almost completely out of me, so that only the tip of the glans was still inside me, and asked, "Should I stop now?" I opened my eyes and looked at him. He stood between my legs, smiling, and at the same time stimulated my clitoris with his finger. “I don’t want to do anything that you don’t want to do.” I still can’t believe it... but I just said, “Then take me.” He immediately let his cock slide deep inside me again. I moved my butt forward to make it easier for him to penetrate me and, at the same time, to move closer to him. “Then I’m finally going to impregnate you,” he said and started thrusting his thick cock into me harder and harder. When he stimulated my clitoris again with his finger, I was done for... My vagina contracted spasmodically and gripped his penis. He couldn’t hold out any longer either; he moaned and thrust into me harder and harder. Then the time had come! His body arched, and all his muscles bulged, while his penis started to throb and twitch deep inside me. I have never felt it so clearly with Torsten... I felt his cum... his cock didn't stop twitching, and he pumped more and more of his semen into me. When he pulled out, a large gush of semen came out immediately and slowly ran down between my buttocks.

Completely exhausted, I remained there in the chair and was unable to move. Thoughts were racing around in my head. A few moments later I raised my head and said quietly, "You scoundrel, what have you done to me?"

Smiling proudly, he sat up straight. "I only gave you what you needed!" he said, still smiling. "And that was just the beginning!"

I then disappeared into the toilet and tried to clean and dry myself as best I could, which was quite difficult because more and more of his semen was running out of me.

When I came back, Rainer was wearing a dressing gown and had refilled the wine. We sat down on the couch; neither of us said a word. Then we looked into each other's eyes, and he kissed me long and passionately. "Feel good; let yourself go; the night is still long," he said, stroking my neck.

I got goosebumps and lay down in his lap to rest, to enjoy his tenderness. I suddenly thought of Torsten and felt a pang of conscience. Of course, the attraction of experiencing something on the edge of my marriage was tempting. But it shouldn't have happened, and I asked myself what it was about him that I couldn't resist. After a while, he said quietly, "It was wonderful; did you enjoy it as much as I did?"
I got up and looked at him. "You shamelessly took advantage of the situation," I said. But he just smiled and said, "That's not an answer to my question. I want to know if you enjoyed it. Tell me!”

I didn’t know what to say and noticed that I was blushing.

“You’re pretty well built,” I told him, embarrassed. “Rainer, I’ve never done anything like this before. I mean, I’ve never cheated on my husband before... until now.

I can’t describe it, but if you really want to hear it, yes, it was very nice.” His eyes lit up, and he pulled me closer to him. “I told you,” he said, “soon you won’t settle for anything less.”

He kissed me and then pushed me face down on the sofa. Then he stood up, sat on my legs, and started to massage my back. I closed my eyes, enjoyed his massage, and told him how good it felt. He carried on and slowly worked his way down to my bottom. He kneaded my buttocks and pulled them apart again and again.

"Darling, do you know what a hot ass you have?" He said, stroking my still-swollen labia.

Another shiver ran through me, and I opened my legs a little to give him better access.

"I hope your husband appreciates it," he said as he stroked my anus with his fingertip.

I flinched, but Rainer continued massaging me relentlessly. He leaned over me and kissed my neck. Then he ran his finger down my back to my ass and pushed my butt cheek to the side. He ran his finger a little into my pussy, which was still soaking wet from his sperm, pulled it out, and then ran his fingertip over my perineum, directly to my anus, which he gently circled.

I asked myself how Rainer knew that I was very sensitive at my back entrance. I loved being touched there. Torsten had tried more often recently, but I had never allowed him to do more than that. Rainer obviously knew what I liked. Unconsciously, I opened my legs even more, and he whispered in my ear, "Yes, so you like that too!! I knew right away that you like having your mare's ass pampered. Has your little man already fucked you in your tight ass? Tell me!"

I couldn't help but moan: "Rainer, please don't; my ass is off limits."

"Off limits?" he asked. "Off limits for your husband, perhaps. You have the ass of a mare that looks like it's just waiting to be properly pounded."

I was surprised by his dirty words, but unconsciously they aroused me. He stuck his finger in my pussy again and then circled my anal sphincter again.

I noticed how the pressure on my entrance increased, and he stuck his fingertip into my previously untouched ass and made small thrusting movements there.

I tensed up completely, and Rainer pulled his finger back again, but let it circle over my anus again.
"Sweetheart," he said, "you really are still untouched! You are far too tense to really enjoy it. It seems as if your husband has missed out on a few things, but I will make up for it."

He then sat up, and I noticed him opening his bathrobe. His cock was swollen again and fell onto my buttocks. He sat on me and stroked my back. Rainer's fingers slid over my ass and between my legs and circled my clitoris. I bit my lip to keep from moaning and opened my legs as far as I could. I pushed my pelvis towards him, and my hips automatically started to circle.

"Do you want to do it again?" he asked me.

"Yes," I gasped, but not in my ass.

"Okay," he grumbled, "postponed is not postponed, but tell me you want it again!"

"Yes, I do."

"What do you want?"

"I want you to..." "...fuck me again.

!" He finished my sentence.

"Yes!" I gasped.

"Say it!" he demanded again, and I said it: "I want you to fuck me again."

"Okay," he said, "wait, I'll be right back."

When he came back, I saw that he was holding something silver between his fingers.

I looked at him and asked, "What is that?"

He smiled at me and put it in my hand.

It looked interesting and was made of shiny metal. It was shaped like a strawberry. At the end, where the stem would normally be, it tapered to a thin rod that was attached to a metal plate. On the back of the plate was a bright blue stone, about 2 euros in size, that glittered in the light.

"What is that?" I asked him curiously and looked up at him.

"It's a piece of jewelry and is called a rose plug," he answered with a smile. He tapped the bright stone and smiled meaningfully. "And that is the eye of the rose," he said, but I didn't understand and continued to look at him questioningly.

Rainer took it from my hand and said, "Darling, let yourself be surprised; you'll like it." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up to him. He undid the belt of his bathrobe, and his slightly swollen cock bounced against my leg. Rainer put his arms around me and gently kneaded my buttocks.

He kissed me demandingly and moaned into my mouth, "Come on! You wanted to be fucked. Kneel on the chair and stick your hot mare's ass out to me."

I was very excited, and his words did the rest so I slowly knelt on the chair.

If your ass is off limits to me, I'll at least take a photo, he said, pulling his digital camera out of the pocket of his bathrobe and photographing me in this position.

"Yes," he said, "that's fantastic; bend over further and hold your ass out to me; I want to see your slit."
I looked over my shoulder as he knelt down and crouched behind me.

"Come on, arch your back a little so I can see your wet fruit better," he panted and aimed at me again. The flash flashed brightly through the room and blinded me as he pressed the shutter button a few times. I wiggled my ass a little to stimulate him a little. Then he stood up again and stood behind me.
"Honey, you have the hottest ass I've ever seen."

His penis tapped against my buttock, and he pressed himself against me. He moved his cock up and down between my buttocks a few times, and I noticed how he was getting stiffer and stiffer. His hands were still on the sides of my buttocks, and he pulled my buttocks apart again. "We need to lubricate you a bit," he said and pulled a tube out of his bathrobe. He unscrewed the lid and squeezed some of the cold gel onto my vagina. I felt him change his position, and the next moment his glans touched my pussycat and spread the slippery gel. My heart was pounding in my throat, and I could hardly stand it any longer. I finally wanted to feel him and pushed my butt towards him a little. I could feel exactly how his thick glans slowly parted my labia and pushed millimeter by millimeter deeper into my vagina. It was too good, and I gasped. I wanted to finally feel his cock all the way inside me; I just wanted to be pushed.

But what happened?

He reduced the pressure pulled back and said, "You can't wait to be covered at last; do you want to be my little mare?"

I moaned in disappointment and just gasped: "Yes, please come, take me at last; I can't take it anymore."

He reached for the tube again and stroked the opening over my anus. He squeezed some of the gel directly onto my entrance and then pushed the small opening in. I shuddered as he squirted some of the cold gel into me. After he had put the tube away, he grabbed my hips and pressed his bulging glans against my lap again. He ran his hand through my labia a few times and then carefully pushed his thick cock deeper and deeper into my vagina.

It was incredible how he filled me up and slowly stretched me open. Since I was only used to Torsten's cock up to now and am quite tight-built, I realized again what it means to be properly filled. My vagina wrapped itself tightly around him. I knew that Rainer didn't want to hurt me, and the gel and his gentle thrusts made it very pleasant, and I quickly got used to this monster again. I even started to push against him; yes, slowly I started to enjoy it again. His hands held my hips and pulled me further onto his cock with each thrust. I was really getting going, and my feelings were getting more and more intense. I could even feel my clitoris protruding between my extremely stretched labia. His hand wandered from behind to my pubic bone, and he gently rubbed the front of my vagina. I couldn't suppress a moan when his finger touched my clitoris. When he stimulated me like that, I thought I was going to explode and moaned his name.

"Yes, the little mare likes that," he grunted. "You like that; do you want to be my willing mare?"
I couldn't answer; I was so excited and could only nod my head vigorously.

He thrust into me with long, deep thrusts, and his fingers kneaded my buttocks incessantly. He kept pulling them apart, and his fingers played around my anal sphincter.

Stars flashed before my eyes, and I willingly held out my butt to him. My butt crack was soaking wet from the gel, so his finger had an easy job. While he thrust into me from behind, something heavy and cold touched me from behind. I turned my head over my shoulder and wanted to see what it was, but he gently pushed my head back and said, "I want you to give yourself over completely. Trust me and enjoy."

He now had this metal thing between his fingers and was circling the tip around my hole. The combination of desire and sudden coldness gave me goosebumps that made me shiver. It didn't feel unpleasant, and I enjoyed it when Rainer ran the cool metal around my little hole. When he finally stopped and pressed it against my entrance, the thing penetrated me a little. With short, gentle movements, he started to press the tip against my rear entrance again and again. Due to the shape and the gel that he had previously spread on my butt, it went very easily—always a little deeper—into my butt. His movements were only short, and he only pushed lightly into my butt. He literally circled the rod in my butt, and I stood still, tense.

I protested again when I felt the tip already a little way into my butt and clung to the armrest of the chair. I tried to realize what was happening to me, while he didn't let himself be dissuaded from his plan. Carefully but steadily, he pushed the cold metal deeper into my butt, slowly drilling open my butt.
His other hand briefly stimulated my clitoris, and my body reacted to this treatment so that I began to gasp. It may sound crazy, but Rainer's treatment of my most intimate place, which even my husband had previously been forbidden to touch, was not unpleasant, and I was not ashamed of it. The pressure on the anal sphincter increased, and my body defended itself against this intruder, who actually had no business being there, and my anal sphincter clenched tightly.

"Do you see how greedily your hot ass is sucking it in?" he said and pulled the thing away completely. I turned around and saw him looking at me excitedly.

"Look how well-oiled you are," he said and stuck his fingertip into my inner sanctum. Slowly, with the help of the gel, he slid into me, and my opening twitched around his finger. At first, it was uncomfortable, and my anal sphincter tried to push the intruder out. Luckily, he then stopped moving his finger so that my bottom slowly got used to it. The pressure finally almost stopped. The muscle had probably given up. When he noticed it, he started to move his finger gently back and forth.

"Try to relax," he said, and only now did I notice that I was not in pain. On the contrary, it was unusual, but the play of his finger in my sensitive anus was pleasant. My whole body unconsciously relaxed while he made circular movements at my bottom.

Now you are ready. He breathed and pulled his finger out of my bottom. His hand ran through my labia from behind and searched for my clitoris. He circled it with gentle pressure, and I was close to coming again. At the moment when I thought I was about to come, he took his hand away, and I felt the cold steel on my bottom again.

I moaned in disappointment and begged him to finally take me, but Rainer did not let himself be dissuaded from his plan. The pressure grew stronger, but Rainer proceeded very carefully. He did not want to cause me any pain and penetrated a little deeper, then a short break, then a few more thrusting movements. He gave me time to get used to the size of the thing. So he widened my entrance further and further, and to my surprise, at some point, my anal sphincter capitulated and opened more and more to him. Suddenly the pressure was gone, and I was amazed. I could not believe it, but he had actually pushed the whole thing inside me!

My anal sphincter had taken him in and wrapped itself, twitching around the thinner shaft. I felt the cold flat plate with the glowing stone, which was now firmly stuck in my bum and closing off my anus.

Rainer leaned over me, kissed my neck, and stroked my chest from behind.

"You see," he whispered, "little mares just need to be treated properly, and then it works."

He had achieved what he wanted.

And me? It made me even hornier, and how!

He kneaded my bum and then slowly ran his hand down through my buttocks to the stone. He pulled on it, and I felt how strongly my tight muscle was wrapped around it. I couldn't suppress a quiet moan as my anus began to open from the inside again and my entrance tightened over the plug. The stretching increased more and more, but this time it gave me pleasurable feelings!!

Reiner turned the steel a few times in my butt and pulled it out so far that my butt was opened wide. He let it slide almost all the way out of my butt, only to push it back in again a few seconds later. I tried to spread my legs even more and then reached between my legs for his cock. I rubbed it like that while he continued to pleasure me from behind. At some point, my butt let the little plug slide into me very easily.

Rainer obviously knew exactly what he was doing, because he had gently but effectively enlarged my rear entrance so that it no longer closed completely, and he now had an easy job.

When I noticed that it was getting easier and easier, I briefly thought that this couldn't be the first time for him. He obviously had experience with how to gently but effectively enlarge a butt. There was an incredible tingling between my legs, and I finally wanted to be penetrated. I opened my legs as far as I could on the chair and reached through them for his cock. I started to rub it and ran his plump, shiny glans between my labia. He obviously couldn't hold out much longer and started to snort. I wanted to guide him into my vagina and finally feel him deep inside me, but he guided his glans towards my rear entrance. Panic set in when he pulled out the plug, and I felt his penis at my anus. He pushed his pelvis forward and rubbed the tip of his glans against my slippery opening.

"Rainer! My ass is off limits!!"

He looked at me lasciviously and said, "Are you sure?"

I nodded, but to be honest, I wasn't sure at all, but I didn't say anything because I was convinced that he would literally tear my ass open with his thick cock. He would never fit in there.

He pushed my upper body back into the armrest, and I could feel his glans on my vagina. I was soaking wet, and he slid into me. I forgot everything around me and let him take me willingly.

Every time he pushed deep into me, I could feel his glans docking on my cervix, which opened wider and wider and lay like a cap on his glans, practically sucking him in. My ears started to ring, and I noticed that I was heading toward my climax when my cell phone tore me out of my dreams.
Oh God, I thought and jumped up. I looked at the clock briefly at 2:15 a.m. and saw on the display that it was Torsten.

When I answered, he was already yelling at me before I had even said a word. He had been drinking and was furious. I tried to calm him down, and he asked me where I was and why I wasn't home yet.
Great, I thought to myself and stammered something about having moved on and that I would quickly make my way home when I noticed that Rainer was standing behind me and gently wrapping his arms around me.

While Torsten continued to yell at me and reproach me, he stroked my whole body and gave me goosebumps. I stopped listening to what Torsten was saying and got really angry with him. I think it was the alcohol, but somehow the devil suddenly got the better of me.

I told Torsten that I had nothing to reproach myself for and that I was tired of listening to his jealousy. He should calm down and wait until I got home. Then I just hung up and turned the phone off. Rainer was still standing behind me, and I turned to him. He simply took me in his arms and said with a grin, "Well, you really gave it to him; does he miss you already?"

I was so angry with Torsten, and then I said something that had never come out of my lips before. I looked deep into his eyes and said, "Rainer, before I go home, I want you to fuck me like a mare now!!"
Torsten shouldn't have yelled at me for nothing, and I grabbed Rainer's cock. I kissed him greedily and pulled him to the sofa. We sank into the cushions, and Rainer knelt between my legs.

"Yes, I like you like that," he said and reached for his tie that was lying on the table and blindfolded me with it. Then he grabbed the backs of my knees and pushed them towards my chest.

"Hold your legs like that," he whispered. "I'm going to give it to you properly now, you horny mare."
I put my arms around my legs and held them in the position he wanted. I didn't know what he was planning, but when I felt the cold steel against my anus again, my heart was pounding in my throat with excitement. He must have smeared the plug with some gel because it went into my anus quite easily. When he had inserted it, his fingers slid to my labia above and pressed them together a little. It was just hot, and when he said, "The praline is going to get a filling now, I lost it."

I heard myself saying, "Then come on and really fill me up."

I felt so depraved for using such words, but it also excited me much more. The next moment, his bulging glans touched my slit and parted my pussycat. He pushed it in deeper and deeper, but the plug in my intestine had made the entrance even tighter than it already was. The stretching of my vagina that this caused was fantastic and triggered feelings in me that I had never known before. His penis was pressed against a point in my vagina by the intruder in my ass that almost drove me crazy. I became more and more wild and he also stimulated my clitoris. I moaned loudly in pleasure and enjoyed every inch of his wonderful cock. Every time he pushed deep into me, his glans touched this certain point in me and then my cervix, which lay like a cap on his glans. I felt as if I was really sucking myself onto him. Actually, I had always been pretty quiet during sex, but now I was just moaning. I had never been fucked like that before, and I practically begged him to finally cum all over me. Then the time had come.

"Now!" he said, moaning.

"Yes, me too," I managed to answer hoarsely. "Squirt it all in."

Then I came, and how! My release overcame me with a loud scream. I felt his warm sperm shooting into me. With pumping movements, he shot his sperm deeper and deeper into my abdomen. My pussycat and even my anus twitched ecstatically, and my orgasm seemed never-ending. I held my legs convulsively together to feel him as deep inside me as possible. His thick pipe was all the way inside me and poured itself into my vagina with pumping movements. My vagina almost convulsively enclosed the member inside me, and my orgasm only slowly subsided.

He removed his tie from my eyes, looked at me tenderly, and said quietly, "That was fantastic." Then he slowly withdrew from me until only his glare was still inside me.

I looked down at myself and looked at his thick, wet, shiny shaft, which had given me so much pleasure. Rainer reached past him between my buttocks. "We don't want to make a mess on the sofa," he grinned and carefully pulled the plug out of me. The moment the little intruder left my butt, he pulled his glans completely out of me. A huge gush of sperm followed and ran slowly and thickly over my perineum. I could feel his juice flowing directly into my anus, which was still open due to the stretching.

"Look," he said mischievously, my cum is finding its way to where it belongs on its own. Then he took the plug and pushed it back into my ass. He was still grinning and said, "Actually, I could have squirted it in straight away, right?"

I had to grin myself and say that he was an old sow. We cuddled a bit more, and when I wanted to dry myself off, he said that he would like to see me take his semen home. He handed me my pants. "Do you want to do me that favor?"

I hesitated because I was having a lot of concerns. What would Torsten say if he discovered my soaked pants and I remembered that the plug was still in me?

Rainer told me that he had bought the jewelry, as he called it, especially for me a few weeks ago and that he now wanted me to wear it during the day so that I could prepare myself for him.

When I explained to him that I couldn't do that and that his cock had already completely overused my pussycat, he just grinned.

Sweetheart, believe me, your ass will love it. You are made for a fuck in the ass. You just have to get rid of your prejudices and realize who you really are.

I shook my head, and he grabbed my chin. Then he stroked my face and hummed.

"Darling, I want to be open with you. Things in bed with Monika have not been going the way I need them to for a long time. She has lost interest as she has gotten older, and since I have had my eye on you for a long time and we now have a sweet secret together, I expect a certain amount of cooperation from you if it is to remain that way."

He paused for a moment and let his words sink in.

"Unless you want to explain to your husband why you were so willing to let me photograph and fuck you. But don't worry, that won't happen, and it looks like you need an experienced hand to guide you in the future. Your husband seems to have no idea what a little slut you are. You have a body that was made for love, and we will complement each other perfectly."

I had not expected such openness, and I realized what kind of situation I was in. I blushed and looked at the floor.

"Sweetheart, don't worry, everything is fine and will stay that way. If you think about it, you will see that it will improve your life."

He took my face in both hands, looked deep into my eyes, and stuck his tongue out at me. "You know what you have to do."

Although it was completely clear to me that he had me in his hands, I did something that I still cannot explain to this day. Instead of being completely desperate or slapping him, I started sucking on his tongue!!!

"You see," he interrupted me, "you've already learned a lot; that's a good start. We'll continue soon, and now you get dressed, and I'll take you home."

I then quickly got dressed, and Rainer took me home. I asked him to drop me off at the corner because I didn't want Torsten to see who had driven me home. I just wanted to say a quick goodbye when Rainer said to me, "Remember what I told you. Oh yes, I want you to wear your new piece of jewelry the next time we see each other! And now go quickly to your husband."

I didn't answer and slammed the door of his car shut.

As I was unlocking the apartment door, Torsten stormed into the hallway and yelled at me again. He had obviously drunk too much and made a few accusations that I ddidn'twant to repeat. I started to cry and locked myself in the bathroom, where I finally had the chance to get rid of the plug and dry myself off. My pants were completely soaked with Rainer's sperm, and when I pulled the plug out of my butt, another big gush flowed out of my butt. I only then noticed that my pussycat was a bit sore and my butt was burning badly.

Torsten suddenly made a huge fuss in front of the bathroom door, so I quickly put my pants in the laundry basket and put the plug in the pocket of my bathrobe, which was hanging on the door. Torsten wanted answers, but I told him that he should clear his head first and that I would talk to him the next morning. Then I disappeared into the bedroom, and luckily Torsten left me alone so that I could fall asleep quickly.

I woke up the next morning around noon with a terrible hangover. I must have drunk more wine than I thought, and the bed next to me was empty. I finally found Torsten in the kitchen, where he had already prepared breakfast, and greeted me as if nothing had happened.

When I looked at him piercingly, he apologized and tried to explain to me that he had lost it. Apparently, after a few beers, his colleague had asked him on a whim where I was. When Torsten told him that I was at a Christmas party, he said that Torsten should be careful because people often have sex with strangers at such events. Apparently, he couldn't get this thought out of his head, and when I still wasn't home late in the evening, he lost it. Now he was sorry, and I explained to him that we had gone out with a few other women and chatted.

Relieved and yet somehow contrite, he listened, and we finally made up.

As I listened to him, I thought to myself, It's a good thing he doesn't know what I really did behind his back that night!

And the worst thing was, I didn't regret it.

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