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I have a crush on my neighbor he’s so hot and he’s a cop! He always looks in my windows at me, I think he wants me too.
My idiot sister in law got drunk at a party in June at her other sisters up in Pennsylvania. We were staying there for the weekend too for their daughters high school graduation and was flirting with her husband all night telling him that she was "gonna get you tonight!" when they went to bed later.
She got so drunk that she went in the wrong guestroom and gave me a blowjob,I had laid down because my back hurt and I was tired from the long drive, before she passed out drunk.
She's pretty, slim but is a drunk and at 33 she is starting to look older from all the boozing most likely.
She was calling me "Bill", her husbands name, and gave a helluva blowjob I have to admit.
I came in her mouth.
I didn't fuck her because she passed out but I probably would've if she'd stayed awake.
I doubt she even remembers giving the blowjob she was so drunk.
I never told my wife.
I am on the verge of cheating on my husband with one of the guys on his rec-league soccer team. Actually, I sort of already have. It's bad but the only reason I go to their games is to see him. "Simon" is tall, slim, athletic and hot, and at first we would catch ourselves staring at each other. Then by chance one day he came to the physio clinic I work at for an appointment. We started flirting and he came right out and asked me out.. I declined at first but I was turned on by his boldness. Then he started texting me on occasion and I soon found myself fantasizing about him. A few weeks ago my husband and son were out of town at a baseball tournament and Simon invited me to a bar to see his band play. I was so hesitant but went.
Seeing him doing guitar and vocals was even sexier than watching him play soccer. Maybe I got a little drunk but he looked like a rock star on stage in one of those deep-V polo shirts. I drank too much and after his set we hung out in the bar and eventually started making out. He took me to the back of the bar and into the office and we started tearing each others' clothes off. I pulled down his jeans and his cock sprang out and snapped off his stomach. I knew he'd be big, but I didn't know how big. I went down on him but I was gagging quickly trying to suck him off. The whole time, he was running his hands through my hair, saying "I can't wait to fuck you."
It was such a turn on, before I knew it I was facing the desk and he was sliding into me from behind. It hurt at first and I was biting on my hand so I wouldn't moan so loud. But just as he got a nice pace going, somebody opened the door behind him and was trying to get in the office. I freaked out and pulled away, and Simon started yelling at the guy, "get the fuck out of here!" It scared the shit out of me and I grabbed my top, put it back on and left the bar and went home. It was just the busboy coming in, but I was rattled and suddenly felt guilty about what I was doing.
Simon texted me over and over again to apologize, but I told him it was probably for the best. The problem is, I know I'm going to put myself in a situation alone with him at some point and nothing will stop us.
Married 14 years, 14 faithful years until a few months ago. I had been going to coffee with a friend from my gym, I knew it had become flirtatious, but I figured it was harmless. I liked the attention and it felt good, but I never thought, I mean we only met in public and I just never thought it would be anything else. I'm completely guilty, I never told my husband how often I was seeing this guy or that we had been texting. In my mind there was no reason to, the texts were not dirty and the flirting was never really direct. Still I knew I had a secret. Instead of coffee one morning he invited me to his apartment for tea instead of coffee and I went. The entire time I was telling myself I just wanted to see his place and I would leave soon after we got there. He was complimenting me a lot and being really forward. It made me uncomfortable, but I didn't try to stop him. We started having sex on his sofa and he finished me on his bed. At times the guilt is overwhelming and at other times it's just like nothing has changed at home. My husband has no idea and neither does anyone else. Almost like it didn't happen. I don't deserve to get away with this, but I just can't admit what I did.
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.
I'm 34 years old, and my husband and I have been married for 10 years. We both always wanted kids, but his sperm count was low. We agreed to do IVF when we turned 30. But I got impatient. When I was 28, there was this guy in our neighborhood, about ten years younger than us. Really hot, and he seemed into me. So we started having an affair. He was young, but so much more fun than my husband in bed. I'd let him do things I never let my husband do, including anal (which my husband said my ass was made for). It was a fun romp, but I ended up pregnant. Feeling guilty, I confessed to my husband. I didn't want him to have to raise another man's child if he didn't want to. Instead, he was totally okay with it. He said he'd love to watch next time. About two years later, wanting another kid, my husband suggested instead of invitro, we go out and find a guy for me to hook up with, and he'd watch us have sex. We wouldn't use protection, to increase my chances of getting pregnant, and every night I"d bring home a different guy. My husband would hide in the closet and watch us have sex. We'd do this every night until I had a positive pregnancy test. We repeated this again when we were 32, and now that we're 34 we're about to do it again. But I feel a bit guilty, and feel that there's something wrong with it. I mean I don't tell them that I'm on birth control, and they don't use a condom so they know it's a possibility. They're all just one night stands, but still it feels wrong knowing that they'll never know they have offspring out there. Part of me feels like there's nothing wrong with it. I mean it's their choice not to use protection. But part of me feels like they have a right to know.
when my mother in law and her husband would go out on cruises and vacation my wife and I would watch over their home. I always had a strong attraction to my mother in law and constantly fantasized about me and her. whenever my wife was at work and I was off earlier is stop by their empty house and rummage through stuff but mostly her underwear drawer. I'd grab a good pair or sometimes there were some dirty ones in the laundry I could sniff. I'd sit in the bathroom and masturbate while either sniffing her panties or using them to stroke myself. no one ever suspected anything. my crowning achievement was when my wife and her dad went to the store to get dinner stuff and my mother in law thought I had gone as well so she got undressed and changed in her room and I managed to record it through the 1 inch gap in the door way. sometimes I think she would welcome my sex with open arms just by the way she looks at me and touches me. one day I'll make a subtle move and see what happens.
My best friend has been banging my mother for two years now. I find it hot to call him my dad now.
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 a married man, but I have been in love with and fantasized about a woman named Suzanne, who was my co-worker and is now my longtime friend. I am thinking about proposing a secret, sexual relationship to Suzanne, but it would require her to agree to 10 conditions, and I don't know if she would agree to even just one:
(1) she must show up at my home every night at 10pm and leave at 2am;
(2) she must be wearing no more than 5 items of clothing -- a shoe counts as one item;
(3) she must obediently submit to whatever I ask her to do;
(4) she must be prepared to be nude in an outdoor or public setting of my choice;
(5) she must be prepared to receive pain that I inflict that may cause non-permanent injuries such as bruises, welts, and cuts;
(6) she must be prepared to receive unprotected vaginal sex;
(7) she must be prepared to receive unprotected anal sex;
(8) she must be prepared to receive throat fucking that may cause her to puke repeatedly;
(9) she must be prepared to receive golden showers and to swallow urine; and
(10) she must be prepared to receive urine inside of her vagina, her rectum, and her throat.
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My mom worked as a stripper and now works as a prostitute.. I'm so ashamed of her been my mom i getting bully in school, random txt videos of her getting bang in my neighborhood.what should I do.
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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.
A few years ago, I told my sister I couldn't go to her bachelorette party because I had to work. That wasn't totally a lie. I was working as a stripper, and worked her fiance's bachelor party. We ended up having sex. I felt guilty about it for years. Recently I had to move out of my apartment, and in with my sister and her (now) husband. I know he still has a thing for me, and I want to have sex with him. Sometimes when she's not home, I'll dress a little sexier, and show off a bit more skin. We haven't done anything more than flirt, but I want to give in so bad.
I am 44 years old, married and a good mother (I hope I am, at least). I have 4 children, but the younger 2 were both fathered by a teenage friend of my eldest son. He was in high school when he began to first flirt with me, I figured it out but put it down to a teenage crush like boys have on teachers.
He was already tall and quite strongly built, my family are mostly shorter and nice-looking, but not football player types. My son would go to baseball practice, his friend (I will call him J) to football and then they would both come over for some food before heading home. My husband suggested my son (they are not biological father-son) start some extra credit evening classes to help get into a good school, so he started going to the local community college. My younger son was always at the neighbour's house with his best friend. When my husband told J he was welcome to keep coming over for food and drink, it would be just the two of us home (my husband had a long commute and worked late anyway).
After this J's flirting became more pronounced. Earlier he would just tease and stare, now he began to talk about his experience with girls, and even to brush up against me any chance he got. At first I was firm but polite, and careful to keep a distance. But one day he ground his crotch up against my ass, and I felt his hard cock. Even through my skirt and his shorts I could feel it was huge - much bigger than my husbands. I chided him a bit, but couldn't get the thought out of my head. That weekend, I masturbated thinking of J in me.
The next week, he was watching me, and I was waiting for him to touch me again. A few days passed and he didn't. On Thursday he surprised me by coming in the afternoon, saying practice was cancelled and could he please have some lunch. I went to the kitchen and began working, when he grabbed me from behind, cupped my chin and turned my face and stuck his tongue down my throat. I struggled, but he was far too strong. After a long time, he stopped kissing me and gripped my hands behind my back. I was so dizzy and confused, I couldn't speak, just stared at him and he just stared at me. With his other hand he lifted my skirt and pulled my panties off, then pulled his own pants down.
I couldn't see it, but I felt it when his dick entered me. I had never had one that big (I later measured it as over 7 inches and very thick) and I began to gasp. He clapped a hand over my mouth and thrust hard. Luckily my pussy was wet from all the kissing, and I was able to take him without too much pain. I don't remember how long it lasted, but I had an orgasm very soon and he came inside me as well. I was still in a daze when he let me go, when I turned around he was standing over me. I know I had just been raped, but at that moment on a kind of autopilot I put my arms round his neck and kissed him.
He was hard again and picked me up in his arms like I was a doll, and began carrying me upstairs. I asked him not to take me to my marriage bed, so he took me to my eldest son's room. That afternoon, I just kept cumming while staring at a Metallica poster above my son's bed. After that day, every day J would come, kiss me like he was my husband coming home, carry me upstairs and make love to me.
I was 36 at the time and still very fertile. My husband used condoms, as I had thyroid troubles with the pill. J did not use condoms, and for some reason I never asked him. About a month after we started, I found out I was pregnant, and the next year gave birth to Js daughter. To my lasting shame, I concealed everything and tricked my husband into thinking it was his.. J and I continued our liaisons all through my pregnancy, but after that I became busy with the baby and the frequency of our trysts decreased.
A year or so later, my eldest son went off to college, my younger was awarded a scholarship to a residential prep school and moved out too. J was still in town, intending on taking a gap year. With the house now empty, my baby still too young, J once again began coming over daily and I was unable to resist. This time I insisted he use condoms, but sometimes he would just ignore my protests. In November, J left for a job in South America, and shortly afterwards I discovered I was pregnant again. This time I seriously considered an abortion, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I went through the whole charade again, and gave birth to J's son.
This caused a lot of friction in my marriage, as a 2nd unplanned pregnancy was a great strain on our finances. I decided to get a job as soon as the baby was older, which conveniently helped me avoid J when he did come back, and later when he was home from college as well. When he did catch me, we did have some fun (he wouldn't take no for an answer, and I couldn't resist him really) but after he got a job post-college, we have not met.
I am happy with my two young babies, and I know my husband loves them deeply too. It's a gut wrench to deceive him, as he is a wonderful man, but at the same time I feel very liberated and a secret part of me is almost exultant that I had a great affair and came out of it happier than I was before.
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 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'm involved in an on-going relationship with my brothers wife, even though I am engaged to someone else. I am truthfully 100% madly in love with them both.
My friend invited me to tag along with her and her husband to a festival. I third wheeled them all evening. She is fat and unattractive. He is tall and handsome.
When she went to use the bathroom, I let him suck tequila off my nipples. Then I rode him inside his truck. We walked around for the rest of the evening with his cum all over my boobies. She was clueless. I’m 18 he is 56.
A couple of years ago I started getting the urge to try sucking a dick. Being middle aged, regular sex with my wife is becoming mundane. So I put up a couple of different ads in CL personals. I got a response and we met up. What made it easy was we could meet at his home office, like I was suppose to be there. The first time was a little awkward. But after that he would text me when he had time and I if I was available I would stop by and service him. Ended up being about once a week, sometimes twice. That only lasted a few months then I started feeling guilty about cheating so I stopped. I was amazed at how good it made me feel to take his dick in my mouth and do what my wife had always done for me. The difference being she never swallowed. I always wanted her to, So from the very first time I did it for him. It's not that bad, it fact it's very erotic to feel that nice warm load fill your mouth and sucking hard as he finishes, then pulling off still sucking so it's a clean break and swallowing his load. I never got any return, but I didn't want it. In fact I have no desire for a guy to touch me. But it does make hard thinking about sucking a dick. I would often go back home and unload myself.
I am embarrassed that at every summer bbq & gathering of family & neighbors at my parents house my Mom makes reference to our neighbor "Frank" helping to assemble our bikes for me and my 3 siblings on Christmas Eve in 1985 and thanks him in front of everyone. My parents are in their late 60's now.
Why am I so embarrassed?
Because I was 11 that year and, during the night, I heard noises from our den around 2 a.m.
As I approached the den, I could hear voices and groans, it was obvious that someone was in there.
When I got to the entryway I saw my Mom on all fours with Frank on his knees behind her, holding onto her hips, banging the shit out of her. My Mom was clearly loving it. I heard several "Oooooh yeah!!!!" remarks out of her. At one point "Frank" turned his head and saw me staring at them and just smiled and caressed my Mom's ass and asked if she was enjoying herself. I will remember him saying "I've wanted this for a long time" to her and my Mom replying that she had too. I watched for several minutes until they finished and began kissing.
My Dad was a cop and was working overnights at the time. I never saw my Mom in such a good mood as she was that Christmas Day in 1985.
Every time she tells the story of "Frank helping me out so much that night!" and smiles at him, "Frank" almost always glances at me and smiles as if to thank me for keeping my mouth shut.
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