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My friend’s fiancé is loud, has an awkward laugh and is clearly in love with him. However she is honestly something of a butterface. As best you’d say she had a pretty plain face but she has a great pair of boobs, and I can’t help but wonder what she’s like in bed. She’s very geeky and has a fairly Christian background but I’ve got this feeling that she actually has a pretty filthy side.
It’s entirely on me but I can’t help imagining what it would be like to be deep inside her and feel her cumming hard on my cock. Tonight we were playing Cards Against Humanity and I kept picking sexual answers to her prompts to hear her ‘talk dirty’ and reference her pussy.
My partner and I have been together for 8 years and though the sex was great we haven’t done anything since Christmas due to medical reasons.
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My wife and I will be married for 20 years. I'm older then her and when we met I had much more experience sexually then her. She was a total virgin and knew absolute nothing concering a sexual lifestyle. The first year of our marriage was AWESOME! We had SEX all the time and anywhere and everywhere. Not ONE DAY would go by where we were banging three times a day. For a lady who didn't have any experience, she learned fast. Sex with my wife was great. She was willing to do and try new things. She would touch and masturbate for me and she would make hot and erotic sounds when we made love. But I guess all good things come to an end.
Fastforward 15 years and three kids later, our sex life is NON-EXISTENT. My wife has lost any and all urges or craving for sex. The word "horny" is probably not in her vocabulary. Our marriage is totally SEXLESS. She never has ANY cravings and she can go sexless for MONTHS at a time. The longest has been 4 MONTHS. And when she does out of some miracle want to have sex, it's just "wham, bam!" and she puts on all her clothes and goes to sleep, say just 20 min and that's all. I honestly believe my wife can go SEXLESS for the rest of her life.
I thought women get better with age or get more hornier. Well to some that's not true. She always uses the excuse that our marriage doesn't need sex or intimacy to survive. I'm seriously wanting to seek a NSA arrangement with women who are in the same situation as I. Women who have husbands who no longer want to have sex with them. I hurt's me to even think of this but, what other choice do I have.
Everytime i think of my ex bf, i felt horny and slutty. Now I am married and so does he but he used to sexually abused and pleased me. He took my virginity when i was only 15, at 16 i gave him my little tight hole and even let him fisted me once. I still remembered one time he fingered me at the club. We already broke up at that time and we met accidentally there. We started kissing, making out and i was wearing a short skirt that night and he ended up fingering me to orgasm on the couch. The thought of people seeing his hand in my panties and me cumming excited me so much. I even blow him one time in front of one of his friend and swallow his cum. i want to give him a buzz to have some fun again. Im so bad.
#infidelity #ex #slutty
I will be going on a trip without my wife for 5 days. I am making arrangements to meet up with as many women as I can while I'm gone. I hope I can see at least 2/day. I just want to see what sex is like with women that are different size.
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I'm away from home and my wife. I've had sex with 4 women in the past 3 days, I hope to meet with 2 more women in the next 4 days. I've been with a 41 year old woman (second time with her), A 25 year old, a 21 year old (second time with her), and a 22 year old. Wow, that 22 year old had the firmest D sized boobs I've touched in a very long time.
#adultry #sex #infidelity
I have sex with my other women I meet off of dating apps at my home while my girlfriend is at work.
She comes home and we have sex after my cock has been in another womens pussy and mouth.
One time I fucked a 22 year old female and told her I have to go to work so she would leave in time before my girlfriend came home. She left and my girlfriend came home, she started sucking my fat cock after it was in another womens twat (unprotected sex and I came in her pussy). All I was thinking was that she was sucking off the cum and pussy juice of another women I had just fucked an hour earlier.
It's so hot I know I have to stop but I can't. It turns me on to know that I fuck other women and then my girlfriend right after.
I am married to a man I have been with for over 10 years. I've always been bi-curious, but really only been with guys. I love my husband dearly and will never leave him, but I have found that I am no longer attracted to males sexually. I still think my husband is wonderful, but whenever I masterbate I think of women and lesbian sex. I even look at lesbain porn, and I am actually very turned off by any male presence in the porn.
I met a girl online, and we have become best friends over the couple months we've been talking and video chatting. She is beautiful, and sexy, and sometimes we have phone sex when my husband isn't home.
I think I may honestly be in love with her.
She lives in another country, but I like her so much I used all my tax money and bought a plane ticket just to see her.
When I get there I am very hopeful I will have my first real lesbian experience. (I've fingered a girl before, and been naked and fondled a girl before, but nothing extreme.)
I love my husband dearly, and I won't be leaving him or anything. But I am scared I am actually in love with this girl. But I can't afford to see her often. But I am pretty sure that if my husband and I ever separate for unrelated reasons, I would move to her country and marry this girl.
I want to be with her so bad it hurts.
On the surface I'm a happily married man with a loving, lovely wife.
But I am obsessed with getting my wife to cheat on me.
I have no idea why, but the thought of her having sex with other men, particularly doing things for them that she won't do for me, is an immense turn on.
I have suggested she cuckold me but she always says not to be ridiculous and she's not interested in other men.
I have set her up - unknown to her - with male friends of mine.
I've shown them nude photos of her, offered to let them seduce her.
Several have tried. Some have been successful. My wife doesn't know that I know she's been having sex with these guys.
I've loaned my friends a small camera which they hide in their rooms before my wife arrives and record everything for me.
My friends take photos and videos of her doing things with them and send them to me, sometimes while she's still with them doing things.
I watch the videos or look at the pics later and masturbate, wishing I could have been there to see it all first hand.
Does anyone else feel like this about their wife?
I was working in Las Vegas several years ago. I was staying in a strip hotel and in the evening when I was done with work I would go out in the hallway and call my wife. One night as I am talking to my wife (I am in my lower 60s), this young girl of about 20 comes up to me and stands right next to me shoulder to shoulder. I did not move, kept talking to my wife. She didn't say a word, just stood touching my side. When I hung up the phone I say to her what's up. She says not much and gives me a gentle nudge. Well within about 15 seconds we were hand in hand kissing. We walked around and stopped every few feet to kiss. She could't go back to her room because her boyfriend was there, I couldn't go back to my room because I was sharing it with a co worker. We walked around and found the linen closet was open. We went in and kissed for the longest time. She was tall, slender, tiny breasts. I took off her top and sucked on her nipples for quite some time. She didn't want to go any further than that. Too bad both our rooms were occupied,
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.
This may seem like a boring confession, but I can’t tell anyone in my life, so here I am; I’m a female engaged to another female. Yet I cannot stop thinking about the guy I’ve been hooking up with for almost a year.
The smart, reasonable side of me is VERY aware that it’s only sex. (AMAZING sex, but that’s it.)
But the hopeless romantic side of me, loves laying next to him in bed.
I take any opportunity I can to see him. And when I can’t for a while, I find myself wondering what he’s doing and missing how he feels inside of me.
Damn life.
Last night I was feeling a little anxious and I asked my wife if I have any reason to worry about her being unfaithful. She smiled and answered, "It doesn't matter, because whether you do or you don't, you'll never know."
I don't even know if I want forgiveness. But I find this overwhelming urge to confess. I can't keep it in. The father of my child admitted he still has feelings for me. It felt like I was in a dream. He was out of my life and our son's life for 11 years. We've made amends and we are all on good terms. But things have felt off. Weird. I get mixed signals from him. He told me today he is always happy to see me and he always looks forward to seeing me because he still has feelings for me. He never stopped. Then he dropped the real juggernaut: he wants to have sex with me. He thinks about it. I admitted I think about it, too. That's the part where I feel guilty. Well, the first part of it. I can't tell him no. I am dangerous when sex is involved. I'm a lust addict. I felt myself flushing with feelings of lust when he was talking to me. Thoughts and feelings were swirling around. All the fantasies I've had about him since he resurfaced were playing in my head. Him admitting feelings and that he wanted to have sex with me felt like a fantasy playing out in real time. He said he wasn't going to act on it, but then said no, he didn't trust himself either. And jokingly said "well, maybe" in regards to having an opportunity to act on his feelings. It was alluded to several times. Basically, if we at all had an opportunity, or wanted to create one, we could. We could cheat together. I have a boyfriend and he has a wife. I don't necessarily want to cheat on my boyfriend. It's not like a desire I have specifically. Just like he doesn't want to cheat on his wife and hurt her. But when it comes to me and lust--like I said, I'm dangerous. I don't trust myself. I couldn't say no. I don't know how to explain it. It's a familiar feeling. Being overtaken by lust and feeling like I'm not in control. I've dreamed about cheating "accidentally" and feeling the horrific shame of not being able to undo what I did, despite feeling devastated, feeling like I didn't act of my own will. That's what it has felt like in the past. Not being able to say no to someone because, well, I didn't want to say no. I can't separate the "want" from the "should". I shouldn't do it, but I want to. I shouldn't have this slice of cake, but I want it. I cannot deny myself that which I crave. He's a craving. I did not need him to tempt me, to exacerbate and amplify my feelings for him. Especially now that he resolved all the tension and mixed signals I was picking up, I don't have to wonder if he's being an asshole or if he's hot/cold to me because of whatever made up reason. It's all clear now. And what I'm picking up is that he's ready to throw down. If only we had a chance... I wonder if fantasizing about that moment will be enough to satiate my desire. Or if I will need to make it a reality.
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.
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