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I (female) found out three years ago that my ex boyfriend was cheating on me. Because he didn't know I found out, we met on that evening like every evening. I asked him about it and he said he was faithful.
As soon as he fell asleep, I got my cold wax strips out of my bag and stuck them everywhere, where he had hair; privat parts, head, back and on the chest. Then I left.
I haven't heard from him since.
A few years ago, when I was 15, there was a very nice but very big girl working at the same store. She and I always had a good rapport but she was about 5ft. 5in and weight about 260lbs. She had huge breasts, but the big size never did anything for me. She was 19 and had a 4 year old son by her 21 year old husband. He knocked her up at 14, married her and at 15 she had the baby. He beat her when he would drink which was several times a week. We worked several evening shifts together and many times were the only ones in the store. She knew I was a virgin, and would make sure every now and then that I could see her tits or even her hairy pussy. Then one time when we had the store locked and were cleaning up, she came into the storeroom and kissed me full on the lips. Not just a peck but a heated, passionate kiss. She said she'd wanted to do that for a long time, and I thanked her and returned her kiss with another. She backed off, and started taking off her dress, then her slip, bra and huge granny panties. She stood before me totally naked, huge tits with pink aureola and thick nipples that stood out about 1/2 inch. Her meaty pussy lips were half hidden under her belly but she lifted her belly for me to enjoy the full view of her black pussy hair, and there was plenty of that hair.
"I won't fuck you, I won't do that to my husband, but I want you to be the only other person who's seen me naked like this" she said
I moved over to her and kissing her again, placed my hand on her pussy, took my mouth to her left nipple, and whispered, then just let me feel what it's like. She let me finger her, and told me to put three fingers into her pussy while I sucked her massive tits, my teeth rolling around those big, rubbery nipples. She moaned and pulled my pants down, I took off my shirt and I knew I was getting my first piece of pussy. I didn't care that it was a fat married girl my cock was hard and wanted pussy.
"I won't let you fuck me" she said again
"Then what are we doing?" I asked
She said she'd suck me and started. I then laid her on the carpeted floor and lain next to her. She was grabbing at my cock and I at her tits and pussy.
"Let me just put it in to feel what one feels like, and to feel what your husband feels. I won't fuck you, only push in and just hold it" I asked
She said that was OK and laid back and spread her legs and closed her eyes. I got on top of her and pushed my 7 inches into her married, fat cunt. "Just hold it there, don't move it around" she told me.
I did just hold it there, telling her how wonderful she felt and that I was glad that she let me have my first feel of a pussy on my cock. She wanted to fuck but held back and made me pull out. As she was rolling over I saw that pink rosebud of her asshole.
"What about back her" I asked as I touched her asshole. "Does he do it to you back here"
"No, no one has ever done that to me" she commented
"What if we do it then? If he doesn't fuck you there, then it's not like you're taking something away from him, and it'll be a sort of mutual thing, two virgins fucking"
"No it will hurt" she said
Having had a cock up my ass once when very young and very unprepared, I vowed to never hurt anyone like that, and I told her I'd be gentle. She stood up and walked to the office totally naked, and got out a jar of Vaseline and rubbed some up into her asshole, and put some all over my cock. She then rolled over on her stomach and reached back and spread her butt cheeks exposing my target. I told her to roll on her back and she did pulling her legs up to give me a full view of her big tits, luscious mouth, hairy pussy, and that tight looking sphincter.
I leaned in kissing her and pushed my cock into her and inch at a time. Once it I gave her time to get used to it and she was through squeezing her ass muscles (which almost made me cum), I began slowly and gently pumping my cock into her ass.
"Is it like you thought? Do you like it this way?" she asked
"yeah, it's great. I liked your pussy too" I whispered back
"That's for my husband but my mouth is for both of you, and this. . . my ass, is only for you"
I kissed her and tweaked both her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and she started bucking and heaving, breathing heavily, and was actually cumming. That made me shoot off and I couldn't help it I found I was ramming my cock in and out of her to the hilt everytime, and going very fast but she was cumming. I shot rope after rope up into her. As I was doing that and kissing her with our tongues going crazy, I kept remember the man who fucked me, this was the way he was acting, this was what he was feeling, only I had a woman with a pussy behind me.
After that we had oral sex (she taught me how to eat pussy well) and anal sex. Every once in a while she'd let me stick my cock inside her pussy. She got to where she would sometimes get a bit demanding and would make me eat her pussy after her husband had fucked her. She liked getting rid of his sperm and liked making me eat it I think. Then I could always fuck her ass, hard and fast. Finally one of the times I was inside her pussy, I started pumping and she tried to make me stop. I held her arms down and fucked that fat cunt and came buckets into her. It was my first piece of pussy. Unfortunately I guess I raped her to get it. She stopped letting me fuck her for about a month, then we started in again, right as I was about to slip my cock into her asshole she reached down and put it in her pussy.
"Fuck me baby, fuck me like I'm your woman"
I did and after I shot another big load up her cunt, she told me she was pregnant and that he husband had been out of town during the time she could have been fertile, which means the baby was mine. I had gotten her pregnant while I was raping her pussy.
She stayed with her husband, which was good as I had lots of college plans, moving plans, and had plans of laying girls who weren't so damn fat in my future. During her pregnancy I got to nurse on her (and after as well) fuck her in the pussy or ass or mouth as my choosing, then about 3 months after the baby she quit. I went on to a great job, traveling internationally, have several svelte girlfriends, and never looked back. Though I can say that any woman who has not been a one night stand, has had to take it up the ass as well as the other two holes. I guess I'm an anal addict now, after all that was my first way of getting laid.
My best friend is lesbian she has a girlfriend and I have a bf but last night me and my bestie had sex I felt so guilty but it was so good we are like 13 tho and yk it was really wierd after that I really feel embarrassed and ashamed of myself for doing it with her I hope god can forgive
I’m 24yrs old and have been with my bf for 3yrs and have a child with him. Unfortunately due to some rough patches we’ve gone through and still kind of are going through , I feel I’ve lost all attraction to him. In fact I know I have because I am now cheating on him something I had always said I’d never do and have NEVER done... until now that is..
I met this guy who just blows my mind. We started hanging out as friends of course and he was well aware I had/have a bf. He respected our relationship as in he never tried to even flirt with me and we quickly became good friends. So much to the point I started expressing our problems to him ( yup it’s going there ) he of course and listened to me and whatever we continued to bond. Well one of my problems in my relationship is that I am not satisfied sexuallyand my bf refuses to try anything new so I become sexually frustrated.. and one night I was so horny and ( let’s call him Nick) Seemingly randomly Nick started to flirt with me. At this point I’ve been talking to him for a few months and have had a crush on him the entire time..without even really thinking about it I responded back showing I was clearly interested. Got to the point of telling him I’m tired of fucking myself to which he got me to confess that I would so let him fuck me in a heartbeat. Well ever since that night we’ve been sexting eachother and I’m dying for the day he gets here ( we don’t live in the same state ) to secretly fuck me. I’m still very much with my bf and he knows that but just wants to give me a good time I so desperately need. He’s coming to my state in a few months and I’ve never wanted someone to fuck me so bad I get wet just talking about it. Yes we literally have a whole week planned of cheating and I don’t think anything is going to change my mind. I just needed to get it off my chest somewhere because I can’t tell a single soul about this and I know he has no problem with this being a secret which just turns me on more.
I am finally free!!!!!
I am 22 years old and I cheating on my girlfriend who is 27 years old. And I do not regret anything. The only thing I regret is that I did not break up with her sooner.
We were together for three years and in the last year things turned sour. There was no affection, we did not sleep together, we did not hug or cuddle or kiss properly (only the "mandatory" hello/goodbye kiss). We only fought. Fought fought fought fought fought. About everthing and anything. I dearly missed being held or loved and that was why I was really sad and unhappy.
Then, I met a young woman in a chat room (she is 21). She experienced the same issue with her boyfriend. So, we decided to meet up and give each other the things we missed about our respective partners. We slept together (and it was the best sex I had IN YEARS) and we cuddled and I stayed the night.
We had breakfast in bed the next day, showered together and had sex again. It was glorious.
We both really needed that and we will defintiely see each other again.
I broke up with my girlfriend a few days ago and I just feel so relieved! It was the right choice. I am finally free again to enjoy my life to the fullest.
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’d appreciate if you would please comment and help a female I’m not sure what exactly to do in this situation..
I’m close very friends with someone who’s name is Connie, and I came to find out that she is talking to my ex boyfriend from HS who cheated on me with one of his friends while I stayed after school for art club activities. I’ve explained the betrayal he did towards me to Connie, who’s also friends with him and agreed what he did to me was wrong. My ex is now getting to know someone else although, Connie had the audacity to tell me that she stayed up late on the phone with him asking 21 questions, answering one of the questions and said. “I’ve never cheated on anyone..” By the end of their conversation he came to have a liking towards Connie and questioned if he should continue talking to the female he’s getting to know at the moment, which made Connie a second option and made her upset. Clearly he hasn’t changed or could make up his mind, so today I once again had to explain Connie that this is all wrong and I don’t appreciate her talking to him if he’s like that or should talk about him when I’m around. Before I could say anything else she told me to not get CRAZY with her and that they’re just friends. My gut and pain is tell me otherwise because this wasn’t the first time she tried getting friendly my ex’s and including their friends too..
My boyfriend asked me to be his girlfriend on my birthday weekend. I am his first so he is still learning how to fuck me right. He is not my first. The day he left me (its a long distance relationship) was day 3 of us together. I literally kissed him at the airport ad went to go fuck a friend from high school. On our one month anniversary (he celebrated it) I was at a tinder matches' house fucking. He believes I'm a perfect girlfriend. The only problem is he is too nice. He doesn't spank me or fuck me anally. He is learning new moves (me telling him) but I miss the days where I could get anal and be dominated like I am used to. I'm a slut. I love fucking. Hell I even slept with my best friends boyfriend and hook ups. But the mediocre is horrible. God if only he could grow a pair and fuck me hard.
I made multiple plans to have sex with other people and gone through with them even when I'm in a relationship
I am a manly gay. This story is real and it happened some years ago when I was working at my former workplace. I was just about 26 years old back then. Having a very nice boyfriend, I considered myself to be quite attractive and charming. There was a very good-looking colleague at my office. He was my senior and he was almost 10 years older than me. He also had his boyfriend, so let's call him Taylor. One day, unexpectedly, our department sent us to an oversea business trip along with another straight male colleague, so let's call him Arnold. During our trip, three of us had to share our bed together due to financial reasons. My fun story was about to happen. As Arnold took a bath, Taylor and I lied on the bed together but we still didn't sleep. Nothing happened yet, but I was thrilled and horny at the same time, because I always deeply expected to have some fun with Taylor. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he turned his side and kissed me so I decided to kiss him back passionately. We kissed like a crazy for few minutes, and then we started moving our hands and playing with each other's cock. I even sucked Taylor's cock to give him a pleasure. Noted that this happened, while Arnold was still in a shower. We maintained our silence while playing with each other until Arnold walked out from the bathroom. Both of us pretended to fall asleep and waited until our colleague became fully asleep on the other side of the bed. Now that Arnold was on the same bed as us, we started kissing and playing with our cocks again, but we tried to keep our voices as silent as possible. We were so turned on by the situation that our cocks became fully erected and heated. At one point, I was so horny that I decided to push Taylor's head to suck my cock and he was willing to do it so passionately. Finally, we decided to sneak to the bathroom and released our cum together. Until now, nobody but us knows exactly what happened during that trip. This includes Arnold and, of course, our boyfriends.
I am living in sin for several months now. I have a long distance relationship with my boyfriend and we only see each other every couple of months. We've been together for over 10 years now and I am now 25 years old. We promised each other our virginity and wanted to save each ourselves for the other one. I am pretty sure that he will propose to me on Christmas, the next time we see each other.
My secret is that I've been seeing some else since summer. And that is not the worst part. The person I am seeing is also a woman.
I don't know how it happened, but we met on the bus, started to talk and it was just like BOOM! I've never felt anything like this before. I, of course, still love my boyfriend to death, but with this woman... I feel complete, I feel so happy I never thought I could feel.
We went out for drinks rather quickly and that was the same night we shared our first kiss. It was electric. It was magical.
I know now that I am totally and irrevocable in love with her.
But that is not all... She doesn't know anything about my boyfriend either.
We have to keep our relationship secret, because my family is very very very religious and they would never talk to me again if they found out.
And they of course wouldn't talk to me anymore if they only knew that I cheated on my boyfriend.
Why am I writing this now? Because yesterday... yesterday was the first time we had sex. I do not feel bad for the sex itself because it was rather spectacular and I am more than happy that I had my very first time with her. But I feel bad that I am living a life full of lies and that I betrayed and cheated on my boyfriend, best friend since middle school...
I don't know what to do know. I know, someday everything will unravel, but I just don't know what to do....
I cheat on my wife with 3 other women because they let me fuck their butts and my wife doesn't. Yes, I was a total asshole and asked each one before we started if they'd let me do that. Two other women said no, so I didn't have sex with them. I only cheat because she won't let me buttfuck her.
I still have love for my ex-girlfriend. Eleven years ago, we broke up because she was cheating on me and just generally became a horrible person. We eventually made our peace, but I still think about her and have not been able to move on in my romantic life; I haven't had a girlfriend since her. Many years and mental energy have been wasted due to her actions and my inability to move on.
I fell in love with a lad who didn't want What i had wanted.
We were together for Two years He was a cheat & I was engaged to him twenty four caret enegment ring emerald and diamonds square cut . I had in the year 2017 wanted to have it pawned for Funds the friend of mine who had assited me stated it was not worth $120 only $20 so a cheaply inexspensive ring with low value for what it was worth at the time
A friend of mine in HS knew he was a cheat Cause he hadphyiscally touched a friend of mine who I had corresponded eith frequently She even had stated to me what he did Joshua G would get on the defense line when he was Put on the mark for what he did
my partner and i don’t have sex or sext at all anymore because their ocd causes them intense discomfort when talking about sex - i’m a very hypersexual person, but also i’m fine with masturbating as that’s how i got along before this. however i keep getting tempted to make accounts on stuff like adultfriendfinder and grindr just to receive offers to have sex - even if i did, i don’t have any interest in having sex with others or following through with these offers or anything at all, i just get very turned on at the feeling of being wanted sexually, which, obviously, i don’t experience in any way anymore.
i don’t plan to cave to that occasional mid-masturbation temptation, but if i did, is that cheating? (it is, right?) am i a bad partner? what do i even do? it’s not their fault that they can’t have or talk about sex at all, so it’s not like there’s an issue they can fix or something they’re doing wrong. sometimes i masturbate to the thought of going to a gloryhole or otherwise having anonymous sex and just saying nothing about it, but i wouldn’t do that to them. i just don’t know what to do man.
(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 bf and I have very boring sex and I don't think I've ever been that into him. I won't even let him play with my tits.
I've been seeing a man I've met down the gym. He's so hot and the sex is so intense and rough. I let him go to town on my tits (and let him cum all over them)
I'm married for 3 years. In this relationship for 7 years. My husband is my first and the only sexual partner. I always had a rich imagination and could imagine anyone while I'm having sex with him. It was all fine... But now the curiosity "how it could be with someone other" becomes crazy and I really think about cheating. I feel desire when I meet someone handsome in the street, or with his friends. I even don't notice how I get to the flirty mood. I'm afraid I'll give up sooner or later.
I know my girlfriend cheated on me. She denied it completely, but I just know. She's not the type to forgive and forget, she's the type to do the same thing I did. It bothers me because in the end at least I was honest that I did it, but she was not. I had to hear it from someone else.
When I was 15, I got asked to be in my cousin’s wedding—my first time as a bridesmaid. Our tea-length bridesmaid dresses had a low, scoop neckline that wasn’t especially revealing on the three older, smaller-chested bridesmaids who barely had any cleavage but, on me, it bared my rather big and blindingly white boobs to anyone who cared to look—which lots of guys did, and I could do nothing about. (Mom had bought me a pretty lace push-up bra and panty set for the occasion.)
The groomsman I was paired with to escort me down the church aisle was 30, big-muscled and really good looking. My boyfriend (16) and my parents were also at the wedding, but my groomsman kept checking me out anyway, especially my embarrassingly jiggly boobs, and it made me feel both self-conscious and kind of sexy.
After the reception dinner, my boyfriend (who didn't really know anyone) wanted to ditch the wedding stuff and use the hotel pool, but I was obligated to stay, where I danced and flirted with my muscly groomsman, pressing my rather exposed boobs against his chest during the slow dances and feeling his reaction as he got hard down there, grinding me a couple times. I got served champagne by waiters fooled by my boobs and bridesmaid attire into thinking I was 21, and ended up a little tipsy. My new friend amused himself by slipping cold ice cubes from his whiskey down my cleavage when no one was looking, then snuck me up the elevator to his room where we got naked and into his bed, ready to get to know each other better.
I thought we might have a quickie, but he took his sweet time with me. Pinned underneath him and probably half his weight, I wasn’t going anywhere, though I worried my absence at the reception would soon get noticed. He feasted on my boobs like he hadn’t just had dinner, then fucked me for well over an hour without using any protection. I had always made my boyfriend wear a condom, but had to admit it felt damned good and more intimate without that artificial barrier between us. His big-chested, broad-shouldered physique and all those rippling muscles were a refreshing change from my boyfriend’s slim build, and his reproductive equipment was a lot bigger and thicker, too. He went deep into me, filling me up, and I climaxed with him right away.
He kept going, and it was fun and intense and I got a few more orgasms out of the deal, and then he worked up to a strong, sweaty finish and finally came inside me just as I was coming, too. I felt him throbbing, then the weird, wild sensation of him shooting semen into me without a condom—it felt intimate—and I was glad I’d made him come, and that we came together. Sharing an orgasm with him made me feel like we were bonded, and we stayed in bed, kissing and squeezing each other. He got hard and wanted to fuck me again, but I feared I might already be in trouble, so I slipped my sweaty bod out from under him and gathered my dress and underthings and put myself back together, fighting him off all the while as he kept pulling me toward the bed.
Back in my dress and downstairs at the reception, I rejoined my mom and my aunt who, noticing my damp, messy hair and sweat-soaked boobs, asked if I was having a good time, figuring I must have been doing a lot of dancing. My timing was perfect as my boyfriend had just returned when the pool closed for the night. I felt naughty and kind of sexy knowing I had this guy’s sperm still swimming inside me, some of it leaking out and running down my thigh, though nobody noticed.
I worried a little that my boyfriend would somehow find out, and worried a whole lot more when I missed my next period, got a test and found myself pregnant. But I was a lucky girl and miscarried a few weeks later, and my parents and boyfriend never knew a thing! I never told anyone (until now), and still fondly remember my hookup with the hot groomsman on that wild wedding night seven years ago.
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