Online Predator: Mark

I thought many times about cheating on my husband. It's not that we have a bad marriage. On the contrary, we have a great marriage. And a great sex life. I just felt I needed something....more....different. I didn't go looking purposely for a man to cheat with. I had submitted several stories to an online erotica story site and through feedback, I had met several men.

The first man I met who inspired me to even think about cheating was Mark. He was also married and had cheated before. We emailed almost daily for months. He was anxious to meet me and maybe, if we connected, start an affair. Neither one of us was interested in a one night stand. We wanted to find someone safe and clean and who we could be with and have no holes barred sex with.

I was very nervous about meeting him. After all, I have never cheated before and wasn't too sure about meeting a stranger. But Mark was persistent. We had talked on the phone several times and even had phone sex. I knew I couldn't put him off for ever and in truth, he made me so wet, even from his emails, that I knew we had to meet.

We agreed to meet at the local mall parking garage, just to talk. I know he wanted more but I needed to meet him and feel comfortable before I could fuck him.

****

I got to the mall at least twenty minutes before our scheduled meeting. I was so nervous. Would he show? Would he like me? Would he want to meet me again?

I saw his black Tahoe pull up and park a few spaces away from me. He got out and made his way to my van. We had exchanged pictures so we had an idea of what the other looked like. Mark was about five feet eleven inches with salt and pepper hair. He was forty-eight and still in great shape. I always had a preference for older men so Mark was perfect.

He opened the door and slid easily into the seat.

"Hello Rachel."

"Hello Mark."

"I thought you might cancel."

"I almost did." I said nervously twisting my fingers.

Mark smiled and took my hand. "A little nervous?"

"A lot, actually."

"Well, let's talk then."

And we did. He asked about my plans for the weekend and about my job. In no time at all, I felt very at ease.

"So, are you glad you came?" He asked, placing my hand on his thigh.

I looked down and couldn't help but notice how turned on he was. I looked up at him and saw his hazel eyes watching mine.

"I'm certainly glad you came." He said with a big smile.

I couldn't help but laugh. It suddenly felt so right being there with him. I inched my hand up his thigh until I came in contact with his belt.

"Rachel - "

It's okay Mark, I really want too."

And I did. I had heard him cum so many times on the phone and the need to taste him, to have him cum in my mouth was over-whelming.

Using both hands I made quick work of undoing his pants and taking his cock out.

"Oh my." I breathed, getting a good look at his thick dick. The head was very large and red. Clear, pre-cum all ready leaked from the tiny hole.

"You like my dick baby?" He asked, his voice turning deep.

"Yes."

"Would you like to taste it?"

"Oh yes."

Mark shifted in the seat, getting more comfortable. I took a deep breath and leaned over. I stuck out my tongue and tentatively licked the head, licking up the salty fluid. This was the first time in my twelve year marriage that I had another man's cock in my mouth. It was so taboo. And such a turn on.

"Fuck Rachel." Mark breathed, his hands running through my dark hair.

"Mmmm." I moaned and opened my mouth wider, swallowing his seven inch cock.

Mark fisted his hands in my hair and moved my head on his cock. I took him deep, feeling his pubic hair tickling my nose. I used my tongue to massage the underside of his dick, sticking it out to lick his balls as I went down.

His groans and moans were all the encouragement I needed. I let him slip from my mouth and kissed and licked my way down to his soft balls. I took them into my mouth, swirling them with my tongue.

"Holy shit." Mark growled, his fingers clenching in my hair. "You can really suck cock baby."

I delighted in his words. From what he had told me, he and his wife had a pretty great sex life too. I wanted to give him a reason to want to see me again.

I took his cock back into my mouth, sucking hard on the just the tip first, then taking him deep. I placed my hands on his thighs and squeezed as I deep throated him. Several times he held my head down tight against him, my nose completely buried in his coarse pubic hair. And I loved it! I loved the control he was expressing over me. I had once told him that I liked it a little rough. Liked having control taken from me. Mark knew just what I wanted and gave it to me.

I rubbed his cock with my tongue, sucking him hard and deep into my mouth.

"Oh fuck Rach, I'm gonnna cum. Swallow my cum, slut."

I felt my pussy cream as he called me slut. That's what I was, after all. His slut. I tightened my lips around him and sucked hard as he growled, grabbed handfuls of my hair and exploded in my mouth. He fell back against the door and I looked up and watched him watch me. I continued to swallow his cock and drink every drop of his delicious cum until I felt him soften in my mouth. I sat up and licked my lips.

Mark leaned close, pulled me to him and kissed me deep. I nibbled playfully at his lips.

"That was incredible." He finally said, sitting back and tucking his limp cock back into his pants.

"Thank you." I replied with a smile.

Mark laughed.

"Not nervous anymore?"

"Absolutely not." I answered, my smile widening.

"That's good. I would love to see your tits, Rachel."

He looked down at the zipper on my sweater.

"Do you want me to unzipper your sweater?" He asked, his voice and face turning serious.

"If you want too."

"Do you want me too?" He repeated.

I knew what he was asking. He was showing his dominant side. I had mentioned in our emails how I wanted to be dominated. To give up control.

"Yes Mark, I do."

I watched his large hands reach out and slowly pull the zipper down. I saw his eyes widen and his breath hiss out as he exposed my 46DD breasts encased in purple lace.

"Very nice Rachel." He said, his fingers skimming over the smooth flesh.

"Take them out. I want to play with your nipples."

I did as Mark instructed. His fingers immediately went to my hard nipples and he pinched them. Hard.

I closed my eyes as the pain and pleasure shot straight to my pussy.

"Shit." I heard Mark hiss.

I opened my eyes and found him staring at me. I held his gaze as he pulled and twisted my nipples. The pain was unbearable. I bit my bottom lips as my pussy spasmed and I felt close to cumming.

"You like that slut." He asked, pinching and milking my nipples.

"God yes!" I breathed, my eyes half closed with pleasure.

Mark continued to torture my nipples. I watched his long fingers pull on my sensitive buds. The pain/pleasure was intense.

"Mark -"

Suddenly his fingers were gone and he pulled me close. His mouth covered mine and his tongue plunged deep into my mouth. I had to admit, he was a great kisser. I pulled my mouth away and licked at the corners of his mouth. At his growl, I sucked on his bottom lip. I felt his hands on my breasts again, sliding down my stomach, to the waistband of my jeans.

"What color are your panties?"

"Purple." I always wear matching sets.

"Show me."

I unbuttoned my jeans and fanned the sides apart. His large hand slide inside my panties, one long finger finding my swollen clit.

"You are so wet Rachel." He commented, sliding his finger down through my soaked slit.

"Please - "

"I want to fuck you. Make you my little cum slut."

My pussy clenched at his words. I wanted that too. So badly. I looked at the back seat in my van. At that moment, I would have let him fuck me right there.

I heard Mark chuckle.

"Not in here. I want to fuck you in a bed so I can really enjoy you."

"Yes." I breathed in agreement.

His fingers were like magic on my pussy. He stroked my clit with his thumb while two other fingers plunged deep into my tight hole. His other hand came up and began to pull on my nipple. My eyes closed on a groan of absolute pleasure.

"Fuck baby, you are so fucking responsive."

I didn't agree or disagree. I couldn't. I was incapable of speech. My mind and body were drawn to the pleasures his hands were creating. My breathing grew rapid.

"Come on slut. Cum for me."

That was all I needed to hear. I threw my head back and shouted my release as my pussy clenched and flooded Mark's hand.

"Oh shit." I heard Mark hiss, seconds before taking me into his arms again and kissed me deep.

Several minutes later we came up for air. He looked at me and smiled.

"You are perfect Rachel. I'm going to enjoy fucking you."

I laughed at that. I realized too, that fucking Mark was going to be fun. With him, I felt something I never felt with my husband, Mark was sexual and dominant. He commanded me and made my body respond to his slightest look. I needed that.

"Damn. I have to go." Mark said spying the dashboard clock.

"All ready?"

"I have a one o'clock meeting. I'll be cutting it close as it is. But next time...." He let the sentence hang.

"So you want to see me again?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? You give a spectacular blow job, your pussy and tits are incredible. I can't wait to fuck you."

I smiled and pulled Mark close for another deep kiss.

"Baby, I gotta go."

"Can I at least kiss him good-bye?"

"What the hell." Mark threw up his hands in mock surrender.

In seconds I had his cock out and in my mouth again. He was hard and thick and oozing pre-cum. I used my tongue and lips, sucking his balls into my mouth.

"Rachel - "

I heard him growl, his hands once again fisted in my hair. I moved my mouth quickly on him. My hands going to the base of his dick and squeezing. He grew harder in my mouth. Hi moans grew louder and his hips started to buck against my face. My other hand massaged his balls as I sucked his cock deeper.

"Fuck baby......here it comes!" He growled, his hands holding my head down on him.

I swallowed Mark's cock deep, drinking his cum as it filled my throat. I raised my head, letting his softening cock slide from between my glistening lips. Mark's thumb swiped across my bottom lip. He looked at the drop of cum he gathered and sucked it into his own mouth.

"You love my cum, don't you slut."

"Yes Mark." I said, my pussy throbbing, wanting to be fucked.

I sat up and we both straightened out clothes. The parking garage was starting to fill up and for a moment I wondered if anyone had seen us. Surprisingly, that made me more hot.

"I really have to go now."

"Okay."

Mark opened the door and got out. I rolled down the window and he leaned in.

"We'll email?" I asked, not sure of what to say.

"Of course! Relax, we'll be together again soon."

I smiled and Mark smiled back. I watched him climb into his Tahoe and followed him out of the garage. My pussy was soaked and my nipples sore from our play. I couldn't wait to be with him again. I couldn't wait to have his cock in my pussy. And in my ass.

****

We made several more dates to get together again but, unfortunately, one of us always had to cancel. Our emailing continued for a while then slowly started to become less and finally stopped altogether. I realized then, that despite what Mark had said, our brief affair was over.

At first, I was disappointed and felt very foolish. But then I realized I was glad Mark had been my first "affair". I had trusted him and felt comfortable with him. And he had given me alot of pleasure.

I also realized that I didn't want an on-going affair. I didn't want to get involved. I just wanted sex. And that's what I have. But those are stories for another time