Annabel's adventures

Hello all, Annabel here.

Like Ben yesterday I’m not so comfortable about writing about my night with Marcus because in all sorts of ways I pushed things too far and I don’t feel completely right about it.

The worst thing is that I told Ben two lies which I feel awful about, the first one was when I rang him at 1ish because Marcus and I had already had sex and I told Ben that nothing had happened up to then. The second was this morning when I called him back after my shower. Marcus wanted me again after the shower and I couldn’t bring myself to stop him, but I was embarrassed when I eventually called Ben ages after he’d rung me.

In the context of things though we’ve agreed that they were just about forgivable but they’ve made us both think really hard about where we’ve got to, the rules, and keeping things under control. We’ve moved so fast since we started all this and now we’re thinking maybe we should slow down a bit.

Anyway, here’s the story of Saturday night. Ben wanted me to write it because even though it’s been a difficult episode it got him so horny when I told him about it yesterday evening after the kids went to bed.

First thing I have to say to all those of you out there who were convinced that I want nothing but size, Marcus isn’t huge! He’s perfectly fine but not in Kurt or Mike’s league. In fact the funny thing is that having written the other day how important it is to me to have cocks that are different to Ben’s I’ve just found one that’s very similar!!! Marcus is also circumcised and his dimensions are similar to Ben. I wouldn’t put the whole experience in the same league as my night with Kurt partly because of the circumstances and partly because I didn’t have Ben there to watch and that was so horny with Kurt, but it was fantastic for all sorts of other reasons.

We had a nice meal together at the same restaurant as last time and the Barolo was flowing freely from early on. Marcus was a completely different guy without Ben there. I think I’ve realized that when we had dinner with Ben there he was just really uncomfortable cos he wanted to concentrate on me and it made him very subdued to have Ben around. Last night he let rip. We had such a laugh. He’s actually a funny guy when he relaxes and I find funny blokes very attractive even if I don’t fancy them, but I do also really fancy Marcus. He did get a bit serious when he started asking me what I was hoping for from him and I said I hoped we could agree that it was no strings fun. He agreed.

After the restaurant we went to a cocktail bar and drank a couple of margueritas which was my first cocktail for a while. We sat on a big comfy sofa and he put his arm around my shoulders, which felt nice and right. Earlier on I’d been worried about being seen out with him on what was obviously more than a “just good friends” evening. By the time we left the cocktail bar I didn’t care any more. He’d been fondling my boobs discreetly so that my nipples were pushing hard on the inside of my bra. On the way out of the place his hand was resting nicely on my bum. He told me he liked how it felt when I walked. We decided to walk back to his flat because it wasn’t far and it was past midnight so cabs were getting scarce. By this time I wasn’t even thinking about going back to my home. Don’t think I was really with it enough to have considered the inevitable implications of going home with Marcus. As we walked his hand was moving up and down my back and occasionally stroking my neck which I adore. I was very aroused. We passed the covered porch of an apartment block and his arm curled around my back, guided me into the semi-darkness and we kissed really hard and deep with me pushed back into the corner. His hands were on my boobs again and I was gripping his bum through his trousers. He ran his right hand down my tummy, lifted my dress, slipped his fingers down the front of my knickers and ran his fingertips around the outline of my pussy lips and over my clit which was very alert. Then he gently pulled my knickers aside and slipped a finger inside me and gave me the most fantastic massage just around the inside of my lips. It was heaven.

We were still kissing like teenagers. I was pinned against the wall by his weight so I lifted my legs up on either side of his hips and reached down to unzip his trousers. He helped with his free hand and very quickly his cock was out, hard, and rubbing back and forth along my slit in place of his massaging finger. Then he gave my knickers a slightly firmer pull aside and slid into me as far as he could go in the slightly tricky position we were in. I used my thighs on his hips to try and move up and down but just as we were getting into a rhythm the lights came on in the lobby of the apartments so like lightning he lifted me off himself and we dashed off down the street putting ourselves back together and giggling like mad.

When we reached his rather classy bachelor pad I called Ben, feeling awful that I’d already more than broken our rules for tonight. I had contemplated getting a cab home from Marcus’s but after feeling him inside me I wanted to finish things off. All these thoughts about Ben were going through my head, and I couldn’t reach any conclusion other than to stay.

Marcus didn’t hang around but took me to his bedroom where he put on some soft music, dimmed the lights, and then came towards me grinning like a Cheshire cat. He said I can’t believe I’ve actually got you here. Nor can I, I said to him. I was going through a bit of a wobble and he detected it. He asked me what I wanted to do. I told him I didn’t want to go until he’d finished off what he started earlier. He smiled again and guided me to the bed with his hand on my bum again. He lifted my dress over my head and looked into my eyes then kissed me again. While we were kissing he rather expertly removed my bra with one hand while slipping the other down the inside of my knickers and lightly stroking my clit. He had me gasping into his mouth. He dropped onto his knees in front of me and nuzzled my mound through the front of my knickers, then pulled them down and his tongue darted straight into my cleft to find my clit. I kicked my knickers off my feet and parted my thighs slightly to give him better access and then he stopped and stood up. He was still fully clothed. He told me to lie on the bed and stroke myself while he undressed. At that point I thought I should really try to progress our real agenda, so I told him that Ben would really like to have been there to watch us but since he wasn’t I wanted Marcus to get the camera from my handbag in the kitchen and take pictures of us together for Ben to see. He said he’s not watching through the window, is he? We laughed and I said no. Marcus came back into the bedroom examining the camera. I told him not to worry and that it was already set up for close ups. He said he didn’t have any problem with taking pics as long as he could keep them too.

He undressed quickly, quite a contrast with Kurt’s slow strip in the bathroom at the hotel, and he was hard as a rock already. He asked me to get on my hands and knees on the bed which I did. I remember thinking that it was a bit soon for him to be taking me in doggy but in fact he wanted to lick my pussy in that position which felt wonderful. I could tell that he loves giving oral and he was very very good indeed. While he was licking and probing me the flash was going off which made me feel very hot knowing that Ben would be able to see all this later.

I was holding back, not wanting to cum too soon but I was getting desperate to have his cock in me again. He pulled away and lay down alongside me, his hips aligned with mine and his cock pointing back over his head. Would you like to climb aboard, he asked? As I straddled him he started taking pics between my legs of his shaft pushing up into me. It felt rather like Ben’s going in and as I lowered my weight down onto him miracle of miracles his big knob found the same magic place deep inside that Ben’s does. I was in ecstasy and I told him so. Then I said that he felt just like Ben inside me. Is that good he asked. I assured him it was great. I rode him quite gently for a while whilst he lay a hand on each of my boobs and kneaded them lovingly, tweaking my nipples every now and then. He said he wanted to get a pic of my bum and we had hysterics as he reached right round with one hand and fired the camera blindly at my bum. As it happened he got a nice one of him inside me by doing that. Now stop it and fuck me I said, so he started bucking his hips so that I had to lift off slightly to let him have space inside me for his pumping.

I rolled off for fear of him cumming too soon and lay down on my back with my legs apart and invited him in again. He kneeled between my legs and started by getting some pics for Ben of his head slipping in and out of me, then dropped the camera, lay his weight on top of me and fucked me for all he was worth. I wrapped my legs around his back and held onto his shoulders while he pounded me grunting with each stroke. It was pretty animal stuff. He slowed down and just lay on top of me, kissing me again with his tongue deep in my mouth and I could feel his knob twitching away deep inside. He had his hands behind my head pulling me up towards him. That was very sexy.

He said he wanted to finish me from behind. I was a bit disappointed because I find it hard to come in doggy position, but he was already out of me and rolling me onto my knees again. First thing he did was to go back into my pussy with his mouth with amazing energy and fantastic skill so that I after a few mins I had to reach back to push him away and make him fuck me again. He was straight in, hands gripping my hips as he humped hard into me. I was grinding my bum back at him on every stroke and getting closer and closer when he slipped a finger into my bottom which was thankfully very wet after all the licking I’d been getting. I started to orgasm immediately on feeling both holes filled and he followed me, thrusting his finger into my bottom with each deep instroke of his cock, until we’d both stopped bucking and grinding and he leaned forward on me like he was trying to make sure his cum didn’t escape from me.

I came inside you, I hope that was OK, he said. I told him it was naughty but very nice. He stayed inside me for a good five minutes or so, stroking my back and my boobs and my tummy. It was heavenly. Thinking of Ben, I asked Marcus to try and get a pic of his cum on my fanny, so he clicked as he pulled out. We only got one good one but it was worth it for Ben’s reaction when he saw it!

I slept really well next to Marcus. We went to sleep holding hands and I woke up a bit before 9 with him spooned up behind me. He was still asleep and soft. I had a bit of a headache but my biggest discomfort was guilt for staying away from Ben and breaking our rules. I needed to feel clean so I got up very quietly and had a shower. When I got out Marcus was awake and had brought tea to the bedroom. He was sitting on the bed naked and grinning his Cheshire cat grin. His cock was half awake and rising. I was also naked and I stood there drying my hair as he looked up and down my body. You’re brilliant in bed he said. I told him I’d enjoyed being with him as well. Your husband rang he said. I said I needed to call him back but by now he was totally stiff again and he said please can I have one more lick of your delicious fanny? I am ashamed to say I really couldn’t resist the opportunity as he pushed me back towards the bed and lay me down with my knees bent over the bottom of the bed. He went straight for my hole with his tongue and probed me really deeply like he was trying to find his cum from earlier. Then he started on the outside with his tongue and the fingers of both hands which was incredible. It felt like there were several blokes down there each doing their own thing to my private place. He was fucking my hole with a couple of fingers while stroking my bottom hole with his thumb and his tongue was searching up and down my lips on either side and every now and again finding my clit with a meaningful firm lick. He had me cumming before I knew what was happening and as I shuddered away he slipped his cock back into me and started humping towards his own orgasm. I opened my eyes and watched him rising to his climax with his eyes shut, head slightly back and mouth open as his breathing got heavier and heavier and I got ready to receive my second injection of Marcus. He moaned in time to his humping and then I felt him start to pump but unexpectedly he pulled out and sprayed his load all over my tummy, tits and face! It was a very impressive performance for a man of almost 40. I can’t remember seeing such a forceful ejaculation since teenage, but then spraying me isn’t something Ben does very often so I can’t really compare!! It was on my lips, nose and eyes which was quite funny.

He lay down on top of me and very gently wiped the cum away from around my mouth and eyes with my fingers then offered me a finger to suck. That felt really rude but kind of the right thing to do. We kissed lazily for a while then he peeled himself off my sticky boobs and tummy and said back in the shower! We showered together in his rather luxurious double head wet room.

When we were both dry we drank our tepid tea, I put my crumpled dress back on and he drove me back home. He started asking me all sorts of questions about Ben and our relationship. Although I’d really enjoyed being with Marcus and giving him my body there was something wrong which I can’t identify. I never felt as relaxed with him as I did with Kurt. I carefully avoided giving too much away in response to his questions except to keep reiterating that my relationship with Ben is fantastic. He asked the inevitable question, when would he see me again and I told him that I was making no promises because I’d only been looking for some fun. You’ve got my number he said as he dropped me off at home.

Yesterday afternoon was difficult with Ben because we couldn’t really talk properly until the kids had gone to bed. When we did get some peace and quiet the first thing he wanted me to do was give him a blow-by-blow account of my time with Mike which it gave me great pleasure in doing, followed by submitting to a rutting Ben who couldn’t contain his excitement!!!

Afterwards we had a bath and talked a bit more seriously about where we’ve reached in this big adventure. Ben will do a blog on that this week.

Meanwhile, if anyone wants the pics Marcus took on Saturday night please mail us with an e-mail address.
 

Annabel

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It’s been an up and down 24 hours for me.

Went to bed quite early last night. Had been sitting around wondering how Annabel was getting on at dinner with MaybeMarcus, but bed was calling.

Annabel rang at about 1am. I was asleep and she was obviously quite drunk. She said she was back at Marcus’s, that they’d had a lovely evening, nothing much had happened yet, and would I mind if she stayed the night with him.

It was a very tough moment because my head was shouting “No,” but my heart was screaming, “Yes, yes, let him at her!”

I just said, “OK, but be careful.” In a very serious voice she said she would.

I was up at 7 with the kids as usual. I was totally distracted from the usual breakfast and dressing routine. I struggled through to 9 before ringing Annabel’s mobile. Marcus answered. “Oh hi Ben, are you looking for Annabel? She’s in the shower.” He said he’d get her to call me back when she was out. He sounded cocky.

It was 45 mins before she called, and that really dragged. She apologized and said he had only just told her I’d rung but was about to get driven home. She was very sheepish on the phone because it was fairly obvious without us needing to discuss detail that they’d gone much further than the limits she and I had agreed on.

When she arrived home male morning she was glowing but also obviously embarrassed and feeling guilty. We had a difficult afternoon with the kids and friends during which we really couldn’t discuss last night, but soon after she came home she answered my, “So, did you?” with a slightly weak smile and a nod. She really wasn’t sure how I’d be about it.

To be honest, at that point I really couldn’t decide if I was about hearing her account of her night or disappointed by Annabel for changing the rules, or disappointed at myself for feeling let down by her! I think it’s just the fact that things didn’t go to plan, and for me the difference between really enjoying this stuff and feeling a bit humiliated is retaining a degree of control. Things have changed so fast for us that this experience will force us to take stock.

Meantime, it’s almost bedtime now and I’ve fully debriefed Annabel! There is a really great story for A to write up about her and Marcus - he's definitely not MaybeMarcus any more, but she’s so knackered after the Brussels trip and last night that she’s going to write it and post it tomorrow evening. She’s made some notes so she can do it in detail, and she’s even got pics that she got Marcus to take with my camera, the dirty girl.

More tomorrow.

B

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Annabel got back mid-morning after a very early departure from Brussels following a fairly heavy night with her colleagues last night. She had a brief snooze before lunch to recharge and she’s now at the hairdresser’s to get ready for Marcus. She always looks so fuckable with salon-fresh hair.

Her cover story for tonight is that she’s told me she’s out with a close friend who she knows will back her up if I ever mention the dinner to her in future. She’s going to tell him that we have a fairly open marriage, which isn’t that far from the truth, but not that we’re unhappy together, which would be miles from the truth.

We’ve agreed that she’ll only go so far tonight if things go well – kissing and groping through clothes are fine but nothing more so that we keep Marcus hungry for Act 2. At the moment I find it very hard to believe that this guy can possibly be up for doing Annabel with me in the room. He’s very different from Kurt. Kurt had that look in his eye when he looked at Annabel that said, “I’m coming to get you.” (Kurt – if you’re reading this, take that as a compliment!) Marcus just seemed to me to be a bit… wet really, but Annabel’s sure he was just off form when we had dinner with him. What we do know is that he’s certainly up for anything with her on her own, so this is a test of her most extreme seduction skills, to persuade him to do something that is almost certainly miles beyond his normal limits. That’s why he’s MaybeMarcus to us. Here’s hoping he’ll be MarcusOnAPromise by the time Annabel’s back from dinner.

B

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Quick update - the text about Annabel's knickers was a bit of a wind-up. She got chatted up at the bar in the hotel in Brussels by a Dutch guy who was one of those who talks to women's cleavages. She said he was physically not her type at all, so she led him on a bit then moved on and never went back.

She's back early tomorrow and v much looking forward to her groundwork dinner tomorrow with MaybeMarcus.

Since so many people have been asking for more pics of Annabel here's something I made this eve. The site rules are tight about nudity and Annabel's keen on her anonymity, so I had to do some work on one of my favourite pics of her, and I think this is rather sexy in an understated kinda way.

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As I mentioned yesterday, Annabel’s away for a couple of nights at a corporate conference thing in Brussels. Before anyone gets excited about her chances of meeting yet more interesting men, it’s a packed programme of seminars, training, team building stuff and general corporate ra-ra leavened only by a couple of early evening drinks receptions, so we reckoned she’d likely be too busy to do any scouting. And in any case we agreed that she’s got plenty in the pipeline (interesting pun) with Mike and MaybeMarcus (our new nickname for him), let alone with Kurt persistently sniffing her shapely bum for a repeat performance.

That said, last night I sent her a text saying “Don’t forget to flirt your knickers off!” and this morning she replied with “Kept them on but only just.” Who knows what that means, but we’ll be speaking later so I hope for a full de-brief then.

B

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