Sean and I had been sexting for months, sending naughty pictures back and forth. He has such a great body, tall, toned, dark hair and beard. Every time I looked at him, I just wanted to jump him. He made me feel so alive, like my inner goddess had been awoken. The things he said he wanted to do to me were things I’d only ever watched in porn videos.
My husband and I had a very vanilla sex life that died not long after our child was born. To be honest, I lost interest in him. I wasn’t attracted to him anymore and having any sort of sexual relations was a chore. I just closed my eyes and prayed he’d be finished soon.
I guess with Sean I felt seen; someone picked me out of all the other women at work and even knowing I was married, wanted nothing more than to spank and fuck me. The thrill and excitement I felt at this was more than I’d felt in years.
I’ve always doubted my looks, never feeling sexy or seen. I’m tall, around 5ft 10, curvy with blonde hair, 34E boobs and a big ass. My ass was the main reason Sean wanted me. He would tell me time and time again about how much he'd love to spank my ass to the point I wouldn't be able to sit down for a week. Thinking of this turned me on so much, but I was a bit worried about how much spanking I could take.
The messages made me feel wanted and to be honest, married or not, there was no way I was going to turning down such a good-looking guy. He was practically sex on legs.
We finally arranged a date for him to come to my house when I knew the hubby would be at work. No chance of us getting caught. Sean had told me before what outfits he found sexy, and I did my best to find something that he’d like.
That day he text me to say, “I’m on my way, I'll be at yours soon.” My heart started beating so loud and fast in my chest. This was it, he was coming to fuck me, in my house that I share with my husband. I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed yet I couldn’t stop thinking, "What if he comes home early or the in laws come round?"
Another text, “I’m 2 mins out.” My heart was still beating mad in my chest. My pussy started to feel wet with excitement. The thrill of it all was turning me on. Thoughts of, “Is he going to like my outfit? Will I be what he wants? Will we both enjoy it??” going round in my head.
Then the doorbell rang. I took one last look at myself in the mirror, making sure the outfit was ok and then I opened the door. Due to the street layout, I had to be so careful no one saw how I was answering the door, so I hid behind it as Sean walked in, straight down the hall and into the dining room.
As he turned to look at me he went “WOW.” I was standing in the doorway, hair pulled back into a ponytail, wearing a black/nude lace bra with matching panties, suspenders with black knee highs and high-heeled shoes.
Sean walked over to me, grabbed my hand and put it on his dick. I could feel how hard he was already. He turned me round and pressed his body up against my back, his hands running over my body. The feeling was so electrifying, I couldn’t help but moan.
“That’s right, moan for Daddy," I heard him whisper in my ear as he grabbed my tits. He pushed my bra out of the way, as he slipped his fingers in and started playing with my nipples, first softly, then harder. Squeezing them between his thumb and forefinger, harder and harder. The pain and pleasure mixing, my body rubbing up against his in pleasure.
I could feel his rock-hard dick at my ass, so I reached behind me to grab it. I wanted so badly to play with it. “Not yet, all in good time,” he said, as he stopped playing with my tits and took my hand off his dick.
Sean took me over to the dining table and bent me over., my big ass fully exposed in front of him. I felt him rub his hand over one cheek before I heard a loud slap, he spanked me.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
"Yes,” I managed to breathe out.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I said.
He then spanked me again and again and again. Each slap was harder than the previous. If I winced or moved, Daddy would tell me off and then spank me harder. I kept thinking, “What if he marks me, how will I explain this to the hubby?” But the pleasure I was feeling from being spanked was more than I thought.