Coworker Escape

Thank you for the great answer. Do you also have a bit of a bad boy image? Like long hair or tatoos or anything? Any particular clothing style? Maybe accentuate your bulge? Thanks

No.  I travel often and work in sales, so that style doesn’t fit what I’m usually in.  Properly groomed hair, facial or not, and suits are typically what I wear.  Don’t worry about trying to accentuate a bulge.  Work on an image and don’t half ass it.

Let’s be honest.  Just because you upped your domestic game doesn’t mean you need to give up on what you really need and are good at.

Some of my hottest memories include women (even random women) talking to or texting their man while I fuck them.

have you ever had sex with someone who is happily married? like someone who is married for like 20+ years? If so, how did you get her?

Of course.  In fact women that have been married for that long have either cheated and are looking to again after a while or they are open to experiences after being with their husband for so long.  Usually those relationships don’t have as much passion and a woman enjoys the spark again.  It’s dangerous though, because those passionate moments are intense and addictive.  I’ve seen completely true-blue, married women, moms and all, turn into slutty lunatics that start to have sex consume their thoughts and energies. Those women honestly take more risks. Things from letting their guard down with hints that husbands may pick up on or worse - being neglectful toward their family.  I’m not trying to break anything up; especially if women have kids.  Thankfully my travel is a natural barrier from someone always wanting to meet and multiple times a week.

Don’t get me wrong, not all women that are married 20+ years are like that.  Of course that isn’t the case.  I get a LOT of questions like there is some silver bullet that makes women drop their panties.  That’s simply untrue.  Yeah, there is a method to the madness to not be a fuckboy or douche, but it only works with women that are already open to those thoughts.  You can’t physically make someone do something and overwhelm their rational thoughts with words when, at their core, they don’t want to.  I’ve had a lot of failures here and seen women flirt, but then get awkward and bail when things progress.  That’s cool.  I don’t push it because those women aren’t feeling it or they aren’t the kind of women that want to cheat.

When women put themselves into situations where they let their guard down (alone, drinking, traveling, etc.), they oftentimes are open to the suggestion of cheating.  When they are completely in control of rational thought, they KNOW they are putting themselves in those environments and situations.  Consent is always a priority, so I absolutely do NOT advocate sexual abuse or assault.

That said, I’ve fucked plenty of women in their 40s that have been married for 20+ years.  When I was in my early 20s I had a cougar fetish and I loved pursuing married women between the ages of 35-45.  Now that I’ve entered that age range, it’s pretty easy to find women in that age range.  Not a lot of guys still commit to keeping in shape!  That and I noticed that women are more comfortable with my age because they assume it comes with more maturity than a guy in his early-20s (which the jury is still out for me!  hah!).

Her husband likes baseball

This last weekend I didn’t plan on having much going on, however as the weekend drew near, a friend reached out about her husband being out of town for the weekend.  Her husband planned on leaving early on Saturday morning to head down to St. Louis to watch some Cubs/Cards games through Sunday, so it allowed me to have some unbridled free time with his wife.

She waited for him to leave and then got dolled up before she came over to my place.  She came over with these faux leather leggings that had a sheen and hugged every curve of her ass and legs.  As much as I wanted to jump her right then and there, I forced myself to take my time and even went out of my way to slow her down when she wanted more.  We had all day and Sunday to play together, so there was no rush.  We kissed and ran our hands over each other for over an hour, but edged away from going too far.  I wanted to build the tension and have it last.  We maybe said 5 words to each other in the first two hours she was there.  Eventually we had to do lunch, which we stayed in for.

The process of making lunch was a long and sexy one.  We didn’t make anything fancy, but it was a group effort that took longer than normal due to sexy interruptions of mouths and hands busy doing other things.  A while after lunch, I couldn’t take it anymore.  Our hands went farther with each passing moment.  Eventually I pulled my cock out and I grabbed her head to guide my cock into her mouth, roughness taking over as she got into having me use her as she intermittently gagged.  I was on the couch as she knelt between my legs, stroking my cock with her ring-hand, and looking up at me as she sucked my cock.  My left hand was firmly grabbing the hair at the back of her head and roughly encouraging her to take more.  She had to pull off a few times to recover and she liked having her face slapped with my cock as she stroked with deep breaths.  She got me close to cumming and I pulled myself away from that edge.  Instead, I stood up, bent her over on the couch, knees on the carpet, and pulled her leggings down around her thighs as I pressed her face into the cushions.  I could see how wet she was between her legs, still pressed together from the waist of the leggings.  I reached between her thighs to grab her thong, I ripped the part between her legs, and began pressing my bare cock into her soaking wet cunt.  

She still had her heels on as I pushed into her tightness, slightly deeper with each thrust, feeling her stretch and relax.  I had one hand that tightly grabbed her long hair and pulled it backwards to force her head up as I fucked her from behind, the sounds she made got me even harder.  My other hand grabbed her hips as I used them for leverage as I pressed into her deep pussy until I bottomed out.  After she started relaxing, I pulled her up, pulled her leggings off but made her put her heels back on, and put her onto her back; spreading her legs as I slid back into her.  I pinched her nipples, slapped her tits, and grabbed her throat to hold her down.  She ended up on her side, one leg raised, as I fucked her, but I pulled her arms behind her back and used her leggings to bind her wrists and forearms behind her.  I ripped her thong the rest of the way off and stuffed it into her mouth as I continued to fuck and her her pussy.  It was after I started getting rougher that she came on my cock.  I felt her start to tense up and her thighs and ass kept tightening up as I felt her hold her breath as I squeezed her throat.  When she came there was a relaxing release where her body just went limp for a second and she exhaled hard.  I made her turn around and suck my cock until I came all over her face.

We went on like that into and through dinner.  We relaxed and watched a movie, but as we cuddled, we ended up heading upstairs to fuck some more.  In the morning she went back to her place for a bit and then came back after a few hours to hang out some more.  She came back in an old, skin-tight bandage dress that she was willing to part with if it got destroyed.  She made the suggestion, so I made it a point to rip it as we got to fucking again.  It was an unexpected pleasure to have her as my sex slave for 36 hours, especially since I hadn’t seen or fucked her for a few months.  She went home and later told me that she told her husband that she just lounged around watching Netflix, enjoying the time to herself.

I’m sure you get this question a lot but how did you first start hooking up with and aiming for married or taken women?

I was in college and met a married woman in a bar.  She had a kid that was enrolled at the same school and she stopped in for a drink.  She wasn’t an alcoholic, but she was kind of bummed that her husband didn’t make the trip out there to drop their kid off as well.  He was traveling and didn’t change his plans for a milestone visit.  We flirted and hit it off.  I fucked her that night and since she wasn’t very far away, she made extra efforts to come visit her kid by herself and then come visit me to fuck.  She was in her 40s and it went on for some time.

After that, I actually went out of my way to meet older women, who happened to be married.  I always had some flirting with me, but I was too young and stupid to realize it.  So it became a goal.  I wanted to fuck as many married women as I could, which was kind of a stupid goal, but one appropriate for a young college kid.  It was actually easier than I expected and I’m a fun person by nature (not a disrespectful or abusive piece of shit, so most women kept me in their back pocket to fuck again if they needed. 

After college I got into my field, which required a lot of travel.  Naturally, as a horny 20-something I just made it another goal to find and fuck women on the road, which I realized that married women were easier than single women.

It became a vice.  Now I’m in my mid-30s and I’ve fucked and cum in a lot of married/taken women, which has become my fetish of sorts.  I’ve had some open relationships, but that’s the extent of it.  I’m pretty damaged when it comes to relationships.

Conference cheaters

I’m at a conference for work this week and Monday night, a coworker and I met two women that were also coworkers and they love to party.  We’re mid-30s and they were mid-late 20s.  My coworker is married, but cheats on his wife.  One of the women has a b/f and the other is married.  The married woman was the big flirt and the one to suggest partying up in her room.  When we were up there, the woman with the b/f was flirty, but kind of reserved.  The married one was making out with me while my friend was talking to the other.  My partner reached down my pants and pulled my cock out, enjoying seeing the size of it grow in her hands.  She happily sucked on me and let me spread her legs to fuck her.  It was hot hearing her complain about her husband’s small cock and telling me how much she loved mine; how it hurt and stretched her.

I pulled out and my coworker took my place, fucking her.  I went over to the woman with the b/f and she giggled nervously.  I sat next to her, looked into her eyes, let her nervousness dissipate with some joking around.  She settled down and I kissed her.  She kissed back.

We kissed for 10 minutes or so and I started caressing her, which she was open to.  I grabbed her and pulled her onto me as she straddled me and grinded on me through her panties under her dress.  She was wet, I could tell.  She kept saying that she shouldn’t.  I told her to tell me to stop if she was uncomfortable.  She said she was ok where she was.  We grinded a little more and I asked her if she was wet (obviously).  She said maybe.

We kissed and I starting pulling her thong aside.  She kept saying, “I don’t know.”  I asked her what she didn’t know and she just repeated the same thing.  I told her she could stop me, but again she just said, “I don’t know.”

The head of my cock pressed against her pussy lips and she kept saying, “I don’t know...”  She knew.  She slowly let herself slide down on me as I stretched her tight pussy with my big cock.  She was so wet it didn’t take much to prime her and get into her as far as I could go.  I bottomed out in her depths and her pussy strangled my cock.  I told her she should let go since she already cheated.  She let go.

She is a dirty talker and I love it.

We’re meeting up again tonight.  Hopefully it’s just as good.

Keeping Busy

I’ve been keeping busy.  My neighbor has been fun and regularly available during the week when I’m working from home.  I also have a few single friends who fill in weekend time.  I think since Tumblr locked down on content I haven’t been as encouraged to post more.  I know I should.

Recently I had a friend who I hadn’t fucked in a few months reach out. Her husband was going to be in Vegas for the weekend and she wanted to get together.  I had her dress up with some role play.  She is the type that likes it gentle at first, but progressing into rougher play.  We had a long weekend together, so we were able to take our time and enjoy it together.  She said she felt guilty for about a month and a half after we last fucked and that’s why she hadn’t reached out.  She came to terms with it and it took being home alone without prying eyes for her to take advantage of the opportunity.

I also recently fucked a mid-20s waitress when I was traveling.  It was dead where she was working and we spent a lot of time talking and flirting.  She got off of her shift early and I invited her over to my hotel room, but she said she would feel more comfortable at her place, so we went there.  I saw pictures around of her and a guy, which she said was her boyfriend after she got a bit awkwardly uncomfortable.  I asked her if he knew that she invited strange men over to her place.  She said , “No.”  That he trusted her.  I asked her if this was just one big misunderstanding and she just said, “No.”  I grabbed her hair from behind, kissed her and told her that I understood her well then.  She just said, “Yes.” in a deep voice as she gave in.  She had on extremely tight jeans with a big ass and a tight black shirt with smaller tits.  We kissed and throughout the foreplay, I pulled her pants down and ripped the crotch out off of her panties.  She had an amazing bubble butt and I wanted it from behind.  I pressed her down and worked my way into her tight pussy.  I wore a condom, as I considered her “single” in my book.  As I started to fuck her, she said I was the third guy in six months, when she first started cheating.  She came from me eating her pussy as I intermittently gave her a break from fucking to lick her.  After she came, she pulled my condom off and sucked my cock until I came in her mouth.

I also got permission from a local guy on here who reached out and wanted to set me up with his wife.  It originally was moving too fast for me and it set off some red flags, but he put me in touch with his wife and we hit it off.  I met them for lunch one day and the chemistry was the same.  Sometimes when you meet someone, it gets weird if they are different in person.  We went back to their place and he watched me fuck her.  He’s a cuck and took verbal abuse from her as I fucked her.  A lot of talk about the smaller size of his cock and him not fucking like a real man.  When she rode me, he licked her asshole.  When I pulled out to have her suck my cock, he licked her gaping pussy I left behind.  She wanted me to cum on her face and I did, and then watched him kiss her lips with my cum on them.  As he kissed her, I put my still-hard cock back into her pussy.  She came on my cock and she started slapping him in the face as she was losing it.

I’ve had some other adventures and I need to be be better about sharing them online.

Cheating wife on the 4th

My friend had to work on the 4th, which sucked for him, but it allowed me to get together with his wife.  He doesn’t know, but she came over shortly after he left and brought a shaved pussy and matching bra, panty, and stocking set with heels.  She wouldn’t let me touch her until she got dressed for me.  My friend hadn’t fucked her since the last time we were together, which wasn’t too long ago, but it is a waste of a beautiful woman with long black hair, flat stomach, petite little butt (although I prefer them bigger), and fake tits.

We kissed and our lips were devouring one another and I grinded on her until I couldn’t take it anymore.  I took her bareback with my hand pulling her hair and we fucked for 2 hours before we had to peel ourselves off of one another. 

She showered at my place and we went to a 4th of July party at a mutual friend’s place.  Her husband showed up after dark and he has no clue.

No condom; lots of cum

Every so often I take a calculated risk without a condom. One of those nights happened tonight as a neighborhood housewife, who I fucked in the past, came over to hang out tonight. It starts out as grinding against each other, with a bit of alcohol in our blood. Her juices lubing my shaft up as she slides her pussy lips along it. We play Just-The-Tip and it goes along rather than it should. My big head disappears into her and we forget as her pussy stretches tightly on my big cock. She gasps and keeps taking more until I bottom out in her. I ask her if she ever cheated without a condom, she says no. She tells me to let her know before I cum. Eventually I tell her and she says, "Good," and presses herself on top of me until all of my thick load is inside her. She tell me that she loves it and through the night I find two more loads to shoot into the depths of her pussy. She loved it and said it made her feel like such a slut. That her bull deserved the honor of being the only cheat to not only fuck her without protection, but to cum in her as well. She admitted to fantasizing about it. She is such a fucking knockout that I couldn't help myself.