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I've always been the sensitive guy when it comes to relationships. so if a girlfriend of mine cheats on me. it really does hurt me alot, and it would take me a long time for me to handle all that pain but here's a story of how I did enjoy my lover cheating on me:
I've been dating this girl for a couple months now. well, she isn't my girlfriend, and she's hiding from me why she doesn't want me to be her boyfriend. and I kinda didn't mind. cause she was a bit different than most girls and she change the way I look at things. and not digging too deep into it was my way of saying thanks for changing the way I look at things, and we always had sex whenever she comes over. and then I found out she was dating another man. so rather than confronting her. I decided to just befriend the guy and find out things about him and her. I used a fake account to do it on facebook and chatted with him, and I found out that she was actually married to the guy. it was a surprise to me. cause her profile has no trace of her being married. and I don't know why. but that made me feel a little better, I didn't know why. but the thought of being a guy that a girl uses to cheat on her lover sounds like an honor or something. it was weird. I always get cheated on.... but never the guy who was used to cheat on their lover. I felt empowered.... confident even. is this the feeling of cheating? cause its amazing.
anyway, after finding out all that. I decided to tell her what I learned, so the first time she arrived. I told her. she was crying and telling me this is all wrong and this isn't the way she wanted me to know. she actually thought I was angry that she didn't tell me. but for me, its the opposite. I didn't play the victim of cheating this time... I get to play the best part. So I told her that I didn't mind at all. and we talked and all that. and um... we had sex. a couple of times, cause the thought of me fucking a married woman just for some reason turns me on even more. she keeps changing the way I look and making me discover more about myself. and I loved her for it. and it just keeps getting better and better. one time I went to her house when her husband wasn't around and we fucked in their bed. I guess its true... stealing a man's wife on their bed is the best feeling. but that wasn't enough. I became good friends with the guy and actually decided to turn that friendship into a real thing. and one time when I was over their house. the guy was too busy watching something and I fucked his wife in their kitchen. it was a quickie cause we didn't want to get caught. but it was the best feeling ever. its like I was living in a porn movie.
but good things comes to an end. she decided it was bad that she keeps cheating on her husband. after like... 3 years of us doing it and not getting caught. but oh well, its time to move on I guess. but there's still some instance where my "friend" invites me over and his wife is one tease away from going on her knees and sucking my cock. but yeah. thats my story, we still haven't gotten caught yet.
Me and my girlfriend have been together for about 8 years now. We started dating around the age of 14. She was my first girlfriend, and I was her first "serious" boyfriend. Not that she was sleeping around, she just had a few other "playground boyfriends." Ie, non serious. But thats besides the point. We were dating for about 2 years, when her family moved to another town. We were both still pretty young, and our parents didn't think we'd last, so obviously, with us not driving yet, it was pretty difficult to see each other. We tried though. Even that far apart I couldn't help but feel how much I loved her. We took any chance we could to see each other. Always had things to talk about. Constantly joked about marriage and kids and all that.
She started seeing me less and less though. She started having plans with other people, and not wanting to talk to me as much. She told me about this new guy she had been hanging out with. Told me not to worry about it. They were just friends. And I believed her. She never let me meet the guy, but I figured it was conflicting schedules or something. About a year after she first started hanging out with him, she called me crying She had been cheating on me for the past 6 months, and had gotten pregnant from this other guy. (I mean, you all saw that coming, right?)
So we break up. I'm heart broken, and my parents are making me feel worse, telling me they were glad she cheated, so that I could finally get a good girlfriend (ie, one they approved of). I didnt care if people thought it was just a stupid adolescent love affair. I loved her. I was committed to her. And she completely betrayed me.
I didnt date the rest of high school. I was deeply depressed, and very stuck in my own head. I didnt talk to anyone. I failed all my classes, and started getting into drugs. The only reason I even graduated was because I got stuck in a work release program, and most of my grade was given to me by my store manager. Took me about 2 years to get over her. Took a little longer than I had hoped, because I found out she had changed her last name to his, which kind of re opened some wounds.
I just started dating this girl. Nothing serious. Its been about 2.5 years since the break up. I wasn't wanting anything too serious. We weren't even having sex. The occasional kiss was all we shared. And that was fine with me. But one day my Ex called. She wanted to see me and catch up. So I went, thinking nothing of it. Or at least telling myself that.
We've been back together ever since. I am raising her ex boyfriends son with her now. Its been almost 3 years. I shouldn't have let it get this far, because I hate the idea of raising another mans child. I mean not that hes a bad kid, he just kind of wouldn't exist if his mother hadn't fucked another dude... He looks up to me. He loves me. Now I'm more of a Father figure to him than his own Father (whos gone on to have 4 other kids, btw)... But I secretly hold this anger towards the son were raising. I know its not fair. And I know he isnt old enough to understand.. But I don't want him. I love them both very much, but I don't want them. Especially his mother... She is great, and nice and pretty and hard working. Always talking about how good weve become at being parents. But I just dont feel the same towards her anymore...
Like I said, its been almost 3 years of feeling this towards both of them... The only reason we havent broken up is because Im too scared of another 2 year heart break. And because I dont want her son to feel like it is his fault. Its not fair to any of us. But I cant bring myself to end it with her.
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.
my ex wife cheated, I confronted her and kicked her out of the house. I set up my rifle and watched this guy eat lunch. I had the rifle on his head and safety off, my finger on the trigger and pressing. I came very close to shooting him but knew I would be found.
I planned a set up where I would tie her in a chair and make her watch as I executed her family one by one. The only thing that saved them was my love for her little sister. She thought of me as a father figure and did not deserve to die.
I thought of suicide myself and just ending it all.
I did not kill anyone and just found someone new. I have a great wife I can trust and children I am very proud of.
I cheated on my boyfriend once. We have been together for seven years. It hurts me to think about it, but one more time, I ask for forgiveness and to forget it from my mind forever.
I barely knew the guy. I was 18 and I had only ever had sex with my boyfriend. I began feeling like I was missing out, that maybe I wanted to try with someone else once. I regret it. I pretend it never happened. My boyfriend started to make me dinner. I told him I was going out for a little while to get away and think. I met the guy. I didn't actually plan on going home with him, but when he showed up, he was really nice and we got along well. My boyfriend texted me a picture of the dinner he made and told me it was ready and asked if I was coming home.
I curse at myself for not going straight home. If I could rewind, I would have never left that day, I would have never contacted that guy, and I would have stayed home with my boyfriend and ate the dinner he made me.
The guy told me he would never make me do anything I didn't want to do. But I went with him anyway. I told myself I would just hang out for a little while. It had been three hours and I was debating in my head if I would do it or not. I told myself that I was already there and that I should just get it over with so I could have that experience and so I could find out if I really wanted to be with my boyfriend. I ended up having sex with the guy and by the time it was over it was past midnight. I did not even really enjoy it. The guy asked if I wanted to stay over, but he said that the only thing was that he would have to wake up early the next morning for something he had to do. I said no and he drove me home, and thank god he did!
When he was driving me home we passed by my house and I saw my boyfriend waiting outside, staring at his phone. I looked at my phone and realized that he had sent me a whole bunch of messages and calls, my mom, brother, and dad had called. I told the guy to drop me off a block away from my house and I went home.
When my boyfriend saw me walking around the corner, I could tell he had been crying. He started crying again. It broke me into a million pieces to see him that way. He was shaken and he was worried. He was so happy to see me home. He told me that he had called my mom and dad and everyone we knew, he had even called the cops. I noticed that he had not even touched the dinner that he made me, it sat cold on the stove. It hurt even more. The cops came by to ask if everything was okay and i was forced to call my mom and dad who were states away and tell them everything was okay. They had been ready to come pick me up.
At first I told my boyfriend that I had met some friends in town and that they had wanted to hang out and my phone was on silent. (that story is mainly for my family) but I ended up telling him about the guy because he had gone through my messages and saw pictures of him. I told him it was just a friend I had met and that he was gay, because he really did seem to be gay. He had been a male model but he wasn't gay. He just looked like it.
Unfortunately it didn't stop there, it happened once more when my boyfriend had gotten mad because I didn't want him to meet the guy. It lasted maybe three to five minutes so I regretted that even more. We ended up moving back to my home state of New Jersey because our jobs had failed. Once back in our home state, things got better. We should have never left. It was almost as if it never happened. But I started thinking about it again and I was sad. My boyfriend would comfort me without knowing what was really wrong.
I thought maybe he didn't know. So tonight, I told him I don't like to think about that time. And he kind of understood. It was like an unspoken agreement. I told him I loved him so much and I would never ever hurt him like that. He trusts me a lot. And I brought up that incident and I couldn't believe my ears at what he said.
I knew that he had done something similar in the beginning of our relationship and he was so guilty he cried for hours and he stopped talking to any other girls and wouldn't even go near them. That is how I am now but with all the guys.
He told me that sometimes he thinks about that time away from our home in New Jersey and that he wonders if anything did happen with me and that guy, but he told me that whenever he thinks about that time, he knew that even if anything DID happen between me and that guy, he reminds himself that I had come home to HIM and I have never gone out again. He trusts me even more now that I have gotten it out of my system and I know deep in my heart that I would never do anything like that again. If I ever think about having sex with anyone other than my boyfriend, it disgusts me. I love him so much and we plan on getting married.
I am happy once again. Other girls may be debating on doing this (please don't make this mistake if you truly love the guy you're with, but then again sometimes you have to know for sure. All I ask is that you never cheat on your husband. Because you have already made that permanent commitment.), and other girls may look at this and call me a slut. I don't care, I know who I am and what kind of person I am. I am a good person who truly had a lapse during that time and I truly know that I fucked up. I know that I will never do it again. My boyfriend and I want to get married. Some people may scoff at that, but again, I couldn't care less. Fuck 'em I say. He is happy with me and trusts me completely and I am happy with him and trust him completely. For those people who think I will probably do it again, I will prove you wrong. In fact, you already are wrong.
My wife of 14 years is a fat cow. She's about 5ft. 6in, weighs about 220lbs. She has F cup tits and a big, loose, hairy pussy. I force her to do sex things she doesn't want because she turned so fat and ugly. When she was young and hot I did anything she wanted, now it's her turn. When she disobeys me I make her take her punishment. She must put her hands behind her back and lean over at the waist. I then punch her tits from side to side really hard, full force with my fists. They get bruised and I usually end by fucking her from behind.
I have now bought an old cow milker, and hook up her udders to it and make her get milked by the machine for 30 minutes every day. Her nipples have gotten huge, her clit is next.
I've been in a relationship once and we broke up last year!!!
He already had a gf and was cheating on me !! My friends warned me, but I didn't listen to them 'cause I really trusted him more than anyone But then my friends started pressurising me to ask my bf regarding this matter, and yes...i did ask him atlast !! He said that it was his ex who came back to his life and he realised that he really loved her and still do... He didn't want to hurt me and that's why he didn't tell me the truth !!! We obviously broke up after that....
Now I think he has totally forgotten me, but i still love him as much as i did when we were in a relationship!!!! I can't forget him
I am a 39 yr old gay guy. I did however get married at 23. I was trying to be something I wasn't and wanted to be "normal". When I went to talk to my soon to be father in law to ask him if I could marry his daughter, his answer was surprising. My father in law was a former marine, decorated war hero, he was about 56 at the time and he was kinda hot. He was 5'8, about 175 pounds, very toned and athletic. He told me after speaking with him that he needed some time to think about it. So he asked me to stay a while and talk some more. We talked about my job, school, the service, the war, etc. After about 4 hours of chatting he retreated to his room to take a shower, so I figured our chat was over and prepared to leave but he invited me to stay for dinner as it was just him there at the house for the next few days. I waited for him to come back and sat there on the couch. He came back in about 20 minutes in his robe. He evidently did not decide to wear anything under it and sat down on his recliner opposite me. His robe opened a bit and I could see his member. It was a nice size not too big but looked thick. I guess he noticed me looking and adjusted himself and his robe. We continued talking and he got up to go get dressed. I sat there thinking about his dick and got hard, really hard. I tried to calm down before he got back. He came back about 5 minutes later dressed in a t shirt and flannel pants. His outfit really accentuated his body, hugging all the right areas. We went outside and continued talking. We ate and chatted and finished up. We sat on the porch in silence just watching the fire pit and he said he made a decision. He said "after speaking with you and knowing you for the past 2 years, I think it would be ok if you married my daughter. I just have one request. You've seen my equipment, I need to see what my daughter will be working with. I think that's fair". I said " what do you mean?". He stood up and said" I want to see you naked, how big is your dick? I've done this with all of my daughters boyfriends and now you." I was in shock. I didn't know what to say. "Don't be shy." he said. He took off his shirt and said "here, I'll get naked too so it won't be awkward." Then he took off his pants and was hard. He was about 7 inches, nice and thick with full heavy balls. I got hard almost immediately. I stood up and took off my shirt, and pants and stood there naked. I am 6'1, was 200 pounds and I have an 8.5 inch dick, thick with big balls too. Now I'm about 225. He said "yea, that's a good boy, nice". He walked over and rubbed my chest and my back and looked into my eyes and grabbed my cock. He said, "you seem very willing to please." I said " I am sir." He said " we'll see". He led me back into the house and up to his study. He said " we're gonna fuck, and I'm gonna see what my daughter has to look forward to." He said "no one will know, I've done this before. I use my study so my wife doesn't know but this couch has had a lot of young men fucked on it." He got down on the floor in front of me and took my raging cock in his mouth. It felt so good. I moaned and he laughed. Damn he was hot! He sucked my cock for about 10 minutes. He looked up and said "I'm impressed you haven't cum yet." I said " it takes me a while to cum and I've never cum from a blow job." He said "well, my daughter is a lucky gal, let's see how long you can fuck." He lubed my cock and his ass and slid down on my dick facing me. "Fuck, you're bigger than any of her other boyfriends and it's been a while so I'm kinda tight." And he was, it felt amazing. He rode me like a horse for about 10 minutes before I stood up and flipped him over onto his back. "This is how your daughter likes it," I said. I plowed his tight ass and he moaned like a bitch. "Yes, fuck me boy, fuck me!" I fucked him for a long time. We were both covered in sweat, he had cum twice already. I stood over him with his legs against his chest pounding away and let flow the biggest nut I have ever had. It was amazing. He said "I'm gonna cum again!" I put my mouth over his dick and took his load deep in the back of my throat. He said "that's never happened before, you are amazing son. Welcome to the family." I married his daughter and he and I got together a few times a year to fuck. Even after the divorce 2 years ago....
I have cheated on every single one of my relationships.
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I think I’m starting to fall for my boss. It stared out as light flirting but now I can’t get them out of my head. They’re in a relationship but the feelings mutual (This actually was initiated by him). Each day I dread going to work cause I feel so guilty for loving every minute of spending time with him while knowing there’s some else in his life. It’s gone from subtle comments to spending half the day together and I sort of feel some of my coworkers are suspecting something. I feel nothing will come from this but I just don’t know what to do. I want to continue this thing we have but I also feel if we do it’ll just end up in an even worse situation. I can’t tell my friends cause most of them work with me and it would make everything messier. I just needed to get this off my chest.
I REALLY want to fuck my ex colleague. Shes 8 years older than me, we are both married.. we worked together for 3 years and had a great normal friendship, but after we got retrenched and didnt see each other for a while , I missed her a lot. When I saw her again , I immediately experienced a new feeling towards her, an euphoric feeling which immediately aroused me.. since then I have this intense desire to wrap her legs around me, slide my fat cock in her pussy and fuck her in every position and hole.. I literally fantasize about her pussy creaming on my cock before I cum deep inside her pussy. I dont know if the feeling is mutual so I dont want to act on it and fuck up my life completely. Her name is Tanya, a mother of two blonde kids and she drives a vw.. I just hope you see this and feel the same
Im married and fucking my boss who is also married.
He is 23 years older than me.
He is developing feelings that i don't have or want (my marriage is happy just the sex is crap) but i don't want to stop cause I am enjoying it
I am 14 and pregnant but I don't know who the father is . My bf dosent know I've cheated many times . I want to abort it pls give me advic what should I do
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 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 can’t tell him I want to end it we share a dog n I have no place to go I’ve fucked his coworker and supervisor and I almost fucked his best friend from elementary school I don’t want to hurt him but I’m never pleased
I'm a sissy crossdresser obsessed with wearing women's lingerie and clothing. One time, I was over at my friends house who was having a small party. The girl who was throwing the party was this sexy asian girl with tan skin and beautiful body. While everyone was in the living room, I slipped away down the hallway to her room pretending to go the bathroom. I looked on the floor and found two pairs of used panties and a pair of stockings. I took them into the bathroom and I stripped down. I wore one of them, a blue hipster cotton panties and then I put the stockings over them. Then I started masturbating while I brought the other pair of used panties up to my face and started inhaling the sweet perfume of her pussy. I could hear everyone having still drinking and having fun and nobody knew what I was doing. As I was about to cum, I took the sweet smelling panties I had up to my face and brought it down and came into them. Because I made a mess, I decided to clean it up by licking my cum off her panties. Once I was done, I put my clothes back on again and put everything back where they belonged and went back to the party.
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).
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