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I am a woman in a relationship . I love my boyfriend so much and he does love me as well. He has a good white collar job but I work as an attendant in a cafe. I became friends with this guy who worked at the shop next to mine. He was funny, made me laugh and always joked about me leaving my boyfriend for him. I laught the topic off. Usually when we close the shop it's 12 am and no much people are around. One day things got a bit I tense and we had a quickie sex in my shop behind the counter table. It was awkward that we didn't even talk while leaving the food court. My boyfriend picked me up. He had no idea I just did it with another man. I was guilty . He touches me when we are in the car , but I cudnt let him because I was we down there with this other man's cum dripping out of my vagina. I felt so guilty buy the experience was so exciting. At the food court we still talk, it's awkward and we don't bring the topic and pretend nothing happened. However , I am not sure if I can resist myself doing it again if I get the chance to .
This story may be long so please bear with me. I have been with my husband for 15 years and married for close to 10 years. Halfway throughout our marriage I was diagnosed with an illness which decreased my sex drive. I also have no kids due to my illness. Because of my low sex drive I would mostly say no to my husband if he wanted to have sex. Sex would occur maybe once a month of maybe every few months. One day while watching TV I grabbed my husband's phone to look at some pictures that he took and he immediately took back his phone and started acting suspicious. My husband is a very bad liar so I knew instantly that he was hiding something. He confessed and showed me all the porn that he had been watching. I was so upset at him and cried because I felt betrayed. If he told me he was into porn I would have been okay with it and watched as well, I guess it was the sneaking behind my back that made me upset the most. Months went by and I could feel my hormones starting to change. I was always horny. This time when I wanted to have sex my husband never had the time (he works 2 jobs and gets exhausted). 1 night we made the plan to have sex when he got home, but it never happened. When he left for work I started watching porn but it did nothing for me. I then began to masturbate, but again nothing. I decided to go online and sex chat with strangers to see how it would make me feel. I chatted with a few guys and the feeling was incredible. Made me feel so bad. I would take sexy pictures and rejoice every time I received a compliment on my hott body. I felt wanted, which is the exact feeling I was longing for. I then began chatting with this new guy. He was different. He was funny and cute and also married and feeling lonely in his marriage. With him it wasn't about the sex it was more emotional. For me, I have an amazing relationship for my husband so i was purely looking for something sexual. I spoke to this guy for a month and finally decided that we should meet. I would wake up in the morning and my husband would tell me how beautiful I was and how lucky he was to have me. A week before meeting the other guy I started feeling knots in my stomach knowing that I couldn't betray my husband. I ended up coming clean to my husband one night after dinner. I told my husband about how I was going to meet a stranger to make out and told him it was because I was feeling unwanted from him. My husband was so graciously understanding and did not get upset at me. More than anything he was trying to understand where all of this was coming from. He kissed me and told me he was glad I came clean and that he would never be able to tolerate it if I actually cheated because he has too much self respect to stay with me. He said "if you ever cheat on me, I never want to know. If I know, I will leave you, and I never want to leave you". I stopped chatting with the other guy at this point and started to work on my marriage. Things were starting to get really good, but in the back of my mind I couldn't forget that rush I felt from talking to a strange man and have him admire my body. A few weeks after confessing to my husband I was back online. I started talking to this guy who was also married but with kids. He was looking for an NSA relationship just like me. He was so smooth with his words and somehow convinced me to meet him a week after we started chatting. I was at my friends bachelorette party and planned on meeting him in a McDonald's parking lot for a quick make out session before heading home. I get into his car and kept hearing him tell me how hott I was. He made out for 10 minutes, he even offered to lick me down south but I refused. As soon as I got home I was so turned on and ended up having the best sex imaginable with my husband. I continued talking to this guy and he turned out to be a decent human being. We would talk daily for 4 weeks and met up 3 times just to make out. One day after much thinking I decided to end things and told him I had to work on my marriage. He asked if we could meet one last time and i agreed that we could meet on his birthday. This guy had a way with his words and it was so hard to say no. So yesterday I went to see him, but this time it was in a hotel. I bought the sexiest outfit and lingerie I could find. He was so passionate. He kissed every part of my body and even did things I wouldn't allow my husband to do. I gave him a bj and made him cum within a matter of seconds. He called to check up on his kids and they weren't well so he wasn't able to get hard in time for us to actually have sex. But what we did enjoy was 3 hours of passion and I can't get it out of my mind. I am ashamed to say that i woke up this morning feeling no regret. I love my husband and will spend the rest of my life making it up to him. I will also take this secret with me to the grave. I guess the reason for my confession is to know how I could move forward. How can I make things better? A million thoughts and emotions have been running through my mind all day and I know in my heart that my husband deserves better. I know I'm a cheater, but that's not the only label that defines me. I love my husband more than I love my own mother. I always think about all the years I deprived him of sex, yet he still never cheated on me...and here I was after a few months of neglect going off and having an affair. He is my best friend and i could never imagine my life without him. I know he deserves better. How can I make myself better and worthy of him? I no longer speak to the other guy, but how can I stop myself from getting tempted again? I would appreciate some honest advice.
#cheating #confession #husband #wife #sex
When me and my boyfriend first started having raw sex, I gave herpes to him not knowing I had herpes and I still feel guilty about that because he always talk about it. He’s given me an STD TWICE ! And every time I bring up him cheating on me and giving me and STD , he throws it in my face. The difference between my situation and his situation is that I didn’t go CHEAT and brought it back to him and he literally went and got head from another dirty bitch and brought me back trichomoniasis . My situation is this, me and him we’re starting a relationship and he decided to take off the condom. I didn’t know I had herpes because before me and him met I was promiscuous so when me and him got together I stopped doing what I was doing . He literally went and cheated on me while we were together and gave me an STD. I FEEL mostly bad about my situation because I gave him something he can’t get rid of because of my PAST and who I was . We both did terrible in this relationship and in two weeks it’s gonna be three years since we’ve been together and these years have been STRESSFUL, HARD, depressing. He put me down like it’s sooo much stuff this man has put me through. I’m 21 and he’s 28 and he manipulates me and controls me and my money smh
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.
Last night I cheated on my husband with a 23 year old man. I'm 49 and loved every second of it.
We met at a club and went back to his place. We were all over each other before we even got in the door.
The sex was fantastic and he pushed every button in just the right way.
We're keeping in touch.
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.
Always have found my secretary sexy and pretty. She's married to the biggest asshole. When i heard rumors her husband was cheating on her, jumped on opportunity to hit on her. Sure enough, 2 weeks later we were fucking in my office often. She told me it was only revenge sex and I was of course okaaaay with that. 3 years later here we are still having a healthy very sexual lustful relationship. Both of us married.
is that I have a sex addiction and I happened to speak to a porn star via twitter. She then came to my town and I asked to see her. She said ok, and I met her and her husband and the next thing you know, she's blowing me and then we both bang the shit out of her. Best day of my life!!
I'm married, 31 and I have kids. We live across from the local high school. I work from home and my wife works away. I noticed some of the girls walking past daily, and soon started chatting with them. Before long, we got very friendly. Two friends, both in grade 10 knew my son, so we had lots to talk about. With a little effort, one of them came to visit, sexy, big boobs for her age, tall and friendly. I kept flirting, and landed the occasional hand on the shoulder. Told her I'd be back now, and called her after a while. When she walked in, I was stroking my cock. Soon I was ramming her tiny pussy, hard, forcefully. It turned into a 4-times weekly thing. I'd love for her to get pregnant, and love to dominate her, inflicting pain, forcing her, and also getting her tied up. I'm sure I'll get caught eventually, but a young schoolgirl tied, helpless, calling me daddy and begging me hurt her as I please, is worth more than the shit I'd get. I get off on hurting her, especially slapping her and biting her all over. Last week I punched her, hard, in the face and on her tit, and she cried! I fucked her hard and sent her home. Her folks saw the marks and she got big trouble. Love it
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I'm leaving my wife today. She doesn't know it yet. I said I forgave her the first time she cheated. I tried to and I wanted to. She did it again. Im done.
I’ve convinced my crush to cheat on his girlfriend with me. I played with his emotions until he didn’t know who to choose, now we’re arranging to meet up. I don’t regret it.
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.
Some years back I got to live out one of my fantasies. When I was in HS I met a girl and instantly fell in love. We dated at the end of my senior year but ended up breaking up a bit later. Some time goes by and we date again but we broke up yet again, I couldn't get over her no matter what but we'd also never had sex. A few months later she during a summer break (she was still in HS) we got closer when I lived where she was staying for a few months to be there with her, we ended up fooling around a lot and it really felt like we were a couple but soon after she started school back up she got a boyfriend and I was devastated. I also now had way more fantasies about her because of the fooling around, I remember one particular time when she just rubbed my dick all over her face through my thin shorts it was so fucking hot hearing her panting and breathing hard while doing that, then me trying to go down on her from behind with her in the fetal position. After she got that boyfriend we kind of fell off for a while and she went on to be in different friend circles than she use to be, I'd see her here and there when she was single mostly but we never seemed to get as close as we had been to my despair. Then one day she told me she was getting married, she got married, moved to and adjacent state and became pregnant. I became a door to door salesman for a while and left the state too traveling with the company, during my travels I ended up getting a lot more sexual experience that I thought I'd get in a lifetime. Some years later I left that job as I was no longer satisfied with it and felt unappreciated for my efforts. Her husband was in the military and as it turns out he'd been deployed and she was staying at her in-laws to not be alone with their now toddler child. We had stayed in touch here and there as friends but it always ate me up inside.
So one day we were reminiscing about the past and she invited me over, she said nobody was home for the weekend and another friend was also gonna be there so she wouldn't be alone the whole weekend, this friend was also another ex of mine. When we all hang out we all three reminisced about the old days and just have fun in the big empty house, we'll call the first one T and the other one L. It seemed a bit clear that the L who was single was trying to do something with me, she wore a skimpy outfit and kept trying to get my attention but I was more interested in T, who, noticing what L was doing wanted to get my attention too. We ended up hanging out there all day, I at one point cuddled with T while L just watched TV. At night L decided she wanted to go to bed and seemed pretty frustrated so T told her to take one of the rooms as it was at that moment a spare anyway. T and I laid down on the couch together spooning, instantly making my dick very hard. She kept teasing me the entire time which is something I remembered fondly of her from the old days so it made it that much hotter. After a bit I ended up drifting off to sleep holding her with my dick still hard pushing up against her. All of a sudden I'm woken up feeling T's amazing plump ass pushing up against me over and over really hard and fast just rubbing my dick, as I start opening my eyes I notice her breathing really hard panting. I wake up with my mind blank, I can't think of anything I can't do anything other than breath insanely hard and feel her up against me. She notices I woke up and I'm sure we talked a bit while doing this but I can't recall any of it, I was so entranced it felt like I was an animal it was so raw. At some point she gets on top of me and rubs up against me more, then she takes off her shorts and is grinding me like that. She finally pulls up off of me and takes my dick out, or maybe she pulled my pants completely off I don't even remember I wasn't paying attention, I could have been completely naked or fully clothed and I wouldn't have noticed either was, this was a dream come true and nothing else was on my mind I couldn't think. She's still teasing me and as she starts to lower herself I just thrust up hard trying to get my cock inside of her, she moves up and tells me to relax I thrust up a bit more and realize she won't let it in until I relax so I reluctantly relax. T slowly lowers herself and I feel her pussy sliding down my cock. It is the most amazing feeling, she had the best pussy I'd ever felt in my life. I'm just sitting there waiting for her because I don't want her to stop. She's sitting on me now with my cock fully inside of her and she starts moving. She makes one grinding motion and I instantly felt myself on the verge of cumming, and it was going to be a big one. She notices my face, and stops, I couldn't help but blurt out "woah". I'd never felt anything like that, before this, no woman had ever been able to even make me enjoy when they rode me, I always had to stop them and take control, but this, this was something else. I told her, "hang on I'm about to cum" so she stopped until I was more relaxed. I ended up turning her on her back and going to town on her for a while that way on her in-law's couch, but it was getting too loud and T was afraid L would hear and catch us so we went to her in-laws room and had sex on their bed. It was honestly the best sex I'd ever had, part of it was the fantasy, part of it was how open we'd always been talking about sex even if we never had it before. The next day L left early and T and I fooled around some more in some of the other rooms. We noticed the next day that she'd cut her knee open a bit while she was on top riding me on the couch, I told her it would be a reminder of this and she agreed. For years she had the scar and I would always ask her about it when talking to her. She ended up moving abroad for a while, but we still talk. One day, I'm definitely going to get some of that amazing pussy again and have my dick completely melt in her, I'll definitely be going raw and cumming in her, it's already in the works, I'll make sure to write about it after it happens.
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Yesterday, I played Monopoly with my girlfriend. I cheated and took more money than I gave her.
Nonetheless, she won. :(
#monopoly #girlfriend #cheat #money #confession #game
I was visiting a relative without my wife in a large city and had 2 free days. I went on a popular free dating site (not a fuck buddy site) just to see if I could connect with someone. I accurately describe myself as in my mid 50s, fit, athletic, and married visiting the city. Now this is a very large city. I really was not expecting to connect but about noon I get a message with a phone number to call. I call her and she has a thick spanish accent, clearly english is her second language. We chat a while and I explain I'm in town for a few days and I am looking for a playmate to be together naked, enjoy each others bodies, NSA. it is hard to understand her with her accent. She gives me her address and says to come over. So I look up her address and since I have no car I need to take public transportation. It will take at least 90 minutes to get to her. That means 90 minutes to get back and I don't have enough time. I text her and tell her I can't make it that afternoon, could we meet first thing the next morning. She right away responds yes. Now I'm pretty excited. I could hardly sleep that night, early the next morning I get up, take the transportation as she described and arrive at her building, I take the elevator up, knock on her door and there she is. About 5 ft tall, not slender but nice curves and beautiful boobs. She welcomes me in. She gives me a glass of water and we sit on her couch and talk. I ask if I can kiss her and she says she likes to be kissed. As we are kissing she asks me about my wife and says she is not sure we should do it because of my wife. I explain that I won't tell my wife if she doesn't. We kiss some more. Within a minute I have her blouse and bra off. Now from the time I knocked on the door to her being topless was about 5 minutes. We go hand in hand to her bedroom and undress each other. She tells me she loves 69 so onto the bed we went, her at the head of the bead on her back, me facing down with my face in her pussy, her mouth on my cock. We played, tasted, licked, touched for quite a while, eventually we turn around and proceed to have sex in at least 5 positions. It was awesome.
We cuddled, took a shower and washed each other off. and I was off. Now I visit this city to see my relatives and I have visited my friend 10 or 15 times since. I asked her once, why did she give me her address and phone number 5 minutes after talking to a total stranger on the internet. She said she prayed to God for a good man and right then she got my message to meet. I think she liked it as I have seen her many many times and each time, we are in her bed naked within 5 minutes of me knocking on the door. 69 for the first few minutes then every position of sex we can think of and get our bodies into. God is good, and I ask no forgivness. It was really fun.
#infidelity #sex #stranger #69 #cheating
Im in a relationship with my boyfriend for almost 2 years. But he's working abroad. Thus, we are physically far from each other. I have cheated on him for several times with different men. I love him so much but its the physical affection I couldnt bear. I am longing for his touch thus I find this kind of longing to other people that results me into cheating on him. I dont let my infidelities turn into full blown sex, it would just be heavy kissing, touching and petting. I feel terribly bad about it. Hes doing his part as my boyfriend and soon to be fiance but I feel like I fail him. He doesnt know about my infidelities because I know that would shatter his heart into many pieces. And I cant bear to hurt him more for I love him dearly. I just want to stop cheating on him. And I just dont want him far away from me, I feel weak and vulnerable. Please help me out. I really feel sorry.
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 had sex with my friend's girlfriend. My friend and her once had sex in my room, so she knew where I stayed. I invited her over on Valentine's day after school, my friend was out of the country at that time, and we just went for it. Great sex, she is very gorgeous and we have kept this secret for a long time now. After some months, my friend got another girl and I also had sex with her also after they had dated for 2 weeks. He knows about this one though, and he has been chasing my girlfriend and exes but failing. I feel bad.
I’m married and I have been cheating on my wife for the last 11 years. I just can’t stop. I have a serious problem. I enjoy thst im able to have sex with other women. One of those women is my mistress. Been with her for the last five years. We’ve tried ending it and we always come back together. Especially now that she is single. Btw her partner of 8 years is a woman. They have broken up and it turns me on so much. She’s all mine now.
I'd like to confess something BIG.
I share a flat with my best friend (both M/22). He is in a relationship with the horrendous and absolutely terrifying bitch walking the earth. No one of our friends understands why he is still with her. She treats him terribly, always making condescending remarks, she even slapped him once!
We all tried talking to him reasonably to see that he could do so much better, but to no vain. So, we kind of agreed that he would eventually get it himself.
Oh well... everything came a bit differently than we had thought.
I was out drinking with some friends in a pub (best mate not with us as he had to attend to her mayesty's call aka 'the bitch') and I got quite drunk and actually managed to hook up with this beautiful girl.
We were both intoxicated but somehow managed to end up back at my place. We had sex twice and once more in the morning and then she left, also leaving me her number (I am yet to call her). After my sex-induced haze (still in bed at this point) I noticed that I was actually not in MY bed. But in my flatmate's. I had to have been rather pissed for not noticing.
Oh well. I did not think much of it, simply went to my room and got some more sleep.
Sometime while I was sleeping my flatmate got home and half an hour later his devilspawn followed.
I woke up to shouting and screaming.
To make a long story short: I left my used condoms in my mate's room and his "girlfriend" found it and thought he was cheating on her in the half hour it took her to get to his place. She wouldn't listen to his reasoning that he could not have had sex with another girl in that short period of time. And especially not three times (we had sex three times remember).
She screamed some more, threw some pillows and stuff around, but finally left exclaiming that she was done with him and not to contact her ever again. Before she left she told (or rather shouted) that she never loved him and cheated on him quite often in the last year.
He was gobsmacked at first and couldn't fathom what just happened. After the initial shock he deduced that those must have been me condoms. I actually thought he would be mad. But he thanked me. Really, he THANKED ME.
Yeah mate, you dodged a bullet there.
You're welcome.
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