One Last Fling
The month before I got married I started to panic. I'd been dating Mark for four years and we went through hell planning our wedding. Everyone was invited, there was over four hundred people. The idea of making a vow never to be with anyone else is very intimidating, especially in front of so many people. On an impulse I decided to have sex with at least one other guy before I got married, just to be sure.
The problem I had was figuring out how I could do it. I lived with Mark, we both work, and with all the last minute wedding arrangements going on I didn't have very much time. I used my computer at work to join an Internet dating service. In my profile I described my problem and waited to see what would come of it.
It was a lot easier than I thought. Lots of guys sent me messages saying they were willing to meet anytime, anywhere, and many of them were hot. One in particular caught my eye, his name was Darrell and he was getting married the same month I was! He was a couple years older than me, but we made a connection talking briefly about wedding plans and how committing to someone forever was very scary.
We couldn't meet for a week. It was after I worked the next Friday, the date scheduled for Mark's bachelor party. His buddies had big plans, starting early at five o'clock. My girlfriends were also throwing me a bachelorette party, but they weren't into drinking as much so my party was starting at nine.
I think knowing Mark was going to be drowning in strippers made it easier to leave guilt free. We met at a mall, I was so excited and nervous that I couldn't stop shaking. Darrell showed up on time and he flashed me a very wide smile that lit up his face when he said hello. I suggested we get in his car and find somewhere a lot more private.
Even before he stopped the car I jumped into the back seat and spread my legs so he could see up my skirt. I pushed my tits together and started rubbing my clit through the fabric of my panties. He looked back and flashed another beautiful smile, stopping the car rather suddenly and awkwardly climbed over the seats to embrace me.
As we kissed for the first time his hand found its way between my legs, pushing my panties aside to touch my pussy. I was so excited my panties were soaked. It was like neither one of us knew where to start. I fumbled with his belt buckle while he started rubbing my clit and pulling my bra down so he could lick my tits.
I took charge and pushed him away long enough so I could get my panties off, then I leaned back and pulled his head between my legs. I had an orgasm almost as soon as his tongue touched my pussy, but I didn't let him stop. I held his head right where it was until he gave me a second orgasm. When I let him up for air he took his jeans off and I got my first look at his erect cock. It wasn't as big as my fiancée's, but it was beautiful.
It bobbed a little as he kicked his jeans off and I grabbed it with both hands and ran my tongue over the head. I gave him one of my best blowjobs, making sure to flick his shaft with my tongue while taking the whole thing in my mouth. It was obviously appreciated because he came very quickly.
While he was recuperating I shed a few more layers of clothes. I've never been so ready to be fucked. When his cock was hard again I was yelling at him to fuck me. He was very strong and he fucked me with long fast strokes. I had a third orgasm, but we didn't stop there. We fucked in every position we could think of in the car, and then he got really daring and pulled me outside.
I felt really naughty being naked in the fresh air. I leaned back against the door, spreading my legs to give him easy access to my pussy. He took full advantage and fucked me until he came, this time pulling out and spraying the side of the car.
I married Mark the following week, and no one suspected a thing. It was a time in my life I will never forget a completely crazy experience that was very special. Sometimes I imagine Mark is Darrell when we make love. I don't think there's any harm in that, but I feel I have to fight the temptation to use the dating service again. Even if I couldn't find Darrell, the temptation to have another affair is very real. I want to stay faithful to Mark, but somehow now that I know how to cheat without getting caught I'll probably be doing it again. It's just a matter of time.
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