Several years ago I had a toxic gf who introduced me to the world of paying for sex after we paid to have a girl rub me off in a massage parlour while we were getting massaged beside each other. After that relationship I spiralled from hand jobs into full on sex with random girls online as well as escorts etc. I had some incredible sex and loved the variety of women I got to see and fuck. I got into such a rut of meeting escorts and masseuses that when I met my now wife I carried on fucking others behind her back, even after we got engaged. Me and her would talk such filth (long distance) that I was horny 24/7 so it made me hornier and go fuck girls more. We then got married months later and unfortunately, one small miss on my part meant she discovered my secret life on my phone 3 days after we got married. She even spoke to oke of the prossies. Despite this, she stayed with me, not sure why or how. I tried counselling and other things but I couldn't get enough of the variety and spontaneity of seeing and touching various girls. I denied myself sex with more but continued with happy ending and body to body massages even after marriage. One day I went for what I thought was a massage and ended up fucking the masseuse as she got horny after seeing how "handsome" I was. Ended up fucking my wife only 2 hours later. I felt like such a cunt but the joy of multiple women still plays on my mind too much. I still meet random girls but not for sex, maybe a hj or bj at most but still go for happy ending massages. Do I need help? I'm a real perv. I would fuck my wife's sisters at the drop of a hat if I could but she knows I'm a horny pervert and doesn't like me talking to them. I also don't want to ruin the marriage because she is a really a good girl. Am I a real cunt? Any advice or thoughts?

I'm a married woman who loves cheating ;) I started about six months ago and I've had four different guys do me without my husband knowing. My yoga teacher fucks me about every week, I've had two spontaneous dates and a colleague fucked me in his car after work :)

I love how exciting it is, the attention from other guys and turning them on...

I had sex with my ex, after I got married.

We weren't together for a long time, and, heck, I am not even sure he saw us as "being together", but more of a hook up scheme.

I liked him a lot, but a lot. He had a gf at the time, but I was so drawn to him, that I used my cousin, who he knew, to drop him hints how I am interested in him. As soon as he broke up with her, he spared no time, and was all over me, inviting me to go out.

We had sex on the first date, and I guess, since I was young and naive, that I was being opened, modern, hip girl, but I guess he read that as if I am easy, and our "relationship" was nothing more than occasional dates with hook ups afterwards, until he hit on my cousin (the one I used as a hint spreader). She declined him, so I broke it off, realizing what I was for him, what probably any woman is to him.

Many years have passed since then, I never got that crazy "in love", or had such a big crush on anyone after him. I reasoned that I have just "grown up", matured in a way. So I got married, to a nice guy, and life kept going. My marriage was, and still is good, regarding many things, but our sex life was never anything special, and I knew that when marrying him. Some men, just, do not have a high libido, and that was obvious even when we were dating, but again, I have "grown", and realized, that sex isn't everything.

It isn't, but it matters. So, when I came to a conclusion that I am on my own, regarding this, I started playing with myself, doing naughty things, visiting places like this one, all in an effort not to give in, and do something stupid, just for sex.

I didn't think of him, when being playful with myself, but I did think of the kind of sex we had, passionate, raw, spontaneous. So, when I saw his name on the list of invites, to a work event I was hosting, coming in from out of town, I felt nervousness in my stomach.

Casually, like I didn't mean it, I went on a coffee with my cousin, and asked her if she knows anything about him. She blushed, and confessed, since so much time has passed, that after we broke up, she did, in the end, have an affair with him, but lost contact afterwards. She heard that he got married, and that is it.

I applauded myself, how I have, maturely decided back then, pushing away a fuck boy, adamant to present myself in the best way possible, so he will be jealous, when he sees me.

Only, it was the other way around. Twenty years later, he was still radiating charm, all around. When he saw me, across the room, he just nodded, and turned his head. I was fuming!!!

So I came to him, eager to impress, only to end up in his room, on my back.

The next morning, I felt like the stupidest woman that ever lived, and the worst feeling of all was, how great it felt that night. Thankful for him not cumming inside me, since, if he wanted, or even if he asked me, I would say yes, yes to everything.

Some time has passed since then, he never tried to reach out to me, again, my fears of ruining my marriage with this have passed, only thing that's left is a remorse, better yet, two lines of it.

I regret cheating on my husband, and the other is, that I am sad that, I will never have such great sex, again.

But, I keep saying to myself, sex isn't everything.

I confess that I get off to anything that shocks me. Motherless helps with ita little but it's almost like an addiction, I need it and everything else seems too ordinary and plain.

In real life I'm fairly normal... except when the sudden urge to do something spontaneous and shocking takes over, and suddenly I'm seeing a prostitute, cumming in my female friend's shampoo in the washroom, finding videos of my parents fucking in their private collection and masturbating to it, or even getting sucked off at an adult bookstore while watching gay porn. None of it really appeals to me but the shock value that I'm doing it is intense. I once paid for humiliating dominatrix phone/cam sex because half the time my brain was getting off to the thought of "I can't believe I'm doing this" and "what the fuck am I doing?". I'm starting to think that I can't control this compulsion although another part of me doesn't want to.

I'm guessing I'm not the only one on Motherless who gets off to shocking things though. But I'm thinking I have a pretty bad case.

Hallo,

suche eine spontane, offene Frau, eventuell Paar für FKK Party und mehr am kommenden Sonnabend im Raum Hannover. Gerne mit zwei- und vierbeinigen Anhang.

Freue mich auf eure Post, gerne auch an meine E-Mail Adresse. Sie lautet: [email protected]

Bis bald
geile Grüße
Michael

Hallo,

suche für eine Party heute Abend im Raum Hannover eine spontane, offene Sie -eventuell Paar- die auch mehr als Blümchensex mag

Freue mich auf dich/euch
LG
MIchael

Forbidden Desires (1)
Having recently moved back home from college – it’s just me and Mom, Dad died a few years ago – something happened last month; strange and yet so thrilling. I was in the kitchen, scrolling on the phone. Mom was there too, peeling potatoes at the sink. I looked up, in her direction and my spontaneous erection nearly pushed the table up. She was wearing her black leather leggings while also smoking. Dangling it from her mouth. This surprising combination was mesmerising. Almost hypnotic. The way she would take a drag and the smoke would soar from her nose. I had never noticed this before. Sometimes she would take 2 but in-between smoke would exhale from her nose. It was so erotic. I don’t even smoke myself. But it was the way looked while also wearing those sexy leggings. I had never felt this way before. I couldn’t help but look, leer like a pervert. Something came over me, I couldn’t explain. The more I watched the harder I got. Eventually, I had to leave the room. I was basically tripping over myself climbing the stairs, trying to adjust myself. Before I knew it I found myself in her bedroom. In my forbidden frenzy I started to masturbate, thinking of Mommy. I had never cum like this before. A surge build deep from inside and erupted like a hose. Ejaculating all over Mommy’s bed. When I came to, I saw all my seamen covering the quilt. Quickly I tried to rub it in. I got scared and worried she would see it. I washed my face and hands. I had to leave the house straightaway. Try to figure out what was going on…

Hey all i'm a single and from the US and i needed some help thought this would be the right kinda site for this request i had a rape fantasy it could be a regular thing even if its fun and spontaneous enough but i don't really know what kinda site to go to or even if this is good for it anyone help ?

if you want more info just PM me

Nothing spectacular. Fucked my wife's brains out tonight.

She texted me at work around 1PM, telling me that she, in cryptic speak, wanted to fuck me as soon as I got home. She had just gotten home from school where's she's a middle-aged college student. Perhaps some dudes on campus made her horny, not sure. But I really don't care, all I knew is that I was getting some as soon as I got back from work.

Work is busy, so I was focused on the tasks on hand. However, I would occasionally think about the fact that I was getting some pussy as soon as I got home. At times, it motivated me to get done sooner. I'm on salary, so I don't go home until the work is done.

I tried to finish by 4:30, but didn't finish until 4:45. No biggie, still early. I got into the car, texted her that I was on my way home, and 15 minutes later, I pulled into the garage.

She was doing homework when I walked in. We talked for a few minutes, I took my work clothes off, and I followed her to the computer desk where she was tending to her research. I grabbed my dick and looked her in the eye. "You wanna do this now or later?"

She paused, turned her chair, smiled, and said in the most innocent voice, "I wanna do it now."

No further words spoken. I went to the bedroom, got naked and waited for her while she freshened up in the bathroom. When she came into the bedroom, she didn't speak a word; she simply began to lick my balls and suck my dick. It didn't take long until I was rock hard. At the age of 42, I still get horny at the crack of dawn.

She asked if I was ready. I told her I was. She then laid back on the bed while I put a little lube on the tip of my dick. She then spread her legs for me. I saw the tuft of hair above her clit and briefly admired the bare, shaved pussy I was about to fuck.

I put the tip up against her lips and quickly found the hole. I slowly went in and out while alternating rubbing the tip of my dick up her pussy and on her clit. I was getting even more aroused while she started getting more excited.

I then, without warning, shoved my entire 7 thick inches into her pussy, balls deep. She briefly yelped in pain, but I held still and allowed her pussy to quickly adjust to the size of my hard, throbbing cock. After about 15 seconds, I began to slowly go in and out of her, slowly fucking her and beginning to get into the groove.

As I sped up, she began to get into it. Five minutes later, she whispered in my ear, "You can start pounding me now." She loves it when I pound the shit out of her, so I started going to town. I ensured to try to hit her G-spot from the right angle while bouncing my pelvis off of her clit. Pussy feel soooo gooood, so I had to alternate between pounding and grinding, just to keep from cumming so quickly.

We alternated missionary positions, to include putting her calves on my shoulders, which is one of our favorites. The position squeezes her pussy tighter while pushing blood towards the area, stimulating her pussy even more. I could see the red flushness of her pussy while I was fucking it, and she began to go crazy. I made even more effort to angle my dick upward in an attempt to ram her G-spot, which seemed to work as always.

"You want me to turn over?" Doggy style is the death of me, I don't last more than 5 minutes from that position. But we had already been at it for about 15 minutes, so I was ready to nut.

I was a bit aware of the fact that our bedroom window was not covered. We just moved into the house and a couple of neighbors could, if they wanted, peak into our bedroom window and see what was going on. Although it was a bit concerning, considering those two neighbors are in their 60s and 70s, and they are actually really down to earth, I just said, "Fuck It." I grabbed my wife by the hips, found her hole, slipped my dick in, and started fucking her brains out.

Once again, I alternated between slow and fast, wanting to last as long as I can. I'm one of those that gets off on getting my wife off. Call it machismo, I don't care. But I want the woman to enjoy the sex as much as I do. Fortunately for me though, she gets off quick, and also gets sore quick. I know that she's gotten off and is beginning to get sore when she asks me, "Are you ready?"

"Yes." I tell her. So I grabbed onto her hips and went to town. My dick was enjoying the warmness and smoothness of her tight pussy. It began to feel better and better, sending an increasing wave of ecstasy through my entire body. Without saying a word, I held my hips still while she moved back and forth, working my cock until I began to come deep into her pussy.

I came and loved every second of it, moaning and even bucking a little. But she had a bit more left in her. She kept going, telling me to "Fuck me deep." Even after the orgasm, the complete release, I still wanted to please her as much as possible. So I fucked her, and kept fucking that pussy for another 5 minutes. As soon as I knew she was done, I pulled out. She knew I was done, so she laid on her stomach, panting and enjoying the post-sex ecstatic feeling. I leaned over and kissed her. We exchanged, "I love you."

We put down a towel to catch the mess, and I could see my cum dripping from her pussy, onto the towel.

I squeezed the residual cum out of my dick onto the towel, wiped myself on the towel, and hopped into the shower for a quick wash. She did the same after I was done.

For those who think that sex is over after marriage, well, I guess it depends who you're married to and what your expectations are. We keep it exciting by introducing spontaneity, fantasy, and experimentation. Today was spontaneity, but next week she may surprise me with a nurse's outfit, taking care of me while I'm sick to only unbutton the nurse's uniform and ride my hard cock.

I went to a popular rest stop this morning. Sitting at a picnic table near a tree was this big, black trucker eating a sandwich.

I went in to use the toilets and couldn't keep thinking about how sexy he looked. It was soooo tempting to ask if he'd fuck me. The thought just wouldn't go away.

Never, ever have I done something so bold and daring. Not only that, I knew that he could just as easily beat the shit out of me if he wasn't interested. But I threw all caution to the wind.

As soon as I came out of the toilets, I walked up to him and said, "I've always wanted to feel a big, black cock in my ass." He practically choked on his sandwich as he turned to look at me. I thought for sure he was going to cuss me out or come at me with his fists.

But to my utter surprise and delight, he replied, "And I've been thinking how good it would feel to fuck some white boy ass." And with that, he wrapped up the rest of his meal and led me to his truck.

This was the first time I'd ever been in the back of a semi cab. It was amazingly "spacious" for such a tiny space.

That man fucked my ass HARD! He came inside me and spilled so much seed it dribbled down my legs.

I've never done anything so spontaneous in all my life. He didn't even use a condom and I regret that part. I will be checking myself for AIDS and STDs soon. But at the moment, I'm glowing from my own orgasm and I am thinking that the experience was so worth it.

He told me when he usually comes through this way. I am definitely thinking of meeting him again.

Part 16: [rest of the story on my profile :) ]

This is about Haley again (look at part 13 if you dont remember). At her 26th birthday I fucked her. At that point Anna was already pregnant with her second kid (guess who the father is ;) ).

A week after Haleys birthday we had a date. We went swimming in a lake. You had to pay for swimming there, but in turn, there were changing cabins. We changed in different cabins, I just put on simple trunks. Haley changed into a swimsuit. I usually prefer bikinis, but her swimsuit was so tight fitting, it was sexier than any bikini could have been. We were shy around each other, like teenagers on a first date. I complimented her on her looks and she blushed. Then I took her hand. She hesitated for a split second, but then smiled.
Me:"It feels right."
H:"yes."
We chose a place to put our blanket down, then directly went swimming. It was a hot summer day, so a lot of people were at the lake, especially on the lakefront. So we decided to swim to the middle of the lake. When we got there we started making out. Wasnt so easy since we had to stay afloat. We failed and laughed alot, but some kisses landed where they belonged. Eventually, we swam back. We stayed in the water for a while longer. We had brought some picnic stuff, some bread, cheese, grapes. We ate some, then Haley laid on her back. I started feeding her grapes, then started throwing them so she had to catch them with her mouth. Afterwards we went swimming once again, before we decided to leave. I pulled Haley into a "Family" cabin. I hugged her from behind and slit my fingers between her legs. She moaned softly, so I put a hand on her mouth. When my fingers went into her pussy, it was already wet. And no, not from water. She bent over and I dropped my trunks. I pushed her suit bottoms aside and slit my dick right in her wet hole. I went in so fast, a muffled moan escaped her throat. I pulled out a little to ease the tension, but she immediately pushed her hips back and herself onto my dick. In a few moments we were fucking hard. We made sure not to make any noises or shake the walls. Her pussy gushed after just a few minutes. She signaled me to stop and went down on her knees. Her lips and mouth felt warm against my dick. She sucked me off like she needed my cum to survive. I came after just a few seconds. She swallowed every bit of cum.

We got dressed and went to a restaurant. The food was great, Haley looked amazing in her yellow low cut top and shorts. Afterwards we went back to the lake, but at a spot where you cant swim. As we watched the sun went down, I spontaneously asked Haley:"Do you wanna be my girlfriend?"
She looked surprised. Then she cuddled closer towards me and said "yes." We stood there for a minute longer, just enjoying each others company. After the sun went down, we went home (to my house). When we arrived, Haley pushed me into the bed room, on the bed and stripped me. She climbed on me and fucked me so fast that afterwards my dick was red and even a little burned. Her moans got so loud, I was affraid the neighbors might hear her. My cum filled her pussy soon after.

Anna was happy for the both of us. She said she wouldnt trust anyone else with her sister. O/C I still had sex with Anna. And it was even better because she knew I fucked her sister, maybe just a few hours before. Anna and Jim wanted to move for the new kid. To have more space and more rooms. They did find a house, which was way too big for just one family (and also hardly affordable for just one family). So Haley and I decided to move in with them. It was the perfect solution for me and Anna. And also for the kids. So after just 12 months of relationship, Haley and I moved into a house together. And after just 2 weeks of living there, we decided that we had to fill the house....

End of Part 16