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I'm bi, and married.
Sometimes I just get an uncontrollable urge to go down on another guy.
When my husband and I were on vacation, we were hanging out with another couple on the beach when I needed to go back to the room to retrieve some things. The other couple needed some things also, and the husband, a tall, handsome black, middle aged gentleman volunteered to go back to the resort with me to get our things. As we walked through the resort people would look our way and immediately assume we were together. There was no problem, but I found myself getting kind of worked up thinking about this handsome black gentleman being my partner. It was a pretty long walk, and as we made our way we would occasionally brush together. At one point I took his arm and we walked arm in arm through the resort and toward the elevator. We stopped by our room first, and upon entering I began getting things together to take back to the beach, and as I moved about and bent over I could feel his eyes watching me. Just as I was about to say I was ready to go, he reached out and took me in his arms and kissed me deeply. I was quite take back by his assertiveness, but didn't offer resistance. I instinctively opened my mouth and allowed his tongue to enter and meet with mine. As we kissed his hands felt my ass. He had large hands and it felt so good, I felt like I was under his total control. He started playing with my boobs, so to allow easier access I lowered my top, and he began sucking my now hard nipples. I reached down and felt his huge erection through his swim suit, and with that he pushed me down and directed his beautiful black organ to my mouth. I tried to take as much as I could, but he was just too big. To make a long story short, he laid me on the edge of the bed, pulled my bikini crotch to the side and slowly entered my now very wet pussy. He went very slow at first, allowing time for me to get used to the size, the started slowly pumping in and out. I became so wet I could hear sloshing as I allowed this gentleman I had just met to have his way with me. He began to speed up and was fucking me as deep as he could, when he let loose a huge load of cum deep into my womb. Even after he pulled out all I could do was just lay there, completely satisfied and totally out of energy. I remember even thanking him for the best fucking I have ever had. My husband and I made love many times on that very bed throughout our vacation, and thought I was so wet solely because of him. I would never tell him any different, but the thoughts of my first black experience taking place on that very bed kept me moist and wet all week. I am now in search of my second black experience, and there is an executive at the company where I work that would be perfect for the job.
I have been with my girlfriend for about 4 and a half years now. We started dating when we were in high school (i was 16 and she was just about to turn 16 in a few months). I love her more than anything in the whole world. But ever since we started dating, i lost contact with all my closest friends, both male and female. She always finds problems with them. I have been loyal to her, i never once thought about cheating.
I used to be known by everyone in my batch and the younger people. And had not one enemy because i was always friendly and kind and outgoing with people. And because of that, i was popular with people, even the teachers lived me even though im mischievous in class and school. Fuck it, even the principal knew me. Both me and my big brother who was graduated by then. I had a really good reputation and it’s not because i tried to, its because I genuinely was kind and caring while also being fun and mischievous and athletic! (I understand that i wasnt the smartest kid around). Where as my gf was mostly surrounded by 3 toxic friends who equally lacked the social skills but was feeding negative and toxic things into her mind. My girl is smart and beautiful and extremely talented in sports as well! But those friends of hers were lazy at studies, tries to act like they’re it and like they are princesses who know exactly how people are when they are just protected children who hasn’t interacted with people! (They genuinely thought that life always goes as it is in movies). They brought down her grades massively and were hiding behind my girl while she does the dirty work guided by the things they put into her mind. They are also to blame for her starting to think I’m cheating on her with other girls or doing things behind her back. My girlfriend also lacks the ability to empathize and understand people at all. I partly blame the fact that she has almost never been exposed to interacting with public and was always protected by her family. But she deeply cares and tries to protect the people closest to her. Hence, the reason she did the dirty work of those toxic friends of hers.
She told me to stop hanging out with the guys who always had my back, who have helped me even in the little things, the guys i used to have friendly rivalries in sports and gaming. They were my brothers and people who i have even considered to be my bestmen when i marry. And she knew that. But she made me to stop hanging out with them. For the littlest things, for inability to understand how boys are. Obviously boys act differently towards each other. That’s what friends are. Thats what makes us G’s. Some of my friends did warn me about her, that she and those 3 friends of hers have a bit of a bad reputation. But they all were really open to my feelings and genuinely gave her a chance and we’re friendly to her. I just wish she was the same. They were happy for me and didn’t want to do anything that would hurt my relationship badly. But when they saw that she just won’t stop with the misunderstanding and trying to push me away, they tried to do their best to pull me closer too. But none of them tried to force me out of the relationship, they all adviced me though. That i have 3 choices, fix the relationship and make her have a change of heart so i can hangout with my friends, break up with her, or let go of them. I obviously decided option 1. But sadly it didn’t work.
And from girls, there was one girl in my friend group that she hated for some little reasons. But i know if she actually tried to, they could have been really close. She was in a different class and some girls in my class were pretty popular as well. And as I mentioned, i was really close with my friends girls too. But i always kept my girlfriend above them. Even so, my girlfriend wanted me to completely stop talking to that girl she hates and she wanted me to be rude to her and hate her too. I obviously can’t do that, a bond i have cannot be just broken and turned into hate. I tried to fix the problem there and remove that hate as well. I wanted my girlfriend to see that the problem that’s there between them is a simple thing that can be fixed. But her pride and ego is too massive for her to let go. She pretended to try but didn’t put even 1% of effort in it. I gave as much effort as i can with her friends... but she didn’t. I never told her to stop talking to her friends. NEVER. I only advised her of the things I felt, and i asked her to think about it herself, she let them go only when they told her that she spends time with me more than them which is not true at all, they know it and she knows it... every person who knows about our relationship knew it’s a stupid reason to start treating her differently. So she let them go... so coming back to my story... this hate towards her the spread like a flame to the other girl in my class, which those toxic friends of hers had a massive role in. How am I supposed to stop completely talking to people in my own classroom? How am I supposed to let go of friends girl or boys who i have created a memories and strong bonds? They all tried to befriend my gf but she doesn’t try at all! In the end my teacher found out about relationship and advised me about it too but i was so blinded by love that i never listened to anyone! So i lost contact with my friends both girls and boys! We went to college where some of my closest friends went to, by then my girl did let me talk to them, but it’s as if we were acquaintances and not friends. And she still continued to judge people.
She even started these things with my family! I don’t think there is a single member in my family she hasn’t had an issue with! Even my baby cousin who just turned 4! My mother and father and brother too! Every single person! She tried to make me stay home when we planned family trips which we rarely ever get to go! But she goes on more than 20 trips a year! She doesn’t let me have time with my family bc i have to text her or call her! She blames me for her having a bad life in high school! She blames me for having a bad time in college! And now she’s having a bad time in uni. She acts as her and her family are the perfect people! And i have changed a lot! I was the most patient man you would ever meet... and i am patient towards people who aren’t my family. But I get upset quickly towards her and my family now. I dont have much fun memories in high school and at home, we’re at uni in a different country, most of my friends who were close to me dont know where i am no. I dont have social media other than one chatting app bc she made me delete them, i only have a few contacts saved on my phone. And recently when she gets angry she gets a bit physical. And she says i have changed a lot. But she never tried to understand why i have changed. She says that you only need 2 or 3 close friends. But the friends “we” have are choices of her own. She gets in the way of my decisions, where she thinks her advise is better than my own mothers. To avoid fights in my relationship and to stop a fight where she says i always choose others over her or where she says that i never take her side and say my family is always right, i follow her advise. And some of those have come back to haunt me. I sometimes think back to when i used to have fun with my friends. Or when i have fun with my family. It’s so sad, if she stopped her attitude, made the relationship we have more important to her than her pride and ego, thought of my family as her own and treated it equally, and just listen to me and trust my decisions as a man, we could make this work. She sometimes understands that she has an issue with anger. But that’s it. She says that her rude attitude is actually her being a genuine and real person. Which is bullshit. There is a line between being true and being rude which she doesn’t see. She says that she has an attitude and if i dont like it i can leave which she know that if i wanted to leave i would have gone a long time ago, she blames me for people thinking badly of her when I really tried and people really tried (and there are instances where I actually had some fake friends who were rude to her, i stood up for her and took her side. Which she doesn’t appreciate).
And I’m not an angel. I never said i was perfect, i was never said I haven’t done wrong. I have lied to her about things. But all of those lies were to hangout with my friends, or because I know she’ll freak out if i tell her, to avoid unnecessary arguments, to stop arguments. But i dont have friends to go hangout with anymore or play some games or anything. I still have to hide some little details about anything regarding females. Even if i said i had a casual conversation with a girl, I would end up in a fight. It has reduced though, she understands a bit more now. But with this rate of growth, i would be old and dead by the time she understands.
But I know she cares and loves me, she made a huge decision of giving up her medicine degree to do it later just because I couldn’t get in at the time as well. She helped me with my studies, she has stood up for me even to lecturers when i have been treated unfairly, sometimes secretly and sometimes without listening to me, because she knows that I’m too forgiving to people and too kind to people and sometimes they abuse that about me. She has made sure and advised me to not let people walk all over me just because I’m too kind and forgiving and i know if I’m hurt or injured she’ll put away everything to come for me... I truly do lover her... i couldn’t stand to leave her, i want her and need her but I just want her to understand me, who I am and what i need. I always try my best to keep her happy. I don’t want to leave her.
WHAT SHOULD I DO?!
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I have been with my partner for 4 years. He was my first and I always thought he would be my last. He moved 1000km's away from his family to live with me and my parents while I was at Uni. I finished Uni and couldn't get a job, money was tight, he gained a lot of weight and never knew how to please me. He wouldn't try new things and sex became a routine 3 minute quickie so he wouldn't complain that week. I finally got a job but it was only a 2 month contract and I had to move 800km's away. I knew when I got out there I wasn't in love with him anymore, but how do you break up with someone that lives with your parents. One night I got very drunk and went home with a football player I had met. He was cute and an amazing kisser. I didn't let anything further happen but we still talk and I don't know if it will happen or not. I don't feel that guilty because my partner makes me feel horrid about myself. It is the first time I have felt beautiful in 2 years. I don't know what to do, I'm just so confused.
I am a married woman for past 20 years. I am happily married.
My Ex BF lives in another country. Yet I am not able to forget my Ex BF. I have met him twice since I got married (20 years) to have sex. We chat on regular basis. We both live very far from each other . I keep on lying and cheating on my husband. My Ex BF is also happily married. We both keep on making new email addresses and chat on whatsapp and phone calls. We do short video chats and share photos all sorts.
I think my husband knows, but whenever he confronts me. I change the email address and assure him that there is nothing between me and my Ex.
Then after sometime, both, my Ex and I are on it again.
Any advice?
In my early 20s I ran into an ex-girlfriend at a bar. When we broke up she was a virgin, and still was, saving it for her fiancé after her wedding next month.
She got pretty drunk and I gave her a ride home, when she invited me inside. We fooled around for a while, with her rebuffing my attempts to deflower her. Finally, she let me go down in her, which is my specialty. After a couple of earth shattering orgasms, I broke her resistance and claimed what was mine. She was soaking wet sloppy horny and we fucked all night. The next morning she woke up crying, saying she was ashamed and a slut. We were standing naked by the bed, and I had enough of it, turned her around, bent her over the bed and started fucking her. She just kept orgasming, and wined/whimpered when I took it out. Finally, I took it out and claimed her asshole. She resisted at first but then was into it.
After I came in her bowels, we cuddled in bed, and she cooed stroking my cock. It got hard and I told her to suck it. She just stared at it, until I grabbed her hair and forced to suck it. Initially she gagged on it, but then got the hang of it with me shooting my load down her throat.
She called and left messages for me that next month, but I didn’t call back. She got married as planned and moved away.
I felt bad when I left after the BJ. She was having a hard timing walking. There was cum dripping out of both her holes. She said to me “ You made me feel like a slut.” My response was “Is that a good feeling it not?” She looked down, probably seeing the puddle of cum forming at her feet. Then she looked up and gave me a long hard passionate kiss As I was leaving she said “You ruined me. Now I am yours forever.”
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.
I helped my best friend cheat on her girlfriend
Yea im terrible for it, we did it 3 times about a month ago, my best friend loves her girlfriend but they´ve been having problems lately and its been taking all of me to not tell the girlfriend, the friend said if i told anyone she’d cut me off and kill herself, along with the girlfriend also being suicidal. I dont know what to do.
My bitch wife at 40 years of age, is great looking, natural blonde with very very light brown to blondish pubes on her pussy that I don't let get shaved. She has big A cup tits, very small but she is very thin. I liked them a lot. I found out she has been fucking all throughout our marriage, even our kids (now both in college) may not be mine. She was a virgin when we first fucked when she was 18, and I 24. Now she's had over 32 other men inside her pussy, mouth and ass.
I wanted to divorce the lying whore, but she was begging and pleading and offered to do anything if I would just stay with her. I told her to get naked and beg me. . . she did. I told her to stand up and bend over the back of the couch and beg for me to fuck her. She did it. I fucked her cunt, then told her to turn around and suck my dick with all her pussy juice on it till I cum (she hates the taste of her pussy juice, and hates taking my cum in her mouth). She did it all, and swallowed my load. I told her that if she stayed she'd be in this type of relationship the entire time of our marriage. So if she didn't like it, she should tell me now and only see me in the lawyers office. She was holding onto my legs, crying, begging me to let her stay married to me. I had my pants at my ankles and turn around and had my ass in her face. She kissed both cheeks.
With that I told her to stay naked and be naked every time she entered the house. She would be allowed clothing only if we had visitors. She agreed. She went off naked and made us supper. We ate, and during dinner I made her tell me in great detail about the best of her lovers, and the worst. She was crying again. I told her that she was a whore, a slut and that she shouldn't cry about it that's just what she was. I also told her that she couldn't let any other cocks inside her unless I was there to watch.
"Now it's time for your punishment" I said and she thought she'd already been punished. "That wasn't punishment, that was my pleasure"
I took off my belt and made her stand with her hands on top of her head while I beat her with my belt on her ass and then turned to her tits. I then made the crying bitch lie down on the dining room table with her legs over the edge and her pussy spread open and beat that. She was crying for real now, and I let up.
"You ask like a slut, you need to be branded a slut" There is one more thing you have to agree to if you really want to stay married. "What?" she asked.
"You are going to have to be branded a slut, I'm going to have that word branded on your lower belly, just above your pussy hair. It will show when I make you wear a tiny bikini at the beach, or when I take you to nude resorts and beaches." She was concerned about the pain, but I told her she is putting me through more pain. The cunt agreed.
I made the arrangements, and took her to a body modification studio that does branding, tattoos, piercings etc. They made a brand with perfectly shaped, thin letters that said "I'm a Slut" In addition to branding my little cunt, I had "Tom's cunt" tattooed after I shaved a small amount of pussy hair just above her slit. With her thin, light colored blonde pussy hair it shows through.
I now have a total fuckslut for a wife, she does anything I want, anytime I want, and I make her show her tattoos at nude cruises, swing clubs, nude beaches, nude resorts, even public resorts and beaches as I make her wear the tiniest bikini bottoms so the brand shows. We just got back from Europe where I made her walk down a busy street for 2 blocks totally naked. She got groped by about 10 young guys, I just let it happen to the lying slut, then I threw her into the car and took her to a park and fucked her, and let 2 guys passing by fuck her too.
I guess this is what she wanted all along, to be a slut. She is very happy and has thanked me for being married to her. Oh . . . she has to kiss my ass every morning.
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8 years ago, my wife Pam and I were going through a very rough time. We were certainly heading towards divorcing. We had married too young and didn't know how, or weren't willing to, compromise. We were separated, but still living together. It had only been a couple weeks and neither one of us had made other living arrangements yet. I was 23 at the time. I'm a 6'4" white guy, in decent shape. I've gotten myself into a few questionable situations over the years,
My wife has an adopted sister, Melissa, or Mel. They had kind of a rough upbringing together, but have grown closer as they've gotten older. My wife is of mixed race - her mom is black and her dad Mexican and white. Melissa was also mixed. Her parents were black and Mexican. By the time I met my wife, Mel was already living out of state, with her husband and 2 kids. His job required them to relocate. I met Melissa for the first time when she finally visited us, after we had been married for about a year and a half. She wasn't even at our wedding. She visited us by herself. She and he husband were also having a rough time during those days.
The plan was for her to visit for a week. The first 3 days, Mel and Pam would go do things during the day, while I went to work. When I'd get home, we'd all just drink and bullshit with each other. The next day, I had off from work. They did their thing, but I started drinking well before they got home. They joined in soon after they got home. It was an especially fun night. We all talked and talked and talked. However, even at her best, Mel can be a bit rude and kind of a bitch.
I've always been very sexually attracted to my wife. I still am today. She's always caught my eye. But, that night, it was Mel who stole the show. She was wearing this short jean skirt that had me trying to sneak a peek every time she'd look away while she was sitting down. Her top was very flattering. She's got a nice body in general. Great legs and nice, round ass. Big enough tits to have enough cleavage to keep my eyes trying to catch a glimpse down her shirt. She's maybe 5'6", so I tower over her. I honestly couldn't stop myself from staring at her, at times.
As the night wound down, we continued to drink. My wife called it a night, and went to bed. I'm pretty sure she crashed out the second she laid down. Melissa and I stayed up. We told each other we'd just have one more drink and then call it a night. I stood on the other side of the counter that separated the living room from the kitchen in our apartment, as she stood in the kitchen and poured her drink, talking about some nonsense I wasn't really listening to. As she stood there, her skirt had kind of slipped up, and her ass cheeks were exposed. I stared. She was wearing a black thong. By the time I had realized she had stopped talking and was looking back at me, it was too late. She had caught me staring straight at her ass and legs. She asked me "were you really just checking me out? You're married to my sister." I was like "yeah, sorry. Your skirt's kind of riding up there. And you look really good... And, we're getting a divorce, anyway." We were both smashed.
She acted offended, but she didn't fix her skirt. In fact, she turned and faced me, and sort of leaned back and seemed to be enjoying that I was checking her out. We both stood in silence and sipped our drinks.
I went and joined her in the kitchen. She was like "what are you doing?" And I told her I came to get a closer look. She told me "you can look, but you can't touch", as she lifted her skirt up higher and tugged her shirt down to show off her cleavage. She was teasing me. I told her "you had better watch yourself." She said "oh yeah? Or what? What are you going to do about it?" I repeated "seriously, if you don't want it, you had better watch what you're doing... Or I'm going to fuck you." She got a huge grin on her face and said something like "oh wow. Really?" She took off her shirt. I undid my pants, and pulled my cock out over my boxers. She went "oh wow" again, but now she was staring at my cock. I've been told I'm big, so I didn't think letting her see it was going to hurt, lol. For those who care, it's just shy of 8 inches erect and decent thickness.
She was leaning back on the counter still, and she looked amazing. I got a full erection pretty quickly. I moved closer to her, and she blurts out "you wouldn't dare. I'll tell Pamela" as she inched away.
I snapped.
I grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her down to her knees. I told her "I don't care." I put my cock in her face and told her something along the lines of "now suck my cock, you fucking slut." She listened, and took me in her mouth. I had my hand on her head and forced myself in deeper often. As amazing as it felt, I don't think I've ever been less interested in getting a blowjob than I was at that moment. All I could do was thinking about fucking that mixed black/Mexican pussy. I probably wouldn't have let it go even that long, but she was doing an outstanding job.
I stood her up, and she breathed heavily while I took off her bra and groped her tits. I told her to take off her panties. She said "make me."
I turned her around and bent her over the counter. Her skirt was still up on her waist. I ripped her thong by the cheap piece of crap on the side, and it sagged over to the other leg. She was shaking in excitement. I shoved my cock inside her very wet pussy and she let out a hell of a moan and an "oh god". I fucked her deep and slow at first, and we both talked some shit back and forth about who was enjoying it more, lol.
I moved on to fucking her hard and fast, and several minutes later I could feel myself getting close to cumming. I never said a word. I just kept going, until I shot my load deep inside her and she moaned loudly. When I was done, I turned her around and we stayed close and kissed. She still looked so damn good.
I picked her up and put her over my shoulder, and carried her into the living room. I threw her onto the couch. In hindsight, we're probably lucky that no one got hurt during that stunt, as I was pretty drunk.
Anyway, I didn't waste any time. I got my pants all the way off. She spread her legs and laid back on the couch as I moved in between her legs. I fucked her again, hard and fast pretty much from the start. There was less moaning this time. She was trying to be quiet. It was more like grunting. By the time I was ready to cum again, we had slid over to the end of the couch and her head was banging against the arm rest. I came inside her again as she wrapped her legs around me and we stared into each other's eyes. Probably within 2 minutes of us being done, she went and got her clothes and put them away, and put on some clothes to sleep in. She went to sleep on the couch and I went in to sleep with my wife. Well, I was sleeping on an air mattress next to the bed at that point.
When I got up the next morning, the 2 of them were already up and chatting away. I didn't know what to expect, but was fearing the worst.
Nothing happened. She never told anyone. The rest of her visit went the same. We acted like it never happened, until I took her to the airport. She told me she had a really good time the other night, and gave me a blowjob in the car in the airport parking structure.
Well, a year or so after all of that, against all odds, somehow my wife and I decided that we were going to try to stay married. We're still happily married. 10 years and going strong. We've got 3 kids.
It's been 8 years since that night with Mel. She's only visited twice since then, both times with her husband and kids. The first visit, nothing happened. We didn't even talk about it. The second time, about 5 months ago, she snuck out to see me after everyone had fallen asleep. We ended up getting another room at the same hotel just so we could be alone. She admitted to me that I'm very likely the father of her youngest son. I had kind of suspected that for years, but it was nice to get confirmation. We had sex. We knew we shouldn't. But she still looks great, and it was a very lustful ordeal. We both hurried our separate ways when we were done.
Well, just 2 days ago, my wife mentions to me that her sister is getting a divorce. Curious, I asked "why? What's going on there?" And she goes "well, she's pregnant, and apparently Tom (Mel's husband) and her haven't had sex in like 2 years. So he's done with her, I guess. I don't know what she expected." I asked her if she had any details, but tried not to sound too interested. "She just told me it was some one night stand with some random guy at their hotel while they were visiting us, of all things. That idiot. She doesn't even know his name." I didn't bother asking any more questions. I already knew. Later that night I texted Mel and just said "thank you." She just responded "no problem. No point in fucking up your life, too. See you next time." I told her "I'll be ready" and she said "oh, I know." And that was it.
I admit that I am feeling awful. Not only did I cheat on my wife, but I did it with her sister, and now she's going to have her second child from me. But I also admit that I can't state those facts without feeling a very dirty satisfaction and occasionally getting an erection. I can't wait until her next visit.
(F) When I was single and the certain man in question was separated we fucked regular.
Stopped when got in relationships again.
But few months ago I sucked his dick made me want to fuck him all over again.
I'm really tempted to bang him again because my bf doesn't make me cum the way this guy does.
I also think I'm in love with him and not my bf. But it's complicated.
My best friends girlfriend and I have been messaging each other when shes at work and talkin dirty to each other we both are very attracted to each other are ready to take it to the next level
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.
I was married for 15 years before I finally had sex with another man. I was 40. I found him on Craigslist. i took a long lunch hour from my work, and drove to his apartment. When I met him, he was dressed only in a bathrobe. We went inside, and I undressed, and he started sucking me. I returned the favor. It was amazing! He laid down on his couch, with his ass in the air, I slipped on a condom, and fucked him. I'd never had anal sex before. After I came, he took off my condom and sucked me. It pretty much became a regular thing after that with other men. I went to one guy's house, and he ate my ass, sucked me, but I got scared and left. I started visiting the booths in adult movie theaters after that. I was sucked by a lot of guys, but I was too scared to reciprocate. I wanted to be fucked in my ass, but I was scared to do that even with a condom. I moved a few hours away after a few months with my wife, and pretty much did the same thing. I hooked up with a few guys at my place while she was at work, and hit the adult theater in town and did some sucking and jacking off with guys there. The last time I fucked a guy was in a theater, and he had a massive cock. I was planning on sucking him, but he was sitting down, and spread the cheeks of his ass, and I knew he wanted me to fuck him. I didn't have a condom, but he said just to do it, and I slid my cock inside him and exploded in his ass. I was scared of getting an STD, so after that I was tested and came up negative, and decided to play it safe. I met a few guys after that, and not surprisingly the marriage ended up in divorce. All told, during the marriage I was playing with guys on and off for about 15 years, but I never got caught. After the divorce, I remarried, and stopped playing around. I think I did it only because there was no sex in the first marriage. But I have a fond memory of fucking that last guy's ass. Still makes me hard. I guess I'm bi, but I don't feel like I need to act on it any longer. My new wife and I are really happy in bed, and she has no limits. I don't think I'll do it again with another guy, even though the thought makes me hot. I couldn't do it to my wife. The first wife was a bitch from hell, so I didn't mind cheating. Now, though, my new wife is great, and I just couldn't do it to her.
I am in a serious relationship for two years and recently ı started to fancy someone else. I love my partner with my whole heart and ı dont want to end or damage my relationship with him. But ı cant seem to stop looking at my friend differently. We are not so close but we started to spend more time together recently. I feel so happy around him. He makes me laugh. He is not my type but there is something different about him. I told my friends about how I feel and they guessed who ı was talking about before ı even told them. They said that he acts close to me as well. They said that he sometimes flirts with me. I felt that before too but I wasnt quite sure. But he acts so cold to me sometimes and then comes and flirts with me. I feel so guilty for liking him. I told my boyfriend that ı liked being around him as a friend. But I know it is a little more than that. I dont know what to do. And also he has a girlfriend too. I cant stop thinking about him. He acts like he feels the same about me but then he acts like he doesnt know me. I am clear that ı dont want to risk my relationship but I cant seem to Shake this feeling of me.
It was late 2020, with COVID scares and lockdowns, we were all bored and cooped up in the house, plus the wife and I were in one of our dry-spells. To break the mundaneness of things I started to post things about food. There was one girl who I knew back from high school that would “like” and comment on every post. She then started posting things about food and in return I did the same. After exchanging a few comments, I decided to drop in her DM just to say hi and talk about food and whatever else would come up; come to find out we had plenty in common and that she moved away from our town years ago.
She and I had never spoken in high school but knew of each other. The guys certainly were attracted to her, but I was too intimidated to approach her back then [the pretty and popular girl effect]. But now with my years of aging, healthy dieting and being in a different place in life, I’ve built plenty of confidence.
And now here we are. Me and the girl who was popular in high school are now texting for long periods of time. We then started to talk on the phone, especially about our past high school experiences and future plans. The conversations were harmless at first, but I still kept this woman hidden from my wife.
We continued our late night conversations for days and would even have drinks over the phone. She was in a rocky relationship, I was in a dry-spell. So our conversations would edge towards sexual topics but in a light and humorous way.
Then one Friday night, after a few drinks she admitted it; she told me she was attracted to me. Emotionally, mentally and albeit only through pictures - physically. I knew I should have steered the conversation in a different direction and ultimately stop everything out of respect for my marriage.
But I didn’t.
[This is where it gets hot…]
While we were talking on the phone, she sends me a link and tells me to open it. Told me it was her fantasy and her kink. It was a video of a woman being restrained and her male counterpart having his way with her, all consensual. The woman’s legs were held apart with ankle restraints tied to a rod, there were whips and some light choking. Calling it intense would be an understatement. Vulgar sex language, mascara running down her face from being face fucked and this is what my female friend wanted.
We watched her video together, critiquing and analyzing. I then hear her moans escaping over the phone so I asked her, “are you touching yourself?” And in her seductive voice she said “yes” and told me she was really turned on. I admitted to her that I was hard, so she instructed me to take it out and start stroking - so I did. Here we were on the phone playing with ourselves watching her kink. Repeatedly she would ask, “would you do that to me?” And each time I replied, “yes!“ I was in a euphoric state being under the influence of alcohol and this sexy woman wanting me.
We were deep into mentally fucking each other. She then says, “I’m going to FaceTime you.” My heart raced, I knew what was going to happen. I was going to see her play with herself and I’m sure she wanted to watch me stroke. I answered her FaceTime and there she was…in her bed, wearing a tank top with her tits out. She smiled and winked, bit her bottom lip then moved the phone farther out so I could see her play with her tits. It was extremely sexy! She moved the phone down to her lower half, wearing just a pair of purple panties, I watched her pulled them to the side, exposing her pussy. She was shaved, I could see her folds and she starts pleasuring herself.
With our AirPods on, we placed the phone away from our bodies so we could get a good look at each other. She laid in bed playing with her tits and pussy and yelled out my name as she was pleasuring herself; telling me how much she wanted me to fuck her. It was all surreal and I wanted more of it.
She would stare right into the phone watching me stroke up and down my shaft telling me to go faster or slower. We exchanged, I-want-to-fuck-you’s. She wanted to be restrained by me, hair pulled by me, spanked by me, tied up by me and choked by me. I had never been with a woman who wanted to be fucked so aggressively and it made me want her more.
Moments later, she stops and reaches into her nightstand. Out came a suction cup dildo and anal beads. She came closer to the camera and simulated how she would suck me off with her dildo and then retreated back. Her anal beads first went into her mouth for lubrication, it came back out and she started to slide them into her pussy. Once the beads were settled she then proceeded to slowly insert her dildo into the same opening. I watched her fuck herself with both her anal beads and dildo inside her pussy. I wanted it to last and did whatever I could not to explode right then and there.
She claimed she had never done this with anyone but, I doubted it. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing, it felt like I fell into her trap but at that moment I didn’t care. I got the opportunity to mutually masturbate with one of the popular girls. I knew a couple of my friends from back in the days would kill for this opportunity.
We played with ourselves for quite some time. I even got closeups of her pumping her dildo. We both eventually came. She left a puddle on her bedsheets, that was when she told me she squirts, however I had missed seeing that part. My stomach was covered in cum and again she used her dildo to simulate how she would clean me up. Now sexually satisfied we wished each other good night.
Saturday came and went without us communicating. On Sunday I texted her to ask how she was doing. She said she felt some guilt but still really wanted me. During the course of the day we sexted each other, her doing most of the heavy lifting. That night I went into my basement to talk to her and she had already been drinking. I think the alcohol was just an excuse for the promiscuity we were indulging ourselves in.
Almost immediately she wanted to get back on FaceTime and said she had a surprise for me. I answered and there she was in what she said was a new lingerie set she had gotten just for me. It was a see-through material with lace at the edges, there were cutouts for her tits so they were just spilling out. She had on a crotchless thong. My mind was blown, I wanted her bad.
I took out my cock, showed her how hard she had gotten me and started to pump. She had her suction cup dildo out already and sat on a chair with her legs spread pumping it in and out of her. Again our dirty talking consisted of how bad we wanted to fuck each other. She then gets up from her chair, places the suction dildo onto the chair, erect and waiting for her. With her back facing the camera, she lowers herself onto the dildo. I asked her if I could screen record for my own personal spank bank, she agreed.
She rode that dildo up and down, moaning and yelling out my name. It was all so much that I came fairly quickly. She wanted me to keep watching and to tell her how I would eat her out. She re-positioned herself facing forward spread eagle and began to pump herself with the dildo. I told her I really wanted to see her squirt. Vigorously she pumped faster and harder and right as she cumming, she did this motion that made the dildo pop out of her and squirts of liquid cake out. She pushed the dildo back in and did the same motion a few more times and each time pools of her juices came out. It was amazing.
At the sight of her squirting, I became hard and ready to go again. She was also ready for another round as she climbed into bed. This time taking out her anal beads. With her legs in the air, she told me she’s actually never used anal beads inside her ass before and only liked the feeling of the balls as she pulls it out of her pussy. She then proceeds to push each ball slowly into her asshole, one larger than the previous. Three went in and she gasp in pain almost crying and stopped. She then reached for her dildo while the beads were still in her and pumped her pussy again.
Another night, two rounds this time, and we were both sexually satisfied again. Said our good nights.
The following day working from home, I receive a “Good Morning!” text from her. We spoke casually at first, then she made mention of how unbelievably hard I was last night. Later in the afternoon, she texts me that she was horny and wish she was at home so we could play. I jokingly told her we should get the lush toy where I could control it remotely while she was at work. She was intrigued! We built up scenarios and were both so turned on that I ended up ordering the toy and have it shipped to her place.
While we waited for the toy to arrive we had a couple more nights of playing. I was always in my basement, she switched places in her apartment. I’ve watched her ride her dildo on her bathroom floor. Used another vibrator right on her couch. It was a great time!
About a week or so later on a Saturday, she texts me to let me know the Lush toy had arrived. We were both excited but she had to charge it first. However, she had a party to attend that night and would likely have to wait for another day.
Bummer.
Late that night, while scrolling through my phone I receive her text, “Are you still awake? Can I call you?” Thinking she may be in trouble, I went down to the basement and called. Come to find out she had a couple of glasses of wine and wanted to leave the party early so we could play with the new toy. I stayed on the phone with her as she drove and told me about her night.
We hung up as soon as she got to her apartment so she could settle down. I waited eagerly for her call. Then comes the FaceTime call. I was ready to control this toy while it was inside of this woman. She didn’t dress in any sexy lingerie this time, but she didn’t need to. She was naked from the waist down with just her fleece jacket on while in her living room.
We both looked up instructions on how to set it up. Once we got it connected and I was able to control it remotely, the toy was in her hand as I moved the toggle to vibrate at the highest level. She laughed and excitedly sat on her couch and rubbed herself to get wet. She inserted the lush into her pussy and told me to start slow. I first let her tell me how fast and intense she wanted the toy. I watched her lean her head back taking it all in. Getting wetter and wetter and enjoying herself.
She then laughed and with excitement, gets up and tells me she needs more wine for this. As soon as she got up, the Lush still in her, I crank up the intensity and stopped her in her tracks. She fell to the floor, her knees weak. She hunched over as I moved the toggle up and down to give her different sensations. She “tells me to stop,” but she had every power to pull the toy out of her but didn’t. She wanted it. There she was on all fours, the Lush inside of her moaning. I hadn’t started stroking yet having too much fun controlling her.
Moments later she lets out a long guttural moan followed by a scream as she came yelling, “fuck, fuck, fuck!” She got up and sat on the floor, laughed and moved the phone to show me the puddle that was on her carpet. That was when I pulled my cock out and started stroking.
She got her wine, drinking it fairly fast and recovering from her orgasm. She went back into her room asking me keep the vibrations going but at a low intensity. She reached for her pink vibrator from her nightstand, positions the camera so I could get a good view.
With one of my hands I controlled the Lush toggle as she positioned the tip of her vibrator against her clit. My other hand pumping my cock. We did this until we both orgasmed.
We stayed on the phone for a bit to talk. She built up a new fantasy of going out shopping by herself and then having me control the Lush while she was out in public.
Then it happened…
As the conversation went on, she must’ve been in her feelings. Perhaps it was the wine. What I thought was going to be two friends, mutually masturbating for each other had gone too far. She tells me that she’s really starting to develop feelings for me. Said that the sexual stuff was fun, but the fact that we spent long nights talking about anything and everything really attracted her to me. And to be honest, I was starting to develop feelings for her too. We just vibed really well.
However, reality set in and I panicked. It was every sense of the word “cheating” sans actually physically having sex with each other; I was emotionally cheating on my wife. Someone I do care about, someone that I love and is always there for me.
I knew I had to end it there.
Without getting into much more detail, since this story is already long, I had to let this woman down. It felt almost cold turkey. She needed time to think before we could even just text each other a greeting. We now on occasion text each other to say hi or to wish each other happy holidays, but the conversations are really short. We still comment and like each other’s posts.
I still get excited thinking about the sexual interactions I’ve had with this woman and even on occasion re-watch the screen recordings. I’ll likely be judged for being unfaithful. I tell myself that we fortunately never had physical sex. Although she visits family back in our town and even made plans to get together. But I’m glad it stopped before it got out of hand. Something my wife can’t ever know.
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My boyfriend of 8 months had his birthday last Friday. Im addicted to sex and I've been cheating on my boyfriend from week 3.... before his birthday dinner I was at a friend's house getting fucked. I only left because I was running late to the dinner. When I showed up I said it was work and traffic that made me late. I kissed my boyfriend and had a birthday dinner while another man's cum leaked into and stained my panties pretty badly. We also had sex later that night
My ex and I broke up a couple of days ago. I went to her apartment yesterday to get my stuff and I saw some used condoms in her trash can. We broke up like 3 days ago!!! I cannot believe it. To get my revenge and because I was furious, I took some of the unused condoms and poked a hole into them. (I know that she keeps them in a box by her bed). I did that while she was answering her phone (probably her new lover).
I've been secretly having sex with my aunts best friend. they're both 36 and I'm 26. they actually used to babysit me. one night my aunts friend got into a drunk argument with her fiancé and he left her at my aunts for the night. at that point it was just me and her left because he left and everyone else passed out so we went out side and talked. she talked about me as a baby and little kid and all that. there were times of not seeing her for a lot of years so when she said I look really hot all grown up wasn't weird. I told her she looked like she was still 20 and she blushed. this woman has had 3 kids and managed to keep an amazing figure. flat stomach and no marks from pregnancy. eventually we say close to eachother and ended up kissing very passionately. we were on the side of the house so we wouldn't get caught. we then went up stairs quietly and locked ourselves inside my cousins room and had sex as quietly as possible. we had sex for at least an hour. I had never experienced anything like it. when we were done we went down stairs for water and walked to the back yard and started kissing again. we had to sleep separately so no one knew what we did. no one knows to this day and even after all these years we still meet up and have sex. she's now married to the guy that left her alone with me that night. my favorite times are when he takes the kids on a camping trip for a few days. she never goes but I go there. I know it's wrong but she always reels me in and we even said I love you to eachotger a few times during climax. sometimes I really feel like I love her and she loves me but our relationship would destroy lives. so we stick to the affairs and secret meet ups.
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My boyfriend and I have basically been together for three years. Two years older than me, we met in Highschool. Let me just say, he's the love of my life. He's an ambitious and hard worker and cares passionately about me and my happiness. Not only that, but hes fantastic in bed. I've yet to meet a man that is a better fuck than he is. I'm very happy.
Last year, we took a break. We reached a very hard part in our relationship and consequently broke up for about 10 months. (We never stopped seeing eachother and never stopped fucking, so nowadays we just pretend the breakup didn't happen.)
However, in this time I hooked up with a friend of mine, L. First time happened at a party. We were both drunk, he was complaining about his girlfriend, I was complaining about being single, then suddenly we're making out and now I was bent against a tree. He was good at it too, smaller than what I was used to but the way he kissed me and the way he used his hands left me reminiscing for months. We would hook up a second time on New Years, four months later.
My boyfriend and I rekindled our relationship a month later, but the hook ups with L haven't stopped. Only a couple times, they've all been drunken escapades except for the most recent event, which went down with both of us sober. We spent the night at our friends house, fucked in the kitchen and shared a bed together. It was so nice.
Its been days since, and the guilt is eating me alive. I am in no way romantically attracted to L, and wish deeply to marry my boyfriend some day, but how can I say that when I'm cheating?? CHEATING!?. I feel awful about it, I want to be true to him and be faithful, but L and I just have this lustful connection I just can't say no to...
I cant imagine losing my boyfriend again, for real this time. I know if he were to find out, its game over. I just can't do that, its been my worst secret.
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