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My wife got really drunk on holiday, passed out in a secluded booth in a club and I flashed her pussy to a guy I had met that night talking about boxing! It made me so hard!!! But I treated it as a joke and we carrie on drinking. When I went to the toilet about half an hour after this and came back to him just sitting down, I noticed he was messing with his trousers and I figured he had taken another look and had a play with himself, but at the end of the night I got her home and he had long gone I found her pants and pussy full of cum. I betrayed my wife and pretty much allowed her to get raped. I felt so awful. It made me horny though so I had her too.
I often masturbated in secret usually while my wife was in the shower or away from home I do it by leg pressure laying on my left side left leg bent right leg straighter with penis and nuts tight in between move the right leg up and down with pressure on the cock base gee it is great, well I got caught with my back turned she even photographed and got plenty of shots including the cum one oh no!! I suppose it was inevitable but now I am virtually at her want and demand she makes me wear panties and bras while doing the house cleaning its not too bad at least out in the open and we just love each other heaps I am sure she will not tell "hope,,hope"
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My wife, who had much less experience than me when we began dating, has finally opened up to sharing a fantasy or two. She is now interested in sucking another guy while I watch, and thinking about letting me see her sitting on his face. We've also talked about me sucking him with her, or sucking him while he's eating her pussy. We talk about what his body would look like, what his cock would look like, and how hot he needs to be. She doesn't like to swallow, so we've played with the idea of me finishing him for her, and her watching me suck him while she rides his face. What she doesn't realize is that the thought of sucking him, feeling him explode in my mouth, tasting his cum, and letting him cum all over my face - all while she watches - makes me hard every time we talk about it. What I'd really like is to help her get him to the edge, knowing that she won't let him inside her - and then taking one for the team so he can get off. The thought of begging a guy to fuck me hard, to cum in my ass, right in front of my wife, makes me crazy. If I found the right guy, I think I'd just bring him home and ask her if he looks like the kind of guy she could start sucking. If she hesitates, I'm pretty certain that I'd just pull out his cock and drop to my knees, and start sucking to get things going!
I was with my wife at her friends house. her friend has been single for years. I'm 26 and their both 28. that day there was a problem at my wife's work with a receipt machine so she went over there to figure it out and I told her I'll stay behind. so she left and said it would take no more than an hour. her friend was quick and asked if I'd tell her what I think about her new clothes. I said yes. while she was showing me she would purposely change outfits and let her tits out and walk around in her underwear to make me look. no time passed at all and I was on top of her in her bed fucking her hard. we even ended on the bathroom sink at one point. I came inside her and pulled out and got dressed. I felt kind of bad but at the same time I always wanted to fuck her friend. we never had sex again after that but she does text me sometimes hinting at it. I'll get her again one day
I found out my wife had been fucking many guys behind my back. I knew she was a whore, she'd fucked at least 60 guys if not a 100 before I even knew her. In fact when I was only 16 and she was 19 she was my first fuck. Her boyfriend was a friend of my older cousins and he used to put her out for gangbangs. One of my cousins told him I was a virgin and her BF let me come into the motel room where she was lying on the bed with cum all over her mouth, her small tits, and leaking out of her pussy. I found out later it was leaking out of her ass as well. I was the 11th guy to fuck her that night another 10 or more came after me. Though I was 11th, she'd taken from the previous 10 guys a total of 16 loads of cum all over her. I added one more in her pussy and lost my virginity.
After that her boyfriend would let me come around his place and fuck her 1 on 1 sometimes, that's how I got my first BJ and my first anal sex. Sometimes he'd invite me to her gangbangs as well. So I knew that when I married her she was a used up slut and I wanted that. She did anything I wanted sexually.
But to go behind my back and I found out she'd been doing it for several years with at least 8 guys.
So for revenge, I gave all the info to some guys, they had a total of 10 guys and they threw her in their van when she came out of her office into the garage. They took her to a vacant house and all 10 took turns buttfucking her and recording it all. I thought that was enough, but they brought in some homeless bums and made them pay her a quarter to fuck her well used pussy or mouth. They kept her clothes, and wrote how many times she'd been fucked on her, then pushed a needle into each nipple, not through like a piercing, but directly into the nipple at a straight angle, in about 2 inches. They left her phone and she called me. I picked her up and didn't take any clothes for her despite the fact she "ordered" me to.
She was angry that I had no clothes, and angry this had happened to her and I reminded her of how we met, she didn't even know my name and I was fucking her. Then I let her know of the 8 names I knew she'd been fucking and told her to keep it up, and reminded her what would happen to her if she did. I fucked her, then made her give me the coins the homeless guys gave her. There were 12 quarters. I took her home naked. When we got home I made her make us some food while naked and wouldn't let her clean or even wipe her leaking ass and pussy. Instead she sat on my lap with my cock up her butt and we ate while I watched the video with her. My last words to her (other than the two times more I came in her) were . . . "Always let me know when you're going to be a slut, if I agree there won't be a problem"
I want my wife to fuck two of her ex boyfriends from high school. Her first bed was named John. She told me when they'd was around the age of 14 - 15 they would go swimming in his pool. She said he would finger fuck her and she would jack him off in the pool. She said they never fucked but would go into his room before and after swimming and straddle him. She said she had her bikini on and he had his trunks on. She said she could feel his cock pressing on her pussy lips and playing with her then 36C tits. I want her to finish the job and gofucking him. Second guys name is Thomas from her senior year of high school. I was dating her at this time when it happened. I am so still turned on. We had a small fight and she wanted her freedom and meet this guy at school. She eventually told me she rubbed his cock through his pants. Then she finally admitted she gave him head at a local chain super store. She said she never fucked him but I don't believe her. I was able to get her real horney a few months ago and made her get his picture of Facebook while she gave me head she was so turned on. I was able to convince him that I was a girl in Facebook and he sent me a cock pic. It's a little smaller than mine but not bad. I just want these two guys to fuck her and I want to record it.
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I have become a hoarder. I go on eBay late at night when everyone is asleep and I buy luxury clothing and shoes that are not even my size. I started working from home so I can accept the packages without my husband knowing. I have boxes on top of boxes and I tell him that they are inventory that I am selling online but I'm not. I haven't sold anything online in over a year or two. I am so sick over my deception and addiction that I just lay in bed all day and make plans on how I am going to rectify the situation. But all I do is wind up unpacking one box and repackaging the items in another. I don't know why I am doing this. I never cared about things like that before but now it's like if I see a Tory Burch bag for $5 with free shipping and I dont buy it I feel like I'm about to take a huge test that I am completely unprepared for, or like I'm about to jump out of a plane. The only thing that stops the anxiety is buying the item. I am out of money and I can't remember the last time I did dishes or made dinner. I just lock myself in my room and obsess over this all day and all night.
I have been married 25 years to my husband. We were at a party at some friends house last summer. Everybody was drinking and having a good time. By the time everyone decided to turn in, it was early morning, everyone was drunk and most passed out wherever they were t the time. I had laid out some blankets and pillows on the floor for hubby and I. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. I just lay there awake, when one of our friends husbands came over and started feeling my boobs. It was dark, and felt so good I just let him, and soon he had his hand down my pants and was fingering my pussy. I was so wet and he had me so excited. I had no problem when he removed my pants and laid on top of me. His cock slid into my wet pussy with ease, and I stayed as quiet as possible while he fucked me and filled my pussy with a huge load of cum. When he was through he kissed me, then got up and went to bed.
After laying there for a few minutes, I was almost asleep when another husband of a different friend came over and started playing with my boobs. As I did before, I gave no resistance. He played with me for a while, then took out his cock and brought it to my mouth, and started fucking my mouth slowly so as not to make me gag and make any noise. I let him have his way with my mouth until he rewarded me with a huge load of cum which I eagerly swallowed.
After he went to bed I fell asleep, but once again I was awoken yet again by another horny visitor. I had fallen asleep with my boobs and lags exposed, so our guests son decided to see what it felt like to play with a woman's boobs. He whispered it into my ear, and confessed to me that he had never felt a pussy before. With that I took his hand and moved it down to my very wet pussy, and let him feel around and finger me. I couldn't help but to reach out and feel his dick through his shorts. He was small, but rock hard. I lowered his shorts a little, and directed him on top of me. As soon as his dick was as deep as he could get it, he came probably the biggest load of cum I have ever had. He didn't go soft though, he kept pumping slowly like he was in a trance. He fucked me surprisingly well for such an inexperienced lad, then came again, filling me with more spurts of cum. By the time he pulled out I was dripping. Before he pulled up his shorts I pulled him to me and cleaned his small but potent dick with my mouth.
It was a night to remember, and to this day my husband has no clue his buddies and even the neighbor kid used me that night. I loved it, and cant wait for the next sleepover.
I love my ex wife with all my heart. But I’m nothing. Still I will try to stand. I will try to serve her and our babies till I’m gone. That’s the best I can do. I’m broken. I can’t fix what God made broken. I tried. But I can still love and fight.
I'm 39, turning 40 in a couple weeks. It's been kind of getting to me, I admit. I went out with my friends for a girls night and I have never cheated on my husband in our 16 years of marriage but this never got I knew in my mind that I wanted to. I drank a lot, knowing it's the only way I could go through with it. I hadn't had sex with anyone else since before we started dating, and I wanted to have a fling before I turn 40. If kill him if he did it, but I didn't feel guilty, but I do now. I got drunk and threw myself at a younger guy, we danced and I made sure to really show him that I wanted him. We kissed and messed around st the club, and we left in an uber to his apartment. I was really drunk but still had some sense and was thinking of a way out and when we got there he had a roommate who was smoking pot. I hadn't done that since college, so we smoked. I got really high and we kissed more and I just remember sitting on his lap topless and the next thing I was going down on him. This was in the living room of his apartment with his roommate in the room. I ended up having a threesome, they both penetrated me and we did things that I haven't done with my husband in years. Both had sex with me but it was as one at a time while I took the other in my mouth. Both had me anally, which is really embarrassing and painful. When I woke up in the morning I got dressed and ran out half drunk and got an uber home. It 9 am. My husband was very worried, he locate where I was and said he drove there but couldn't get past the locked gate. I told him it was one of my girl friends and apologized to him. He accepted it. He's throwing me a huge 40th birthday party so I don't want to ruin it. It's been a week today.
My wife let me take lots of pornographic pics of her and trusted me to keep them privately. Whenever I feel like it I send them to random internet sites, post fake hookup ads making her out to be a cheating spouse, a slut and a whore. She's overweight and I share her big fat ass all over the internet.The first time I admitted to minor forms of this she let it go, then recently she made me promise to stop exploiting her as a porn figure. If she knew how I have displayed her big ass and how I continue to share her stretched open cunt to hundreds of thousands of men she would beat my ass severely. I don't have the balls to stand up to her cuz she WOULD kick my ass easily if she knew any of this so I'm gonna repost this under cowardice confessions too. i doubt I will stop before something forces me to stop. I love her but she was a huge slut when we were younger and I'm not letting that go. Fuck that fat bitch.
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I'm 30 years old latina and have been married for three years. For the past year we have been trying to get pregnant with no luck. This week I just found out that i'm pregnant. Problem is that two weeks ago I attended a conference for my company where I had to stay overnight. That evening my boss and I had dinner where we had a bottle of wine then afterward went to the bar for a couple more drinks. I then made the mistake of going back to his room for a nightcap where we ended up kissing which led to us sleeping together having unprotected intercourse. Now I have no idea whos baby I'm carrying but suspect it's his since my husband and I were having trouble conceiving.what i do now??
i really am a big snob. i love to save my money. i want a middle class house, i want a middle class wife and 2 middle class children. i love to drive a smaller car though i could buy a bigger one.
long live the babbittry!
I have been letting a couple of my bosses at work use me whenever they want. They just start playing with my ass, then if they want they lower my panties, bend me over a chair or the desk and fuck me from behind. At first it made me feel dirty, but now it turns me on knowing that even in my 50's I can still turn men on.
I recently got tricked into going to my cousin’s wedding after party. I’m not into weddings, don’t get all the fuss over it and see it as a waste of money and sanity. Of course, strange things happen at them. Occasionally, something good.
My cousin and I are not close and rarely see each other. We’re polar opposites but have nothing in common. We do now. His new wife. At the reception after party his wife came up to me to introduce herself as I rarely attend family functions. I figured it would be yet another meet and greet then onto the next person. Nope.
We started talking and she actually was interesting. She looked like a naive, young bimbo and I’ll freely admit I didn’t think much of her because she was with my Jughead looking cousin. I had more common interests with her than I ever did him. Or was it just her flirting her butt off?
Regardless, we slipped out back to have a more in depth discussion on a topic I actually take seriously. She starts in with the dirty talk. Woah is this girl drunk already, or does my cousin just suck like I assumed? Who cares. Grabs my crotch and starts nibbling on my ear. For once in my life I amazingly say nothing and just go with it.
She wasn’t drunk but I had feelings she was just curious as I’m often the mystery guy as i do my own thing and try to avoid anything nerve wracking. I seem to attract it, even when minding my own business out back.
She started kissing me and I kissed her strongly right back. Became a full blown make out session. She stops, licks her lips, smiles and says “I had to get that off my chest.” I just stare at her smirking. She says I’ll be back. I roll my eyes and am shaking my head trying not to laugh as she went back to the wedding table with my cousin.
Another cousin of mine I actually like came up and says what was that all about? I acted like I didn’t know what she meant. She said ****’’a new wife was all flirty. “Is she drunk -already?” I guess so. Just met the girl. She’s friendly.
i went back to my table out back and attempted to enjoy all the crappy, cheesy Coldplay and all the lovely CCR and Eminem without wanting to shoot myself, so I went outside to get some quiet. I went further around back as the smokers were dominating the front area.
Around back I saw one of the cute bridesmaids. Brief chitchat. She is definitely drunk and starts relaying how my cousins’ wife is a whore. I smiled. She then asked what made me smile. Oh just a hunch.
She then said she’ll pick one hot guy and screw his brains out. I asked is this is a common occurrence at weddings. She said oh yes and that they all screwed anyone they deemed fascinating or attractive. Seemed like a regular answer knowing how some people can be at weddings.
She then said that she saw her dressing me down at the reception. I rolled my eyes. She said I guarantee you’ll be inside her in some capacity before the night is over. She headed back inside beyond trashed. I just started laughing to myself. Man my cousin can sure pick them. Another cheating hoe supposedly in love with my yucky cus but cheating already.
I went back inside and there she was. Her dress now somehow became a skirt. Great legs, killer a** and a pretty nice rack. Well hello there. I smiled and walked back to my table: She followed. She starts asking a lot of questions. Beyond annoying. I said “do you want to get something more off your chest, or is that just commonplace for you?” She started giggling.
I smirked as I can’t smile like regular people amazingly can. She told me even though she loves my cousin and they’d known each other for years (she was his deceased wife’s close friend), that she loves meeting new people and she’s never seen me. I started thinking of the drunken bridesmaid’s comments. The load of bull this chick just gave me, but I’ll humor her. Let’s see where this goes.
She told me she wanted to f**k but there was no real way to do it, even though I could tell she was nervous. I said that there must be a basement or back door closet, why the hell not? She starts giggling and licking her lips. “You’re a naughty one, where’s he been keeping you?”
She went back to my cousin who per usual is trashed out of his mind. At least he had an excuse here. One of the few things he does well is get loaded and insult people.I look over in disgust. It wasn’t the slutty wife he just married who was much like his dead wife in that department, only she was actually attractive, but the drunken, skinny bigot she just married. What a joke.
I immediately started laughing and badly I must say. I sounded like the joker. I grabbed a beer and went back outside: I must’ve been out there a solid 20-25 minutes before I realized she was about 5 feet away from me grinning. I know that look. Fine by me I hate my loser cousin anyway and hey she started this, I’ll gladly finish.I did. Twice..
We found an old closet full of chairs and folding tables they used for functions at the hall. She went down on me and me her. We got it on, on an old tent type of surface. After I finished the first time we both started laughing. She got dressed and said “meet me back here in a couple hours, I want some more.”
I highly doubted that would happen again as in a couple hours she’s likely be in a hotel while my cousin slept it off. Wrong again. We met again back at the closet and hour and a half later and redux. Again, once more only this time against a wall.
I never saw her again in that capacity. It was as if she needed one last hurrah before she went off with my cus. Of course they were already married when I met her so perhaps I got a quality…
Photographer can not resist directing is own cuckolding
I am a photographer and had an assignment for a modern relationship magazine involving couples in real live life style situations.
I asked my wife and best friend to model and they would get paid. Both had been models for me previously but in separate situations. I took them on a couples walk in the park; cooking together for a breakfast; a night on the town; cuddling together on the couch in the evening and even asked them to pose in a very innocent looking bedroom scene.
In each setting they were to truly act close and in love. The images were looking great and I was really pleased so were my editors who decided to expand the coverage to a keeping love and intimacy alive in a relationship.
They were perfect for the images, my wife is great looking and a very sexually aware person and kind of a flirt and my friend is tall, classically handsome and well I'll just say he knows his way around women.
The first photos were of them getting ready to go out. Her doing her makeup in a mirror with the back off her evening dress slightly unzipped and he putting on a dress shirt and tie. I was thrilled the perfect amount of closeness without being too much for my editors. I even asked them for a pose with a simple loving looking kiss. It was perfect.
We went to a nice hotel lounge with perfect backgrounds. First they sat at the bar for a few shots and had a drink while I shot from across the room with a telephoto lens, too far away to direct them so I asked them to just act natural in the part of a loving couple. The dress she had chosen was amazing and showed her perfect figure and cut low enough that her cleavage was somewhat on display. He was in a dress suit with a somewhat tight jacket that showed off his muscular chest.
They were perfect together and even held hands and got close whispering in each others ear, even a light but intimate date night kiss. Then I asked them to move to a darker part of the lounge with a stream of light pouring in gently from the side. The light silhouetted him and illuminated my wife including her breasts.
At this point I was again across the room with a telephoto lens. They again played their parts perfectly. A waiter came by asking if they wanted anything. My wife leaned forward and I could see more of her breasts, and no dought the waiter was given an opportunity as well as he stayed by their table talking and paying attention to her every word and movement.
Suddenly I realized I was getting aroused watching the scene play out.
Nothing really happened at the bar and the photos continued to get better and better. In this spot they even touched and kissed more and more. I let them finish what was now their second glass of wine.
Finally, I had rented a room at this hotel, which was a luxury hotel in Des Moines. The room looked out over a beautiful part of the city with glowing night sky and street lamps. I had arranged for flowers and a bottle of champaign.
They were thrilled with that and continued to play their parts while I made more images. He opened the bottle and poured the glasses to just the right fill level. They toasted each other with their arms intwined like lovers would. Then he escorted my wife to the balcony. The lighting was amazing and he even put his arm around her waist very low and then moved his hand up close enough that he had to have been able to feel the side swells of her breast.
I kept making photos but I had begun to feel really excited. I worked quickly. Still playing the part they kissed a couple of times. I praised them for the images and asked for two more shots.
One, I needed a discrete shot that looked like he was unzipping my wife's dress. So I prepared the shot lighting so that all the lights were off but a candle and the city lights streaming in on them with a mirror in front of them. I said ok go ahead. My wife had her back to my best friend and she kind of giggled and smiled at me as he started to unzip her dress. I had them repeat the shot several times to get it just right and give my editors plenty to work with.
The second shot was more intimate. They needed to be in bed looking like they were finishing the night in a loving affectionate embrace. They were kind of surprized but agreed. So my wife told him to finish what he started with her dress offering him her back. I shot more of this as the zipper went down and suddenly realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. He pushed the straps off her shoulders and I could see her in the mirrow and so could he. My best friend was left standing there as she walked to the bed. He hurried to remove his clothing and was now down to his boxers. I could tell my wife was feeling fine from two glasses of wine and the campaign. They were both laughing - me too. The laughter reduced the embarrassment and tension of the moment.
So I went right to work giving them instructions, which really felt weird tellling my best friend how to embrace my wife and make it look real. I mean seriously they, at this point, needed little direction. They were almost on auto pilot. My wife’s breast kept poping free from the sheets and she kept covering them as they made different positions for me. I know my best friend had to have an erection, you could see it bulge up in the sheets and my wife I think felt it as they hugged and kissed.
When I was done I decided I wanted a couple more shots. I couldn’t help it. In my mind I wanted more and though maybe I would even join them. I told my best friend to lay on top of my wife and hold her breast so the camera couldn’t see more of their bodies to just about thier waists. It didn’t really take much convincing. My wife giggled again and ask me if that was really what I wanted. I nervously nodded yes. So she boldly exposed herself and held the sheets up for my friend. At this point I saw that they had both removed her panties and his boxers. They were skin to skin and I saw that my friend had a huge erection.
I was shocked but said nothing trying to act professional. I arranged the shot with the sheets just discretly showing a little skin and I even moved his hand to exactly the right spot to cup my wife’s breasts perfectly so her nipple would not show. Which as I arranged it, left his fingers covering right on top of her nipples. At this point my wife made eye contact with me as he arranged himself on top of her.
Then suddenly I saw her eyes roll back and her mouth gape open. My mind was racing and I wondered if he had penetrated her. I quickly began shooting images again. I made several photos then told my best friend to slide down three of four inches. I made more images then told him to move up five or six inches. That’s when I became sure he was inside her. She gripped the sheets and and gasped for a breath so deep and held her breath as he moved forward.
In a half a second or so she opened her eyes to look at me and I knew this was her moment, their date, not mine.
So I acted like my battery had died. So lame.
I told them I would be right back. But they knew it would take me at least 12 or so minutes to get to my car in the parking garage and 12 or so to get back. They had at least 20-25 minutes. I mean it was only fair of me to give them an opportunity to finish what I had started. So I left not appearing to hurry.
As I closed the door I heard my wife moan really hard. So instead of going to the parking garaged I stood there outside the door listening to my best friend and my wife have sex. After 10 minutes the elevator down the hall arrived and I started walking away so it didn’t look like I was eavesdropping to the couple from the elevator. As I got to the elevator and they past our room I heard my wife scream as she came. They kind of freaked and hurried to their room. I went to the bar.
I had a shot of whiskey and the bartender asked me where the models were. I said they were busy. He laughed and said he would be busy with her too if he was that guy, as he added how perfect her tits looked. That was intence and he noticed my uneasiness and gave me another pour on the house. When I went back to the room. They were dressed and seemed perfectly alright, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.
My best friend left. My wife decided she wanted to go to the bar. On the way down she said she wanted more towels in the room and walked to the front desk to tell them. We then went to the bar to the delight of the bartender. Who poured our drinks on the house. He got an eyefull as my wife’s breasts were showing off wonderfully. She kind of teased both of us right there in public.
After our second round we went back to the room. Where I discovered that the bed had been remade. We made love and nothing was ever said.
But I was hooked and still am. I decided to tell them the editor loves the images and that the editors want to use the same models. What is even more amazing is that the editors have said just that, they loved the images and they would like to do three more shoots. Each one progressively more clear on their personal intimacy. They are also tripling the modeling fees to $1,500 per hour.
So, now I am in a position to have been told by my editors, I will need to use the same models, my best friend and my wife, as models for the next chapters of arranging for my deeper and more complete cuckolding and paying them to do it. -FH
The best sex I've ever had was at my neighbor's summer party last year. I had been fucking his wife for months leading up to the party and, once the drinks started flowing, we were both feeling it. We snuck into the house, into the guest bedroom and had the most physical, rough, passionate quickie I've ever imagined. Her legs were wrapped around me with her back on the bed and I just barreled into her until I came. It was so hard to stay quiet and at one point I even had to put my left hand over her mouth to muffle her sounds too. So hot. I put my pants back on, fixed my hair and walked back outside. She came back outside a couple minutes later. No one had any clue and we're still fucking at least once a week over a year later.
When my military husband was deployed I became lonely and started having affairs with some of the military men at the post. It was purely for sex and nothing else. I do not want to loose my husband and will stop when he get home.
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