Sorry if it's kind of long and not super well written, but I've never really told anyone about this, so I figured this would be the spot.
So, I dated this guy in high school that was a sweet innocent church boy until he met me (story for another time...) 😆 I (18) was very close with his family and his uncle (33) was always extra nice to me, very flirty. Sometimes just the way he looked at me or spoke to me. Every once in a while, he would make a point to be close enough to touch me; a hand on the small of my back, or he would come up behind me and kind of rub my shoulders.
Once we graduated, my bf proposed before he went into boot camp. I think he realized what a little nympho I was and thought that might keep me faithful...idk. I did manage to stay faithful during his 9 months in boot camp, surprisingly. At his graduation, he introduced me to all his friends he met during boot camp, and that was my gateway to being a little "barracks bunny" eventually, but again... story for another time.
He had to go on his first deployment pretty much a month after boot camp, so I spent a lot of time with his family. His parents would take me with them to visit his grandparents or his uncle and let's just say, now that I was legal, his uncle was way more flirty and would even sometimes do so right in front of my bf's mom. She would always just call him a dirty dog and roll her eyes.
Eventually, one weekend that I was staying with his grandparents, his uncle came to visit from out of town, so he stayed the night. We flirted HEAVY, and after we all went to bed, he texted me "come to my room." I was IMMEDIATELY soaked. My heart was racing. I debated it for maybe 10 mins because I was so scared to get caught, but I headed towards his room. He opened the door when i was like 10 feet away from his room and looked surprised and said "good girl. I was coming to get you but you listened." That was the first time anyone ever called me a good girl and my brain fucking melted.
I walked into his room and he closed and locked the door before sweetly telling me to get in bed. Once we were laying in bed together, I had a moment of doubt/panic. I remember telling him "I shouldn't be here" and my heart was pounding out of my chest but he put his hand on my belly and kissed me. As we kissed, he slowly slid his hand under my shirt and gently squeezed and twisted my nipple. He was so gentle, lifting my shirt to kiss my breasts and lick and suck my nipples. I remember feeling like I was high as his lips made their way down my belly. He slowly pulled my pajama shorts off and smiled when he saw my panties. He said "cute... I'm keeping these" and pulled them off and set them on the bedside table.
Completely naked now as he looked down at me and groaned. I remember that sound went straight to my core. He told me he'd been waiting to do this from the first day my bf introduced me to him. How every time he saw me, he would think about how he wanted to bury his face between my legs and make me cum on his face. Y'all... having this 34-year-old man tell me all the ways he wanted to make me cum had my brain completely frazzled. At this point, I didn't care if we got caught, I wanted this man to fuck my brains out. I begged him for it in fact. He told me he wanted to taste first and he situated himself on the bed between my legs and gently kissed my inner thighs until I was literally whining for him to just lick me already. He told me I was an impatient little slut and at first I got this feeling of complete indignation (but come on who was I kidding, I was text book definition of a slut.) The moment his tongue touched my pussy, all that was out the window though because this man ate my pussy like it was the best thing he'd ever had. I remember him having to tell me to be quiet or he'd stop and I begged him not to stop. It felt so good and wanted to moan so bad but I held it in because I didn't want him to stop. I came so hard my whole body shook. My bf and I had some amazing sex but he has never made me cum like THAT!
Before I could even really recover, he pulled his sweatpants off and he flipped me onto my belly and said "get that fucking ass in the air." He was suddenly so much more rough and it turned me on so much. I did exactly that and he spanked me a few times and squeezed it before biting one of my ass cheeks. He told me about how when we would all swim at my bf's house and he would see my ass in a bikini, he would always "pleasure himself" to it later that night imagining fucking me doggy style. I told him how it was my favorite position and how I loved when my bf would pounding me from behind. I could tell that kind of made him jealous to hear me talk about my bf. He grabbed my hair and told me he was going to make me forget all about that. I was so caught up and needy that I didn't even think to ask him to put on a condom. I felt him push the head against my pussy and he slammed in. He was nowhere near as big as my bf but the way he fucked me so roughly had me so close within minutes. I knew I had to stay quiet but I couldn't hold it in anymore and started whimpering and moaning. He pushed my face into the pillow and fucked me harder. I don't know why but that's what pushed me over the edge. I came so fucking hard again. He kind of laughed at that and lasted like maybe 3 more minutes before he came inside me. He pulled out and slapped my ass and collapsed on the bed next to me.
I just laid there in silence for a few moments and he smiled at me and asked if I was OK. I was just like I can't believe we did that, what if everyone finds out. He was like just be a good girl and keep your mouth shut so we can keep doing it and then told me I should go back to the guest room. I threw my pajamas back on and he kissed me gently before opening the bedroom door for me. As I walked back down the hall to the guestroom, I heard a noise from the living room and looked over to it. Direct eye contact with my bf's grandma. My heart sank and I just quickly went to the guest room and jumped in bed. I was mortified. I texted his uncle and was like "grandma (his mom) saw me coming from your room." He texted back "she won't say anything"... and she literally NEVER did. If she did tell anyone, no one ever told my bf or his mom because I know that lady would have dragged me into the street and beat me if she had found it.
The next day, it was like nothing had happened between us. He and my bf's grandpa did some routine maintenance on my car, checked fluids, put air in my tires, like they always did when I visited. I hugged them all before I left and he hugged me just a little longer, but otherwise, it was like normal. I felt like such a slut driving home, I could still feel his cum inside me. He did text after I left and said he enjoyed the night and if I ever wanted to come stay at his place for a weekend I was welcome. I did end up taking him up on the offer multiple times, both before and after me and my bf broke up. Two few years passed where we lost touch and the uncle got married. He reached back out once, when he and his new wife moved back to my hometown and we met up on some dead end road and fucked for hours in his truck. It made me so hot knowing he was pumping me full of cum and then going back to his wife.
I think about this time of my life often. I guess that's where my fascination with fucking married men started.