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Erica’s Sexual Transition Part 3Mark and I had been dating for 3 years and eventually wound up getting married. Our relationship was mostly the two of us arguing over one thing or another. I always wanted to go out and do things and he wanted to stay at home and watch Sports Center. Our sex life was almost non-existent. We only had sex once, maybe twice, a week and it was only to make him happy.He never showed me the attention that Steve once had. In 4 years of having sex with Mark, I never came as close to an orgasm as I had with him. I often wondered about him. I found out through Tara that he eventually found a really nice girl, bought a house, and married her. They are expecting their first c***d soon.I often times thought that maybe I made a mistake in letting go of Steve, but I still remember us arguing over petty stuff. I realized that I was not the girl for him and sadly he was not the guy for me. I would snap out of these memories and look at my husband and realize that I was worse off with him.Sex was only about Mark. He never asked me what I wanted, not that I would know anyway. The second he was finished, there was no more attention from him. He wanted to try new things and it did not matter if I was down for it or not. One night while I was in the doggy position, Mark had his tip right at my vagina, but when he thrust in, he shoved it into my ass. I immediately collapsed onto the bed crying and screaming. The pain was worse than when I lost my virginity. He claims it was an accident but I don’t see how.It wasn’t all Marks fault. I was unhappy so that made me rude to him. I got bitchy with him over everything he said or did. I didn’t make his life easy that is for sure. Something was missing in my life and I was taking it out on him.After a year of marriage, Mark eventually retorted to porn on the computer which was fine with me. If it meant that I had to sleep with him less than it was worth it. I just did not want him to cheat on me. I did love him and wanted to be the one that made him happy. I just was not interested in sex with him, or sex with anyone for that matter.One day Mark was called into work and he left his computer on. While cleaning, I bumped the mouse and the screen flickered on. On the display was an image for a porn site. It was not just porn, but also profiles for dating. In fact it was Marks profile that I was looking at. He had himself listed as single and I could see different videos and pictures that he had pinned to his favorites. There was also a friends list. He had almost 400 friends.I clicked on some of his friends. Most of them were red hair girls that looked Ankara escort similar to me. I was shocked to find that a lot of them had photos of themselves nude or engaged in other sexual acts. I clicked on his favorite videos. Most of them were girls with other girls. At first I was repulsed. How could he view such sin? Didn’t he know that it was so damning to be interested in gays and lesbians? I clicked on a video and started watching it. It started out as one girl definitely being the dominate one and seducing the younger looking girl into having sex with her. As I watched the video, something strange happened. I started to get that tingle in my vagina like when I was with Steve for the first time. I also actually felt my vagina get wet. I looked down and could see my nipples were hard. Without even thinking about it, I slid a hand down the front of my pants and touched myself. I was very wet, hot, and slippery. I touched my clit and at that moment my breath caught. Oh my God that felt amazing. I stuck my middle finger in my vagina as I watched the video. All of a sudden a feeling of nausea came over me as I came to my senses. I was going to go to hell for this. Not only was I watching lesbian porn, but it was turning me on. I shut off the computer and went back to cleaning.I never mentioned the profile to Mark. I was too upset over what happened and I tried to push the events out of my mind. No matter how hard I tried though, I kept thinking of those two girls making love to each other, and every time I did, my vagina got wet. By the third day I was changing my panties 4 times a day because I was soaking them. About a week later I could not take it anymore. I had to go back and watch the video again. I logged into the website and hoped that Mark had his cookies set. He did, it opened right to his page. I started to browse his videos and found some with girls wearing a strap on. I clicked on a video and started to watch it when a message popped up. It read, “hey baby I missed you.” It took me a second to realize that she thought I was mark. I clicked on her profile and was surprised to see that she had multiple galleries of her naked and in lingerie. She even had a few cell phone videos posted of her masturbating.I clicked on one of the videos and right away the screen filled with a hazy video of her vagina. She was moaning and ramming her fingers into her. I started to feel that same sensation in my own vagina and I could not fight the urge to touch myself. This time I slid my shorts and panties off and leaned back in the chair.I mimicked what I saw her doing Ankara escort bayan in the video. I ran my fingers over my clit and stuck a finger in me. I pushed it in and out as fast as I could. Then I got brave and tried a second and a third finger. Three was my max. I could not fit anymore in me and the pain was taking way from the pleasure. With my other free hand I started to cup my breasts and play with my nipples.As I fingered myself I rolled and pinched my nipples. I stared at the screen never blinking. After a few minutes I started to feel that tingle grow to something electric. My abdominal muscles started to tense, my breathing got heavier and I could hear my vagina getting wetter as I fingered myself. All of a sudden I felt my vaginal muscles clamp around my fingers and my abdomen tensed up. My vision disappeared for a second and I could feel a different kind of wetness in me.I just had my first orgasm ever and it came very easily. I sat there giggling to myself for a second and then I became confused. Why had I never come before when having sex? Then I realized that the whole time I was thinking about the girl on the screen. Could I actually be lesbian? I cleaned myself and got dressed.Later that night Mark wanted to have sex and I made no attempt to stop him. Our fun began the same way it always did. He stuck a hand up my shirt and grabbed at my breasts for a little bit then he would pull my pants off, he would get naked and the sex would start. This time was different though.I was on my back with my legs spread and Mark was in me. At first I felt like I usually did, in a hurry for him to finish so I could go to bed. Then I started to think of the strap on video and of the girl I watched masturbate. I closed my eyes and pretended that it was the girl with a strap on having sex with me. Almost immediately his penis started to feel better in me. There was less friction and I felt wetter. My nipples started to become more sensitive and the sex started to feel, well feel good.I think Mark noticed because he started to become more passionate with the sex. His thrusts felt like they were longer and deeper. My vagina started to tingle again like it did when I fingered myself. My breathing became deep and rapid and all I could do was sink my nails into his back. I called out, “grab my tits baby.” The whole time I could see the girl in the video making love to me. Then something really strange happened. As I was starting to feel my abdomen tighten and beads of sweat form on me, I could actually here the wetness of my vagina squishing as he thrust in and out Escort Ankara of me. I looked down at his penis and it was covered in a whitish fluid. It looked like his cum but I knew he hadn’t had an orgasm yet.All of a sudden I couldn’t breathe anymore. My back started to arch up off the bed and I could no longer see or hear anything. I was about to have an orgasm and this one felt like it was going to be better than the one earlier. I started to grab onto the sheets and then I felt Mark cum in me. He had done it before but I never felt it. This time he came so hard I felt it shoot into me. I begged him to keep going but as soon as he was done he collapsed on top of me and the orgasm I had building ran away. He laid there on top of me until his penis was limp. He pulled out and said, “Holy shit babe you have never fucked me like that before.” I sat up and looked down at my vagina. Globs of his thick cum were oozing out of me onto the bed. He went off to the bathroom to clean up. I cupped a hand over my vagina and walked into the bathroom trying to keep the goo from dripping on the floor.I sat down on the toilet to get as much out of me as I could. Then I hopped in the shower and washed myself. I was still getting his cum out of me. I couldn’t believe the difference in sex all because I was thinking of a female. Maybe I was lesbian after all or at least bisexual?The next day I set up my own profile on the website and within weeks I had a few hundred friends on there. Most of the girls on there I found out were fake but a few I believed were legitimate. For months I would use the website to masturbate too or get visuals to imagine while Mark had sex with me. I continued to try and give Mark an attempt at getting me off. I never succeeded in having an orgasm with him in me. I do have to give him credit though, because I was enjoying sex more thinking of women doing me, I was more receptive to it. Since I was more receptive I was having more fun which helped him out. He became more aware of my needs and he tried to communicate with me. Our sex was more passionate. After a year I started talking to a girl on the website and I realized that I was lying to myself. I am not interested in men, I am interested in women. I hid it from myself in fear of going to hell or upsetting my parents for being a sinner. After three years of marriage, I filed for a divorce. At first Mark didn’t want me to divorce him; of course he was more than willing to share me with another girl. After a lengthy and pretty nasty divorce, he got to keep most of the money and the house and I got a car, some of our money and all my clothes.I moved far away from my family to start my new life as a lesbian woman. I was onto something bigger and better. I set out to discover myself and I was finally a happy woman. I met a girl soon after moving and my life completely changed again, this time for the better. ..To Be continued.

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