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I am a 36 yo housewife. I had an affair with my neighbor's husband, she's a fat pig that insulted me for "doing nothing but being a housewife because you don't have an education" at a party in front of some friends and neighbors because she works, just to humiliate her. Then she cried to me that her husband was having an affair she thought several weeks later and I just laughed inside.
Fuck her.
I have cheated my husband with a coworker and confessed it to him. Now he wants divorce but I don't want to let him go what should I do. I know I'm being selfish but he is only one I have and yes I feel so guilty a d regret doing that.
I'm sixteen, and recently over spring break i went to the beach with my bf and some friends. i was wearing a pretty skimpy bikini, and this older guy (at least twice my age) was checking me out. At first i was a little creeped out, but then a bit turned on. i happened to meet up with him when i went to the bathroom, and we were alone. i gave him a look, and he gave me a look back... one thing led to another, and he ate my pussy out and then we had sex. he was bigger than my boyfriend, and a lot more experienced. i'll probably never see him again, i don't even know his name. But i know i shouldn't have cheated on my boyfriend. i feel guilty, but it was great having the attention of an older guy. i'm not underage (at least where i live) so it's not like we did anything illegal. But i know i still shouldn't have done it. i don't think my bf will ever find out, but i'm not sure how to stop feeling guilty about it everytime i see him.
I am so happy I found this site. I have a story thats been burning at me for a long time and now I can put it out there without worry of exposing myself.
I had been friends with a couple for a while, about 5 years, they were nice to me we would go on holidays together and they would be there to support me morally and so on. The wife always had a problem with me though, i don't know why. She is really beautiful and has a sexy ass and she is intelligent etc etc. I on the other hand , I am not bad looking, I'm tall, attractive, slim, I have a great smile and personality too. At the time all of this was not so obvious to me. My then boyfriend would always tell me that the husband of that woman (20 years my senior) had a thing for me but i obviously brushed it off as him being a bit possessive.
Skip a few years my boyfriend died in a horrible way. So I was grieving and that man (who at this time I viewed as a brother) came to my house to comfort me and to help me through that painful time. After that he would check on me a few times a week . Calling, texting or emailing.
Understand this, during this period I was so angry at the world that my boyfriend had died, I didn't care about a lot of things or people. So when this man declared his undying love for me, I just wanted to know how far he would go with it.
We had been friends for a long time and I understood him a lot and i 'got' him . We thought on the same wave length and we had the same thoughts and feelings towards certain things . We just 'clicked!
Not long after that he wrote me an email describing the intense sexual attraction he had toward me and how he no longer viewed me as just a friend but someone he cold share his life with. In all honesty?? At that particular point in my life, that's all i needed to hear.
For years after that email we would go on trips together, make out heavily , we couldn't go all the way because we wanted to save that for when he had left his wife. At the same time me and him loved his wife so much we didn't want to break her heart with our 'affair'. So we just used to make out and talk and touch and dream. I fell in-love in a way I never knew possible . We fought , we cried, we yelled at each other but no matter what, after everything , we were always there for each other. It was an intense love on so many levels. We loved each other hard.
I could not bear the thought of breaking his wife's heart so i broke mine. I lied to him that i was going on vacation but i knew what i was doing. See, i decided to resettle in a different time-zone in a different continent, just so it would be difficult for me to be with him. Its worked. I'm not with him, hes still married, I'm still dating and having fun with it. But, my heart is with him and my dead boyfriend.... They are the only ones who will have my complete heart and soul.
I dream of a time we could have been together because i feel empty not knowing....
At the same time I'm okay with my decision... I loved hard and I know what its like to be loved right back with everything even when sex is off the table. But goddam I love him still
My first marriage our sex life was great, the best. We were so compatible on every level, since it was often her that brought up something new to 'spice' up our sex life. We did a lot of role play, anal sex, she loved to be fucked in the ass, and she would use a life-like strap on cock on me. I would often 'encourage' her to go out and have fun with her girlfriends on the weekends. Often she would go out dancing and get back home about 3am. She would only tell me that guys would be coming onto her all night, and her pussy was so wet when she got home, we would usually have sex unless she was too drunk or tired or I was too sleepy. But often we'd have sex within the day after that. She did tell me she did have sex with some other guys while we were married, usually when she went on a 'business trip' or when I was away on my 'business'. But shit happened, and we got a divorce, though remained friends. I wish we would've stayed married and built a solid cuckold-open marriage, which I'm sure that would have been the end result of staying together, which is, what I want. She met this one young guy, she said he had a nine inch cock, and fucked him a few times, though he had a fiance' back home, he was in town on a business trip himself.
I will only date men that I don’t really like or am particularly attracted to just so I can cheat on them because cheating sex is the only sex that gets me off. It’s always bareback and almost always guys with girlfriends or wives.
My wife went out of town for a night to her mother's house. After insisting I not be alone because I've cheated on her in the past, I agreed to let her 19 year old sister stay the night as a witness that I wasn't up to anything.... we had sex most of the night and next morning
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A few years after we married I met someone and brought him home wanting an open relationship, my husband was shocked but I told him it's either both of you or none of you and he backed down. I thought it would be more exciting but now I see how much damage I've done and the betrayal in my husbands eyes. I'm such a screwup.
I'm going to jump right to it. I exchanged photos with my best friends husband.
He was wanting to know what I look like naked so I showed him and I was curious to see what his junk looked like.
Well it didn't stop there he was saying how he wanted to do sexual stuff with me. I wasn't going that far. Even before all that he swore he wouldn't tell anyone. But here I am with my best friend not talking to me and don't even wanna try to hear my side of things. Her husband didn't even mention the fact he was talking about having sex with me! I'm lost about how to fix this.
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My hubby got in an accident and was in the hospital in surgery and my landlord came to my bedroom and asked to come in he said if I did not fuck him he would kick me and my husband out and I did not want to have my hubby homeless and recovering from the accident he could not walk so I fucked him and I regret it.
.My fetish has led me to look at nudist photos which included children of all ages. I can't help it but I love it so much, I look at it almost every night. I also indulge in looking for lolicon hentai and mangas online, but nothing gets me off like looking at the real thing. Confession 1685 is probably the best I've read on here. And after reading many posts on here I realize I'm not as bad as I thought.
I've spent all day crying my goddamned eyes out over a woman I've been seeing for three and a half months. She broke up with me to see someone else.
I'm confessing here because the only person I could conceivably talk to about it to get some kind of catharsis and work the pain out is...
...my wife.
(Yes, I know I'm a piece of shit. We can just take that as read, thanks.)
I'm a married man and I have been cheating with my coworker who is also married, 10 years older than me and with a kid. It started out just talking, joking sexual humor and the subtle comments, compliments. That progressed to dirty texts and sending pictures even videos to each other. Eventually it led to us making out in the backseat, getting head and eventually getting a hotel room for sex. We both love our spouses. its just for fun, we don't want to be in a relationship with each other. Its just physical.
I was a prostitute for seven years from the age of 16 before I found the man who would become my husband. He met me through the escort service I worked with and he's in his late forties. He has some money but recently he lost his job and to keep the bills paid I offered to go back on the game. Thing is now I've started I can't stop. It was supposed to be a two or three times a week thing, but now I'm seeing two or three clients a day. I've even been for a weekend trip away with one of them and started having bare back sex with regular guys, which is something I hadn't done since I was a teenager. I've had a gang bang and snorted cocaine again. My husband has an opportunity for a good job, but I don't want to give up the sex life I've suddenly rediscovered. His cock was fine for five years but I'm still under 30 and need more than he can give me. Luckily we don't have kids. I know I ought to tell him I intend to keep on the game, but I think he might be hurt.
Last night, during one of the infrequent lovemaking sessions with my husband of nine years, I cried out the name of our neighbor, who I had been flirting with a little lately.
I had him on my mind because we'd been talking outside that night while our kids played and I just blurted out "I like it Brian!" for some reason during sex with my husband.
We only have sex like 5 times a year for goodness sakes and I was just fantasizing a bit.
My husband is pissed and thinks I am having an affair now.
I am not.
He is so stupid sometimes that I should have one with "Brian"..
I confess i want to make out and have hot sex with one of the girl that works in the same company as me.
im married and have a kid and shes has a bf and a kid too. we were very close before up to a point where people thought something was happening between us. it was before she got pregnant. i masturbate a lot thinking of her.
I have a girlfriend. And I love her. But before her, there was someone else. We never really got anywhere worth writing home about, this other girl. She was in a difficult place at the time. So we just flirted, kept up a certain level of sexual tension, while still keeping each other at arm's length. It was, strangely, fun. Let's call her Mary.
Then, I started dating the girl that would be my girlfriend. She was hard to get and even harder to read. A real spitfire who'd never let me get away with anything. Everyone she meant would say that there’s something about her that just leaves you enthralled but you just don't know what exactly. It's something. Call her Amy.
Things hit off with Amy. It was a rocky start being who she is but it got somewhere nice, somewhere serious.
But early on with Amy, Mary and I kept texting and kept interacting on social media. We would comment on each other's photos how hot we thought the other was. Amy didn't mind. Mary was a friend, after all. In the DMs, Mary always talked about how we should get some coffee sometime; how we should maybe get a drink. Just us. She knew about Amy, though. We talked about Amy sometimes, so she knew.
The plans for coffee or drinks never went anywhere. I just kept saying, "Yeah. Maybe."
It didn't go anywhere until one day, it did.
Amy was out of town. And Mary dropped a selfie on my DMs saying she in a cafe downtown alone. I thought about for a while. Then I hopped on my car and went for it. "What harm could some coffee do?" I thought at the time.
I got there and we talked. She talked about med school and I talked about my own shit. It was, in a word, surreal. Then she asked me to walk her to the toilet. It was up some stairs and away from prying eyes. Before she went in she gave me a hug and, out of habit and shock, I hugged her back. My heart was racing. She pulled back and held my face in her hands, then wrapped them around the back of my neck gently.
"You're an amazing guy, you know that?" She said, her face close to mine. She was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful people I've ever known.
I smiled.
We stared at each other for a while, arms locked around each other. In any other situation, this is where I would go in for a kiss.
But no, I just said, "You should go in, Mary. I'll downstairs."
I don't know if it was guilt or something else. Maybe a part of me had finally decided to admit what my concious mind wouldn't: that I was cheating on Amy.
When she went in, I called up my bestfriend. I told him to call me in 10 mins with some fake emergency. He knew where I was and who I was with, so he agreed. No questions asked.
When Mary returned, we continued talking for a little bit before my bestfriend called. I left that cafe on the whim of some fake emergency that afternoon. Despite that, I was one of the best non-date dates I've ever had.
A few days later, Mary stopped interacting with me on social media. No likes, no comments. She stopped the DMs and when I would try, she would respond but only to be respectful, I felt like.
And so eventually, I stopped.
A few weeks had passed and I got a DM out of the blue from Mary. I remember I had just woken up that summer day when I got it.
"I meant what I said. You're an amazing guy. Wish you the best. Take care of yourself."
I never responded. I didn't know how to. I didn't know what it meant.
That was three years ago. I don't see Mary anymore. I don't speak to her, whether in person or online. But sometimes, during the late nights, I think about that day in the cafe and about what that message, that seemed too much like a goodbye, meant.
Amy, to this day, doesn't know about it. And I've never done anything like that since. We're happier than we've ever been now and things are going great.
Mary hasn't dated anyone since, I don't think. But I see her online, looking happy and still in med school.
I'm writing this now because it's been three years. All that time and I still think about Mary.
I'm having an affair with my best friend's husband. She knows about it, and is okay with it. She even joins us sometimes. But my husband has no idea. I let him have an affair a couple of years ago. So I figured fair was fair. It was only a one night stand though, with his hot young secretary. They were going on a business trip, and I could tell he was into her and she was into him. So I told him if she wanted him, they could have one night together. It'd be his 'freebie'. He never told me I could do the same, but I've never really asked him either. We sneak around while my husband's at work. Her husband's dick is bigger, and he can make me cum while my husband can only do it sometimes. I love wearing his wife's lingerie. We're both about the same size, though my tits are bigger so I fill it out a little better. I always put on a lot of perfume, so his wife can smell my scent on him when she gets home. Sometimes she comes home a little early, and walks in on us. She likes to watch, and then eat his cum out of my pussy. The two of them have an open relationship, and it's what I want -- but I'm afraid it's not what my husband wants.
I am a 38 yo housewife.
I am having an affair with my cousin's husband.
It's 4 years now.
I've had sex with him in my home many times while my husband worked.
I cannot stop.
God forgive me please!
Every year, I go to school for labs. I am an online student, 31, married, and have 2 kids.
2 years ago on the plane I was sitting next to this gorgeous older woman. She was in great shape and had long, wavy brunette hair. She was clearly well kept and appeared to be the wife of a rich husband. She was getting her degree just for fun. We started to chat, then of course after us perusing through the skymall catalog, we dozed off on a 10 hour flight. I woke up and she was snuggled up against me. I wiggled a touch intentionally and she woke up slightly embarrassed, and acted stand offish for about 5 minutes. She then told me about how her husband has some kind of illness and just can't do anything, and pretty much gave me her life story, which I could have really given 2 craps about. We landed, decided to share a cab. I paid with my card, she gave me cash, and we parted ways in the hotel we were staying in.
2 days later, I met her in the dining facility and we exchanged numbers. After our school work was over she invited me for a celebratory drink. I didn't have any thing else to do so I did. We had our drinks and though we would go back together.
We did, we talked. It was pretty uneventful. However she somehow got my room number. There was a knock on my door, and she asked if she could come in and talk some more (wearing a robe, mind you). We were watching some movie, I don't know which one since I was paying attention to her more than the movie. As things go she was cuddled up with me and we started making out. I slid my hand up her robe and she was as soaking wet.
Without a flinch she started giving me a mouth hug. The best I've had in years. She was getting wetter as she did it. After she finally sucked every last drop out she sprung up and undid her robe.
My gosh. She was gorgeous. I later found out she was 22 years older than me. Who cares, she had a couple wrinkles but a body of a woman half her age. I sprung back with more vigor, I came in her at least 6 times that night. I kind of felt bad for her husband, neglecting her small little shaved and smooth pussy. But were sure to meet up every time I'm down there. We try to line our labs up just so I can spend a week drenching the sheets with our cum. I dont even feel bad. You cant let that talent go to waste.
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