I was finding myself wanting a little something extra in my life. I started posting photos of my tits when I was 50. I wanted someone to compliment me I guess. I'm slim and good looking. I have small breasts and big nipples and they're spectacular.

After I posted a few photos I started receiving a ton of praise. I let the camera go a little lower on some photos till you could see the top of my slit. After I took the photos I would sometimes masturbate because I was naughty. It was making me feel good. My husband was okay but I wanted to really get fucked, something really memorable. All out sweating like crazy with a handsome man groaning as he unloaded his balls into my pussy, my mouth and maybe even my ass!! I was open to anything. Like I said, I was attracting a lot of attention by posting my nipple photos. I have borderline knobby nipples but not totally. I like to play with them. Just a little tugging gets them happy and me horny as hell.

I replied to a couple guys that were potential guys that might make a good comfortable situation in which to cheat. I decided to get my husband involved. Not exactly cucking him but kind of so I let him know what I was doing. I was surprised he wasn't freaked out. I did chase down a few leads but they really didn't work out. To say the least there's a lot of liars out there. I read a story a guy wrote about a massage. I contacted him and told him to read one that happened to me. We exchanged a few messages and I began to feel aroused just talking about my massage. Getting felt up at a massage is a huge fantasy for women. It's naughty but we like to think it's one of those innocent oops! It just happened when we secretly want the masseuse to fuck us or even have a lesbian encounter. Some kind of fantasy. After a few messages I told this writer some details about a cheating fantasy I had. Through a few back and forth exchanges it turned out he lived only 100 miles away. He sent me his photo and he was about my age and in fairly good shape for his age. I was in better shape. LOL. But he was perfect if he wasn't lying and the photos were current and real.

To be honest I was masturbating way too much thinking about this, I hoped I wasn't going to ruin the orgasm when I met him.

I told my husband what was going on. He was to walk in on me fucking this guys brains out dressed in his suit. He would simply sit and watch as this guy had his way with me. He didn't seem as okay with it when it was really going to happen. Whatever, deal with it. I arranged my sexual fantasy man to come on the arranged day. He showed up and I was pleasantly surprised. He smelled nice and was tall and funny. I liked him, like, quite a bit for a first time.

We sat on the couch and it was going to be about an hour before my husband returned. As we sat the touching and kissing it came very naturally. I was dressed to fuck. I had a short skirt with no panties, no bra and a sheer top. He laid a big kiss on me and my pussy contracted like I was going to come. I could feel my bum clenching. I was indeed going to cum soon. He moved his hand under my shirt and pinched my big nipples, my pride and joy. I shivered. I pulled my top over my head and shrugged my skirt off as he was pulling his pants off. He had a nice 6+ inch cock. It was perfect.

I immediately leaned over and sucked on it. It was mostly hard already. He ended up kneeling in front of me as I sat on the couch. My husband walked in the door and he kept fucking me. My husband sat down and watched as he fucked me and sucked and nibbled on my big nipples. It had been so long since my husband did any of this it was like I was a virgin. I was close to cumming when he flipped me over and took me from behind. He briefly popped his cock in my ass. Almost all the way in and I was hoping he was going to fuck my ass but he stopped. He started fucking me again. I came once, then twice. He kept going and my husband moaned as he watched. I'd told him he couldn't touch us or himself.

My pussy was so creamy it was like I was a teenager all over again. I used to cream my panties in the old days. LOL. Finally it seemed like he was about to cum. He pulled out and that's when he drilled his hard cock into my ass. It went in easy and he came in less than a minute and his orgasm seemed to last forever. He pulled out and stood up. He sort of looked at my husband as if to say, "and that's how it's done!" Well, he would have been right. I haven't been fucked like that in years. I was dripping all over. I was a sweaty mess. When I looked at my husband all I saw was a deed to the house. I had no interest in fucking him anymore. I wanted Glenn. My writer.

We went upstairs leaving my husband downstairs and continued fucking. As he fucked me he told me filthy ideas for stories. It was like dirty talk. I was the focal point of the stories. He told me he was going to fuck me on the hood of my car in a parking lot. Finger me sitting at a bar. He was going to fuck me at a movie theatre while the movie was on. Every story made me cum. I rode his cock and he nibbled on my erect big nipples. As we fucked I watched my husband fill a suitcase. He never spoke and he left. Glenn and I spent the rest of the day together and he went home. We saw each other once more.

Finally my husband came back and we went back to our regular life. I continue to post my boobs with big nipples and I read Glenns dirty stories that he writes about me.