The Corruption of an Austin Single Girl by /u/AlphaBullVegas | 2016

tl;tr After a 10 year sexual fast, and a few false starts, I am awakened to some amazing fun that opens my eyes to a new world of sexuality.

So, I'm very new here. So much so that I think this is going to be my introduction of myself into these Reddit boards of such topics. But you can tell by the title that you have /u/AlphaBullVegas of /r/Hotwife and /r/Cuckold fame to thank for my joining the club. I'm not like his usual playmates, in that I am a single woman. I'm 39 yrs old, 6' Tall, Blonde, white, and curvy figure, 40D and yes, all my curves are in the right places. This story is about how I came out of a 10 year celibacy and am now on the verge of becoming a practicing sexual fetish player of some kind (Unknown still, I have a lot of ground to cover to catch up). And ABV is the one who introduced me.

When I met ABV it had been about 10 years where I had gone for the most part without sex. I had a bf in college, 1 in grad school, and 1 as I started my career. These were the only sexual experiences I had in my life, all monogamous and all after developing committed relationships. But after the 3rd, I threw myself in my career and never looked up again (except for 1 night 5 yrs ago where I had a one night stand with a colleague, but let's say that didn't count since it wasn't very satisfying).

Five months ago, I was looking back on my last 10 years with a gf of mine and discussing how much I needed to start dating again now that I had invested everything into my professional life sacrificing my personal and sexual life, and that I was frustrated though as I no longer even noticed men much. She told me to look at it like a pilot light that had been blown out due to lack of attention. I needed to light it and work on keeping it lit and making sure the flame was big enough to keep me happy. So I did.

I re-joined all the dating sites. I had thrown money at these many times in the past with no return. But this time it was going to be different. I even joined some new app called Tinder (I was so naive, I had no idea this was a hook up app until my gf told me and I had to add "Im not here for hook ups" to my profile). I began to make connections, went on my first blind date with this one guy who was in politics. He stuttered and lost his train of thought many times through the date as he looked across the table at me. It was flattering. A huge turn on. I loved it. I wanted more. Oh hell! What am I doing? I need to get laid! Now! ......My pilot light just got lit! A few days later I threw it on the table....wanna hook up? He was not into it. Damn! ok, fine....onto the next one.

The chase was fun! I'd get impatient with the dating sights and how long it took to get a connection......I'd get bored and want entertainment.....so I resorted to Craig's List. I found a few men there and had a bit of fun with some anonymous sexting. Even worked up the nerve to send pictures of myself. A couple of them even asked me to meet them. OMG! Meet a complete stranger off CL for sex? WTF! I'd have to be really stupid to do such a thing. I'll spare you the list of risks that ran through my head, but with my very conservative and sheltered upbringing (that included strong scare tactics in HS sex ed class) and parents who raised me with hypersensitive outlook on what can go wrong in any situation, the consideration was nuts. But with each new guy, my walls would break down a little more.

Finally, I met this one guy who said he was new in town, single, etc. I chatted with him over several days and began to sorta like him. Maybe he was real dating material? But I found him on CL? Nah! Too good to be true. So I proceeded cautiously. I agreed to meet him for a lunch date. He was very nice. Seemed to be everything he said he was. And was very much a gentleman. The next day, he texted me and said something that made me wonder. I didn't know what I should be cluing into, but my gut said to check him out. I didn't have a lot of information on him, but with what little I had, I hit Google. And before long, I found what I needed to find. His wife's FB page! He was married and had a young son. For about two days, I felt sick to my stomach and scarred. This guy was attempting to deceive me into something.....just sex? an affair? I don't know, but I didn't like being brought into his issues like that unwittingly. I cut him off immediately and blocked him from all communication.

Just as my juices were starting to flow and I was getting back in the game, I found myself burned and sitting there licking my wounds. I was a bit jaded now and stepped way back into being more cautious again. About a week later, I was flipping through my Tinder app, bored, numb, didn't care...swiping right on every guy without even looking at them. Several hours later, I get a notification on my phone that I have a match. About a minute later, I have a message from him. I go to check it out and this is the first time I see ABV's photo.

"So, you're really cute, but too bad you're profile says you're not into hookups. My name is ___ and I live in Las Vegas, I travel for business a lot and my wife knows I play when I'm away. I'll be in Austin a couple of weeks. If you think you might be interested, I'd like to take you to dinner. If all goes well, then to my hotel room."

OMG! WTF! I had seen a few traveling business men before who hit me up on Tinder, but I always immediately deleted them. I thought it was awful they were cheating on their wives. But this guy was intriguing. Attractive. And to top it off....he had his wife's permission! Crap! Another married man, back to back.....where are the single ones!?!? I looked at his picture again. I know not all women are into this look, (They like a more bad boy look) but he was right up my alley. He had this sorta nerdy geeky but handsome conservative professional look about him.....almost with an Ivy League flair. It was a mirror shot and he was wearing a tweed jacket over a dress shirt and V-neck sweater. Very clean and tight hair cut, dark rimmed glasses, and his lips make this sorta funny curl in his smile.

OK, I know most men will find the above description as boring filler material in this story, but if you are a woman like me.....what I just described probably has you getting wet about now.

Just so happened, I myself was traveling on business later that day and ABV had connected with me just as I left Austin. For the next 3 days I just went through the motions of my business trip all while my nose was stuck in my phone reading his texts and ABV seduced me into the idea that meeting up with him wouldn't be so bad. He entertained me as I asked all sorts of questions about his lifestyle. I had to go to google to look up the word Cuckold and Hotwife. Actually I did several times as I tried to wrap my brain around what this guy was into.

The end of the first long day of my trip ABV persuaded me to download Skype and get on a phone call with him. Just as I got to my hotel room, he instructed me to take my clothes off and get into bed and start touching myself. I obliged. As I got settled and finalized my Skype account, he rang me. His voice was deep, strong and assertive. Almost sounded like someone who could be on TV or the Radio. He has a slight giggle behind his speech that told me that even though he was old hat at this, he was still very excited about the phone sex we were about to have.

He asked if I was settled in bed and if I was naked as he instructed me. I said I was and he replied "Good girl." This was the first of several dozen "Good Girl"'s I will get from ABV over the next few weeks and months. I don't think anyone has ever said that to me. It struck me funny. Like I was his pet and he was training me. Just as I do when my dog does behavior I want him to do. You would think I would be offended, but I wasn't. He was polite in how he said it, so it didn't feel derogatory. In fact, I found myself enjoying submitting to his command. I always knew I wanted to play a submissive role sexually, but the fear I have in sex has always led me to date weaker men. Men who I knew I could control somewhat. So I never had the opportunity to be submissive in the bedroom.

He waisted no time and plowed right into telling me what he was going to do to me. As I laid there listening, I touched myself and found myself so way more turned on than ever in a masturbation session. I came fairly quickly as his voice continued to coach me through it. As I hit my climax, I could hear in his voice that we was enjoying it equally as much. And when it was over, he had to go...very quickly. It was all business. Unlike the pain and hassle you go through in a dating relationship, there were no games. I was horny as hell and as I had decided a month prior, I needed to get laid, I needed to have sex. Otherwise it would be a cloud hanging over my head that would prevent me from enjoying moving forward in my dating life in a relaxed fashion. But the question was always with whom? A random guy in a bar? CL? a FWB? These are all complicated. There are still games to be played before you get to the good part. There's still a lot of flirting and obstacle courses to run and figure out to make sure you're headed in the right direction. And many times you get very far down the road to realize you took a huge wrong turn. And the sad part is that even if you find yourself down the right road, most men don't like to put the work in that's required to build a woman's excitement and stroke her intellectual clit before diving into the goal line. ABV had been stroking my intellectual clit for a solid day.....thus my eagerness to get naked the min I walked through my hotel room door.

This went on for a couple of weeks in anticipation for his coming business trip to Austin. All the while he coaxed me into being more open to the idea of meeting him. Not without reservation of course, but each day I asked more questions and talked about my fantasies and desires and he colored exciting scenarios of what he might do to me when we met. Then he told me that his trip to Austin had been cancelled and he didn't know when it would be rescheduled. I was bummed....but probably a little relieved too. I probably would have still met him, but only after 2 weeks of discussion, I still had a lot of mental walls up about the idea.

So over the next several weeks he told me about the kinky rendezvous he would have with a couple in whatever city he was in from day to day or week to week. Some shocking the hell outta me so much so I'd have to ask what about that turns people on. He would explain further the mindset of that particular type of player and I would gradually start to understand it myself from that POV. Eventually, his stories turned me on more and more instead of shocking me. So much so that one Friday when it was still unknown as to when he would make it to Austin and he was looking at a long uneventful weekend at home, we discussed me getting a cheap Southwest flight to Vegas for a 1 night fling. It was very much last minute and sorta on a whim discussion. We looked at flights and times and costs and I seriously considered doing it....I just need to get tabs on my boss before pulling the trigger and then run go throw a bag together and dash to ABIA. I was in motion, and the adrenaline was running high. But I ran into my boss and got caught having a long conversation in his office about a business deal. I look down at my phone and ABV is blowing it up with "No! Don't! Stop! Wait! Don't buy the ticket! My parents just dropped in on me! I'm stuck!" He was panicking and ringing my Skype account. But I couldn't do anything as I stood there in my boss' office. When I was done, I let him know I had not gotten a ticket and why I couldn't answer him. I think he was still recovering from a small heart attack at that point. But he was very relieved it had worked out. The adrenaline rush turned him on so much he started to think 'what if' and played out a scenario where he'd have to hide me out from his family, playing his "Normal" self all evening knowing he could fuck me later that night when everyone was gone.

All this time, I had continued to pursue matches in my online dating accounts. I was still horny as hell and was considering ABV to be just an cyber-sex connection at this point. But I meet this Law Student from a nearby town about 2 hrs away from me on Match.com His first message to me had a familiar ring to it: "You're cute, too bad your so far away" He was cute! Didn't have the conservative geeky look of ABV, a bit older, but with baby face attractive features, somewhat scruffy and very much of a wise-ass. With one or two more exchanges of words, he told me he had a huge erection for me within 2 minutes of connecting on text on Match. Wow, so forward!?! The old me would have deleted him in disgust. The new me thought "I have a lead!"
We dove into flirtatious sexting, then phone sex, etc. There was obvious strong attraction. A week later we met for a blind date.....3hrs in he was licking my pussy. Thank God I brought condoms! We had some pretty sweaty sex that afternoon and a lot of it. He has no idea that the stage had been set for him over the last couple months by the ideas ABV had planted in my head.

The Law Student and I saw each other every other weekend for a couple months. Excited I was finally having sex again, told ABV. He was happy for me, although a little bummed he wasn't the one to stake that long uncharted territory first. That was sorta a turn on to him...almost like tapping a virgin I guess. But still good because now I wasn't going out of my mind anymore and as ABV said, I needed the warm up in order to take in his huge cock eventually. I didn't say anything to him, but...(eye roll) all men say they have a huge cock and they're all about the same. Besides, he had sent me pictures of it, seemed to appear to scale. Average I guess. Men! Sometimes they can get a little big headed.

So, as I play with Law School each week, I'm openly giving him fantasies about how I wanna try public sex, I wanna try DP, I wanna try FMF.....he loves that I bring all these ideas up. I think he must have been thinking "I think I've found the perfect woman!" He's even a little concerned he can't keep up with me. I'm obviously a sex addict he thinks and he has no idea how he's gonna keep me all sexed up from long distance. He's clueless. But the good news is that he's very good at licking my pussy...while the missionary sex is very vanilla. But passionate. Gotta give a little I guess to get a little.

So, one day I'm sitting in my office late in the day and I get a text from ABV suddenly. "I have dates for Austin now." is all it says. I look at my phone and see his message and instantly my stomach shoots up to my throat. He texts me the dates. It's 2 weeks to the day from that moment he'll be here. Wow. This just got real. He's not my cyber-sex buddy anymore. This is really happening. Crap! Do I really wanna do this? Think Think. Because if I don't, I need to tell him now....RIGHT NOW! And apologize for leading him on since I obviously had no intension of ever following through. Well? Do I? Think of all the wonderful crazy stuff he described. Ive never been dominated. I've never been tossed around a bed. I've never been pinned down and fucked hard. Do I want that? Fuck yea I want that! And the vanilla men I date are never gonna give it to me.....so this is my opportunity to have that experience. Make a memory. ok, Let's do this!

I reply to his text, "wow! Two weeks huh? Great! So, whats the plan?" The plan would develop later as the time got closer. But I'm a planner.....and I just got sorta neurotic! Poor thing, I know the uptick in questions from me was berating. This whole thing was nerve racking for me and it helps me to relax if I can sketch out in my mind exactly what to expect. Besides, This was going to be a first! A first hook up! A first Married man! A first stranger! But ABV pushed me off and told me to relax, I'd kill it for him if I laid out too many guidelines. I needed to let it flow naturally. Guess he didn't realize though for me, this sorta thing doesnt have a flow. It's not natural. I'm likely going to sit there like a stiff ice cycle afraid to let my arms leave my side unless I have a script in hand.

So, Fast forward to the day of....That day was a crazy day. It was unusually busy. I had to drive out of town for part of the day on business only a few hrs away. I had a colleague shadowing me the whole time. And I couldn't even think straight. I was just watching the clock and waiting for the hours to tick past. ABV's plane was landing at 5pm and I was pretty much his only plan that evening. I left work slightly early to get a jump on running home to get ready. Shortly after 5pm I get a text from ABV "Just touched down, still taxiing, will get my car and head to the hotel. Will take a while, may not be ready til 6pm".
"That's ok, I cant get downtown til 6:30 or 7pm from where I live" "Perfect. Text me when you leave and are headed that way"

6:30 - "You headed this way yet?" "Just walking out the door. Will take me 20-30 min depending on traffic." "Ok, text me when you are parking and I'll come down and meet you in the lobby."

6:50 - "Im driving into downtown now and I just started shaking" "Relax" ....I had seriously thought about making a U-turn at this point and heading home. I had all kinds of nagging thoughts running through my head.

7:00pm - "Im parking" "Ok, I'll meet you in the lobby"

As I stepped off the elevator into the lobby, it was full of people. There must have been some sort of event downtown I wasn't aware of with as many people that were crowded there. But as I started to make my way across the lobby, the people parted in slow motion like prop scenery in a theatrical production, to reveal ABV standing by the entrance to the bar. He was obviously looking for me and smiled even bigger when he saw me as if relieved I didn't bail.

He walked towards me and scooped his arm around my waist and the small of my back and pulled me in close to him and planted a kiss on me. I almost feel as though I was stoned at this point. Because I just barely remember this. I typically exchange very awkward friend-hugs when I meet a guy for the first time off the internet and can be a bit chatty. But that didn't happen this time. In fact, I just barely remember even saying anything. Not sure I talked at all. But I do remember instantly having my body pressed up against his......so this is is the best memory of that moment that I can piece together.

He suggested we have a seat in the bar for a min. There were not good options. I know what he was looking for. Something in the corner that might be a bit private and secluded. The only corner table was pretty exposed. But oh well. I went to take a seat and was taken a back when he quickly pulled his chair almost 1/3 of the way around the table to sit right next to me. I mean RIGHT next to me! I was a bundle of nerves and my natural reaction was to cross my legs away from him. The minute I did, I looked down at them as if they were not my legs and thought "WTH are you doing? You prude!" But by then, they were already locked down tight in that position and I was awkwardly fidgeting in a very unattractive manner.

Just as I quit moving, he reached his hand over and placed it on my thigh. Very high on my thigh. Wow! Again, not like any other normal situation where the guy moves slowly and waits to be given permission or a signal to make such a move. ABV knows I'm nervous and he's moving quickly and aggressively to diffuse that. I see a look of confusion though on his face as he starts to rub my leg. I was wearing thigh highs and a garter belt and yet when he felt them through my skirt, it wasn't familiar to him. It made him move his hand around more as he looked down at my leg trying to figure out what he was feeling. All the while trying not to let this distract his thought flow in what he was saying. He crinkles his forehead between his eye brows. I sorta feel a little turned on that it's obvious I've stumped this pro. So I uncross my legs and turn my lap towards him. He knows he's loosening me already and he smiles even bigger.

The waiter comes over and takes our drink order and we begin to chat. He puts one arm around the back of my chair while the other explores all over my thigh. This seems very natural to him as he talks to me. His hand eventually makes its way under my skirt. And the minute his fingers make their way to the lace trim at the top of my stockings, he looks up from my lap at me and says "Wow! Really? This is very very awesome!" He puts his hand up my skirt further to see what he had been feeling from the outside earlier. He finds the strap to my garter belt and I can read his mind by the look on his face. He had just put two and two together and just confirmed his guess on what he had felt previously under my skirt. He was thrilled and getting more and more excited by the moment.

He's easy to talk to and the conversation alone relaxes me. The drinks come and I don't waist any time picking mine up. I don't even try to pace myself. In this situation, it's ok to down this glass quickly. As I listen to ABV talk to me about his excitement for the evening, he lets that boyish giggle out again. It sorta strikes me funny....a bit out of place I'm thinking. This guy is so much more experienced, he's bigger, he's assertive, and yet I caught a glimpse of a kid who was so excited at the anticipation of getting to open his Christmas presents maybe a bit early. But that enthusiasm in him again is flattering. It helps in disarming me as I realize he's just as thrilled to be with me as I have been about him and this experience. So, as I take in the last sip of wine from my glass, I say "OK, Let's do this" as I set the glass down.

ABV produces his AMEX as though it had been waiting in his palm the entire time. He was just waiting for my cue to pull the trigger. And as if rehearsed, the waiter appears with the check just as quickly. Had ABV come down early and spoken with the waiter about his plan and need to move quickly once I said I was ready? Or maybe this is all just my perception as it almost all feels dream-like.

We walk through the lobby towards the elevators. As we get close, we find ourselves amidst a crowd of people all getting on the elevator. He pulls my hand to hang back a bit. We waves at the people ahead not to hold the elevator for us. I know exactly what he's thinking because Im thinking it too. But I look back and theres a crowd behind us as well....so no use waiting to get an elevator of our own.

We get to his floor and head to the room. He opens the door and lets me in first ahead of him. I walk in and put my purse on the dresser and start to kick off my shoes. I know he's behind me, closing the door to the room and my body is waiting in anticipation for what's coming next. Suddenly, I feel him grab both shoulders and spin me around. If that was sweet Dr. Jekyll downstairs I was with, this is Mr. Hyde. The look on his face is different. He's turned into this animal who is about to hungrily feed on its prey. I'm grinning from ear to ear....THIS is gonna be good!

He kisses me violently and I'm all tangled up in his arms. Lifting me from the ground with his hands under my ass. Wow! That's never happened to me before! I love it! Next thing I know, He strips my blouse off over my head, spins me back round to face the bed and bends me over. He lifts my skirt, now expecting to see the garter belt and thigh highs I chose to wear....but surprised by my lack of panties underneath. I wasn't sure if this animal even spoke English anymore....but I did hear him mutter "Fuck! You aren't wearing any panties!" in a surprised voice. "Very nice! You dirty girl!"

He bends down and licks my ass and spanks it. He grabs my hips and flips me over so I'm face up on my back looking up at him with my legs in the air. He gets down on his knees and plants his face in my pussy, parting my outer lips with is tongue and encircling my clit with it. OMG this feels good. I think I just died and went to Adult Disney land!

After I cum, He stands up and takes his clothes off. Then bends over me and places two fingers inside me. The first time I saw his picture several months ago, one of the first things I noticed was his hands and the size of his thick fingers. Wow. He reaches down and grabs my hand and places it on his cock. I had been so disoriented to this point, I had not really looked at it. My eyes were closed, but when I felt his cock they popped open immediately. It was all I could think about, I turned my head, I had to see. It was fucking huge! Don't think I had ever seen or felt one this big. Oh....I'm looking forward to him shoving it in me now!

He proceeds to fuck me with his huge fingers. I had been fingered before, but this was amazing! We had talked about his ability to teach women to squirt. I relaxed and tried to focus on what he was doing so I really wanted to experience this. As the sensation of orgasm came over my body....he continued tirelessly. It was amazing. I had never had a vaginal orgasm in my life. I thought the only way was through stimulating my clit. As the wave of orgasm peaked in my body, it was more intense than I had ever felt before. I practically lifted my body from the bed involuntarily as I tensed and shook. Pushing my self away from his hand, he moved in forward in order to stay with me and see it through. OMG! I think I may have a seizure this is so intense.

When it ends, he removed his fingers and I lay there with my heart palpitating and breathing hard. My hand on my forehead in disbelief. I had just experienced the first vaginal orgasm in my life and all I know now is I want MORE!

He tells me to flip back over and get on my knees. And he doesn't move slowly. In one hard thrust, he had his huge cock all the way in. I just dropped with my face planted on the bed. It felt so good and I felt so amazingly full as he pumps it in and out of me. I'm gripping the sheets on the mattress, holding on for dear life. Then, just as I think I may cum again due to his sheer size, he flips me over once again and finishes himself off in me while laying on top. His chest pressed up against my breasts as he hold my arms down to the bed.

When he's finished, he rolls over and exclaims "I'm hungry!" I'm thinking "Really? Yea, it's late and that was a workout. But what an exclamation! I hadn't recovered yet long enough to even think if I was hungry or not. But ok."
He invites me to join him for dinner and wants me to pick a good local BBQ place. So we get dressed and head out for dinner. By now I'm feeling very relaxed. I am acting and behaving like my every day self again. No more nervous, uptight, tenseness. Whew! Plus, I'm having the time of my life. I cant stop smiling. I've known ABV for like 3 months now....there's no reason I shouldn't be relaxed. And as we sit and eat and have more great conversation, kinda feels like I'm hanging out with an old friend I've known forever who shares my secret sexual fantasies.

When we are finished with dinner he asks me if I want to go back to the room. I say "Or somewhere else?" He looks at me puzzled and I have a devilish grin on my face. He's wondering what I'm thinking.
"Right around the corner there is a hotel with a very sexy lounge/bar. There might be a secluded corner there where we can have some public play." ABV thinks that sounds exciting and agrees we should go.
We get to the lounge and look all around. But It's Monday night and the crowd it too thin for any privacy and all the good tables are taken. So I can see he's deflated as he was super excited going in. And as he starts to head back towards the door, I pull him back. "Hey, the bathrooms are that way"

As we head down the corridor with the restrooms, we unexpectedly find nothing but Unisex bathrooms. We duck into one and I turn to lock the door. His hands are all over me and I can feel my skirt being pulled up in back. He pushes me towards the sink and bends me over. He grabs my panties (I had brought some with me in my purse just incase) and peels them down my legs. He sticks his thigh between my legs and forces me to spread them. He bends over and starts licking me from behind. I stand there staring at myself in the mirror and grinning at myself as if to say "You lucky girl you!" as I can just barely see him down there back behind me in the reflection.

He stands back up and looks around the room. Then slams the toilet lid closed. I'm getting hot, so I strip my clothes off and drape them over the light fixture. He commands me to "Sit down there!" as he points to the toilet. So I do and he pushes my knees apart with his hands and lifts them slighting to tilt my hips upwards. He gets down on on all fours and begins to lick my pussy. It feels so good and I'm rocking my hips back and forth into his face. As my body tenses and I point my toes, I'm resting my heels on his back. I'm leaning backwards some supporting myself on the handicap bars attached to the walls around the toilet. I look around at the very sexy decor of this upscale hotel restroom at the back velvet damask walls and gold lined black lampshade that my clothes are hanging from. My shoes and panties in a wad on the tile floor. Again, this is the first time I've ever had sex in a public restroom and to my shock, it's amazingly thrilling. I think to myself.....again, Adult Disney Land! as my eyes roll back into my head.

Afterwards, we dress and clean up. And I turn to tell him to wait a second and leave the restroom a few steps behind me. We meet out front and laugh about it all the way to the car. As we head back to his hotel, I look at him and say, "So, one more round? It's not even 10 yet." He agrees.
When we get in the elevator alone this time, he shoves me face first into the wall against the railing with my ass pulled towards him. He reaches down and fondles me aggressively until the elevator stops again. We get into his room and this time I undress myself....but in a bit of a flirtatious way. He watches.
I have several long strands of pearls I was wearing that evening that got taken off with my blouse in the first round. But this time I stood completely naked in his hotel room but put the pearls back on. They cascaded down my front and between and around my breasts. ABV laid on the bed and watched in enjoyment. I crawled on top of him and sat on his cock allowing myself to feel it slide in. He reached up and squeezed my breasts...playing with them as the strands of pearls danced over my nipples. He sat up and sucked one and then the other into his mouth. I was enjoying this somewhat of performance of mine I was putting on for him.

He decided he wanted me to give him a hand job to finish him off. So we moved to the lounge chair. I straddled his lap and sat back towards his knees so that I could reach his cock well. He said he loved looking down on me and seeing the lips of my pussy spread wide open and suspended there in the air between his knees. When he was ready to cum, I moved to the ottoman behind me so he could stand and squirt his creamy load all over my breasts. Was a bit foreshadowing that I had chosen to wear my string of pearls during the first half of this round.

I stood up and he told me later that I sort of twirled as I made my way towards the full length mirror right next to the bathroom. He stood there and watched me as I looked at myself in the mirror and his cum all over my breasts. I put one finger in it and began to swirl it around on myself playfully. He laughed at how silly but sexy I was being. I jumped in the shower to wash it off and he stood in the bathroom and watch me soap myself. I sorta love being an exhibitionist. I already knew that about myself....just never really acted it out. I'm looking forward to maybe putting that talent to greater use in the future.

We laid in bed for a bit a laughed about what a fun evening it had been and the comedy of errors that finally lead to that evening. The delayed business trip plans. The insane spontaneous almost trip to Vegas. The person I was when I first encountered me online vs. the person I had evolved into up that moment. He explained that all of that is part of this that he enjoys. And honestly, it's what I enjoy too. I've learned that I'm a work in progress in this dept and while I'm still uncovering some fetishes of my own each day as he exposes me to even more new ideas, I turn to a shivering block of ice each time. Yes, I love it! Yes, I want it! Now I just need to learn to diffuse my own nerves so I can get to the part where I'm twirling around on my toes and enjoying the ability to have these experiences from the minute I walk in the door.

Good news is that ABV will be in Austin this week and I'm on his schedule. And this time I'm bringing another man to join us. Just met him online the other day. But I'm excited to have my first 3some and even more to have this guy jerk himself off while ABV fucks me like he does. ABV has given me great pointers on finding someone to have a great Cuckold experience with. Just think, 3 months ago I had never heard the word Cuckold, now I'm about to experience it. What a great week ahead!