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Deactivated Cheater

Recently I met-and-fucked a new cheating wife off Tumblr.  She initially reached out to me and we’ve been flirting since before Thanksgiving.  She never cheated before and was local to my area (the Chicago metro area/Chicagoland).  She was so shy and nervous when we first met.  She came out my way, after ditching work, so she wouldn’t likely be recognized during lunch.  Late 20s, pretty face, and no kids.  She first thought of cheating after going to a party with her friends and watching a friend cheat with one of the guys they met.  My friend couldn’t bring herself to do it, but she admitted that she couldn’t get the exciting idea out of her head.  She found a cheating niche on Tumblr and started to reblog content.  She found me, reached out, and ended up on her back at my place, with me spreading her legs, helping her feel the first cock other than her husband’s.

She married her high school sweetheart and grew up in a conservative house that never talked about sex.  She said she felt a lot of guilt fucking her husband before they got married, but he was the only one she was ever with, despite her friends constantly urging her to fuck around and/or not settle for her husband.  She’s 5′2″ and petite.  I disarmed her nerves with significant kissing and foreplay.  She was the one that actually initiated more and surprised me by taking me into her mouth.  Her mouth stretched around my girth and tried to take as much as she could.  She hasn’t sucked her husband cock in over three years.  He’s smaller than me, but average in size and girth.

I tasted her pussy and took my time with it.  I wanted her warmed up and wet, which she already was, but I really wanted to relax her and calm her nerves.  When I could tell that she was close to cumming in my mouth, I backed off and helped her edge away.  Up to this point, there wasn’t much dirty talk, but that triggered it.  I kissed her pussy and slowly marched kisses up from between her legs up to her collarbone and neck, ultimately her lips and holding her hands above her head.  I ran the tip of my cock between her pussy lips, rubbing my pre-cum on her clit.  I slowly slid the tip inside her and took my time, with each thrust, pushing my cock deeper into her.  I bottomed out and I kissed her, taking my time as she stretched on my girth.  I started picking up the pace while fucking her and we enjoyed the next hour or so of edging her as she would get close to cumming.  I didn’t stop when I got close and I just slowed as I came twice inside her.  I stayed hard and recovered.  Eventually she came and exploded with vulgarity as she did.  When she was done, a switch flipped.  I pulled out and our conversation got a little awkward afterwards.  She went to the bathroom for a bit and came out fully dressed.  She wanted to quickly leave and even the kiss goodbye got a little awkward.

The next day, I logged into Tumblr and went to check her blog to find it deactivated.  We messaged on Tumblr because she wasn’t comfortable with me having her number, so we have to way to contact one another.  I’m guessing she got nervous and felt guilty, so she removed her blog.

It’s funny, oftentimes women act like that, they ghost me, but come back for more when they reconcile what they’ve done and realize they want more.  She wanted to be my slut and the subject of a post, so now she is.

Quick Update

I’ve been super busy with travel.  I think the last update I had was during back to school season with some moms that I was fucking as their kids went back to school.  The long and short of that is that there are still a few of them that I fuck while I’m not traveling (which is a bit rare).  It makes it more exciting when I can connect.

Football season has been amazing this year.  I haven’t really caught games in person or on TV much, but it usually has given me an opportunity to have wives come over that have husbands that get away to games or hang out with their friends.  There are about three women that I’ve regularly fucked during this time.  They don’t know each other, but they know about each other.  Honesty is the best policy!  

As for travel, I’ve had a few one night stands.  There is a coworker that I work with on the road and we fuck when we run the same deals.  If I’m not fucking her, I’m looking for women on the road, which I’ve found.  I’m actually going back to Boston soon and plan on hooking up with my New Hampshire, married friend if she can come in town with me.

I played with a couple and fucked a new woman from Tumblr.  I’ve been busy.  I’ll try to get more updates as I can.

I love it when I meet a woman and she just bluntly says, when we are still in public, “Have you ever fucked a married woman?”  It’s always on.

Would you tell hoe mean you van be to your sluts? You ever beat or even mark them?

What?

Beat them? Absolutely not. Spanking and BDSM is one thing, but I’m not looking for some catharsis from some wild trauma by being violent. People should seek therapy if they feel that the only way to feel normal is to really physically damage others.

The same goes with people that seek it. I get it that someone may feel the desire to be beaten, but that is a manifestation of trauma that needs to get worked out in a healthy way. Satisfying it in the physical will probably only make it go away temporarily while causing one to only engage in relationships that continue a toxic and traumatic cycle.

Where are you from?

The Chicago(land) area.

Have you ever been caught by a husband or boyfriend? Either caught in the act or just found out? If so, what happened? And what was the final outcome? Thanks in advance.

I’ve had guys find out that I’m fucking their women, for sure.  I’ve been physically caught before and lucky to be alive.  One guy saw us, left the room and cried while I finished fucking his wife.  She was obviously worried, but she just encouraged me to finish so she could do damage control.  Hah!  I’ve had women whose friends ratted them out.  Usually a woman only lets fellow cheating women know.  Birds that flock together and all.  It’s fun to fuck the group, but when one’s relationship fails and if jealousy gets into the mix, women do and say weird shit.  Nobody wants to face a woman going nuclear; a huge reason why I am very sensitive to my identity.  I’ve been caught by a roommate of the person I’m fucking.  Usually there’s damage control there to keep the person’s mouth shut.  I remember fucking a woman whose roommate came back for something after she was supposed to be gone for the weekend.  She caught me fucking her cheating roommate in the living room.  She just said that the woman I was fucking was disgusting and eventually told the boyfriend.  The guy forgave her (guys do stupid shit for pretty women) and despite promising to never do it again, I was fucking her a week later.

Men have found out mostly from women not being able to take the sneaking around anymore and needing to be honest with their men.  These women usually cut me off completely, but a surprising amount of them come back to fuck when they realize that it’s just a part of who they are.  Depending on what it does to the relationship they have, they either own it and he deals with it or they go their separate ways or she sneaks around and fucks me behind his back and keeps her mouth shut.

One woman got caught when the husband found a receipt for a pregnancy test.

I’ve had women tell me that their men started to get suspicious and that’s why I encourage ALL cheaters that I fuck to NOT take really stupid risks.  If they come over, they HAVE to turn location services off on their phones before coming over.  I learned the hard way from that.  Thankfully it wasn’t at my house so some guy could come find me, but at a hotel and the husband wanted to know why she was at a hotel when she was supposed to be shopping.  She weaseled her way out of that one.  Also, if I fuck someone bareback and cum in them, the woman clearly is taking a risk of the man finding out.  Overly soiled panties or tell-tale visible cum is a risk.  Messy clothes, makeup, and hair.  If she needs to take a shower at my place, she needs to be able to fix her makeup and hair before going home (if he would notice).  Take the necessary precautions.

Sir, I really enjoy your blog and anything you do here. I have a question about size. Did any cheating wife have a husband with a huge cock? Or do they crave you after they tasted that bigger real one? I know it’s more than just size but I wonder if it is not an important reason at the end.

Honestly, a lot of the women that have cheated with me enjoy the passionate outlet.  Size is a factor for those that care about it.  If it gives them additional pleasure because I’m bigger, then sure.  Sometimes it may just be the idea that they are fucking a bigger cock and it being hot in the mind more than the body.  I can’t answer for them all.  To directly answer your question, I have fucked women that have husbands with big cocks as well.  I think there is a level of excitement about a bigger cock and it certainly helps, but the sexy, passionate fire goes a long way.

I’m sure that “big cock addition” is part of it, but that oftentimes is a compliment to the bigger erotic stimuli being the taboo (cheating, only fucking people of a certain/different race, etc.). To some it may mean more than others.

I know it is kind of a non-answer for you, but I want to be as honest as possible.  We can’t put everyone in buckets and assume that we know what makes each person tick.

I love when a woman dresses up and dances for me.  I’m a dancer too, but I like some private attention.

Valentine’s Day

Great evening for meeting single women.  I went out by myself, looking for single women that were either alone or with friends that were protesting Valentine’s Day.  I met a few women and exchanged information.  It wasn’t until I was on my way home that one of the women I met texted me, said it was great to meet me and asked what I was up to.  She was on her way home as well, but wanted to meet up.  Typical for women showing more interest and advancing the moment when separated from friends.

I told her I was going home, but she was welcome to come hang out for a bit, so she met me at my place.  Flirting only lasted so long before we started kissing and had our hands all over one another.  I fucked her on my couch and she spent the night.

She is single, so no taboo there.  We fucked again this morning, I made breakfast, and it made things less awkward as we got dressed for the day.

Suffice to say, she was late for work.

I wonder how many nice, innocent wives follow my blog...

You’re some of my favorite readers, because although I would never, ever expect you to reblog something you find here, it’s like watching you get off. Your secret is safe with me. :)