Am I a Hotwife or Cheater?

Hello,

Hi. My name is Lauren. Visit this site every so often and wanted to add my story. Not sure if I'm a hotwife or just a cheater in this scenario.

I'm most often described as mousy. I'm barely 5ft tall and weigh about 100lbs. In normal circumstances I have a shy personality. I just get a bit overwhelmed in large groups. Throughout college, I was always more of a book nerd, spending weekend nights in the library rather than going out to parties. I am extremely kinky though. Almost no one knows this about me but it's true. I masturbate while watching porn and reading erotic stories almost everyday. It was one of the secret benefits of spending so much of my time in an empty library with lots of discrete corners.

I came into college as a virgin but I had a few sexual experiences under my belt by the time I graduated. The first two were just one night stand type affairs but the third was extended with my first boyfriend for half a year. Nothing too crazy happened and to be honest, the experiences left me mostly unsatisfied. I would cum eventually but it was never quite like I imagined in my head while masturbating. I'm definitely more submissive and want the guy to take control and drive the action. What good is being 100lbs if a guy doesn't pick you up and fuck you hard against the wall once and awhile?

After graduating, I got set up with my current boyfriend Matt by some mutual friends. He's also short and a bit shy so our friends thought we might be a good match. They were right in terms of general compatibility. We live together now and I truly do love Matt. He is so sweet and perfect in every way except one. While I like to break out of my shell and get a bit more wild sexually, Matt stays careful and gentle and respectful. Don't get me wrong... this is what guys should do in almost every circumstance. I just happen to crave the opposite and Matt can't provide that experience. And because of that, our sex life is a luke warm pot of water that never reaches a boil.

So after a year of dating, my eyes began to wander a bit. I didn't want to hurt Matt but I needed to fulfill my sexual desire somehow if our relationship was gonna last. I set up a couple ground rules for my search. First, no friends or close acquaintances of Matt or me. I couldn't risk him finding out somehow. And second, the guy had to be the opposite of Matt. It was no use just getting a variation on Matt. I needed someone who was the polar opposite in every way.

I started my search just going to coffee shops and bars in my free time. I got a bit of attention but nothing too exciting. It was awkward to try to spin any of those encounters into a real relationship anyways. I eventually gave up on my subtle approach and decided to be more proactive. From my frequent porn viewing, I already knew about a few websites where you could pick up partners. I put up an ad describing what I was looking for and included a very blurry pic. And by the end of the day, I had over fifty responses. I took the ad down and tried to whittle down the fifty suitors to a single option.

Most of the responses were one liners and easy to weed out. After getting through all of them, there were ten or so that stood out. After some back and forth with each of them, I finally found my guy. If anyone is taking notes, I ended up choosing him for the following reasons. He made clear that he understood what I was asking for. He was direct with what he wanted for himself and what he could provide for me. And he didn't pre-emptively ask for more pics or my phone number. Additionally, he had an empty office where we could meet regularly during the daytime.

His name was Tim. He was 42 (I was still 24 at the time). He was over 6ft tall and had a dad bod but more on the athletic side. He was divorced and not looking for anything other than me submitting to him sexually once or twice a week.

He described our first meeting as an interview. I was so nervous when I first knocked on the front door of his office. He instructed me to wear normal clothing which I did (just a t-shirt and jeans). The building was huge but he was apparently the only person coming into work regularly during the quarantine. He unlocked the door and then let me in. I introduced myself awkwardly and Tim instructed me to call him 'Sir'. I said 'Yes Sir' and he led me up the stairs, down a long hallway, and into an office. Inside, there was just an empty desk with a chair behind it. Tim sat down in the chair and told me to stand in front of the desk. I did as told and he then asked me a series of questions just to make sure we were on the same page and he had consent to really dominate me. I answered all his questions succinctly and then we agreed on a safe word.

Tim then alerted me that we would start and I would henceforth be his 'slut'. He told me to begin by removing my clothes. I took my shirt off and slipped my pants down until I was just wearing my bra in panties. I paused briefly and then removed my bra and panties so I was standing completely naked in front of him. I felt so exposed. He made me spin around, bend over, and show off all my parts to him. He looked pleased. He then told me to get on my knees as he got up and walked around the desk. He was now standing with his crotch directly in front of my face. He put his hand in my hair, grabbed the back of my head, and pressed my face into his crotch. I could feel his growing erection against my cheeks, nose, and forehead. He eventually pulled away and dropped his pants to his knees. His cock flopped out and OMG it was huge. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen in person. He slapped it against my face several times. I was so humiliated and turned on at the same time.

He pulled back again and I instinctively opened my mouth. He then guided his cock into my mouth. I tried my best to suck it but it was so big. I brought my hands up to try to jerk it into my mouth but he slapped them away and told me I could only use my mouth. I continued to struggle and he eventually put his hand back on the back of my head. He pulled my head back and forth and fucked my mouth with his cock. I gagged several times as I continued to feel his cock grow and get harder. He then pulled out of my mouth and slapped my face several more times with his cock. I was soaking wet to be honest. I felt so used.

Tim then said we would go to another room that had a couch. I nodded and he opened the door. He didn't let me stand up though. He told me I had to crawl on my hands and knees. I tried my best to crawl seductively as I exited the office completely naked while leaving my clothes behind. He walked behind me as I crawled down the hallway. I crawled about 50ft before we arrived at the room. He opened the door and then used my hair as a leash to guide me to the couch. He positioned me doggystyle at the edge of the couch and instructed me to arch my back and stick my ass up. He then inserted his cock into my pussy and I nearly screamed. It felt so big and he was balls deep after just a few thrusts. He then grabbbed my waist and started fucking me hard. My body jerked back and forth as he impaled me. The discomfort subsided after a minute or so and I was soon on the verge of cumming. Tim grabbed my hair again and pulled it back as I orgasmed and moaned loudly. Not getting me a chance to recover, he then picked me up, spun me around, and threw me back down on the couch. He spread my legs and held them up around my head. He inserted his cock back inside of me and resumed his hard thrusts. I could feel his balls slap against my ass each time. I came again quickly but he didn't stop. He kept pounding for another several minutes until I orgasmed once more. I had never cum so much in such a short period of time.

He eventually pulled out and threw me to the ground. I got on my knees and he grabbed my hair. He jerked his cock inches from my face while I rubbed my clit. I eventually begged 'please sir, give me your cum' and 'let me taste your cum'. He told me to open my mouth as his first stream of cum hit me on the cheek and forehead. The next two got in my mouth and on my lips. He put his cock into my mouth and made me milk out the rest of his cum. I came one last time while rubbing my clit and swallowing his cum.

Tim put his pants back on but I was still naked, covered in cum, and kneeling on the ground. He led me back to his office. Again, I had to crawl the entire way which was even more humiliating with his cum dripping down my face. When we got to his office, he went in, picked up my clothes, and threw them down in front of me in the hallway. I got dressed quickly and then he showed me out the front door. I still had cum on my face and felt like such a whore walking out to my car. The experience was incredible though and exactly what I needed.

Since that first meeting, Tim and I continue to meet once a week or so. My boyfriend Matt doesn't know and we rarely have sex anymore. I still love Matt but Tim provides the sexual experience I crave. Not sure how this will end but it's been exactly what I'm looking for so far.

Lauren - blebla6933@gmail.com