r/rapefantsy

Recently, my Husband (36M) and I (38F) had been going through a rather rough stretch in our marriage. While we were still deeply in love, it turns out having three children under 6 and two full-time careers can take quite a hit on a couples love life.

To try to get the train back going strong, we found a willing grandparent to come and stay with the children as we enjoyed a night away after a wedding I had to work as an event planner. The venue was in the hotel and the couple was marrying into a family that I had known since middle school. This plan started to fall apart before we even got to the weekend as my husband was traveling for work during the week and instead of getting In Thursday night, he did not get home till Friday afternoon. He immediately started dropping hints about having to take a rain check and I let him know that was not an option. I had spent the last three months grinding to lose that post third baby weight and while I was not where I wanted to be, I was feeling good about the progress and wanted to show off a bit.

Next morning, he wakes up and I can truly see he was dragging and stressed as the deal he had flown halfway across the country still seemed to be on the rocks. I once again told him he could not cancel on me and tried throwing some hints out concerning why he should be willing to play hurt concerning the lingerie I had specifically bought to display for him. As I left for the wedding, we kissed and he told me he would see me later. Four hours later as the ceremony wrapped up and cocktail hour was set to begin, I check my phone and have messages from him saying how sorry he was and to “enjoy the peace and quiet of a nice hotel room.” To say I was furious would be an understatement and after a few angry calls and screaming, I decided to turn off the phone and focus on what I needed to do concerning the reception. The night went off without a hitch and as it was wrapping up, I was able to enjoy myself a little at the bar (at the demand of the bride) and was catching up with a few old friends. After the bridal exit, I am gathering my stuff when the group I had been with asked if I was coming to the hotel bar afterwards. I quickly tried saying I just needed a warm shower and a night of sleep but they would not take no for an answer so we settled on them going to the hotel bar as I showered and called to say goodnight to my children.

As I headed back to the room, I called my husband and we had a cordial conversation about the day and he asked me to enjoy the rare quiet. I did not mention my evening plans as I hung up to hop in the shower. After the shower, I changed into what I was supposed to wear for him, a red bra highlighting my 34D chest to match with a lace thong. Looking at myself, I was proud and both angry as I slid on a pair of nice fitting jeans and sweater. As I left the room, I decided to keep the phone on the charger.

Meeting up downstairs was my longtime friend Stefanie and her husband Mike, her brother in law Dom, along with a few other couples, from the wedding. They immediately demanded I needed to catch-up as they had been drinking all evening as I slid next to Dom at the table due to everyone being with their significant other, which made me even angrier at my husband. The conversation was ongoing as I took two shots to catchup. Being months off being pregnant and without a drink for time, this immediately did the trick and I started feeling the effects.

As the night went on, it started to thin out and finally it was just Stefanie, Mike, Dom, and myself. At this point I was definitely pretty drunk and the conversation turned to drugs before Dom asked us if we wanted to go for a smoke. As we stood up, Stefanie and Mike said they were going to pass and head to bed and told us to have fun. We laughed and after they left, Dom returned to offering a blunt.

Having not smoked in close to a decade, I initially declined before saying you know what, let’s go and as I follow Dom outside, the next thing I remember was coming back to and I am missing my sweater with a hand pushing down on my head staring at this rather large cock. I quickly shot my head up in a panic and in my still drunk state tried to gather my thoughts as I realize I had been sucking this big thing. At this point Dom has started kissing my chest through my bra as I laid my head down on the pillow of my hotel bed. I immediately thought of how can I end this but as he kissed my nipples I felt something else and quickly moved my head back down to his cock and told him no further than this. As I took care of him, my mind was racing as I realized this was the first man other than my husband in years. As he moaned loudly I felt his hands on my body as he guided me back up to kiss. Then once again I’m coming back to on top of this man with no knowledge as to what has transpired before he flips me over and we proceed to finish together making out.

At this point, I realized what a mistake had just happened and quickly start to sober up as I scream about the fact that a person other than my husband just came in my fertile pussy three months off a pregnancy. As angry as I was, that did not stop the next two times as I fully and alertly enjoyed Dominic

I’ve been having fantasies about this again, and it’s gnawing at the back of my mind. You don’t need to hold back, I’m a big girl and can take it;)