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Last week’s adultery

Quick wrap up from this weekend.

Thursday, during the day, my neighbor worked from home and she came over in the morning to fuck while her husband was at work.  We shared stories of our recent conquests.  She recently met a married local guy and has been fucking him, but as her bull, I’m still the only guy she barebacks and I left my cum deep inside her.  She texted me later that night and said she fucked her husband and he had no clue he was feeling or tasting my cum in her.

Saturday my Facebook friend came over to fuck.  She’s still only been flirting with other guys, but I’m he only one she’s fucked.  She enjoys her time with me and doesn’t want to introduce more risk by making things more complicated for her.  The unfortunate side effect of this is that she wants to spend more time with me and fuck more often.  Thankfully my schedule keeps her from getting too clingy.

I couldn’t find any time to overlap and meet up with the wife I met from Tumblr, unfortunately.  Hopefully this week.

I can tell, you’re not doing that on purpose at all.  Your slow clicks; pretending to peruse some content.  You intentionally burn seconds and play with your hair, pretending to sound miffed, like you are having trouble with something.  The look you give me over your shoulder as I catch your eyes says that you know you’ve been caught.  I say something innocuous that couldn’t be misconstrued as harassment, like, “we should get a drink.”  It lets you know that I am on to your game.  I don’t ask; I say.  Asking gives you an out.  Saying and stating lets you know that I know you’re a coward if you end your flirting right there.  Make an excuse to your boss why we need to step away.  Tell your husband that you’re working late.  I don’t give a shit.  Figure it out and feel your heart pound as you meet me for that drink.

If she’s asking, she probably already has.  Don’t say yes, even if you would be ok with it. Tell her that you just don’t want to hear about it (unless you really do). It’s hotter for her when she knows she can and it feels like cheating still. Then you can play a game of trying to find out when she’s been fucked. Her excuses in her schedule. Her messed up hair. Coming home with different clothes on. Soaked panties and stains from my cum in them.

Friend’s g/f and more

It’s been a while since my last update.  A lot has happened, but I don’t have time to blog about it all!  Hah.  I’ll show up with some more detail at some point.

First off - my friend’s g/f - the one that I had fucked before they were together and fucked her around St. Patrick’s Day, we have been fucking regularly.  Regularly is vague, since I am not home often, but we get together when we can find overlapping schedules.  She felt guilty at first, but got over it after a few weeks.  They aren’t engaged yet, but they are definitely on the path.  I guess she knows that he bought a ring and they have been talking about a summertime wedding next year.

I also had fun with two women that are friends.  They are younger and it was easy for them to slip and get away!  I fucked both and they played with each other as well.  We took our time and enjoyed the company.  There was a lot of edging and buildup.

I also had fun with a couple and the husband and I took on the wife together.  He watched for a while and fucked her after I started her off.  I watched him kiss her after I came in her mouth, watching my cum flow between their mouths.

I’ll post some more content with details as I have time, either with these friends or others.  Don’t be a stranger!

Reactivated Cheater

It didn’t take long.  The woman I fucked from my previous “Deactivated Cheater” post created a new account and reached out last week.  She shared that she felt guilty immediately after we fucked and it was worse when she tried to turn it all off by deactivating, but she started to feel the itch and horny again.  She read my blog post about her and it turned her on instead of scaring her.  

We chatted for a bit and I told her to come over.  She was hesitant and said if she did, she didn’t want anything to happen.  I told her that I wanted her to come over exactly because something will happen.  She said we should just flirt and talk dirty on here.  I told her that we already had each other and words just won’t scratch that itch.  After a bit of back and forth of talking dirty on here, she agreed to come over.  She came over after she left work early after lunch and when she arrived, we didn’t say a word to each other for 15 minutes.  We jumped right into kissing and caressing each other.  The first things she said were a husky whisper of, “I need you in me.”  It didn’t take much encouraging as I peeled off her skin-tight jeans and ripped her panties off, to her surprise.

I could feel how wet she was with the tip of my cock, as I ran it between her pussy lips.  Her mouth opened with a silent scream as I slid into her slowly, deeper with each thrust.  I put my finger in her mouth so she could suck on it while I penetrated her.  She asked if I was going to cum in her again and I said yes.  She said another thing that scared her was that she had sex with her husband in the evening of the day that I fucked her and came in her.  She said she knew her husband was likely tasting my cum and feeling it as he fucked her.  It scared her at first, but later on she said it turned her on.  She wrapped her legs around me and said, “Good,” after I said i was going to cum in her.

Again, as we fucked, she became increasingly vulgar, which I loved.

It was a great session, for sure.  I haven’t heard back from her yet, but that’s cool.  I’m sure I will.

One night stand

I’m in Boston this week, for work, and last night I met a flight attendant at my hotel bar.  Her crew retired for the evening and she was looking for company.  She is married and in her late 20s.  The flirting was forward from both parties, with a lot of “if I wasn’t married” and “if you weren’t married” lines.  Those are usually pretty good indicators if someone is interested, if they are saying them or responding well.

Within an hour of talking, she said she didn’t have much time before she needed to crash for the night and if her being married wasn’t a problem, that I could join her in her room to hang out.

While we fucked, she kept saying how she should really stop and get to bed, but we kept going.  We spend twice as long fucking than we did getting to know each other.  I asked her if she cheated often and she said she cheated when she could and her husband doesn’t know.  It started off as revenge for him cheating, but she has cheated since her first episode.

Conference cheaters part 2

It was a blast this week.  The women my coworker and I met with enjoyed two more nights of drug-fueled sex.  They had some ecstasy and rolled while we fucked.  The woman with the b/f wasn’t so reserved this time.  She had a freshly shaved pussy for me and let me know within 5 minutes of seeing her that evening.  She grabbed my hand and slid it up her tight bandage dress.  She teased me all night until we went back to hang out with them in the room.  She kept whispering things into my ear like, “Are you going to make me your little slut tonight?” and, “You better fuck me better than you did the other night.”

I asked about her b/f and she said that it wasn’t her first time cheating, she just didn’t want to be judged when we first met and it was her first time when she was around her coworker.  She’s been with this guy since college and she stays with him because he has money, but she was a late-bloomer to beauty and after losing some weight and wearing nicer clothes, she has attracted men she ended up fucking.  Her b/f even paid for her fake tits.  It was really after that and the attention she got that she started cheating.  We shared stories while we fucked and it was super hot.

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.

Weekend fun

I haven’t updated in a bit, but that is mostly because I have been busy as hell.  Finding the time or energy to fit chronicling my adventures has been tough.  I hope you all enjoy them.  I will be working on getting regular updates.

There has been a lot of activity on my end, I just haven’t been writing about it; something I mean to change.

This last weekend was a good example of some fun.  Friday night I met up with two women that I have met and been fucking recently.  They are good friends and the one I met off a dating site introduced me to her friend to play as well.  Both are single and in their mid-20s.  When I met up with them for dinner, they were already dressed in an exciting way.  Earlier that week I had given them some money and told them to buy something sexy to wear for Friday night.  One wore a red, lace teddy and the other had a dark-green matching lace bra and panty set.  They came back to my place and changed. I told them to dance for me and they took their time, all of us kissing with wandering hands as things progressed.  It was hot fucking both of them and watching them play together. I am the kind of guy that prefers to leave some clothes or lingerie on the women I play with, so while the things they purchased were not crotchless, I did have to rip the crotch out of both.

Sunday, while the football games were on, I played my usual card of having a married friend come fuck while her husband was out with the guys.  She said that he felt guilty asking for the time to go drink and hang with his friends to watch the games.  She played the card of going out to do her thing and downplayed her excitement to have the time for herself to come to my place.  He wouldn’t feel as guilty if he knew that she was using her time wisely and cucking him.  Or that I’ve fucked his wife more than he has over the last two months.  Or that I’ve cum in her every time when he is afraid to, despite her being on the pill, unready to have kids just yet.

All in all, a good, productive, sexy weekend.  Back on the road!

Crawl to me.  Dress up in ways you may never have before.  Play a role with me and explore your fantasies.  You’re mine and you will demonstrate it.