I AM a 38-year-old married woman and although I love my husband dearly, our sex life has become boring.
I always go through the motions – making all the right noises – but I never climax these days. One reason may be that my husband works away a lot and we have to fit our nookie in as and when we can. I work in the office of a factory and, as the only woman there among loads of men, I am always being propositioned. One of the younger blokes isn’t very attractive but he does have the nickname ‘Meat’.
Whenever the lads are boasting about their sexual exploits he often gets a hard-on with a massive bulge sticking from the front of his trousers. Recently, I borrowed a sunbed from one of the neighbours as I wanted to top up my tan after such a disappointing summer. But I needed an extra socket installing in the spare room at home for it.
So as a joke to wind up the other blokes at work I asked Meat if he could come round and fit one because my husband was away on work again. And having made the offer, I quickly realised that I couldn’t get out of it. Well, he came round that night after work and had the socket fitted in a jiffy.
Then he insisted on setting up the sunbed to make sure it was working safely and he told me to slip into a bikini and try it out. As soon as he saw me in my skimpy cossie, his manhood shot up and the bulge in his jeans was so big that I burst out laughing.
He looked a bit hurt by my reaction so I grabbed hold of it and told him it was very impressive. Then I undid his flies and pulled the monster from its lair. It was a real sight for sore eyes and I knew that I had to have it inside me.
I got off the sunbed and led him by the hand to the bedroom next door. He tore off his clothes and I began to suck him off, although I could barely get his huge helmet in my mouth.
Then I lay back on the bed with my legs wide open and he lapped at my fanny for a bit, saying I’d need to be both relaxed and very wet to accommodate his tool.
As he pushed his meat in to me I remember letting out a long, deep moan of pleasure. It went in deeper and deeper and felt great. The sex was fast and frantic and was the most satisfying I’d had in years.
Now he calls round every week. I don’t fancy him but his length is too good to miss. I know that I’m cheating on my hubby but it’s “no-strings attached”, so I don’t feel guilty.
What do you think?
Kyla says: AS long as you and your lover accept your relationship is about sex and nothing else, and you keep it that way, your marriage should survive.
I RECENTLY bought a porn DVD and as I was watching it I realised there was something rather familiar about the girl giving an enthusiastic blow job to one of the well-hung actors.
When she raised her head I spotted it was my girlfriend, with her mouth full of cock. But she looked a lot younger.
Should I ditch her?
Kyla says: ASK if she still performs.
I PULLED a pretty bird the other night at a mate’s 30th birthday party bash.
She was about 25 with long blonde hair and she was wearing a slinky red dress. We talked for a while and she said she was up for a night of shagging at hers and I said I couldn’t wait.
All the way to her place she was talking dirty to me and when we got there, she was ready for action. She lived with a friend who was still up but despite this she stripped off and got down on her hands and knees and started giving me a blow job.
I thought that if she wasn’t bothered about the audience then why should I be, so I spunked all over her. I was soon hard again and, after giving her a clit tickle with my tongue, I bent her over a coffee table and began banging away at her.
As I did so, I looked at her pal who was sitting on a chair, with her legs spread apart and she was f***ing herself with a dildo. Then she was behind me and had put the dildo, slippery with her fanny juice, up my bumhole!
I’d never tried it before, but as I was on the vinegar strokes I decided not to stop. I got a taxi home in the early hours and told my flatmate all about it but he was shocked about the dildo up my arse and says I’m on the turn.
Kyla says: HE sounds jealous!
Best mate’s mum gave me 18th birthday bonk
MY best mate’s mum is a bit of a slapper. She’s 38, blonde with big tits and a well-rounded arse.
She works behind the bar at my local and for my 18th birthday she promised to buy me a pint and f*** me! I was looking forward to the free beer but presumed she was just teasing me about the sex bit. But when the big day came she bought me a few pints and, true to her word, she took me out in to the car park and humped me in the back of her car.
It was the best birthday present imaginable as she got her huge knockers out and wrapped her gob round my throbbing cock. She knew just how to turn me on and sucked hungrily on my prick until I was on the verge of spurting right to the back of her throat. But she stopped just short and then peeled off her soaking wet knickers and spread her thighs wide for me – exposing her juicy fanny.
Then she reached across and eased my Johnson into her slippery hole. Thank goodness she was so experienced and knew just what to do, because the few pints I’d necked were slowing me down a bit. Anyway, she took the lead and thrusted her hips into me as I pumped away at her for a bit. She was soon begging me to f*** her harder and faster and I grabbed hold of her 36Ds as I rellay gave her what-for in the close confines of her rocking motor.
Well, I soon shot my load and we collapsed in a sweaty heap together before she took my knob in her mouth and got me hard again within a couple of minutes, This time she said I could shoot in her mouth and I soon obliged! I’ve seen her a few times since then and the sex gets better and better. She loves being tied up, spanked and f***ed.
And last week me and the landlord at her pub had a threesome with her. But I feel really guilty when I see her son. Do you think I should stop shagging his mum?
Kyla says: HOW you would feel if he was shagging YOUR mum.
I’M having an affair with the women next door.
She’s 45 with huge tits and a great arse and she loves sucking my cock. I’m 32 and otherwise happily married but my wife never lets me shag her up her bum, like my lover does.
Now she has started going on about having a threesome. She says she’d love my wife to get involved and is very insistent I ask her. The idea turns me on. Should I ask?
GH, South Yorks
Kyla says: THAT depends on what your wife will say when she finds out you’ve been cheating.
AS a 49-year-old bloke, I had been happily married for 25 years until my firm employed a new office trainee from college.
She’s 19, but very mature for her age. After a couple of days showing her the ropes, I asked if she’d like to join me for lunch. We went to a bar and enjoyed a good chat and on the way back to the office she asked if I was married and, for some bizarre reason, I told her, “no”.
She said she was surprised at that because I was such a handsome chap. I was very flattered and I offered to take her for a drink after work. We went to a different bar in town and once again she proved great company. I was so wrapped up in her that I didn’t notice it was 10pm when I should have been at home for my evening meal at 6pm.
It was a Friday and I have sometimes stayed out for a drink with my mates, so I asked her what she wanted to do next. She said she’d like to go to a new Spanish-themed club which had just opened and as I was going to get a bollocking of the wife when I got in anyway, I thought I might as well go for broke.
We had a bite to eat and a sexy dance together and when the club closed she asked me to take her home, saying that her parents were away on holiday. We jumped into a taxi and I felt her hand slip between my legs to give me a gentle squeeze which sent my dick into an excited state.
At her home, we quickly stripped off and I spent ages fondling and sucking on her beautiful, perky boobs while she rubbed her clit. Then she got me into the 69 position and sucked on my aching cock while I licked and nibbled on her pink pussy.
Then we shagged with an energy and abandon I’d not experienced since I first speared the wife. Thankfully, she did most of the work – going on top and riding my knob until the early hours. She’s since got a flat of her own and I’m getting a regular leg-over there but she wants me to move in with her. How can I let her down gently?
TR, south London