MY Ex Was def the hottest mom / girl i have ever dated she did it all i conffess she turned out to be a dirty slut what do you think should i have satyed with her even thought she cheated on me??
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The following is not real. Some of you know have known me will recognize some of the people, but this is not how this actually happened. People suggested I try writing something else so here you go.
So, Im going to be straight up for a second. I think about fucking everyone I meet. I think about how they would feel under my hands. Or how I could make them cum. I think about what kinky stuff they might be into. Is the fat old charge nurse into anal? What would that paramedic do if I asked him to piss on me? Would the clerk that checked me out at the store rim me if I went down on him?
All of these and more race through my mind. Normally I push them out of the way. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. And that’s how it was with my father in law.
From the moment I saw him, I wanted to fuck him. Joe and I had just started dating and we had gone to his parents house. My future father in law (lets call him Frank) was a runner. Not just recreationally. He liked to do marathons and shit like that. As such, he was in amazing shape. Athletic and slim. His muscles were well defined under his skin, and he had the sharp facial figures like a sculpture. His hair was still black, aside from the gray that had begun to appear at his temples.
To be fair, I was in shape then too. More than one, actually. They were just circles of various sizes.
From that day forward, I wanted to fuck him. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I did think about it often. I was still occasionally fucking Joe’s brother, so I would find myself comparing their cocks. Joe’s wasn’t small, necessarily, but it lacked his brother’s girth. I began to wonder what it would take to get Frank to fuck around on his wife. He had raised one son to have an intense moral direction. Joe doesn’t like anything I like in the bedroom, mostly because he finds it degrading to me.
On the other hand, his other son was a complete dirtbag. He was the one that came on to me first. To be fair, I kept it going after the wedding, but he could have said no. What kind of a guy fucks his brothers wife the day they leave for their honeymoon?
So what kind of guy was Frank? One of his sons was an outlier, but which one? And then what kind of woman would not only entice him to cheat, but to fuck his sons wife as well. It was the kind of challenge I rose to. I had to find out. It would be quite the accomplishment, fucking all the men in a family. Well, aside from mine, I guess.
It would be a process. A long one. Find out if he would cheat. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. I could do either, but angel was temporary. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim.
So I got to work. First step was to see if he was even interested. I waited until the next time we went swimming. That would be a few weeks away, so I contented myself through masturbation that mostly involved him and my dad tag teaming me. By the time we were actually going, not even these clit sessions could tide me over.
I had thought about doing a two piece, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I settled on my one piece. It would be sufficient for this. The changing room was their bedroom, and it had a sliding glass door that led to the pool. There was a curtain to pull to cover it. I thought about leaving the curtain open, but there was never a time when he was the only one in line of sight. Disappointed, I headed to the pool to join the others.
It was while swimming that I saw my first opportunity. The pool itself was a saltwater pool, and at one end was a hot tub fixture that overflowed in a waterfall into the pool itself. Frank was standing by the waterfall, talking to Joe, who was in the tub. I dove under the water, and while I swam to the waterfall, I adjusted by suit so that I had a nipple peaking out. I wasn’t able to be sure, and I didn’t want too much to show, but it was a gamble.
I rose out of the water next to Frank, my left nipple exposed. I slid up next to him and asked what they were up to. Joe couldn’t see my tits from his position, No one else would be in line of sight if I turned towards Frank. Slowly, with the waterfall falling on me, I turned towards him and asked him what he was drinking.
He looked to me and opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes went right to my tit. I held my breath. Would he say something? Would he freak out? Would he just stare?
The latter. As he responded to me, I slowly exhaled the breath I had been holding. His eyes were flicking between Joe, me, and my nipple. I was looking him over too. His chest had a small v shaped patch of graying hair, his nipples sat flush against his body. His neck was ridged by firm tendons and muscles. Fucking hell he was sooo hot. Joe began moving toward the stairs so I dipped down and fixed my suit.
I swam away eagerly awaiting my next chance. I was optimistic about this thing for the first time. Pushing the envelope and taking chances were such a turn on for me that I was spent the rest of the swim time rubbing my clit hidden by the water.
We caught eyes a few times after that, but he didn’t really betray anything else. A plan took form. I would be the last to get out. I would go into the room to change, and somehow entice him in there once I had stripped out of my suit and covered myself. Then, a quick flash, or something. I wasn’t sure yet.
As luck would have it, Frank and I were the last two. Improvising, I got out and piddled around outside until Joe had finished changing. I went in, and began to look around the room for something to give me an excuse to get him in here. I had to hurry, and act while he was alone in the pool area. If anyone else was there, they might come instead.
It didn’t take long. There was a hamper in the bathroom for towels, but Joe had been Joe and just piled them on top of it. Under the pile of wet towels, it might be missed. I stripped out of my suit, and wrapped myself in a dry towel. I rushed to the door and looked out. He was still alone, but he was out of the pool.
I slid the door open. “Hey Frank. Where do I put my towels?”
He looked at me in the towel, and flipped his head to the main doors into the house, possibly to see were everyone was, then back to me. “I-In the bathroom, Claire.” He said.
“I looked I don’t see it. Can you show me?” I asked. Deliberately I looked down. His wet trunks clung to his body. It wasn’t hard to see the outline of his cock, hanging flaccid, along his body. It was hard to gage, but he looked bigger than either of his sons. I let my eyes linger, then went back to his face. I bit my lower lip.
Wordlessly he started towards me. “Thanks, Frank.” I said, retreating back into the room before he got there. Now what? I thought to myself. Just dropping the towel would be a high risk high reward situation. If he reacts poorly, it might be impossible to say it was just an accident. Instead, I sat on his bed, facing the bathroom. I spread my legs, leaving the towel on, but parted just enough.
He came in and stopped. My breath caught again. For what seemed like an eternity he stared at me. He smiled slightly, but it was gone as quick as it came. He moved to the bathroom.
“Oh.” He said as he rounded the corner. “Fuckin’ Joe.” He said. He leaned down to begin picking the towels up. He turned his head to me. His eyes right between my legs. I know he could see my pussy. “Does he at least put thigs away at home?”
I just shook my head, looking at him. He looked away and stood. “Well, there’s the hamper. You can put the towel in there.”
I stood, bent over to grab the wet one I had used, and walked into the bathroom, passing him in the door way. I turned sideways, ass to him, as I slipped through. I stuck my ass out, and brushed it across his groin, feeling his bulge as I did so. I dropped the towel in the hamper.
I turned to Frank. He was staring at me. “Can you hand me my clothes? They are on the bed.” His face was red as he turned and proceeded into the room. As soon as his back was turned, I went for it. I dropped the towel. He returned and stopped as soon as he saw me. “Thanks.” I said. And I took the clothes. He stared at me. At my tits. My pussy.
“Claire, I-“ he began. I closed the door.
Fuck. I needed to cum. I heard the door slide open and then close. I thought about his cock, I thought about him pinning me in the doorway and forcing it into me. I wondered if he would try to fuck my ass. My fingers went to my clit. It didn’t take long before I was cumming.
After, I took stock of where I was. I had gone for broke. It hadn’t blown up in my face. And I felt like I knew he would cheat. I felt like he liked big tits, and I felt that he wanted me to be slutty. Maybe this would be easy.
I was wrong. The next few swim days he was noticeably absent. His wife had said that he was running errands or something like that. She never seemed bothered. I fucked myself after one day imaging he had told her and we were going to have a threesome.
The next chance would be an unexpected one.
It was Labor Day. I remember because I was off and Joe worked, taking the double time that he would get. Joe was already gone when I woke, and knowing that I would have 7 hours in the house alone had me wet thinking about who I was going to have over to fuck. I had begun to flip through my contacts when the phone rang, the caller ID showing it was Joes cell. My heart sank. He had to be telling me that he was coming home early.
“Hey, babe.” I answered, forcing a yawn.
“You just getting up?”
“Yeah. Whats up?”
“I need you to do me a favor. I need you to go into the garage and grab a tool and bring it to my dad.” He said.
I sat straight up. “Yeah I can do that.”
“Mom has the car and she’s out at my aunts. He told me not to worry about it, but hes been looking forward to this project for a while.”
“Sure!” I jumped out of bed as he talked me through the garage and the location of the tool. Once identified, I let him go, and began to plot my course of action.
He was clearly hesitant. But he couldn’t trust himself around me. He knew what the game was, he knew he would lose, and he was just trying not to play. I needed to be able to get him to the table.
Clothes would be key. It was a little cooler, too cool for shorts, but leggings would work. No panties. The top would be a little trickier. My tits are huge, H Cups. Braless wasn’t an option, but I had an ill fitting balconette that let the tops of my areolas pop out if I positioned it right. A white camisole and light black sweater completed the outfit. I checked myself out in the mirror. A quick tug on the camisole brought a hint of areola into view. Perfect.
I went out to the truck, threw the tool in the back and headed off to my in laws house. The whole ride over there I had the butterflies in my stomach that were my vice. That anticipation of something new and different. The pushing of boundaries, the taboo of the act, the risk of getting caught. All were combining to give me a high that nothing else could touch.
By the time I pulled into the gravel driveway, my pussy was aching. As I rolled to a stop, I realized I hadn’t even thought about what I was going to do. I had been so preoccupied thinking about fucking him, that I hadn’t even bothered to think about how I was going to do it.
As I got out of the truck, Frank came out from the side of the house. He was in jeans and a long-sleeved red shirt. Sawdust clung to it. He stopped when he say me, but then continued on.
“What are you doing here, Claire?” There was a tinge of anger. Good.
“Joe told me you needed this.” I went to the back and pulled out the saw.
“Yeah I told him not to worry about it.”
“Well he worried.” I passed the saw to him.
He looked me up and down. “Tell him thanks.” He said and then turned with the saw and headed back to the house.
Fuck. This wasn’t working. I watched as he turned around back. He was resisting, but I saw it in his eyes. I know that look. Seen it in plenty of men’s eyes. I pulled the black sweater off, threw it in the truck, and headed off in his footsteps.
I rounded the corner and saw him in his workshop. Formerly a detached garage, he had turned it into his hobby room a few years ago. There was a piece of wood on two stands that he was measuring. A few stools and chairs littered the perimeter of the shop. When he saw me, he stopped and sighed.
“What are you working on?” I asked.
“Claire, why are you here?”
“Im bored.” I said, biting my lip. “Joe is at work, and hes not as entertaining as he could be even when he is home.
“W-well I got a lot of stuff to do here, and I’m not going to be entertaining anyway.” He returned to measuring.
“Well, anything is better than being alone at the house.” I found one of the rocking chairs and sat in it. So far, so good, but I was running out of moves. The silences persisted for a few minutes while he measured and marked different pieces of wood. Then it hit me. I had a plan. All I had to do was wat for my opening.
It didn’t take long. After about 5 more minutes of silence, he left to go inside to get something. I took my shot. As soon as he was gone, I jumped up and headed for the pool. Flipping the cover on the control panel, I flipped the tub to on. I raced back to the shop, and I stripped off all my clothes, placing them in the chair I was sitting in. I then raced through the brisk air to the tub, where I slid in.
The water was ice cold. My nipples immediately hardened. The water coming from the jets was warm, but still, my teeth began to chatter. I prayed the water would heat up quickly.
I heard the side door open. He was heading back into the shop. It didn’t take long before he rounded the corner. I waved at him. He slowly walked over.
“Claire. What the hell are you doing?”
“Entertaining myself.” I said. I made a show of pushing my hands down to my pussy. “Since you wont, I have to find something to do.”
“This ain’t right, Claire. Theres something wrong with you.”
I smiled and closed my eyes as my fingers slipped inside me. “Mmmhm.” I moaned in agreement. “Very wrong.” I said.
He watched me finger myself. He didn’t leave. I went all in. I stood and began to walk out of the tub. The chill in the air brought my chattering teeth back. “I’m going to go into the house and Im going to be entertaining myself. If you are bored, you should follow me.” And I headed for the sliding door.
I entered, thought about the couch, but decided against getting it all wet, and went to the floor instead. I got down on all fours, ass in the air, and began to play with my pussy. I rubbed my asshole too.
I heard the door open and smiled. I had won.
I rolled over and lay on my back. He stood over me. He began to undo his jeans and I moved to my knees. “You are going to love this, Frank.” I told him.
I was eager to finally see this cock. As his jeans fell I reached up and took his boxers in my hands, I pulled them down.
It was wonderful. Bigger than either of his sons. A good 6 or 7 inches, if I have to guess, but thick. His balls hung in a sack covered in gray pubic hairs. I opened my mouth, and licked the length of his shaft, my eyes locked with his. From the tip to the base, and then back again. He began to grow. I took him into my mouth and began to suck. Using my mouth, suction, tongue, suction, tongue. He grew to an impressive level of fullness in my mouth. I pulled it out.
“Gag me, daddy.” I said before plunging down on it again. This time I felt him hit the back of my throat and the first gag began. I felt his hand on the back of my head as he held me there. Oh yes. He wanted a whore. I’d give him that.
He let me up and I pulled back, rubbing the slime covered cock on my face. “You are so much bigger than Joe.” I said.
“Shut the fuck up.” He said and he forced it back in my mouth. Another round of gaging began. When he let me up from it, I went back to his balls, letting the cock lay across my face. I licked and gently sucked each ball, and then I moved lower. He moved back. He looked at me confused. “What are you doing?”
Poor bastard. He’d never been rimmed. I smiled. I stood and undid his shirt. Once off I sucked and nibbled at his nipples as I walked him back to his chair. He fell down into it. I returned to my knees and the blow job. Building up a good supply of saliva, I worked down to his balls again, and then to under them.
It was clear he had been working, but it turned me on even more. Lower and further I pushed, my tongue searching for his ass. I could hear him moaning. I reached up and grabbed his cock. Mainly to keep him from jerking it and cumming too quick. I finally found it. I thought about how wanton and whoreish I was being. On my knees, with my tongue on my husbands fathers ass.
“Fucking hell, Claire.” He moaned. I pulled out.
“Betty doesn’t to that, does she?” I smiled.
He shook his head and stood up. It was his turn to take control. He turned me around and began kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. I felt his cock pressing into my back. He reached down and inserted a finger into my pussy. I felt him pushing me down and over. I resumed my position on my knees, my shoulders and head on the carpet.
“Fuck me daddy.” I said.
“Where?” he asked
“Anywhere you want.”
“Does he do anal?” I shook my head no, preparing for the possibility that I was about to take a pretty big cock in my ass. “Just my pussy.”
I felt the head at my ass. I reached back and spread for him. “Yessss, daddy.” He began to push in. I gasped when he first popped in. We had no lube, aside from my spit, and he was bigger than any I had been buttfucked with in a while. I let my cheeks go. The pain was reaching my threshold. I took my other hand and went to my clit, hoping to off set it.
That seemed to work. The searing pain became more bearable. “Im a whore. Im a whore. Im a whore.” I began to repeat to myself reminding myself that I wanted this. He began to slid in and out.
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Frank?”
“Call me daddy.”
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Daddy?”
“Not in a while.” It turned me on even more that Betty used to take dicks in her ass.
“Pull my hair daddy.” He obliged as he began to pick up speed. He had the stamina I expected from a runner, as well as the endurance.
He was pounding my ass now. My own fingers had brought me to the point of climax. I screamed as the cum took me, clinching my ass around his thick invading cock. I fully expected him to cum. But he slowed down. Not wanting to hurt me as my ass was clenching, he slowed, delaying his own satisfaction.
As soon as I subsided, we resumed the fucking. His relentless assault on my body. I couldn’t wait to have him fucking my pussy like this. “Im gonna cum, Claire.” He exclaimed.
“Do it daddy. Cum inside me.”
With a shudder he did. With each pump he moaned and shook. I couldn’t feel him cumming, but I knew it was a lot. I only felt it as he fell out of my ass. He fell next to me, catching his breath. I moved to my side and snuggled up next to him. “Good?” he asked me.
“Better than both your sons.” I smiled.
He looked at me shocked for a moment. Before he began to smile, letting his head fall back to the floor. “Wow. You are a whore. But you are an amazing fuck.”
I smiled and looked down at his cock. The cum coated it, but it didnt look bad. I leaned over and took it into my mouth. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and confusion. I felt his cock twitch a little in my mouth.
I pulled off it. “I want you to fuck my pussy next.”
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My father works out of town half the year. So you know mom gets horny. One Saturday night she went out with her friends drinking and I went out with my gf that night. I told my mother I wouldn't be home till the next day. I ended up arguing with my girl and I went home around 1 am. As I walk up to my room I hear moaning. Right away I thought my mom was cheating on my dad. I went to the door and as I got closer I heard the vibrator. My mother was masturbating. I can't get that picture out of my head. I want to fuck my Mom
Wife told me she was going to be helping her mom last night. This is what I found after she got home. I think she is cheating on me.
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So...i think my gf is cheating on me. a few weeks ago i sneaked over her while she was at her desk and she had her phone out...i saw she was lookin at texts and there was some guys in her phone. i blew it off like it was dudes in a group at school or something. college. but anyways today i texted her a few time no response. then i called her like a hour later...and u know iphones if you call someone thats on the phone its got a diff ring with a beep kinda deal...well i heard that. after several rings she answered and was like "im sleeping." then i asked her if she was on the phone with her mom or something and she was like "no im sleeping...maybe i butt dialed someone." well i was like well fuck it ill just drop it and not talk about it anymore. but tonight she was gonna come visit me and i had to go eat dinner with the family and she was fine with not seeing me. shes gonna come tomoorow to see me. then tonight she jumped in the showered and said she was gonna shave her legs and other things. i said i liked the hair. WTF. do you all think shes cheating on me? im kinda worried about it. but fuck it. should i confront her or just blow it off? i know this sight might not be the best to get advice off of but ima try. thanks guys and gals
My first confession here, and yes, I am new to this place. How I found it, and how I ended up here is a long story, which I can begin to explain by saying that I have always been very sexually active. You can't say that I was promiscous, but I always looked at sex as something normal, healthy and generally a thing no one should be ashamed of.
I am 38 now, female, married for almost 15 years, mom, and. a good wife. My husband is a love of my life, I am still very much attracted to him, we have good sex, and, there is not a single reason I should be unhappy. But...
My sex drive was always higher than his. At the start, when we went at each other like rabbits, I was fully satisfied, I gotta admit. But, since many years have passed, our sex is not as frequent as it once was, and that pushed me to self pleasuring, on a frequent schedule. And, long story short, I somehow ended up here, not for the porn, but for the written word, that can be mostly awful, and clearly made up, but it can be very enticing and exciting to see and read about the experiences and turn ons by others.
So, I guess this is where my story actually begins. I have always been flirty and I have been told more than once, that I am charming, as generally a very socially oriented person, but in the past few years, I have been using flirting as a kind of a vent, fully knowing that it won't lead nowhere, but still practicing it, for the fun of it. Combine that with, always growing self awareness, and the fact that I understand that time passing by is not getting me any younger, a compliment here and there makes me feel warm on the inside.
To be clear, I am objectively aware that I am above average looking for my age, but still, we all have our inner doubts, and we all enjoy our doses of serotonin.
So, in July, I went to a short holiday to Greece, with my mother and my offspring (as I understand the other word is forbidden here), as my husband was prevented to go at that time, because of work, and we also planned another little trip in August, when only we will go to the seaside.
First day, I have noticed a guy working at the kitchen bar, looking at me. It was a small hotel beach, in Rhodes, with a restaurant / caffe on the beach, and an open kitchen, looking at the beach. We chose a place right underneath it, at the top of the beach, and I caught him looking. It is not the first time someone gawks at me in a bikini, so, I forgot about it instantly. That same day, when we went to lunch at the same place, when our orders came, I saw that only my salad had eatable flower decoration on it. When I figured that out, I instinctively looked at the direction of the bar, and he was looking back, with a smile, obviously waiting for my reaction, and if I will figure it out.
That is where our game began. I thought nothing of it. He was a semi/handsome man, in his 20s I would say. Tomorrow, we located again at the top of the beach, and I deliberately started teasing him. You know, nothing special, turning the subbed so he can see me, moving my bikini so I can tan my bottoms. Again, flowers in the salad, plus, the waiter brought a rose in a little vase, only to our table.
Same the next day, as I got a little more daring, when the other two were in the water, I got my top off, to catch a few rays, while also checking if he is looking. He was.
The next day, I was deliberately standing in his sight, while oiling myself to prevent sunburns. I did it slowly, and I did it in a cheeky, sensual way. I also made eye contact for a few seconds, while doing it. And it was exciting, I must say. Not the fact that I wanted to do anything with him, but the fact that he was obviously attracted to me, and that he enjoyed this play, more than I did.
On the 4th or 5th day, I decided to drink my cocktail, standing at the bar, and as the caffe bar, and kitchen bar are continuing to one another, I chose the place at the division of these two sections. He was clearly sweating, not just from the heat, as I saw he was battling with himself if he should talk to me. For a moment, I thought that the kitchen staff is forbidden from talking to the guests, but that wasn't the case, he was just nervous. Then, I realised, he is maybe 24 or 25, and I might look scary to him, as I forgot that I am an "older lady" for him, and that made me feel bad, maybe I have over done it.
But, he found the nerve, and started talking. He was asking me, in bad English, these profane questions: where I am from, am I enjoying the holiday etc. I acted uninterested at first, but he didn't give up. The next day, I started flirting, you know, for flirting sake and my dose of serotonin, and that soften him up a bit.
How I felt? I felt wanted, and one day I even got a little horny, and sent my husband an unsolicited topless photo.
So, I guessed that will be it, even as our flirting game continued.
On day 8, I went out at the evening to the city of Rhodes, since the hotel is not far from it, by taxi, and just wandered around. My trip companions weren't up for it, so I was alone. Just walking, looking at the shop windows etc. And guess, what, around 9p.m., when I was gawking at some silly local made sandals, I heard a silent "hello".
It was him, with a grocery bag, smiling at me. My heart started beating faster, I wasn't expecting him out of the hotel. He politely asked me for a coffee, and I agreed.
What followed was very hard for me. The poor guy outright admitted his feelings for me, like a high school kid, started talking how he works those seasonal jobs during the summer, that he is from continental Greece, etc, etc... That is when I asked him about his age. 21. I felt like the crappiest person in the world. I found an excuse why I have to rush back, mumbled about seeing him tomorrow, and fled.
I thought about how I must've done harm to this young man, and that this time I went overboard, by teasing him into thinking that something could have happened. I really felt bad. Tomorrow, I chose the sunbeds lower, by the sea, so I could avoid him. When I went for a shower, since the showers are at the top of the beach, I caught him looking at me. His face... He was obviously aware that the charade is over.
On our last day, I was laying at the beach, with these thoughts racing through my mind. And at one point, it was after lunch, I just got up, and started walking towards the bar, not knowing what I actually want to say. To apologise?
As I approached, his smile was there. And I just blurred out "I wanna say bye, I am leaving tomorrow"
He was still smiling, and said something like "I liked having you around, looking and talking to you"
And that is where I snapped. "you have a place where I can give you a goodbye kiss"
Regreted saying that, the moment I said it. It looked like he was about to choke on the words not able to come out of his mouth "bed room, around corner"
As I walked to the "bed room", I had the urge to run away, but I thought, you made your bed, so now...
As I got around the corner, I realised that it was a room with spare sunbeds, not a bedroom. He was there, in his apron, breathing heavily. When I got in, and closed the door, we were in a complete dark for a few seconds, before he reached for the light. In those few seconds, a year passed in my mind.
I have never cheated on my husband. Never. My, before mentioned sexual appetite has only been fed by myself, in moments between encounters with my husband. I thought I would never cheat on him, since he really didn't deserve it, but on the other hand, I just wanted to give something to this young man, who I used maliciously, for my own fun, not fully understanding the scale of his feelings. I wanted to have sex with him, at that moment, I did, but from the bottom of my heart, I felt ashamed for wanting to cheat. So when that light came up, I got on my knees, and gave him a blowjob.
He was confused, and obviously very horny. I think he wasn't really experienced, since he was just standing there, stiff, while not touching me at all, except for a few light, gentle touches of my breasts, over the swimsuit. He didn't last long, maybe a few minutes, and he really wanted me, judging by the amount of cum, that I wasn't able to swallow by a single gulp.
When I got up, trying to hide the tremor in my legs, I acted all normal, and kissed him on the cheek. And just went out.
I can't remember the last time I was that wet.
Now, two months later, I am still haunted by this. On one hand, I feel terrible for cheating on my husband, and on the other, I can't stop thinking about that whole event. And if you are asking, no, there is no way this or anything similar will happen in the future. I am out of the flirting game, for good.
met on facebook.texten an talikin on phone an month.goin on date nxt week an if goes well.wat speed sould i go with this girl.shes 18 im 20.she has minimal contact with her mom she has issues.her dads in jail.her step mom died cancer this year an her foster dad an foster mom take care her .her ex cheated on her two years ago an she has not dated since.shes absolutely goergus bit bit low self esteem an confidence.what would could i do make her feel special
Few months ago my girlfriend of 7 yrs cheated on me and we broke up I took it upon my self to start having sex with her mom her mom is now my slave I make her drink my piss and lick my ass she does any thing she is told
A couple years ago I got off work early and headed home to surprise my wife, I called and she didn’t answer, she called me back a couple minutes later and said she was at her moms. I rode by and didn’t see her so I called again and she said she went to the store and would be home in a bit. A few hours later she came home and took a nap (headache). The next night we fucked and I immediately could tell her pussy was swollen and loose my cock was doing nothing for her, her moans were forced. After asking her over and over she tried to blame it on her dildo, I wasn’t buying it. After about a week she finally broke down and confessed that she had been going and fucking our black friend that we stay at the beach with, and told me they had fucked multiple times even when I was there with them.. It got worse, they were actually filming themselves and was sexting continuously sending the pics/vids back and forth planning and talking about their next meeting. As you could imagine I was furious and flew into a rage and left. But something strange happened, after my initial rage went away I noticed my dick was getting hard the more I thought about it the harder I became. I never imagined my wife cheating would turn me on especially with a friend, but it did and I couldn’t resist it. I went a few days acting mad and trying to sort my confusion, but I wasn’t confused, nothing ever mad me this hard. I finally went to my wife and put her hand on my hard cock and told her I wasn’t mad I actually think I liked it. And asked if I could see their conversations, she reluctantly showed me, to my surprise she was sexting him through our argument and actually planning to go to his house that Friday, I was excited and told her she could spend the weekend if they sent me pics/vids of them. The vid attached is the 1st I received just minutes after she text and told me she had arrived!
Cat fished cheating mom on POF she sent me this wanting to fuck
Kathleen (birth mom) If you ever see this. I would love to watch you cheat on your husband. Putting his cock in my mouth. Holding my head still as he fills my mouth.
I've never sucked a cock. But I really want to be your cum dumpster
I love you Mom!
Sexy Mom Hazrat Fatima Cheats on her husband, and commitment for sex with her own son Hassan. Hassan is very crazy for fuck own mom Hazrat Fatima 💦💦💦
I love fucking cheating married sluts. I find it easier picking them up than single women. This woman's husband went on a boys trip so she sent the offspring to her mom's and had me come over .
Well, first confession...
I am male, married, and faithfull, up until last summer.
We had a 20 year graduation reunion, and since these health restrictions, the meet up could only be organized outdoors.
I have moved from my home town right after graduating high school, so it was an interesting experience to see all those people after so long, since I lost contact to all of them, and missed on 10 year reunion.
Well, there was this girl, I know her since we went to old school together. She had an older bf in high school, ended up marrying him after graduation, and I always felt that was a shame, since she was hot, and still is.
Nothing extraordinary, no giant tits or something like that, just a slim, beautifull blond, mom next door kind of type now.
Long story short, she was so flirty, so pushy towards me, and I think that doesnt have to do anything with me in particular, but in the fact that we were friends as kids, and I live far away, unlike most other men there, and, since it is a small town, I guess she wanted to protect herself from gossip. She got tipsy, and, well, I ended up fucking her raw, in the toilet, and cumming in her pussy.
I think her husband was the only man she was with, before marriage, and I think that made her do it, and I am pretty sure that is neither a first, nor a last time.
Honestly, felt bad about it, afterwards, since, as I said, I am a porn site roaming pervert, but I do not cheat.
Still, it makes me so horny thinking about it, in retrospect.
Im up early and its because of him. Picked him up from the airport Saturday. He’s in town for Thanksgiving. Used to be weird having him and mom together after the divorce, especially after she started having her boyfriends join us for thanksgiving. But we got used to it.
I could tell he wanted it in the car. The way he was looking at me. I remember that fire in his eyes. The way his lips would get tight as he would look at my boobs and ass. If we had been alone in the car, I might have stopped on the way to the house.
But we weren’t.
This whole weekend we were never alone. SO he spent all day saturday, all day sunday, thinking about fucking me. He touched my ass at church. But someone was always around.
Until this morning. I felt him touch my foot. I woke and looked down. He was standing there, in his boxers, head poking out of the hole. I looked to hubby. He was still sleeping.
Got up, and he took me by the hand. We went downstairs, away from my bedroom and the guest rooms. He’s kissing my neck. mauling my boobs. He tells me he missed me.
I suck on his tounge as it finds my mouth. He pushes his fingers into my panties. I dont care that we are in the dining room. I move to his ear.
“Fuck me, daddy.” I say. He spins me around and bends me over the table. MY panties are pulled down. I feel him rubbing his cock on my slit. With a push, hes in me. Fuck I missed him in me. He spits on my ass and I feel his thumb pressing into it. I let out a little moan. He fucks me. He doesn’t last long, but then it was never about that. He cums in me. I feel him deflate. I go to stand, but he pushes me back down. He reaches for one of the decorative squashes I have on the table. He finds a longer one, not as round. He moves it to my pussy.
He fucks me with it. Hard. He asks me if I have cheated on hubby. I tell him yes. He grabs my hair. He makes me tell him. I tell him about my work fuck buddy. The table is starting to rattle. My pussy is making wet sounds.
I cum. After it subsides, I turn to him, and kiss him. Clean me he says.
I kneel. I take him in my mouth. He soft and spent. He cant get hard again at his age, but again, its not about that. I taste him and me. I clean him.
He smiles at me. “Good Girl.”
Your wife cheated on you, with me.
I never expected she would let me touch her, but she did. The how and the why is not nearly as important as the act, and I truly have no regrets about fucking your wife. And keep your anger to yourself because you have an amazing woman, and you've had enough impure thoughts over the years that you probably owe her an indiscretion or two. Everybody needs a freebie, and I was just lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time.
My hand on her back, she enjoyed the gentle scratch that wandered up to her neck. Her eyes closed, and for some reason, she smiled as she let my fingers delicately scratch against the back of her neck before wandering up into her hair. I could see her reflection in the mirror, and her hardening nipples showed through her bra. She was enjoying my touch, and only hesitated when I placed my kiss against her neck because she was forced to decide right then if she should stop it, or allow me to continue.
"I'll never say a word if you won't." I whispered, and her expression changed as the offer became real. "One time, and nobody will ever know."
She bit her lip hungrily as my hand slipped around her waist, and my warm breath in her ear as I kissed her neck again made her decision.
Her eyes opened, and she began to watch our reflection, your wife putting her guilt on someone else as she watched the reflection's indiscretion, but savored the touch against her. She watched my hand wander up, inching closer to her breast, and as I felt its fullness fill my hand, her hand wandered up to my neck to further expose the woman in the mirror. Her fingers slipped into my hair, her nails lightly scratching against my scalp as I lifted your wife's shirt and pulled up her bra.
Your wife has amazing breasts, and she slowly pressed her ass against my hardening cock as we watched my hands squeezing them, and pinching her nipples, and caressing that supple flesh that I wanted so much. My hand wandered up to her throat, and I turned her chin to accept my kiss. Her lips are amazingly soft and passionate, and her kiss was sweet from the lipstick she wore. Her eyes were hungry as they gazed into mine, and I couldn't wait to wander her naked body with my mouth. I pulled off her shirt and bra, and ran my fingers over her soft skin, savoring the image of your wife standing topless before me.
Turning her attention back to the reflection, I put your wife's hands behind my head, and continued to enjoy that gentle scratch of her nails. She hungrily watched her reflection as my hands wandered down her body, and whimpered as she saw me unbutton her pants, and slowly slide that zipper down. Her eyes grew wide as the top of her panties came into view behind that open zipper, and her breath quivered as she watched me slide them down her legs. I made sure my fingers stayed in contact with her body as I slowly knelt down to remove her pants, and she easily stepped out of them.
She watched my lips kiss up her thigh, enjoying her body as I kissed my way back up, and I could tell she was ready to pounce as she studied her nearly naked reflection, and this man behind her who wanted her "just this once..."
I turned her so that she could watch from the side... appreciating being naked next to me. She studied her own ass still in panties, and the incredible amount of flesh she was giving me that only you had gotten until now. She watched my fingers slip inside the elastic of those panties, and cooed softly as I slowly peeled them down her legs, and her bare bottom finally came into view.
Believe me... you have never witnessed a more wicked grin cross those lips than I did that moment.
She resigned herself to one dirty moment of cheating, and loved feeling another man's hands on her. That wicked grin turned to primal lust, and she truly felt sexier than she had felt in a very long time. Her fingers unbuttoning my shirt as she stared at my chest was frantic as she tried to strip me quickly, eager to get to naked skin. She dropped to her knees as she unbuckled my belt, desperate to wrap her fingers around the hardness she could feel but couldn't see, and the second my pants were down, your wife did what you never thought she would.
Her lips felt amazing as she sucked my cock between them, and her tongue savored my flesh like some decadent dessert, moaning warmly as she sucked my hardness. She turned slightly to watch her own reflection cheat, and seeing that hard cock sliding between her red lips made her enjoy it that much more. Your wife savored my cock, sucking it with expert skills, and twisting her head slightly as the thickness disappeared down her throat, and I could see the edge of her lips turn up in a hungry, wicked grin.
She may never do it again, but your wife loved being unfaithful at that moment.
Her head bobbed up and down on my shaft, and I caught her hand disappearing between her legs. As your wife silently came, I could feel her teeth press into my cock as she continued to blow me. Such a naughty minx, your wife... hungrily sucking a strange cock as she fingers her wetness and admires her infidelity in a mirror. I knew it was more about the reflection than me, your wife allowing herself to be far more than the devoted spouse and mom... instead taking the time to be the sexy woman she always wanted to be.
I pulled your wife up and she was quick to kiss me. I could taste the saltiness of my own cock on her mouth, and I quickly laid her on the table where she would be able to continue watching her own reflection. I spread her legs and climbed between them, and devoured her breasts for a moment before beginning to kiss my way down her body.
The hungry look on her face was desperately angry as she pushed my head between her legs, and she moaned loudly as my tongue slipped to her wetness, and slowly slid between those wet lips, and slid all the way up to that hungry clit. Her muscles tensed immediately as my tongue flickered over her swollen clit, and she came hard as I slipped two fingers deep inside your wife.
"Oh, my God!!!" she moaned loudly as her eyes darted back and forth between her cheating reflection in the mirror, and the man between her real legs; his fingers fucking her as his tongue swirled and licked at her hungry button.
She came hard and often as I enjoyed the hot, salty wetness between your wife's legs. Her mouth hangs with the most incredible temptation as that orgasm builds and releases, and she lets out that slow, satisfying moan of pure pleasure as the orgasm washes over her like a warm wave. Her legs tensed and squeezed my head over and over as I lapped at her sweet pussy, and each time she glanced over to see the man between her legs in the mirror, the reminder that she was a cheating wife just pushed her into orgasm that much faster.
At one point as I realized how much she enjoyed watching, I pushed her onto her side and slipped her leg over my shoulder. I made sure she could watch the tongue licking her clit, and see it spread them as the dark red tongue slipped to the hot pink button that inevitably pushed her over the edge. Watching another man's mouth between her legs was intoxicating, and she eagerly stretched her body to get a better view of the mouth that gave her so much pleasure.
She nearly waited too long as the nerves began to get sensitive, and while she could have stopped me there, she wanted me to fuck her. She wanted to feel my hardness slide in deep and touch her in places that no other cock had touched in years... except her husband's.
"Fuck me, fuck me hard!" she begged.
I climbed on top of your wife, and saw your wedding ring on her finger. It was guiding my hardness to her wet and hungry pussy, and she moaned loudly as she felt my full length and girth slowly impale her.
All the way in, inch by inch, I slipped my hardness deep inside your wife, until my balls nestled neatly against the crack of her ass. I couldn't get any deeper in your wife, and I knew by the smile on her lips, and the satisfied look in her closed eyes that I had all she wanted. Now it was time to fuck her hard.
Pulling almost out very slowly, she cooed lovingly as I slowly plunged back inside her. Out again, I pushed my cock into your wife a little faster, and she bit her bottom lip with anticipation of being filled that much, and fucked very hard. Faster... harder... deeper... she moaned loudly when she first heard my body smack her pussy.
I turned her head to watch herself cheat, and she struggled to keep her eyes open as the woman in the mirror was fucked harder and harder. Her breasts bounced up and down violently, and she could see her ass rubbing against the table as the hardness continued to spank her pussy, and the length and girth spread her over and over.
Your wife came hard and fast as she watched herself fucked, and was quick to put her leg over my shoulder so that she could turn on her side to watch the act in the reflection. I could hear her fingernails scratching into the surface of the table, and her knuckles were turning red as she squeezed the sides. The look in her eyes was nearly painful as she waited for the orgasm to wash over her, and as it finally hit, I watched your wife bury her teeth into her own arm, the teeth marks glistening in the light as she finally let go of her tension and released the orgasm to flood her with that wave of electricity.
"OH, FUCK!!!" she screamed loudly, and quickly covered her mouth, praying that no one heard her scream of unfaithful pleasure.
I grinned at the pain she must have endured, biting her arm like that, and waited for the tension to build again. When I saw that look in her eyes, my hand loudly smacked her ass, and your wife yelped in shock, before allowing the sting to slowly blend with the pleasure. Another smack against her naked ass, and one more for good measure, she came again, even stronger as she watched the wife in the mirror being fucked and spanked like some dirty schoolgirl.
I rolled her over and put her ass in the air, and she began to ignore the mirror as my hands slipped to her waist, and my hard cock plunged back into her very eager pussy. I squeezed those beautiful rolls of her hips as I fucked her hard, my body spanking her ass; my balls smacking against her clit as my cock drove into her unmercifully. Wave after wave, your wife came and came as I rough fucked her, and I began to see the scratch marks in the finish of the table as her fingers dug deep.
Your wife's pussy felt incredible as it wrapped around my cock, and I could feel her walls squeeze it each time she came. Her toes curled, and her ass was turning red from the spanking she received, and I wondered if her husband might see my dirty hand print on his wife's ass later.
My hands reached around to squeeze her breasts as I continued to fuck her, and her nipples remained as hard as ever as she enjoyed feeling the cock pounding her from behind. I pulled her up, and her back arched as she leaned back to give me access without losing the momentum of the stroke. I grabbed her hair and pulled, and she willingly submitted to me as the wicked grin crossed her lips yet again.
"Where am I cumming?" I asked hungrily in a near whisper only meant for her ears.
Your wife began to pant and grind against my cock, determined to take every drop of my cum deep inside her pussy. In for a penny, in for a pint was all I could figure from the fucking I began to receive from her, and I was surprised when she pulled off my cock and forced me onto my back, climbing on top and slipping the hardness back inside.
She turned me so that she could watch her reflection again, and leaned back so that she could watch herself fucking the cock. Your wife seemed obsessed with burning that image in her mind, and her pussy looked amazing as it slid up and down my shaft. The muscles in her stomach tensed and released, and her legs squeezed my hips as she rode me. Her ass ground against my legs for only a moment before rising up so that she could watch the cock disappear deep inside her.
Over and over, up and down, your naughty wife rode that hard cock, and her eyes stayed glued to the image of another man inside her in that reflection. She glanced away one time to see my expression as I reached my limit, and on that loud moan as I released my hot cum inside your wife's pussy, she came hard, and began to slow her fucking, determined to watch my cum dribble from inside her and leak down my hard shaft. Your wife demanded my cum inside her for the sole reason of watching it leave her. She wanted to see another man fucking her, and see that finish as that white, sticky, hot cum drained from between her legs.
Finally satisfied, she sunk down on my cock one last time, and began grinding her hips against me, rubbing it deep inside to take home with her. The expression of naughty cheating nearly carried a vengeful look, and I couldn't tell if it was anger, or claiming a trophy after what she had just done.
Climbing off, your wife climbed between my legs and lovingly licked the taste from my flesh. I could see the white cream caking against her tongue, and she easily swallowed and then licked it from her lips, continuing that task until I was absolutely clean of our juices.
Dabbing the edges of her lips daintily, she grinned with a look of wicked accomplishment as she sucked that last drop from her fingertip. She picked up her panties without saying a word, and when I snapped my fingers and smiled, she didn't hesitate to place them in my hand. She slipped on her bra, followed by her shirt and pants, and grabbed the rest of her belongings. Out the door with nothing more than a seductive grin, your wife was headed home to you.
Hopefully... you never tasted me on her lips, or saw the red hand print on her naked ass, or the creamy white cum that dribbled from her pussy and ran down her inner thigh, soaking into her pants.
But let me just congratulate you... you married an amazing woman, who is an amazing fuck. Enjoy what you have with her, because I will fuck her again if I get the chance. Your wife's panties are neatly folded in my drawer, waiting for her to come back and claim them.
THIS IS NOT IN ANY WAY SEXY. I need advice and feedback.
I'm a 27 y.o. male and rent a house with my girlfriend. We've been together 2.5 years and I love her with all my heart. We plan to get married but she's only 21 and still in college full time (also working part time).
My 22(ish?) ex girlfriend just moved back to town. We dated for almost 3 years but she cheated on me a lot. We realized we're much better friends than we are in a relationship and that's how it's continued in the years since. She's like my little sister and the kid's life is just a train wreck. She moved in with my mom to help her get back on her feet and stay out of trouble. She has a lot of issues she needs to deal with and keeps getting distracted by her shitbag friends so she never gets her shit together.
My girlfriend is so not okay with our friendship, especially if we're hanging out and smoke a bowl (because I obviously will go mad and cheat on her). She said she was okay with the situation and even offered to let my ex stay with us for a while, but of course she was only saying that and didn't really mean it because she was under duress.
I need my ex girlfriend to be gone so that tranquility can return to my home, but she's not gonna be gone until she gets her shit together which she isn't going to do on her own. I also hate the idea that I have to abandon people I care about just because my girlfriend is insecure or doesn't like them. This isn't the first time her attitude has driven me away from a friendship and I feel like I'm failing my convictions to give in for the sake of having a happy home.
To make matters worse, my girlfriend and I are complete morons and so she's pregnant. Not far along but this isn't something we planned and so she's getting an abortion (the pill) this weekend. So obviously this is the worst time ever for all this ex girlfriend shit to be going on because this pregnancy is an emotionally draining experience on its own.
Last night I took the ex over to my best dealer's place so that way I don't have to be bothered with her always trying to see if I can hook her up. Meant it to just be an hour or so but people start rolling joints and busting out hang drums, the ex thinks my guy is really cute so she wants to hang; I'm itching to leave and get home to my girl because I know she's gonna be annoyed but you know what it's like at your guy's place. They're always just about to roll another one... So it wound up being more like 3 hours. Totally insensitive to my girlfriend's explicit discomfort with situations like that. Came home at midnight to a deserved bitching before a cold night's sleep.
What the fuck am I supposed to do here? Where do I draw the line between being insensitive and standing up for things that are important to me? Any advice on these things would be appreciated.
We were sent home from work at lunch time on Monday as we had no material. I drove home to find a car in my driveway I have never seen before. My girlfriend lives with me and no one else. So I drove past and parked down the street. I sat there wondering if I was being burglarized or my girlfriend was there cheating I just did not know.
I decided to walk back to the house as my diesel truck would have alerted who it was. I went to the back yard and peaked in my window looking into my living room.
To my surprise was my girlfriends 16 year old daughter being pounded by some dude.
She does not live with me but has a key for when she chooses to visit her mom on the weekends.
I went back to my truck and drove back to the driveway and parked behind the car and waited. They came out after about five and the confrontation began.
Susie has never liked me she has treated my like shit ever since we first met.
She is just one of those hot girls with a bad tude.
The boy was not saying a word just standing there looking like a scared rabbit with no where to run.
Susie just kept saying let us get the fuck out of here. Finally I told the boy he could leave but if he left with her I was calling the law. He agreed and she tore into him calling him every name in the book. What a BITCH!
I let him leave and told her to get in the truck I was taking her home to her dads.
She got in and started crying, please do not tell my dad! I told her I am not only going to tell him, I will tell him what you where doing on my couch.
She looked at me as if she would die. She yelled how the fuck do you know, so I told her and I told her the color of the panties she was wearing.
Then she truly started begging and I drove in silence. Then the begging turned to pleading. I will clean your house, wash your truck, mow the lawn but please do not tell my dad!
I drove in silence until we pulled in to her driveway. Her dad was not home.
She turned to me and with such a pitiful look put her hand on my leg and said please I will do anything and I mean anything.
I am going to play this Bitch until it is no fun anymore. She keeps texting me with "PLEASE". Susie you BITCH you deserve this!
i wish my mom was a slut. I want her to fuck dudes all night and cheat on my dad. I want to fuck my mom while she sucks a some dick in an MMF threesome.. I fantasize about running a train on her with very rough sex. I want to sandwich my mommy between big dicks, use her up for hours and overwhelm her with cock.
i want to turn her into a huge slut.
Nice hot mom cheating his husband with other guy from neighbourhood. Nice anal.
I confess to being a cheating filthy cumslut since I the first time I got fucked when I was 9. My fiance took me to an ABS/XXX Theater earlier and helped me get fucked by close to 30 different cocks, maybe more. He is turned on knowing I am a almost no limit fucktoy for anyone, yes anyone, that wants to fuck me.
The only thing that I like more and makes me cum harder then being fucked very roughly by complete strangers is having my fiance clean my swollen, cumfilled, abused cunt between and after countless men use me. I fucked hundreds of men in the 27 yrs I was married to my ex husband who married me before I was 16 and fathered the son I had at 14 and to this day don't know who the father is.
Several years ago my son who regularly saw me naked, including many times getting fucked by other men and has watched me play with my pussy. He grew up accustomed to seeing his young mom completely naked. I let him sleep in my bed very frequently because my husband worked overnights for awhile. Very often he slept in my bed while I was completely naked. When I did wear something it was just a t-shirt and no panties. I guess I provoked his sexual curiosity and desire to try and get the same pleasure as the many men he watched use my body for their pleasure. One of my favorite loves that was very into dominating and using me as an object REALLY got off when I told him my son often watches me fuck. He began putting on a show anytime he knew my son was watching. This man was supposedly a friend of my husband from work and has been fucking me without my husbands knowledge since his 2nd day on the job. He knew the very first time my husband introduced me to him that I was "available" to be fucked. He was one of only a handful of men up until then that understood my needs, which was to be degraded and abused while fucking. He had an awesome uncut cock and knew how to use it to make me almost worship it and earn the right to taste, and feel it in and on every part of my body. Every single time he got together with my husband with me around he found a way to either fuck me or feed me his cum. I can't tell you how many times he ordered me to kiss my husband in front of him just minutes after I swallowed his load or wore his cum as if it was makeup.
I have to take a break now. If enough people want to hear more of my many true nasty experiences as a slut, I will continue. I came 3 times while typing this because it made me hot thinking about it. Attached is a pic of me on my back with legs spread. Anybody want to fuck me??
I confess...I have a fetish for older women that has only gotten stronger as the years have passed. The reason for this is the best (actually the ONLY *really* good) sex story I have.
This was 8 years ago, the summer of 2005. I was 15 and it was the July 4th holiday. My parents had a little pool/barbecue party for the block. I was swimming for a little while. When the sun started to go down I decided that was enough so I went upstairs to change. I dried off and got into a pair of my gym shorts, just for the time being so I could hang my suit in the bathroom and get a shirt and some sandals.
I went to the bathroom and was waiting. I thought- weird, the only people I figured would be using the upstairs bathroom was my mom or dad or sisters but they were all outside. The door opened after a minute. It was Mrs. Batelli, who was my mom's friend from the block. When she came out, she was adjusting the top of her sundress- really nice dress, orange with a pretty good cut, and I'm sure you know exactly where my eyes went. She was probably about 41-44 and she was nicely proportioned, probably around 145 and 5'6" or 5'7". Shoulder length auburn hair. Had a good tan on by that point in the summer. Her name was kind of deceptive, she wasn't Italian at all, that was her husband's name. I think she was some kind of European little-bit-of-everything mutt, but the tan was pretty far from her natural skin color. And it looked good. She had the legs out, nice shape- not very long but hey. Her tits were very nice, very perky for her age. Not huge, probably a small C or large B. I was staring dead at those suckers because in adjusting herself she was really moving them around and hadn't noticed me. In fact, I think she was about 6 inches away from bumping into me before she realized I was there.
She just went "Ooh!" and stepped back, definitely startled.
I just stood there, probably with some idiotic look on my face because I just got to watch a solid 6 seconds of tits bouncing around.
I expected her to react adversely, but she put her hand on her chest and started laughing- actually quite hard, much harder than the situation probably warranted.
She was like "Shit!" and kept laughing. I had no clue what to say, just kept smiling like an ass.
So she takes two steps, stumbles right into me and gives me this big half hug with one arm so that those firm tits and pressed right into me and she goes "You scared the HELL out of me!" and just kept laughing. I had still not said anything!
This is when it dawned on me- how long she'd been here, since noon, I wasn't keeping track of her drinking but she was fairly petite- this lady was HAMMERED.
So I think I said something like "Glad to see to you too,"
She said, "You didn't talk to me all day!"
We exchanged bullshit for about two minutes, none of it is interesting. Finally she said, "Your house is nice. I'm staying here. I'm going to sleep over."
I was kind of chuckling at this point and I just wanted to humor her so I said "Cool!"
She goes "Let's have a sleepover party" and I answer "Sure, that sounds like fun."
And then out of nowhere, she goes "Do you trust me?" all serious all of a sudden and I answer "Of course," because I think she's going to tell me something weird or something.
But no, as soon as I say it, she comes right up, pulls me in and gives me this deep, fucking awesome tongue kiss. Let me tell you. I had NO clue what was happening. She was working her tongue all over my mouth and I got instantly hard. She tasted like spearmint and- I didn't know at the time, but now, unmistakably- rum. And lots of it. Captain Morgan and Doublemint. I'll never forget it.
After about twenty seconds, she pulls back and goes "Somebody's gonna see this" and I think "FUCK! Come on!" but I was very happily mistaken because she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom.
I threw my towel and suit into the tub. She locked the door and put on the lights and the fan (cover up noise? I dunno) and she pulls me into the sink, falling, so that we both hip-check the counter. More tongue kissing. Fucking awesome, none of that awkward high school bullshit.
Her tits were right up on me and after a minute I started feeling bold so I slowly raised my hand up the back her leg and felt on her thigh. She had damn good skin for a middle aged woman, must have lotioned up all the time. I was wary, and frankly, a little worried that a wrong move on my part would blow the whole thing and I'd kick myself forever. But I was also horny as fuck at this point and just wanted to touch all her bits. But, to my delight, as I felt on her thigh she pulled my hand and guided it right up the dress onto her nice, firm ass. She was wearing the high-cut bikini panties. Guess she hadn't embraced the thong yet. I didn't care. It wasn't a big ass, but the texture was fantastic. Firm, but soft. Not muscular but not flabby. I was throbbing at this point.
She must have known, because she grinding the top of her leg against my shorts. She had me salivating. I pulled my other hand up her dress and onto the other ass cheek. Fantastic.
Then she reached down and fondled me through my shorts and gave me a little squeal. It was a lovely little sound. She stopped to spin me so I was up against the counter then back away and pulled her dress over her head (with surprising grace) to show off her body. She had a nice figure, cut pretty well for her years. Her bra was white and strapless. She whipped it right off. I got my third really good look at some live tits. This was the epitome of awesome. I felt like a fucking champ. But it was only the beginning.
She sauntered over to me and smiled and said "Show me" in the hottest voice I'd ever heard. I immediately dropped my shorts. I'm not going to brag about my cock. I'm no mandingo, but I was hard as a motherfucker. She said "Nice" and dropped her panties.
Her pussy was beautiful, symmetrical. None of the curtains you might expect on an older mother of two. She was shaved smooth. I'm pretty sure I audibly said "Fuck"- as in "Fuck, I am going to wake up any second now."
She came up to me and put her lips back to mine, and as she did she cradled my balls and started carefully to appraise my cock. She was teasing me. My heart was beating like it was going to explode. Then she got up on her toes and slid her pussy over the top of my shaft. It was like heaven. I don't know how I didn't cum right then and there. She leans into me and I think she asked "Do you want to help me cum?" and I just nodded "Yes" even though I didn't hear her completely. Whatever, she could have asked me to to stand on my head.
So she grabs my head and moves me so I'm about eye level with her tits and pulls me into them and says "Kiss my nipple like I kissed you". I tried my ass off to be good. Who knows if I was. Soon, she was purring like a kitten. She dipped her hand down into her snatch and started playing with her clit. I could hear how wet she was. I told myself "Shit, good, I'm doing it right."
She took my hand and guided it to her pussy. Her slit was so wet. She used just my fingers at first, but soon she was using my whole palm- long strokes, she had me cup it hard and my whole palm was getting slick.
Then she asked, "Do you have a condom?"
- FUCK -
I mean of course I didn't. I wasn't sexually active. My heart sank. I was abut to lose my virginity and I didn't have a fucking rubber.
I said, "No". She said, "It's okay."
My cock was denied entrance, but she balled up my hand and slid my index and middle fingers inside her and fucked away, vigorously. I went back to licking her nipples, harder and faster with the rhythm of her body. She came, I felt her snatch tighten as she squeezed and she threw her head back.
It was something to behold, indeed, but fuck man, did I regret not having a condom.
"Thank you," she said, with kind of a giggle.
"Now-" she said, and dropped down to her knees. I put my palms flat against the counter. She pulled my hips forward, grabbed my butt a little, and then slid her lips over my cock. I'm a little biased, but it's still the best head I ever got. Her skilled tongue lapped over my head and shaft and she gently caressed my balls. It was like waves of electric everytime she bobbed. She took the whole thing. I only lasted two minutes, having been dying for release for so long by this point. I came buckets and she moved down even deeper as I did so that it ran down her throat. She swallowed every last drop and cleaned me off with her tongue as she pulled back.
The whole encounter lasted less than twenty minutes. After I came, she started to dress herself again and said "Don't tell anybody, ok?" I nodded, lightheaded.
She left, and I laid in my bed for a few minutes to recuperate. When I went back downstairs, she was gone. Her husband was too, so I guess he decided they'd had enough and they were going home. I have a lot of theories- the husband was some kind of professional, like a lawyer or something. I first thought she was neglected but later I found out that he was most likely cheating on her. I never found out, but what does it matter?
Naturally, I kicked myself for not having a condom. It was about nine months later when I finally lost my V-Card.
After the encounter, I saw her less. I always wanted to try to see if she would ever be alone so I could ask her about it, but the opportunity never presented itself. Later, I thought about maybe trying to blackmail her, but I had a pang of consciousness and thought it would be shitty of me to do that to the lady who gave me my first great sexual experience out of the blue with no strings. I still have mixed feelings. I wish I would have hit it.
Eventually, she divorced the husband and moved away, out of the state and remarried. I haven't talked to her.
I took a few things away from this- first and foremost ALWAYS HAVE A RUBBER. you never know when your mom's friend will suddenly and for no reason decide to get frisky with you. Secondly, I still love the older ladies. I've only had a couple of other experiences after, but the first one was the best and most special. I still frequently knock one out thinking about that blowjob and fantasizing about what could have been.
Oh well, the inexperience of youth, etc.
That's it. This story is 100% true and I hoped you enjoyed it.
My cousin pushed me in the bathroom, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” she said grinning.
In that “what the fuck” moment she shut the door behind her, and exposed a perky B cup which made my mouth water and instantly gave me wood.
I’ve always been kind of flirty with my cousin, but never thought anything of it because she’s family. Perhaps the last instance of truth or dare we played put us over the edge?
“I dare you to kiss Sandra,” my sister suggested. No, not cool sis, what is this high school? We were drinking and started acting like idiots.
“What are we living in a trailer park in the south?” I asked.
“You forfeit?” my sister slurred in her drunken stupor.
I leaned in to kiss my cousin Sandra who was flush with either alcohol or embarrassment, perhaps both. I moved in for the cheek but she turned at the last second and kissed my lips.
Maybe it was that kiss that did it, but Sandra was off the hook.
She stood there, looking at me with her tit exposed and smiling. I didn’t know what to say or do so I tried my damnedest to undermine the conversation.
“It isn’t that big, nothing special,” I said.
“Let me see it,” Sandra pleaded her breast still exposed.
I pulled my shorts down so she could see the tip of my erect cock.
“The whole thing!”
My penis was so fucking hard, pulsating, anticipating Sandra’s touch. I slid my underwear down to reveal myself to her and blushed.
“It’s bigger than what I’m getting,” she said as she looked at it.
Sandra is an Italian beauty, dark black hair, golden brown eyes, B sized tits with a slim waist and her lips are soft and pucker perfectly. She’s engaged to a cop and I’m married to a teacher, I had to put a stop to this or we both risked a shit ton of drama that neither of us could afford.
I pulled my pants back up, “listen cuz, you’re hot as hell but we can’t do this.”
“Do what? I just wanted to see your dick!” she said seemingly offended that I would think that we were going to actually fuck.
She put her perfect tit away blushing.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you Sandy,” I said looking into her eyes. She moved towards me, and hugged me tightly. Surely she felt the bulge between my legs throbbing against her stomach with anticipation. She looked up at me, and her lips touched mine. Her tongue passed between my lips and intertwined with mine.
“Bill is working tomorrow if you want to come over and help me move some furniture,” she whispered.
“You’re going to cheat on him with me?” I asked.
“He’s fucking every prostitute and woman he can. He’s always coming home smelling like a French whore house. Like I wouldn’t notice.”
“If our family finds out, your mom and my father… holy shit, you know the consequences.”
“They won’t. I’ve always wanted you. I need this. I’m on the pill, so we can do whatever,” She said.
Now SERIOUSLY. My cousin, holy fuck. My mind is still blown away. I’m married and so is she but I don’t know how to even approach this shit. I mean, yeah – I’m a guy and my cousin is a perfect 10 in my book. If I wasn’t related to her I would have railed her right then and there in the bathroom and bragged to my wife about it. I work at a job where I can easily take off and do whatever I want. I don’t think I’ll ever have the chance at being with a prettier woman in my life – unless I pay for it by using a high priced escort lol. What should I do? I know many are going to be like “bang her!” but seriously – put yourself in my situation for real. This is my first cousin.
Mmmmmm cheating soccer moms ass
I cheated on my wife this weekend while she was out of town.
She's visiting her mom out of state and I was feeling horny so I chatted up an 18 y/o girl from Tinder. We ended up meeting up and went shopping together. I bought her her first toys (a big blue dildo and a rabbit vibrator) and had her model lingerie for me for a while and eventually settled on a sheer black set with pink polka dots that I also bought.
I took her back to my place but didn't want to fully commit to fucking someone behind my wife's back so I asked her to model the sexy underwear for me some more. She gave me an awkward lapdance (didn't know how to dance) then sat in my lap while we made out for a few minutes and I got hard. I told her I wanted to watch her fuck herself with the dildo so she stripped down and laid on my bed and struggled to take it, not sure if she was a virgin or not but it was her first time playing with a big dildo. I walked around her and watched from different angles, smelled her pussy and played with her nipples a little bit, then pulled my pants off and started masturbating while I watched. A few seconds later I was kneeling over her on the bed with my dick in her mouth. She knew how to use her tongue and I came all over her face pretty quick.
We cuddled in bed for a little bit and then I gave her a ride home to her parents' house.
I feel guilty going behind my wife's back but it feels good knowing that girl will think of me every time she fucks herself with the toys I bought her :)
I'm secretly obsessed with turning out married or taken women. I've found that once they made the decision to cheat they're open to almost anything, and I love seeing how far I can push and encourage them. It's become my favorite sexual dynamic.
One girl would come over on the way home from work and I'd creampie her pussy, then she'd go home to her fiance and fuck him with my cum still inside of her.
I got one woman into watersports. She would tell her husband she was out with friends but she'd be with me swallowing my piss or licking my floor while I fucked her ass.
I had a free use arrangement with a hot little Russian mom. She'd dress up in lingerie and heels and let me put a gimp mask and ball gag on her and do absolutely anything I wanted with her. I mostly kept her to myself, but every now and then I'd invite a friend or two over and we'd gangbang her like that. Husband at home with the family while she's getting DPd by absolute strangers.
I've got a new girl on the hook right now and it's almost time. Can already tell she's going to be a perfect cum dump whore
I've recently been divorced not wanting to date or get into a relationship so I've been trying out massage parlors. Easy to get laid and no drama . 2 weeks ago went to try a new place called set up a time said they aren't busy come any time. I was only 10 min away so I was there in 15 . As soon as I walked in the door I knew this was going to be a place I visit as much as possible. 2 beautiful Chinese early 20 ish lady's greeted me and took me to my room. They told me to get undressed and lay down on the table and left . Few minutes later a older lady walks in she looks to be in her early 40 cute but not even close to the other 2 and starts massaging my shoulders . After seeing the other 2 I was disappointed but she was alright looking good enough for a Bj. After a few minutes we start talking about things to do in my town she wasn't from around here . Told her I don't go out much got a divorce recently not really in the mood to go out and have a good time . She asked if I had a girlfriend i told her no that my ex wife turned out to be cheating on me for awhile so I think I'm going to stay single. She told me to stay away from the white girls and get me a good Chinese girl . I laughed at her and told her she was Chinese at least half was the other Thai. And that was why i could understand her broken english so good because the ex's mom talked just like her. We bs a little longer and then she told me to flip over on my back she would be right back.
I flipped over and waited for what seemed like 10 min and was starting to get pissed finally she comes back in followed by one of the two girls that meet me at the door . She had a big smile on her face and said that she and her trainee was going to show me how full blooded Chinese treat men. They both strip off the clothes one straddles my legs and to my surprise the younger one does the same to my chest with her surprisingly unchinese bubble butt facing me . She started inching her way back till her ass was almost sitting on my face . I could 4 hands massaging my and dick and balls . I couldn't help myself having that ass so close to my face and not do anything. It looked and smelled so good I had to dive in. It didn't take long for her to start moaning and me to tell them to slow down l wanted this to last as long as possible. The older one asked if I like to have more room and said the couch in the room made into a bed . We all jumped of the table through the cushions off and pulled the bed out . She pushed me onto the bed and said it was her turn now and straddles my head while the trainee started sucking my dick . Her pussy smelled and tasted just as good as the younger ones did and I went to town on it. She was grabbing my head grinding my face with her puss until she started shaking and moaning and trying to pull away but I wasn't going to stop till she begged me to stop so I grabbed ahold of her waist a buried my tongue deep inside her. She started moaning and shaking and I was about to explode from one of the best BJ's I've ever got so I let go of her hips and she rolled off my face and laid down beside us . I had to stop the other soon I was going to blow my load but it was so hard to stop her once i saw that beautiful face bobbing up and down on my sick of the . I think she could since I was close and stopped sucking and started kissing my stomach and working her way up to my nipples biting them softly . As she started kissing my neck is could feel her wet puss slide up and down my cock . For a split second l was going to stop her and put on a rubber but all that flew out the window as she reached back and guided it in her now almost dripping wet snatch. As she sat up i was amazed how young and beautiful with what I think was the most perfect body I've ever seen and how lucky I was. I knew I wasn't going to last long with her perfect little titties bouncing in front of me plus she was squeezing my shaft every time she went down. I might of lasted maybe 5 min til I told her I was about to cum she jumped off and started sucking my cock til I felt like I blew the biggest load of my life right in her mouth and she never slowed down one bit . After she sucked me dry she came up and laid down beside me and laid her head on my shoulder then I felt the same thing happen on my other side which kinda surprised me I forgot she was still there and kinda felt a little bad for forgetting her but she didn't act like it bother her .
We laid in the bed for a few minutes to catch our breath then I told them I had to get going . Asked how much I owed them they said it was on the house because she was a trainee I thanked them and gave both of them big tips and said I would be back as soon as I recovered my strength . Just when I was about she whispered in my ear that's how a true Chineses women treat men .
Thick curvy cheating soccer mom mmmmmmm
I just turned 35 and have something I need to confess.I Actually probably have much more than this one post but this is where I'll start. The summer after I graduated High School I started working for my Grandad at his gas station. It was still full service back in the late 90's and it worked around my upcoming college class schedule.
My Aunt Ginger ran it for my grandad as his health was not that great and he was getting on up in years. She was 48 and I was 18. She had been the focus off many jerk off sessions in my teen years. She still had blonde hair,not sure if she dyed it, and was in great shape. She swam,ran and worked out constantly,in talking to my mom I found out her husband at the time and soon to be ex was a total piece of shit. He cheated on her constantly and was abusive mentally and physically.
At this time they were separated but probably still fucking bc he would be at her house a few nights a week.Her only child,my older cousin, was five years older than me and was in the armed services and was in town before going on a deployment for 6 months. After work Friday she asked if my sister,her boyfriend and I wanted to come cookout Saturday night we said sure. I had to work Saturday but got off at 6 and headed over there. When I got there you could tell everybody already had a few to drink and where lounging in and around the pool. My drunk Aunt who was normally reserved told me to grab a beer and get my swim trunks and get in the pool. I ran inside changed and came on out. She was laying out on a raft in the middle of the pool. She said come on in the water is fine.I dove in beer in hand and swam to her to put it on her raft. Coming out of the water I almost choked. Her raft spun and I came up at the foot of it and found myself staring right at her crotch. For some reason her suit was sitting wrong and the edge of the suit on one side was right up between her pussy lips. "You gonna drown" I heard my uncle shout from the grill,snapping me back in to reality. "Yep I'm ok just sucked in some water"I yelled back. My aunt asked if I could push her raft to the steps so she could get out. I obliged and got to the side and pushed it the 20 ft to the shallow end steps. When we got there she rubbed my head like a puppy then kissed me on the check and said you were always my favorite nephew. I said gee thanks considering my other cousin was total douche and spoiled brat and everyone hated him. As she got out she did that thing woman do when they get out of water and adjusted her bikini bottoms. I tried to catch a sneak peak but only got to see some ass cheek.
About 5 minutes later my uncle calls out the food is ready and my cousin,sister, and her bf wake up and we all head in side.By this time my aunt had changed in to some running shorts and a tank top. She was refilling her wine glass and fixing her plate when my uncle said something shitty aboout how much food she had on her plate. I was known to be a smart ass and patted my uncles belly and said like you have any room to talk. I turned to my aunt and said he's just jealous of your girlish figure and wishes he could still wear a bikini. Everybody laughed and we ate and drank and chilled out. Aunt Ginger finished off a bottle of whatever wine and said she was going to bed. Uncle Bill was passed out on the couch and the rest of us went to different guest rooms and passed out for the night. About 4 am I woke up with a raging hard on and the feeling I was going to piss all over myself. the house was pitch black and was still very drunk. I felt my way down the hall and found the guest bathroom to which the wonderful sounds of my sister's bf vomittting coming through the door. There was only one other bathroom up stairs and that was the master. The door was cracked open and I tried to be careful but the raging piss being barely held back was the only think I cared about. I opened the bathroom and flipped on the light and closed the door behind. To anyones that had to piss with a hard on it's not easy. I did my best to hit the toilet but i'm pretty sure most of it was anywhere but. As I was shaking the last of the piss out the door start to open and my Aunt goes Bill are you Ok? I pause not knowing what to do and for some reason turn towards her dick straight in the air and before I can say a word she says come to bed you know how horny wine makes me and opens the door wide open in nothing but her panties. Our eyes meet then she stares at my dick while I'm starring at her boobs. She's goes Oh My Good Jake I'm so sorry. I finally get my shorts up and run out while she is diving back in her bed.
The next morning everyone sleeps in but I get up first and head downstairs. I see Uncle Bill tried to get to his bedroom but fell at the top stairs and passed out again and even looked like he pissed his pants. I head to the kitchen and grab some Orange juice before I head outside and dive in the pool to clear my head. I swim a few laps before I get out.As I'm coming up the ladder I look up and my aunt has been sitting there watching me. She's chilling, drinking some coffee and asks me how feel. I told her my head is ringing but I'll be ok. She says so about last night and I tell her that Clay was throwing up and I had to piss and start to ramble. She says don't sweat it, it will be our little secret. I say works for me and we gone in about the time everyone is waking up and cook breakfast then aftewrads I head home.
Monday I get to work and she is already gone and this goes on everyday until Thursday. Thursday I come in and the older man that works there had come in as well. He says your Aunt called me in and said to call have you call her when you got here. I call her up and she says I need some work down at my house come on over. I get there knock on the door and no one answers. The door is unlocked so I open it and hollar out Hello. She yells down upstairs Jake. Not knowing what was happening and having read one to many penthouse forums I start to think it's about to go down. I head upstairs and call out Aunt Ginger and she says in the bedroom Honey. I walk in hoping for my Aunt naked but find her in overalls and a head band cleaning out her closets. She is throwing all of my uncles stuff in boxes and just cramming it in there then duct taping the shit out of it. I ask her whats up and she tells me that she told Uncle Bill they were done this time. Come to find out that weekend they were going to reconcile and she was going to let him move back home. Sunday my cousin overheard his dad talking on the phone to his girlfriend after we all left telling her he was out of town and would be back tonight. My cousin confronted him and broke his dad's nose when his dad told him to mind his own fucking business. So my Aunt had been busy getting an attorney and restraining orders. I told her she seemed pretty upbeat considering she was getting a divorce. She says it feels like a 1000 lb weight has been lifted and I feel free again. So we work and laugh and pack all his stuff up and put it outside in the garage for him to pick up while she's at work the next day. It's kind of late and she says go get some food and come back my treat for being so helpful. She hands me $50 and I head to the chinese place down the street. When I get back she is in the den on the couch listening to what had to of been Kenny G or some shit. She had lit some candles and turned the lights down some and had poured a glass of wine. She said grab a beer and join me. I walked in and she was wearing some running shorts and over size t shirt. Nothing really sexy about it except the way she was sitting I could see up her shorts enough to see her black lace panties. She patted the spot next to her and said sit down. I plopped down and passed her a container of sweet and sour chicken and some chopsticks and we just ate and talked about the assholes we deal with everyday at work. The more she drank the more touchy she got. Rubbing my legs,touching my hair,and pushing me like she was a 16 yr girl. She asks about my gf and I tell her we broke up a few weeks back bc she was going away to school and it was stupid to try to make it work. She said well as handsome as you are you will be fine. You have become such a good looking young man and really grown in to your big head. As a kid my head was huge luckily I was 6'4 by then and it was normal. She then goes your cock has really grown to since the days when you used to spend the night and run around naked when you were supposed to be putting your pajamas on. I choked on my beer and said "what" she says "I'm just playing with you Jake,lighten up you aren't the only one who can be a smart ass." I laugh and tell her that I'm glad she left Bill bc he was a dick. She agreed then said "crash on the couch or in one of the guest rooms,you've had to much to drink and your mom would kill me if I let you drive." I wake up the next morning about 9am find a note on the fridge. Don't come in to work today I have your shift covered,I need some work done at the house. Chill out the house is yours i'll be back by 2.
I eat breakfast then decide if I want to shower or take a bath in her big jacuzzi tub. I throw my underwear in the washer and grab some of my cousins shorts and T shirt and head up stairs. I turn on the jacuzzi and start to look for a towel. Nothing under the sink so I open the closet and they are sitting there on a shelf. I grab one and go to walk out when a laundry basket in the corner grabs my eye. I look and see a pair of panties on top. I walk over pick them up and immediately smell them. My cock instantly sprang to life. They were the ones she had on the day before working the house and smelled like it. I looked around and found some baby oil and started to go to work. It was the greatest thing I ever smelled and I just had to taste them. I started to lick the crotch and could taste her all over them. My the time I was done jacking off the smell and taste were gone and I was dizzy with lust. I jumped in the tub and just relaxed for about hour it seemed. I got out and went and watched TV. Nothing good was on so I started looking through her movies to find something. My cousin liked all the good comedies like Airplaneand Caddyshack so I knew there would be something. In the very back I found one blank VHS tape and put it in the VCR. Figuring it could be one of Bill's porn tapes I hoped it would be something good. It starts off it was just an old copy of some shitty 90's TV show. I fast forwarded a little and the show went black for a minute then it's my Aunt's bedroom. She's laying on the bed talking on the phone. After a minute I realize she is talking to Uncle Bill and they are having phone sex.He is on speaker and she is recording it for him. She is very shy you can tell and nothing very dirty per se. He has her finger her pussy spread eagle then has her get on all fours and tells her to spread her ass cheeks. She says"Bill you know I don't like that." He begs her and she finally relents.She gets on all fours and spreads her ass wide and she fingering her snatch and tells her to slide a finger in her ass. She sticks one in her mouth and moistens it before she slowly inserts it in her ass. Before long she is face down in the bed 2 fingers in her ass the other hand going back and forth between her clit and fingering herself. She gets more wild then you can tell she is having an orgasm. She calms down rolls over and he tells her goodnight then she comes to the camera and kisses then lens and says I love you Honey. The date was from 1991. I fast forwarded to see if anything else was on there but nothing other than shitty TV shows.
(to be continued)
What do you think about this cheating mom?
I love knowing my mom cheats on my father a lot and that it makes his small cock hard knowing it. His fault she dies it he can’t satisfy her
Flew cross-country with the wife for her father's funeral. We decided to extend a week to visit family. One morning I pick up the paper to read Dad's obituary, and I see another name I know. Fucking covid... That night I tell the wife I need some alone time. She agrees. She assumed it was a bar with friends. When I got to the church the rosary had just started. I quietly slipped in a back pew, small prayer that my intrusion would go unnoticed. The priest said the magic words. The people did the Catholic aerobics... I ducked out when the viewings started. I assumed my visit had gone unnoticed. As I slipped the key in the car door I heard her voice. "You know she hated you, hated me even more for breaking it up." "I know". " Why are you here? How? Who told you?" I turn around and she just melts into me. Sobs, deep breaths, 15 plus years of distance completely forgotten. It takes a few minutes for the wave to pass. I go to pull the key out of the door and her hand stops me. "I need a drink". " Your brother? " I ask. "Told him I'm headed home". " Your car?" "Uber". She jumps in the car. We hit a beach bar even my wife didn't know about. " Ok how?" I tell her about the newspaper, that I'm out here for my father-in-law. She winched, picked up on the wife I imagine. We talk. 15 years is a lot of life. We both have kids, she divorced a few years back. Her mom hated me, so why go? "I wanted to make sure you were ok". Odd comment, slightly creepy since it's been 15 years, but honest. A couple more drinks and we head back to her place. The plan was to see her to the door and leave. The reality was an incredible night of intense, insane, passionate sex. 15 years, we made up for lost time. We parted ways in the morning. No plans. I live on the opposite coast. My wife assumed I drank with friends. No reason to say more.
Life takes weird turns sometimes. I know others have said as much on here. Never imagined I'd cheat, or sleep with an ex, much less under those circumstances.
I confess....
Four years ago my father cheated on my mother with her best friend. We ended up moving out and getting our own two bed room apartment. Mother was depressed for a couple of months till she became friends with our neighbour. She was also divorced, my mother is a beautiful lady. She is 5'2 130 lbs with dark black hair, brown eye's with a killer set of tits and a perfect round ass. The Neighbor was tall blonde and gorgeous. Mom was 42 at the time and I just turned 18. I had a crush on the Neighbor from the first time I seen her. One weekend they go out bar hopping while I studied for finals. I believe i fell asleep around 1130. I hear a noise coming from my mom's room, I looked over and my clock read 345am. I get up quietly and make my way down the hall. As I approached mom's room i noticed the door was cracked open. I look inside and I see mom laying on her back with her legs wide open and the Neighbor had her mouth on my mother's pussy. I was shocked didn't know what to do so I just watched. The Neighbor noticed me and i ran to my room. I got in bed and pretended to be asleep. After 7 minutes the door swang open and both of them walk in. Mom started trying to explain when the neighbor cut her off and said" no need to explain, look at his hard dick." Mother tried to walk away when she noticed the neighbor sucking my dick. My mother stood there and watch her friend sucking on her son's dick. I covered my face with my pillow and just enjoyed my blow job. The sucking became more intense and hard. I took the pillow of my face and looked down and it was my own mother sucking my dick. It was the hottest night of my life. Till this day we still fuck on the regular
I must confess, I am an asshole. I grew up as a morbidly obese kid, and as a result had no success with girls. I finally decided enough was enough, and after a year of Atkins, I was slim and brimming with new found confidence. And a desire to repay women for years of rejection. This will be a bit long, but I figure the background will offer a better connection to what happened.
I first met Kayla when I was 16 and she was 13. My parents, along with their car club, including Kayla's grandparents, went out of town for a weekend of river boating and to attend a classic car show. We were the only kids along for the trip, so we pretty much had to rely on each other for entertainment, which wasn't too bad considering she was really cute. After 2 days of swimming, wrestling, and staying up late together, it was time to head home. Kayla's grandparents offered me a ride back so that Kayla and I could keep each other company on the long ride home, and I eagerly accepted. For whatever reason, I was nervous and things were ridiculously awkward on the way back. I ended up spending nearly the whole trip staring out the window, wishing I had the balls to make some kind of a move. Finally, as we were nearing the end of the trip, I had enough of my bleeding vagina, reached over and grabbed Kayla's hand, and leaned in and kissed her, with her grandparents mere inches away in the front seat. She looked at me, shocked, and a few minutes later we pulled into my drive way. As I was getting out of the car, Kayla's grandmother mentioned that her and Kayla were going on a church white water rafting trip the following weekend, and invited me along. Sensing opportunity, I smiled at Kayla and told her grandmother that I'd love to come.
Now I won't titillate you too much and offer you guys some false hope that I ended up mounting Kayla on top of the church groups cross. The first night out, we found a quiet spot and she asked me why I had kissed her. I simply told her that I thought she was cute and liked her, which apparently is like Kryptonite to 13 year old girls, since we spent the next 4-5 hours making out. We got back to where my tent was later that night, but she told me she wasn't ready to go any further, and I didn't press the issue.
The next few weeks we called each other constantly and emailed, and went on a few dates. Unfortunately, her mother found out about our relationship and, being the frigid, bible-thumping bitch she was, forbid Kayla from seeing me anymore. I graduated a year later, and moved out of state, moving on with my life.
Fast forward a few years to when I was 22. I had just moved to a new state, where my parents were now living, and was staying with them until I could find some roommates I trusted in the area. A few months into living with my parents again, my mom told me that Kayla's grandmother was coming to visit for the weekend...and guess what? She was bringing Kayla along. I felt as if I had a chance for redemption. I was going to get a second chance.
The morning that Kayla and her grandmother flew in, I had to work until late afternoon. I rushed home from work, and met my mom in the kitchen, where she told me I should go change and get in the pool, as Kayla, her grandmother, and my step dad were swimming out back. Changing quickly, I hurried to the back gate and was greeted by what I can only describe as the most perfect 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High' moment, ever. Kayla was just walking up the steps out of the pool, dripping water and wearing a two piece black bathing suit that hugged her body in every right way possible. She was no longer the cute, 13 year old girl I had a crush on as a kid. Kayla was fucking hot. She was 5'3, short bleach blonde hair, brown eyes, with tan skin. I secretly thanked God for her not being an underdeveloped, magazine cover anorexic, as she had D sized breasts, a flat stomach, and a gorgeous, round ass. As my Hispanic buddy would say, "She was thicker than a Snickers".
I stood there, dumbfounded, and she turned from the pool and finally saw me. Letting out a small, shrill squeak, she ran at me and gave the most pleasantly wet hug a guy could get living in the hottest state in the union. All her wonderful curves clung to me, and I was on cloud nine. We walked over to her grandmother, who hugged me as well, and caught up on life. We chatted about surface things for a while, and then her grandmother dropped the bomb that my fragile heart had been so afraid to hear. Kayla had a boyfriend. Not just a casual one, a guy she had been dating for three years. Fuck me. Kayla's grandmother then mentioned how much her family disapproved of him, as he was a terrible influence on her, getting her into the party girl/drinking/smoking lifestyle, hence one reason Kayla had been invited to come along to visit us. Apparently her grandmother was under the impression that I was the same sweet, Christian boy that she had known when I was younger. Oh granny, how you have underestimated me.
We all got out of the pool to go to dinner and then to a local country music/theater production. Kayla and I continued to catch up and rebuild our old rapport, injecting some flirting and light touching into the night. We got back to my parents house, and my parents and Kayla's grandmother we're ready for bed after a long day out (they were all 55+, go figure). Kayla, however, was ready to go swimming again. I teased her about being part fish, but wasn't about to talk her out of getting half naked alone with me. We jumped in the pool and splashed, rough housed, and swam for a bit, all the while talking about our new lives. After a while I started to pry about her party lifestyle, and began teasing her that because she was a girl, she automatically was a light weight compared to me (you say stupid things to get a girl naked). She responded to my challenge by saying she could easily drink me under the table, and I told her "fat chance". We ran inside and I showed her my parents liquor cabinet, and she selected a bottle of Captain Morgan 100, and we went back outside and sat on the loungers by the pool.
We drank gulp for gulp, and I started questioning her about her boyfriend, who she was texting while we were drinking. To my surprise, he was in Vegas for the weekend for a buddies bachelor party. Aside from him having a gambling problem that she was worried about, she also suspected him of cheating on her in the past. Well, the Captain in me doesn't spit on opportunity when offered, and I began to harp on whether she was worried if her boyfriend was taking advantage of the weekend alone and banging everything on two legs; after all, it is Sin City. All the while that I was sewing the seeds of doubt into her mind about her boyfriend, I was watching her text her him from the corner of my eye, and to my absolute delight, she had elected not to tell him about who I was, let alone me even living there. She kept trying to reassure him that she was so bored there, all alone with no one her age, and I slowly stopped taking actual shots from the bottle and simply mimed each shot, letting her get drunker in the process.
I decided that all my pieces were lined up, and it was time to make my move. I slid over from sitting across from her on the opposite lounger, and sat next to her on hers. I began to rub her back slowly, to build up comfort with my touch, and gently trailed my finger down her back and over to her thigh. I turned and looked her in the eyes, and I could see the passion and desire building. Still maintaining eye contact, I slowly slid my hands under her bikini bottom and lightly began to rub her slit up and down, feeling her getting wetter by the second. I reached over with my other hand and pulled her in closer, kissing her deeply while still exploring her under her bikini. Her breathing intensified as I began to add more pressure on her young pussy, and she exhaled roughly as I sunk my fingers deep into her. As I continued to finger her, I decided it was time to let those glorious breasts breath, and with one swift tug of her bikini top string, let loose two of the most beautiful, round, perky breasts I had ever seen. I took her nipple into my mouth and pushed on her with my body to get her to lie down on the lounger. I suckled like a newborn until my shorts felt like they were ready to explode from pressure, and began kissing down her stomach to where I was still knuckle deep inside her. I undid one side of the bikini bottoms tie, and pulled them to the other side, exposing her glistening vagina. It was simply too much for me to see, and I immediately began to lick, kiss and suck on her pussy, not leaving a spot uncared for. Her hips bucked up and down as I teased her between her thighs, and she began to let out short, clipped moans of pleasure. Finally, she pushed my head back, flipped herself over, and pushed her ass back towards my hips, inviting me to partake in riding her. I ripped the velcro holding my shorts together, and pulled out my throbbing cock, ready to sink it into her. Unfortunately, I misjudged my position on the lounger, and with both of our weight on the left side of the chair, we flipped over onto the concrete and on our sides. I let out a little laugh, and she got back up on all fours and started to shuffle-crawl away. I grabbed her hips, but she turned and looked at me and started saying "No, no, no, this is wrong. I can't do this. I'm so sorry, I have a boyfriend."
Seriously, fuck me.
She had a bit of a drunken, emotional break down by the pool, and ended up swimming around, crying, while I tried to get her to calm down, reassuring her that nothing that bad had happened. She finally consented that I was right,and came out of the water, still naked as a jaybird, and I grabbed her a towel and told her to quiet down, I'd get her inside. I grabbed her bikini and started leading her inside, all the while the Captains grog started taking affect on me, making me a bit light-headed and loopy. We got to my room, where I told Kayla to hold her towel up and I would try to dress her. She went from being sad and hating herself, to giggly and flirty again about her being naked. I kept trying to fumble her clothes on, but my hands were no longer working right, and she broke into a case of the giggles, letting her towel drop and falling into me, thereby pushing us both on top of my bed. Her back was on my chest as she lay on top of me, with her butt lying spooned in my crotch, which stirred my arousal again. I started to push her up off of me and the bed, not wanting her to freak out again, but she felt my growing hardness under my shorts, and I shit you not, began to grind against my cock like she was competing in a twerking contest. I wasn't going to pass up a good thing, so I grabbed her, swung my hips out, and turned her onto the bed, so that I was on top. She reached down, undid my shorts, and wrapped her legs around me, pulling my cock into her. I looked down and kissed her lips, kissed her breasts, kissed everywhere I could reach and began to fuck her with the sexual tension that only six years of waiting can produce. I was fading in and out of sobriety as my blood pressure increased, but her hips rocked in motion with mine, keeping me in the game. I grabbed her shoulder with one hand and the back of her head with the other, tangling my fingers in her hair and began to fuck her harder and harder, letting every last bit of frustration out. Her breath was hot on my neck as I pumped faster and faster, and after a few minutes she began to pant in my ear "oh god, oh god" as her legs tightened like a vise around me and her nails dug down my back. Then, her whole body tensed and she let out one last strangled moan as I pumped one final time into her, pushing in as deep as I could, and cumming spurt after spurt into her little body.
We lay next to each other, rubbing each others backs and sides gently, until I looked over at the clock and realized it was 5:15 in the morning. I quickly got her dressed back in her bikini, and led her out of my room towards the guest room, only to feel my heart stop dead in my chest as I saw my step dad in the kitchen (which is right next to my room) pouring himself some coffee and getting ready for work. He looked up after hearing me walk in, glanced back at Kayla, and looked me straight in the eyes. Then he smirked, turned away, and walked out of the kitchen.
The rest of the weekend was right back to Kayla being a sad sack wreck over cheating on her boyfriend, all while still trying to figure out what the fuck feelings she still had for me that made her do what she did. She went back home, I told her that she should keep it between us if she wanted to still have a boyfriend, but guilt got the best of her and she told him a gentler version of the story where we only saw each other naked and touched each other a bit. He was pissed and threatened to kill me, I only laughed and told him thanks for lending me his girlfriend for the weekend.
I'm not a good guy. This was the first time I stopped being an Average Frustrated Chump, and started being a dominant, successful male. I've slowly turned into more and more of an asshole, but this was the starting point of it all, although not the first instance of me being a dick. Do I regret the choices I've made?
Fuck no.
I want to have sex with my girlfriends mom, but I don't know how to go about it. I know she cheated on her ex husband before but that was a long time ago. She currently has a boyfriend who works alot of weekends and also 2nd shifts. She is about 5ft 8, 170 pounds, not fat but a little chubby. She has 38DD boobs. She wears thongs as I have found her underwater drawer before. Earlier this week I found a thong that she has wore and I sniffed it. Any help would be appreciated.
I told my mom that I saw a video of her sucking dick, I found it years ago on a digital camera but i told her that I found it in my dad's outgoing emails. She was vulnerable due to my dad getting busted for soliciting prostitution and felt unattractive since. I told her that seeing her mouth on a dick made me discussed at the sight of her lips, and that's the reason I haven't fully hugged her or kissed her for the last few years. My mom was stricken with guilt and shame, she felt discussing and unwanted.
Depriving mom of physical contact, and adding more animosity to her separated husband, made her weak and ready to be manipulated. I told her that I needed to face my fears and hug and kiss her, I took full advantage. I held her and placed her in my lap as she buried her face in my chest while weeping. I pulled her head back and planted kisses on her cheeks, then on her lips. We locked lips briefly then I pressed them tighter and longer. Mom was taken back when I slipped my tongue in her mouth, but she gave in when I grabbed the back of her head. We tongue kissed for a few minutes and to my surprise she was lost in the moment, allowing her son to feel her mouth.
After the kiss she shook off the tension and had a chill from the realization of what just happened. I casually spoke to her about how she needed to feel attractive and wanted, and her sexiness didn't deserve to be cheated on. I went on about how I alway heard men talk about her, how I we told how fuckable my mom is. I her perverse things from men my whole life, it was the norm and I expected it on a daily basis. Mom was in a bit of shock and denial about the things I told her, what was said about her around her own son.
After the tension died off I offered to show her how attractive she is to men and what the would say. I convinced her to let me take a picture from her backside in her leggings and send it to a guy that has never met her or the family. It was just a light hearted "yeah right" approach my mom took, a joking little experiment to prove me wrong. Mom was in awe of what the guy said, I noticed she blushed a little when he mentioned her bubble ass and how much he wanted to fuck it. I kept sending the pics out and showing her the comments, she was starting to get into the flow.
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I confess I want to spy a girlfriend fucking my dad.
I have a taboo cheating kink. I want to secretly witness catch a girl I'm with bouncing up and down on my dad's dick. Even better if it's in the bed he shares with my mom. I want them to think they are alone. I want my dad to cum inside her. And lastly I wanna get sloppy seconds.
The other side of that coin I that I would have loved to spy and watch my mom get a revenge fuck somewhere after she found out about my dad's affair. I don't know if she actually did, but I hope she did. I hope she takes it in every hole and doesn't feel bad about it for one second.
That's my confession.
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I confess I've been fucking this 26 year old married mom. I'm a studly hung 21 year old white guy. Her husband is in her words "a fat unfuckable lazy piece of shit with a small dick." She works right down the street from my apartment and stops by on her walk home. She tells her husband she gets out a 1/2 hour later then she really does. I am a little creeped out by the fact she has 3 kids at home, but totally turned on by her being my little cheating slut.
Posting 2 pics and vids will be coming shortly. Seeing her soon, breaking out the camera.
Found my mom cheating on FetLife so I forced my cock in her ass after my dad left ..
This will make some angry and that's fine.
I would never dreamed of my wife fucking other guys but when she got fatter and fatter and didn't respect me or herself enough to get back in shape I figured WHY NOT HAVE HER FUCKED LIKE A PIG WHORE?
I tried to get her to exercise and diet with me for over a decade and she refuses and only gets bigger.
If you owned a nice Porsche or a 98 Chevy Malibu, nobody else is driving the Porsche but you don't give a fuck if the neighbor borrows the Malibu and even dings it up a little. I don't care if someone fucks my wife like a fat ragdoll.
This is not my wife in the picture but close in body. So, I have started getting her to talk about guys who fucked her and how I want to see her fucked while she blows me. She knows that I no longer cherish her as a prized possession and that she now has more value to me as cum rag entertainment.
She is so uncomfortable with this but I got her to talk about the first time a guy came in her mouth and how she lost her virginity and the first time her pussy took a load of cum. I put my cock in her and ask her how many cocks have been where my cock is. She hates it and won't tell me. I ask her if anyone who fucked her in her hometown came to our wedding. I know that at least three guys did but she won't talk about it.
I tell her that I don't care that she was a slut. That once a slut always a slut but it's fine as long as she's my slut. She's a church going mom and does not like to see herself as a slut. But I'm fucking her more now as I work on her and I'm getting her to say she's a slut for big cocks during sex.
She now does not rule out fucking another guy. I have been wearing her down. I want to see someone treat her nice and gently at first but then fuck her harder and disrespectful and tell her that he's cumming in her fat pig pussy and just leave her shell shocked and degraded and laying there dripping cum from her sore pussy while the guy gets dressed and leaves.
I almost wish she would have an affair. She would probably lose weight for that. I really don't care if she cheats at this point. The only way I get it up for this fatty now is the thought of her getting pounded by other men.
Maybe I'll post pictures of her.
Cheating mom
would i cheat on my wife? maybe
im quite the married man BUT today i was out with my wife shopping and while checking out, the cashier (quite the milf i must say) gives me a very forward complement about my hair (something about being out of a shampoo commercial). she does her talkative thing, takes my money, and my wife and i head out.
in the car, wife is joking about the lady hitting on me, i joke about “damn she wanted me huh” and cracking jokes about “i need help in the fitting room.” my wife is very secure so we like to joke like this all the time. she recently told me about a hot locksmith that comes to her work sometimes. cant stop picturing him pounding her in the back of the store…
truthfully, i cant stop thinking about that milf at the store. goddamn if i had the chance i would strongly consider pounding her old pussy in the back or in one of those fitting rooms and cumming all over her sexy face. picture your friend’s run of the mill pta milf mom, nothing remarkable, but shes got that slutty freaky aura to her i cant stop thinking about.
i think about other people this way quite often, old friends, new classmates, random women i see around like this. especially old friends. maybe at some point i can tell the story of a hookup that never happened with a long time high school friend
I cheated on my wife with her mom. No I can’t show pics, I can only tell the story. I’d like to stay anonymous on this. Me and the wife were at her mom, and her boyfriends house for new year’s. It’s out in the country. We we’re getting pretty drunk, shooting off fireworks. My wife passed out in the back bedroom, and the boyfriend called it a night as well. Me and mother in law stayed up to finish the movie the three of us were watching. We were on the couch together. She was leaning on me, and she started rubbing on my shoulders. She just came out of nowhere and said, I’m just gonna come right out with this, I really want to play with your cock. I was kinda shocked, and thought she was kidding, or trying to set me up. She put her hands on my lap. I pulled my dick out for her, and she stroked it as we watched the movie. Then she started sucking me off. I kept an ear out for anyone waking up, while she jerked and sucked my cock. I heard a door open, and she lifted her head, as a put my dick away. It was her boyfriend. He asked when she was gonna come to bed? She told him after the movie was over then she would come to bed. Almost getting caught was so hot! He went back into the room, and she went right back down on my dick. I pulled her closer and started playing with her pussy. Rubbing her clit, and fingering her while she jacked my dick off with the head of my dick in her mouth. She was moaning with her mouth full. I couldn’t take it any longer. I stood her up, and I told her I just want to fuck her for a minute. I bent her over, and shoved my cock in her. She started to cum almost immediately, when she came, it made me cum too. I pulled out and shot my load all over her ass. I got her a damp towel and wiped her clean. We finished the last 15 minutes of the movie, kissing, and playing with her tits. She brushed her teeth before bed so the old man didn’t smell my dick on her breath. I went got in bed with the wife, and I dozed right off. We didn’t get another chance to fuck that weekend, but we did sneak off a few times and made out pretty heavy and groped each other when no one was looking. We’ve also sent pics back and forth to masterbate to. She is a wild one. I wish we lived closer, I would love to fuck her with out having to rush. Maybe one day.
"HOW SEX AND SEXUALITY HAVE SHAPED MY PERSONALITY AND MY LIFE EXPERIENCE"
I confess I have multiple reasons for writing this. The first is simply to chronical my sexual history once and for all - without omitting all of the "they don't really count" experiences. Don't get too excited, I'm not sure it's much different than anyone else's but I really enjoy sharing experiences with others. The second is that I hope that it will actually help me to sort a few burning questions I've had for years. These answers will not be shared on the thread as they are for no one but myself. The third is that I know how much I enjoy reading confessions and the thought of others getting off, relating to, and enjoying my confession turns me on. There are times when I feel like it shouldn't make me so hot, but I've always found it easier to embrace my sexuality rather than run from it. This may take a few installments, as I plan on starting from my first sexual memory to present day.
My mom and dad had just seperated and my mom, baby brother and I had just moved into our own apartment. I was playing across the hall with a girl named Becky. We were both 6 years old. I can't remember how it came up, but she was the who showed me how to pull my pants down, straddle a big stuffed animal and rub ourselves(hump) against it because it "feels good". She and I would incorporate this act into our play whenever possible. In simple, child-like ways "Okay, it's 3 o'clock, that means it's time to feel good! After that, it's nap time and then we have to cook dinner." One day, Becky and I were both doing it at the same time and her mom walked in and caught us. We weren't allowed to play alone anymore after that. I must admit, remembering back to this moment has been a staple in my sexual fantasies for years! I would recreate the scene and wonder what might have happened had her mom not stopped us...or even joined us?
A year later, my mom and dad had gotten back together. Worst move my mom ever made, but she thought she was doing the right thing at the time. Let me say, I love both of my parents, but they were not meant for one another. My dad enjoyed women and cheated off and on for their entire marriage. It upset me as a child, but as an adult, I understand he was fulfilling a need - physical and emotional. That, and as I age, I think my mom's more and more of a fucking psycho (how's THAT for being an awful daughter?) I understand why he looked outside of their relationship. I learned this pattern as well - more on that in a bit.
The next sexual memory I have is when I was in Grade 3. I was 8 years old and a new girl had started at my school named Melanie. My mom and teachers would comment that she was a "little bit slow" but that there was nothing wrong with that. When she and I played together, we always had fun and eventually it led to a sleepover at her house. Our moms were upstairs having coffee and we were in the basement. Again, I don't remember how it started, but soon we were hiding behind the laundry curtain just under the stairs and letting each other touch our bodies. I remember my brother didn't want to, but we made him. He was only 3 years old. There are times I looks back at these experiences with guilt, but I've read so many similar stories that part of me accepts that it was just kids being kids. Besides, this wasn't the last time my brother and I explored together - again, more on that in a bit. So he patted our bare mounds and I remember it tickling. We held his penis quickly after daring each other to do it then we pulled up our pants and continued normal playing. Melanie and I were set up to sleep in the basement that night and she was the girl who first taught me how to masturbate. She asked if I wanted to learn something (looking back at it now, she MUST have been abused, there's no reason for her to have known this at 8) and we pulled up our nighties, pulled off our underwear and she showed me how to wriggle my fingers against my mound and I was delighted to find I got that same "feel good" sensation as with the stuffed animals. I still play with my clit on the left hand side, which is most sensitive because that was where she placed my finger. It's fascinating to me to know that my style and technique, while it's changed over the years (as I learned more), is still very similar to that time on the couch. She also taught me that pointing your toes makes it feel more intense, as well as clenching your butt cheeks. Slow or not, Melanie taught me a lot. She moved away shortly after that, but I've never forgotten what we shared.
More to come...
I can't stopping fapping to this milf I found. I read that she's a mom of 2 a boy and a teenage daughter. I also read she's a teacher. Some guy exposed her a longtime ago for cheating and I've been hooked since. Anyone have more on her? She is a sexy little slut.
I confess that think I fucked up. Bad.
My daughter just celebrated her 21st birthday so I took her out to have her first legal drink. Dad ended up having a few more than he should have. We have a pretty open-ended relationship and just about any subject can be discussed. I was the first one she told when she lost her virginity.
Soooo... last night after my third drink she was telling me about her slutty college friends. I've seen most of them on FB and some are hot but to be honest, I've always found my daughter the hottest of them all. She's 5'6", like 120lbs and has almost the perfect figure. A couple of my horny friends always talk about her ass which never bothered me.
Anyway, she told me how she's never cheated on her BF she's been with for over 4 years now but that she is getting urges to try things she doesn't dare tell him. After much coaxing I got her to share a few. To be honest... I was getting horny thinking about my little girl doing this kind of shit.
Drink #4 pushed me into "Let's say random shit without thinking first" mode. I blurted out something like "I would do any of those things with you and would never tell a soul."
She looked at me once... then away... and then back again. "Ummm Dad, I'm your daughter! What the fuck?" At that moment I realized it was too late to take it back and too buzzed to think of a different meaning for what I said. So, once again I decided to just be a complete idiot and blurt more stupid shit out. I said, "Don't be a prude, I wasn't asking you to have kids with me."
Good job dad! Way to think quick! :-/
She promptly collected her purse and said she was taking me home. She refused to utter a word or respond a single time to my ramblings of trying to explain myself. When we got to my house she simple said, "OUT!"
Now... I dunno what to do. If she tells her mom (I am divorced) or her sister, I am screwed.
I guess I will get what I deserve. :-/
Found out my ex was cheating on me within moms of our wedding.
Nasty shut. Glad she is gone.
I think my whore wife cheated on me! I found this pic in her cell phone. That bitch is gonna pay! I have a step-daughter that is not bad looking and flirts with me all the time when her Mom isn't around. I think I may have to have some fun. What would you guys do? If I do fuck her, I will keep her cunt juice on my dick and have Mommy lick it off without even knowing. Whore must run in the genes! I am fucking pissed!!!!!!!!
I confess that my neighbors mom is hot as hell, she wears short shorts that allow her ass to hang out some, ive grabbed her ass plenty of times and she usually doesnt even care...
She thinks her husband is cheating on her.
I went to her house and she had just gotten out of the shower, she had this robe on that showed the sides of her tits... she knew i saw them, but she covered them up... :(
A few days ago i was drunk and called her, i told her i was going to come over when her kids were at school, she asked me what i was going to do, i said im going to get what ive been long awaiting for, she said whats that? And i replied with that pussy (i was drunk at the time mind you) she laughed and replied with OH, then i had to hang up because it was my friends phone and his sister was calling.
So that monday i woke up, and couldnt work up the balls to go to her house :(
She commented on my facebook wall saying, Where were you? Did you sleep all day?
As if she was anticipating me to come over.
Think i should go over and try and get down her pants??
Pic related, shes on the left.
I confess, in third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max�s toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog�When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out�But the worst thing I ever done � I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa � and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
a while ago i saw a video that i'm sure wasn't actual incest, but it was a video of a son 'catching' his mom coming back from a night of partying/cheating, and he blackmails her into sex on their back patio...
if anyone knows where to find this, i'll be eternally grateful.
I confess that porn is really not helping my life at all. I was molested as a child, and have been sexually dysfunctional all my life. I divorced my wife after I cheated on her with a freaky married redhead bitch. I couldnt live with the guilt. I have sex with tranny hookers, 18 year olds, 50 year olds, men, women, just about anything. I like painful, raunchy, dirty sex. NO LIMITS. And Motherless has fueled that obsession to the point where only the most extreme stuff gets me hard anymore. Seeing a skewer shoved through a womans tit just barely makes me cum. I've been desensitized to it all. Half the time I have to imagine its a coworker, or a family member for it to even effect me. My favorite fantasies involve my sister getting gangfucked while sucking on my moms clit.
And the worst part of it is......... it all makes me feel like a worthless piece of shit. Life isn't meant to be like this. Yeah I may be rich, and drive a Jag, but it all seems so hollow. Im tired of the endless stream of women coming in and out of my life, but I cant keep going like this.... and no, im not going to kill myself, im just confused as hell.
I confess I have been fucking my stepsister. I am 19 she is 25 and fat and ugly.
She is actually a very nice girl, very kind and gentle and a great cook, although not too bright.
But now she says that she loves me and wants to have my baby. Her mom knows about this, and says that it would be OK with her. Both of them told me that if I want to have a girlfriend or even marry some other girl its OK with them and fucking my stepsis would never count as cheating.
I am not sure what to do. Basically it started cause there was some very willing pussy in the next room and I was horny. But I am actually fond of my stepsis and dont want to do anything to hurt her.
I am not sure what to do.
I want a respectable man with money to steal my mom away from my asshole cheating abusive father. I want him to try and hit her with me knowing so I can beat the shit out of him (I have never known him to do it while I was an adult).
I want a respectable man with money to steal my mom away from my asshole cheating abusive father. I want him to try and hit her with me knowing so I can beat the shit out of him (I have never known him to do it while I was an adult).
I confess i love incest story's.
Darcy And Dad
Mom had lost her battle with breast cancer five years earlier. Dad was still experiencing grief and seemed to be having difficulty adjusting to life as a widower. After all, they had been happily married for 25 years, having met as teenagers. Essentially their adult life together was the only one that either of them had ever known.
Watching dad struggle emotionally through the months and years following mom�s passing was heartbreaking. Dad remained in my parents� home out in the country. It was certainly more of a house than he needed now, but he said there was a connection there that he just couldn�t sever.
I wanted to be more supportive of dad during that awful time, but I was engulfed in my own tumultuous life, having recently ended a two year relationship with my boyfriend after catching him in bed with our neighbor! So after throwing his cheating ass out I had to face the realization that I simply couldn�t afford to stay in that apartment alone. I was not interested in a roommate and I was really at my wit�s end. What was I to do?
Dad had helped me financially a few times in the past and I�m sure he would have helped me again had I asked. But honestly, I realized that his cash would provide only a short term fix and in my heart I knew that I needed to make a major lifestyle change. That�s when the idea came to me� �Maybe I can move back home with daddy.�
�NO WAY! Stop it Darcy! You�re 27 years old now. You have your own life and you cannot go back home and live with daddy,� said the voice in my head. And although I knew that to be true, I still couldn�t ignore the prospect of how financially advantageous it would be for me, not to mention how helpful I could be to dad around the house. I gave it serious thought for the next few days and eventually decided to run the idea past dad.
So later that week one evening after dad got home from work I stopped by for a visit. He seemed puzzled that I was there on a weeknight but appeared happy to see me. I was a bit nervous and didn�t quite know how to begin my presentation. So after fumbling around looking for the right words I finally just blurted it out, �Dad, can I move back home?�
Dad replied, �Darcy, what happened between you and Doug?
�I caught him in our bed with Melinda, the slut in the adjoining apartment, so I threw his ass out and I am all done with him now and there�s no way I can afford that apartment on my own,� I exclaimed, now sporting some huge alligator tears.
Dad said, �Well sure honey, you can have your old room back. How long do you anticipate needing it?�
�I�m not really sure dad. I�m just trying to regroup right now and formulate a feasible plan. I don�t want to get into financial trouble and my thinking was that you would also benefit from me moving back as well. I can help you with cooking, cleaning, household chores, and just about anything else that you need done. I can kind of be a replacement for mom, well� I mean, I�m sorry� I didn�t mean to imply that I can ever replace mom� I just meant��
Dad quickly interjected, �That�s alright honey, I know exactly what you mean. Don�t sweat it. I understand perfectly. No need to apologize. It�s been hard on all of us. Let�s just concentrate now on getting your life put back together.�
�Thanks dad, I love you so much, thank you a thousand times,� I said, as I hugged dad and kissed him on his forehead.
That next Saturday I rented a small truck and commandeered a few guys that I work with and we got all my stuff out of the apartment and over to my dad�s house. It took the entire day and by midnight I was exhausted. I told dad that I was going to grab a shower, go to bed, and I�d finish unpacking tomorrow. He agreed that it had been a long day and he then retrieved some clean bath towels out of the linen closet for me. I took my shower and quickly fell asleep.
Upon awakening Sunday morning dad had cooked a huge breakfast for us. I thought that was so sweet of him. He said that it was nice to have someone to sit at the table and speak with and how he so missed doing that with mom. I grabbed his hand and said, �Well dad, you have me here now and things are going to be much better for you.�
After breakfast I immediately went back to work unpacking and getting settled in. Dad walked into my room and asked if there was anything that he could help me with. I told him that I pretty much had everything under control� And no sooner did I say that did a large box that was sitting on the edge of the bed fall over and its contents spill onto the floor. Now there lay at my dad�s feet a ten inch purple dildo� And to make matters worse, the impact of it hitting the ground somehow triggered it into the on position! So there I sit on the edge of the bed, totally mortified, watching this vibrating donkey dick bounce around on the hardwood floor right smack in front of us! I was so humiliated.
I said, �Oh my God, I am so sorry, dad.�
Then dad said, �Sorry for what, being human? Don�t sweat it. Just turn it off now before you kill the battery!� He then chuckled as he left the room.
Wow� I didn�t realize that my dad could be so hip. I mean, he was my father and I really never had the occasion to discuss anything sexual with him as I was growing up. But today, for the first time ever I got to see a different side of him. Dad wasn�t just a parent figure anymore� I saw him now as a man, an equal, even a sexual being! I began to feel an immediate closeness with dad that had been absent before. I felt like I connected with him in some special way that morning and that we could now be good friends and discuss anything together. It was definitely a new and strangely exciting feeling.
It took most of Sunday to get everything put away and make my room livable. Dad was on the riding lawn mower and nightfall was fast approaching. I went outside and asked him if he�d like to have a pizza delivered for dinner since it was getting kind of late to start cooking a meal. He said, �Sure honey, that sounds great to me. Go into my room and take the Visa card from my wallet and call in the order.�
So I go back inside and enter dad�s bedroom but didn�t see his wallet anywhere. I opened his top dresser drawer thinking he might keep it in there. Well, I didn�t find his wallet but much to my surprise I did find a stack of the most hardcore porno magazines I�d ever seen in my life. Holy shit, I didn�t know my dad looked at this stuff! And as if that wasn�t enough, I came across a bottle of personal lubricant. Oh my God, my dad has been jerking off to dirty pictures! I felt so ashamed and embarrassed from what I had discovered, yet equally excited. The thought of my dad jerking off somehow gave me a sensual rush and I felt my vagina becoming moist. My God, this isn�t happening, I thought. How can I be getting aroused over my own father?
Just then my dad appeared in the doorway. I was caught red handed! I had one of the magazines opened to the centerfold picture and the bottle of personal lubricant sitting in my lap. There was no way out of this one and I was sure dad was going to be really pissed at me for invading his privacy.
I began to explain how I was looking for his wallet but dad quickly interrupted me and said, �Now Darcy, listen to me. If you�re going to be living under my roof you�re going to have to play by my rules.�
Oh boy, I felt like I really blew it now and that he was going to let me have it big time.
Dad continued, �In this house I do certain things - private things - that you may or may not condone. But the fact of the matter is, since your mom passed on five years ago I have not been with a woman. Men have certain needs and so I choose to satisfy those needs myself, in private. It�s just something I must do to maintain my sexual sanity and if...�
Then I interrupted, �Oh daddy, of course I understand. I�m an adult and a woman of the world. I know all about masturbation and the male libido. I didn�t just crawl out from under a rock. I am just so sorry for rummaging through your stuff. I truly was only looking for your wallet. And as for these personal items, I don�t have a problem with any of them, seriously. I mean, now that Doug and I have split I�ll probably have to do the same thing for awhile!�
Dad jokingly replied, �Yea, unless you keep dropping your new partner on the floor!�
Dad then opened a different drawer, retrieved his wallet and called in the pizza order. He then said he was going to take a shower and asked if I could keep an ear out for the pizza guy. I told him I would and then retreated to my room.
I was still somewhat distracted by the mental image of my dad jerking off to those dirty magazines. The thought of it was exhilarating to me and for however wrong that was, it felt just as right. I could feel my vagina continuing to moisten and I knew that I�d have to relieve my sexual tension soon.
With dad in the shower and the pizza still 30 minutes away I thought there would be no better time than now. So I shut my bedroom door, got my dildo, removed all my clothes, laid on my bed, closed my eyes, and entered my new fantasyland.
My clitoris was extremely sensitive and I felt a strange tingling deep inside my vagina. I was clearly aroused far beyond where Doug had ever taken me before. It had to be the new environment, the risk of getting caught by my dad, and the image of him masturbating that had me so supercharged. Whatever it was, I wanted to embrace it. These newfound sensations consumed me and I was rendered powerless by them.
Clitoral stimulation alone had always given me a decent orgasm. But today I wanted penetration too. I was wild with excitement and began having images of my dad being inside me, holding me, satisfying my every desire, loving me in the way that he always loved mom. The thought of that was a real turn on so I inserted the dildo deep into my vagina and began ramming my g-spot, closed my eyes and imagined it was dad inside me. I continued to work my clit and fondle my breasts with the other hand, going back and forth between the two.
My orgasm was building like a fierce volcano that was nearing eruption. This was going to be a real powerhouse of a release. I could feel it coming and I couldn�t stop it. I moaned as my body wrenched with delight, one contraction after another, delivering a sexual release like I had never experienced before. My vagina gushed with cum as it pooled on the sheet at my butt. The orgasm must have lasted for several minutes. It was ecstasy and I didn�t want it to end.
But then the doorbell rang. It was the pizza guy! Dad was surprisingly already out of the shower and dressed so he dealt with that. I guess I�d lost track of time. So I quickly went into my bathroom, washed up a bit and put on some clean panties. Dad knocked on my bedroom door to tell me that dinner is served. I told him that I�d be right out.
We sat at the dining room table and dug into our pizza. It was loaded with toppings and extra cheese. It was definitely the pizza to die for!
But dad had just two pieces and said, �Well, that�s it for me.�
I said, �What? Two pieces and you�re calling it quits?�
He jokingly replied, �Hey, I need to watch my cute little figure!�
Actually I shouldn�t have been surprised. Dad had become somewhat of a health fanatic ever since mom got sick and died. He lost a lot of weight and still exercises at the local gym faithfully three nights a week after work.
Dad�s really done a nice job of toning up his body over the past few years. Even now in his mid-forties he�s really somewhat of a stud muffin! And for the life of me I can�t understand why some woman hasn�t already snagged him.
But in a selfish kind of way I�m glad that no one has. I think I�d be insanely jealous of any woman that got in between me and daddy now. I know that sounds very possessive, but I want daddy all for myself now and I�ll do anything to keep it that way. Anything!
So the weekend was coming to a close and bedtime was fast upon us. Dad said goodnight and went to his room and I said goodnight and went to my room.
But after laying there for a few minutes I suddenly remembered that dad recently had a mechanical timer installed on his hot water tank to save on electricity and I had no clue how to set it. I�d be up and in the shower an hour before dad the next morning and I wanted to make sure that I�d have hot water.
So I got back out of bed and walked across the house to dad�s room but noticed that his bedroom door was closed. I was getting ready to knock when I heard dad talking to someone. His voice sounded kind of weird though. I didn�t want to eavesdrop but my curiosity really got the best of me. I placed my ear gently up to his door and listened.
Oh my God, I think he was jerking off! I was hearing some moaning and I swear I even heard my name a few times� �Darcy, Oh Darcy� You are so much like your mom and I love you so much.�
That was it! Dad was fantasizing about me while he was jerking off! I felt so honored and powerful and again I began to tremble with excitement as I became sexually aroused. I wanted so much to just go in there and confront him and let our natural feelings and desires take over. I felt such love for my daddy and I just knew that he must have been feeling the same for me at that moment.
There I stood on the outside of his door in my sexy, short baby doll pajamas. My hand went for the door knob. I didn�t know if I could stop myself at this point. I was not thinking rationally. I wanted my daddy so badly at that moment that I would risk anything to have him. Once again I could feel my vagina oozing with juice. It was now or never.
I slowly turned the doorknob and quietly opened the door. Upon entering I saw my dad laying in his bed completely nude on his back and his beautiful hard dick sticking straight up in the air as he slid his hand over it, stroking so slowly up and down. He was still moaning and hadn�t yet noticed me.
I slowly inched my way into his view and the second he saw me he immediately rolled over onto his side and attempted to pull the sheet over him. He was obviously startled and his first reflex was to hide from me what he was doing. I understood that. But I also knew that I needed to seize the moment if I stood any chance at all of making this happen. And I so wanted it to happen. I wanted nothing more in the world at that moment. I was so hot with lust and love for my daddy that there was nothing I wouldn�t have done to have him.
So I slowly made my way over to his side of the bed and sat down beside him. I made sure that my short baby doll pajamas were riding high and exposing as much upper leg as they could. Dad was on his left side and facing me, but he wouldn�t look me in the face. I knew he must have been embarrassed and I also knew that I had to assure him that what he was doing was absolutely fine and perfectly alright with me.
As I gently spoke to him I began stroking his right arm and shoulder area. He was so tanned and masculine looking. I said, �Daddy, what you were doing is perfectly natural. It�s okay, really. It actually turned me on and I�ll even let you in on a little secret of mine� I�ve been fantasizing about having a sexual relationship with you ever since mom passed away. I knew you were lonely and I wanted nothing more than to move in here with you and keep you satisfied in all the ways that mom did.�
With that dad looked up at me and said, �Really? So you don�t think I�m a pervert for fantasizing about my daughter?
I said, �Oh daddy, it�s perfectly natural. We both want the same thing and I can see no reason to deprive either of us from what makes us happy. Now roll over onto your back again, close your eyes, and enjoy the ride. Trust me daddy and let your inhibitions go. Just relax and know that I love you so deeply and I will never feel uncomfortable with anything that we do together.�
With dad on his back again I removed my pajamas. My breasts were firm, nipples erect, and my pussy was literally dripping with love juice at this point. Dad took one look at me and gasped, �My God Darcy, you look just like your mom so many years ago. I cannot believe you are giving me this present. I want you so much and want to love every inch of your beautiful, sexy body.�
I was so hot with passion at this point that I couldn�t have stopped if I wanted to. I began to lick my daddy�s huge cock, every inch of it, and then stuffed it into my mouth and as far down my throat that I could take it. He moaned and groaned and I feared that he might cum right away. I didn�t want this to end so I stopped doing that and mounted him instead. I allowed the head of his hard cock to slightly penetrate my hot, moist pussy but not let it go in all the way. It was driving daddy wild and he was begging for more. I was in full command and I loved it. He was finally mine and I had full control.
Daddy told me to turn around and to get into the 69 position. I did and then I felt daddy�s warm, moist tongue licking the juices from my dripping cunt. Daddy said, �Darcy, your pussy even looks and tastes just like mom�s did.� He was now licking, biting, and sucking, and inserting his tongue inside my pussy and then my ass as far as he could get it. He�d become a wild man and I was loving every minute of it.
But I wanted to have my daddy inside me too. I wanted to have that extreme closeness with him, to have his dick deep inside, and to have him shoot his load far inside me. I wanted to be there for him at that moment to tell him that I love him and that he can have me whenever he wanted me from now on.
So I turned around and laid down beside him. I hugged him and pulled him close to me and he instinctively rolled right over on top of me. I grabbed his huge cock and guided it right into my wet pussy. He moaned as it went in. I know he had been waiting for this for so long, just as I had been.
It felt so good to have daddy inside me finally. I told him to go inside as deeply as he could and pull out all the way each time. At the same time I was rubbing my clitoris. Each time he�d enter his cock would hit my g-spot. The angle was perfect and dad seemed to know exactly what he needed to do. I remember thinking to myself, Gosh, mom was so lucky to have had this for so long.
Eventually I felt my orgasm starting to build. It felt that it would be even stronger than the one I had earlier in the day while awaiting the pizza delivery. I mean, this was like heaven. Daddy knew exactly what to do and when to do it. He seemed to know me and my body inside and out. There was nothing he could have done wrong.
I was getting really close. I said, �Daddy, are you almost there? I�m getting very close and I want us to cum together.�
Daddy said, �Okay baby, let it go whenever you need to. I am right there now. Shall I hold off or let it go?�
My orgasm was starting and it was like nothing I had ever experienced in my life. I tried to speak to let daddy know that I was starting to cum, but I couldn�t form the words. It was just too overpowering.
But daddy must have sensed it because he then whispered to me, �Okay honey, I�m going to cum inside you now. I love you so much baby. Stay with me now and let me unleash my love juice inside you.�
We both had our mind blowing orgasms together and it was the best sex that either of us had ever experienced in our lives. Afterwards we just remained there motionless. Daddy did not even pull out. He just laid there on top of me while I stroked his hair and held him close to my breasts.
Eventually we both got up and took a shower together. I had never felt so close to another human being as I felt with daddy that evening. This had gone far beyond sex. Something else had happened here. There was just too much of a closeness and too much of a desire and attraction for it to be sinful incest. It�s like daddy was not really my father anymore, but my husband and my soul mate and my lover. It was a dream come true for us both.
Needless to say I moved into daddy�s room with him. I kept some of my stuff in the other room just for appearance sake. Daddy and I both realized that although we were so in love with each other and saw nothing wrong with our relationship, that society was still not ready for it.
We�ve been together now living as man and wife for nearly two years. The sex is still as great as it was that first night and if anything we�ve developed a deeper and more trusting love and mutual respect for each other than most couples ever know.
I love my daddy and I�ll always be there for him.
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