For the record, I love my husband very much. He is everything to me and a great lover. And for the most part I am a faithful, loving wife to him. However, there has been a handful of times over the years where perfect opportunities fell right at my feet and I gave in to temptation. I’ve decided to share some of these stories with the Reddit world.

The first story happened quite a while ago. I was 22 at the time, two years into our marriage.

We were nearing the end of a two and a half week trip back to my hometown for the holidays to visit with friends and family. It was a great trip, with one problem. In a rush to get to the airport on time, I forgot to pack my BC pills. So, for the two and a half weeks, we decided on just oral sex when we could. I knew it would be rough on me, but I figured I could handle it.

We were staying at my cousins house the last few days of our vacation since they had an extra room. I was never really close to (let’s call her Abby) growing up. But, she was my go-to party friend at most family get-togethers. She and her husband (Mike) had moved back there after college and both had very demanding careers. For the most part of our stay, Abby was in and out of work constantly. Mike, however, managed to get a little time off work and was home most of our stay.

The second night of our stay was spent partying in their basement gaming room. We had a great time drinking, socializing and playing cards and board games. I had a lot of fun catching up with Abby and getting to know Mike.

Mike and my husband got along well. He was very funny and charismatic and an affectionate drunk. He was 6’6″ and had a very big build, and he made my husband look small standing side by side. And, although I think my husband is more attractive, I did find him handsome.

By 2:00 AM, we were all drunk. Abby said she had to go into work for the late morning and headed upstairs to bed. I could tell my husband had a little to much to drink, so we stumbled up two floors to the guest bedroom. My hope was to get ready for bed and maybe have some oral fun with my man. As soon as we got upstairs, I changed out of my clothes and threw on only my night gown. But when I got back to the room, he was half naked on the bed. He was wailing his passed-the-fuck-out snore. I knew he was done for the night.

So, I walked down the stairs to the kitchen to get a drink of water to do the same. And as I get there, I hear Mike cleaning up the mess we had made in the basement that night. Felling bad, I decided to go help him.

As I walked into the gaming room, I saw a very startled look on his face. It’s then I realized I still only had my night gown on. I apologized and said I came down to help clean up. He assured me he was fine and we got to work.

As we were chatting away and tidying up, we ended up standing in front of one another in the hallway by the downstairs bathroom. As we were talking, Mike chuckles and points upward, revealing that we had managed to both stand under the mistletoe. I thought to myself for a second and said to myself, why not.

Now it was at that moment that I realized that, being 5’2″, I needed a step ladder to kiss this man without help. Apparently, he realized this as well. All of the sudden I feel two big hands wrap around my waist, bringing my face up to his. I looked into his eyes and said “Merry Christmas”, and our lips met.

It was meant to be just a peck, but I just couldn’t seem to take my lips off of him. He was such a good kisser and it felt like we were melting into each other.

After a minute or two, I came to my senses and asked him to put me down. And it’s right then that he pulled off a “World Class Tall Guy” move… (he must have done this before). Grabbing the bottom of my night gown, he loosened his grip on me. In one swift move, I slid down his chest and completely out of my night gown. Then, without missing a beat, he picked me back up and started kissing me again. I briefly hesitated. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the lack of sex (or both), but I gave in.

Mike had unbelievable strength and it was such a turn on! Effortlessly, his hands grabbed my ass cheeks and lifted me above his head. I let out a moan as he began sucking my nipples. I felt one of his hands reach between my legs and slid his fingers over my now drenched pussy. He rubs my clit for a moment, and then I gasp as I feel his finger slide inside me.

He walked me over to the sofa and laid me down. Before I know it, he buries his face in between my legs. With his tongue running up and down my clit and his finger caressing my G spot, it wasn’t long until I come to a blissful climax.

He then stands up, removes his shirt and drops his pants and underwear. My eyes widen and I gasp in amazement at Mike’s cock!

I’m not a carpenter. And I don’t usually take a measuring tape to bed, believe it or not. So I’m going to describe the difference between Mike and hubby the best I can.

HUSBAND: One hand around the shaft leaves the head poking out of the top. My fingers overlap a bit going around him.

MIKE: With two hands around his shaft there is the head and a little bit of shaft still poking out. I had to choke his cock to get my fingers to touch!

I grab it and pull him closer. I have to open my mouth as wide as I can to get this cock in and not get him with my teeth. I start sucking the best I can, taking more and more into my mouth with each turn. Soon, my eyes are watering and I’m drooling as I gag on not even half of his dick.

He pulls his cock out of my mouth and lays me against the arm of the sofa. As he’s rubbing the tip of his cock between my pussy lips I manage to get out, “We shouldn’t be doing this”.

“I’ll stop if you want me to”, he replied. But as I lay there debating, I feel his big head push inside me. There was no turning back for me now.

Starting slow at first, he pushes inside of me. Going deeper with every push, he was stretching me more than I have ever been stretched. My vibrator hadn’t gone as deep as Mike. I had never been so wet. Or had pain with such pleasure at the same time. It didn’t take more than a few minutes of him thrusting inside of me until I was moaning so loud that he covered my mouth with his hand at one point. His strokes start going faster, and my eyes roll back in my head as I feel my pussy clamp tight and a tsunami level orgasm pour through my body. My hips bucked uncontrollably.

I remember him asking me where he should cum, and all I could manage to blurt out was “FUCK ME”. He took that as his confirmation and blew his hot load deep inside me.

We laid there for a moment in complete lust, kissing as I felt him twitching inside of me. As he stood up, I marveled at his big cock, glazed over with the aftermath. “I don’t think I can go upstairs like this”, he said. So I brought my mouth to his cock and licked and sucked it clean.

After that, I got my night gown on and headed upstairs to the guest bathroom. I brushed my teeth and cleaned what I could of the mess between my legs. Then, I slid in the sheets beside my husband and passed out.

I woke up early and started fingering myself, thinking of the fun I had hours before. My husband’s voice startles me as he asks if I’m is horny as he is. Within a couple of minutes I’m on top of him, riding him cowgirl. I tell him to cum inside me and I’ll get a Plan B pill when we get home. He agrees, and before long we climax together as the sun peeps through the window on our naked bodies.

The next couple of days I spent fucking my husband and Mike while Abby was at work. If my husband went for a jog, I fucked Mike. Mike went to run errands, I fucked my husband. At our last dinner, I sat with my cousin and two men who both left cum inside me all weekend. To this day, I had never felt so slutty as I did at that moment.

I haven’t seen Abby and Mike in years. But I remember thinking about Mike about a year after our affair while I was stuffing Christmas cards with pictures of myself, my husband and our brand new baby boy.

Don’t worry! We decided to try for our first shortly after we got home. And I got a Plan B pill down me in time.

At least, I think I did…