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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.

Sex addiction

Someone I’ve been fucking lately started probing and asking me questions about myself.  Things like, why I do what I do.  The topic of sex addiction and maybe understanding where my promiscuous and taboo-seeking nature comes from.

I haven’t seen anyone professionally about this, but I will say (and many of you can deduce) that I’m addicted to sex.  I always seek it.  There is a form of validation that I receive when I fuck new women, sure.  It comes in the form of a thrill that I’ve attracted someone to the point that they will fuck.  The taboo is interlaced with it in that I validate my own sexuality when someone will cheat on their husband with me.  I see attractive women with wedding rings and I get hard.  I feel compelled to talk to and flirt with them.  I’m an attractive male with a big cock that makes a lot of money in my sales job.  It makes it relatively easy when you couple that with my confidence.  I feel that validation when I see a woman’s eyes and absorb her responses to flirting.  I feel it when she feels my hard body against hers and she appreciates how I look and feel.  I feel it when she sees the size of my cock.

That winning feeling of beating her husband because he isn’t giving her what she needs and (in the majority of situations) he simply cannot give her with an inferior cock.

I work out because I love it.  The endorphins I get and the high of working out is an addiction as well.  It’s the thrill and the feeling that just pumps through your veins.  It makes it easy when one addiction helps the success of another.  Thankfully I don’t have an addiction to any hard core drugs, although I’ve met a fair number of women who love to couple drugs, like cocaine, with their cheating habits.

There have been times that I tried to pull away from this lifestyle, but the addiction is too strong.  I have no anchor, as only a few close friends know about my vice and those that do are fucking me.  This isn’t something that I can easily and readily share with close friends, due to the immense level of social judgment that comes with the territory.  I travel often for work, so I’m oftentimes in random cities by myself and unless I lock myself in my hotel room, I am like a kid in a candy store, hopping from location to location, looking for interesting women to meet.

I’m not looking for sympathy, I just have this blog to vent my stories and experiences.  It’s good for me to tell my stories and be able to have a level of anonymity that comes with it.  I plan on sticking with this lifestyle for as long as I can.  I have zero desire to get married and make enough money to be that old rich guy on a boat, inviting women to come travel with me.

Thoughtful day.  Don’t try to stop me.  Come play with me!

Sexy-time update

It’s been awhile since my last update and there have been some wins and losses since!

The Tumblr couple that I met and shared my encounter with his vixen was received well.  I’ve enjoyed meeting up with her when I’m back in town, between sales trips and he has received more jerk-off material as I sent pictures and some videos of his wife and I fucking.  He bought lingerie for her to wear for me and he enjoys seeing it go to good use.  I definitely appreciate it.  He admitted that he feels a bit humiliated by it all, especially how much bigger my cock is and how much his vixen looks forward to fucking me, but glad that he can enjoy that aspect of their relationship without the rest of the world knowing.  Oddly enough, since she’s enjoyed being a hotwife, their sex life hasn’t been better and he likes knowing that he’s fucking her with my cum still inside her.

Thank you for being comfortable with me anonymously sharing your story.

Valentine’s Day friend - We’ve been fucking on and off, as we have had time, but she is in a relationship now.  We fucked while she was just dating around with some guys, but she’s exclusive now.  It took a whole of two weeks of being exclusive before she cheated on him with me for the first time.  She said she felt bad, but she did it again.  Typical.  We actually all got together at an event that she was hosting and I met the guy.  She introduced me to him as “a friend”, but all her friends know that she was fucking me.

Don’t trust a woman if she introduces you to a guy that doesn’t really know anyone else in the group and says he is just a friend.

The latest update is meeting up with a married Tumblr superfan woman while on the road and she too is ok with me sharing her story anonymously.  Anyway, I had a reason to visit with work clients, but I really went to meet her, which I did, and we fucked in my hotel room.  Her tight cunt never cheated, but when she did her pussy squeezed me with her lips pulling outward each time I pulled outwards.  No condom, no cumming in her pussy, but she was my pornstar when she took my cum on her face.  Something her husband never did.  Thank you, superfan!  I’m honored to be your first cheat and I’ll definitely be back.

Thanks for giving

People continuously tell me that I need to post more often and as I find time, I will continue to chronicle my adventures.

There's a local divorced friend that I have been fucking regularly for quite some time. To some extent we are dating, but nothing is official and we are both quite clear that sex is not exclusive. Mostly she is a friend who is awesome to hang out with, sexy as hell, and was extremely eager to break through her history with sexual repression.

Around the early August time frame, there was a flood of sexual need from moms that were excited that their kids were going back to school. Some were stay-at-home and some worked from home. Ultimately, if their husband wasn't there, they had the flexibility to get away and fuck. The majority of these friends were women I knew in the past, but there were a few new ones that I either met online or through their friends, who I fucked. Who doesn't like a good referral program!? That said, I was starting to travel more for work, so things became insane busy for me. If I wasn't traveling that business day, I was working on someone to fuck during business hours and working later to balance getting work done. I am extremely fortunate to have the flexible role I do, but much of that is earned from excellence. If I close (win) business and crush my numbers, people don't ask questions.

Since I've been on the road, I've met a few of you off Tumblr to fuck if I've been in the area. I know some of us have been talking for months or YEARS, but the fruit is delicious when its overripe and dripping with juice. I know there are still some of you out there that I am still waiting to meet up with and fuck, especially in the Maryland, Boston, Portland, and Kansas City. Believe me, I will be in touch!

On the work-front, there are two coworkers I've gotten back into fucking. One is on my boarder team, so when we finally got back together as a team (scattered across the US), we made it a point to fuck, so much so that we spent a few extra evenings on location beyond the time of our work obligations.

Travel being what it is, there are less business travelers, but there are still women I meet on the road. I frequent hotels that are often used by airline staff, so flight attendants have been particularly fun to fuck lately. They, like me, have an itch to scratch, so we make ourselves...available.

Things are still extremely hot on the single-friend front. The sexual repression from COVID hasn't worn off too much, so when it comes to meeting women in person or online, I have noticed a remarkable increase in fucking.

As I type this out, I realize how much of a cliff-notes overview this is and what I really need to get into is the visceral details of sexual encounters.

Clingy Tinder Wife

My married friend from Tinder got clingy on me and we only recently met.  I had to push back and I could tell she was upset.

This is a huge reason why I have rules of engagement when I meet women online.  I’ve met way too many women, years ago, that would take careless risks for the sake of cheating.  It’s fine and fun, but make sure your risks are calculated.

It’s also easy to take calculated risks and push them away if you have options.  My option was a different, married bootycall that was happy to oblige me after work.  I made sure she made the most out of “working late.”

Tumblr Hookup

Thanks to Tumblr, I have had men and women reach out to me to see where I’m located or what kind of fun I may be up for or into.  A local guy reached out and wanted to introduce me to his curious wife.  I’ve traveled to meet people, since I travel often for work, but being local made it easy to schedule.  After a few weeks of talking with him, he gave me her email and I reached out directly.  To set the table here, she’s cheated in the past, he found out, they fought for a long time because of it, she still cheated, he admitted that it turned him on, and here we are.  They have an open marriage, but he really doesn’t partake.

This week I finally met up with the wife.  Coffee, flirting, a little touching.  We hung out for the better part of two hours and she took me up on the offer to hang out at my place.  I walked her to her car and kissed her for a few minutes with her door open and she followed me back to my place.  She must have ignored her text messages, because her husband was blowing up my messenger, asking if where she was, if she was with me, etc.  Sorry, not sorry for ignoring you.

The wife and I made out for a while once we got to my place.  She straddled and grinded on me as we kissed, while I pulled her top off to expose her black lace bra.  I pulled her off and forced her to her knees between my legs as I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out.  I loved the look in her eyes as she saw it and she tried to suck on my cock as it hardened.  I eventually answered the husband by taking a picture of my cock on her face.  Admit it, you loved how it crushed you.

Her skin-tight jeans peeled off and I laid her down on my bed, spread her legs and ran the length of my cock against her pussy lips.  We played “Just the Tip” a bit to get her going and wanting more.  I slid into her, bareback, and was surprised how little effort it took for her to take my girth in.  Soaking wet, I bottomed out in her and that’s when I sent another picture to hubby, showing him how much of me that she took and seeing her stretched out by my girth.  Jerk off material for him, for sure.

We fucked for the better part of an hour and a half, during which she came twice from penetration and once from oral.  I came twice, both times inside her wet cunt.  The last picture I sent was a picture of her soiled pussy and told him I was sending her home.

Later that night he sent me two pictures, one of him fucking her and another of him eating her pussy.

Tumblr couple - you’re a blast and your wife is a stunner.  I’m sure we’ll continue to have fun.  Thanks for your consent to post the experience as well.

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.

I miss helping married women find other men or women to play with us. In my 20s, I was fucking a married coworker in her mid-40s. She had an amazing body and once on the road, I watched her fuck three guys we met. As a mom and wife, she had to live a very different life and admitted that her husband has no clue about her needs or her past. In her own 20s, she said she was in Vegas and fucked a bachelor party of five guys with a friend and let a number of them cum in her.

Friend’s wife at a party

No new friends, but Saturday night I was at a party at a friend’s house.  My friend’s wife, who I fuck on and off (the friend who doesn’t know I fuck his wife), was there with her husband.  Anyway, my friend’s wife was looking good and I whispered to her that we should find some time go be alone at the party and play.  People were either upstairs drinking, mingling, or playing a game and others were downstairs playing pool.  We tried, unsuccessfully, to try to find some time to do more than kiss or grope each other while nobody was downstairs.  It was really hard, considering everyone thinks that we hate each other and there wouldn’t be a real reason why we would want to hang out and play pool together.  Anyway, nothing happened.  Weak.

What did happen, was she came over to my place on Sunday.  The guys were getting together to watch football (which I bowed out on and blamed a hangover).  She stayed home because she is 4 months pregnant (don’t worry, it’s not mine) and said she wasn’t feeling well.  I had a few hours of fucking her.  There was so much anticipation from the previous night that within 10 minutes of kissing, I had her legs spread and my bare cock plunging into her.  She was so wet already, I eased into her, despite her typical tightness.

I edged many times and stopped myself from cumming that it was an hour and a half in when I couldn’t take it and came deep in her pussy.  I came 3 or 4 times and ate her pussy while my cock’s sensitivity abated.  I can stay hard between cumming, but the head is always sensitive.  It gave me the opportunity to taste our joint juices together.

While she was trying to get pregnant, we used condoms all except the first time after she was without her IUD.  It was a while before she actually got pregnant and I was already in her bare.  It felt so good, we didn’t stop.  I came in her mouth that time because we didn’t want to take too big of a risk.  From there on out it was condoms.

Tumblr wife

My blog attracts people that wish to reach out to me (feel free!) due to its content and recently a married woman reached out who happened to be local.  (You know who you are...) We chatted on an off for a bit and obviously flirted.  She was on here exploring fantasies that she hadn’t yet had the courage (or idea how to safely and discreetly) to fulfill.  I could tell that the fact that she was local made her more apprehensive because the proximity likely made it feel more real and possible.

After a few weeks of talking and sexting, I encouraged her to meet up for lunch and eventually took me up on it.  She was clearly much more shy in person, as meeting someone from the internet can be awkward, as well as someone you’ve shared intimate thoughts and pictures with.  Flirting came easy and eventually she opened up, as comfort set in with familiarity and humor.  She put effort into her outfit, hair, and makeup.  She wore a loose-fitting, but short, dress that had me glancing at her legs.

Towards the end of the meal, conversation was great and her sense of humor came out with her witty ripostes.  I invited her back to my place and she quickly agreed, following me back to my place.  Once we got there, she started acting shy again and I could tell she was nervous.  I kissed her and she reciprocated and started opening up.  She asked me, “Is this your typical routine when you bring married women home?”  I told her it was a start.  She meekly asked, “Are you going to fuck me like your other sluts?”

I didn’t respond. I just started to kiss her again and she got  aggressive with her hands and lips at this point.  I pulled her on top of me, on the couch, and she began to grind on me.  My hands roamed to the straps of her dress, pulling them down and exposing her strapless bra.  I asked her if the bra matched the panties and she said they did, but asked if I preferred if women wore no panties.  I prefer panties, thongs, etc. for the record!  I got up and bent her over, lifting her dress to expose her ass, pressed aside her thong, and buried my tongue into her bald pussy.  She moaned and shivered in response.  I pulled my pants off and was at half-mast when I took her thong off and started touching the tip of my cock against her pussy lips and running my shaft along them.  She started to breathe heavily.

I stopped and sat down.  I pulled her down to me to take my big cock into her mouth as best she could.  She told me I was significantly bigger than her husband as her wedding ring stroked up and down on my shaft.  Eventually I got up, picked her up and put her on the couch, spreading her legs in front of me and kissed her.  I told her I was going to fuck her and make her mine.  That was going to make her a cheating wife like all of my other sluts.  She whimpered and softly begged me to fuck her pussy.  I roughly grabbed her hair and made her tell me that again.  She finally got it right on the fourth try.  I slowly put the tip of my cock in her, each thrust going deeper into her tight pussy.  Her eyebrows were furrowed, eyes wide, and mouth open, breathing heavily, and grunts escaping as my cock stretched her with each stroke.  Her tight pussy had a death grip on my cock, lips pulling outwards with each pull out.  I completely filled her as my cock bottomed out in her and my girth stretched her.  Her dress was still on.

We fucked for a while and she was submissive throughout the session, although very vocal and talking dirty.  It was clear that she was lost in the moment, wanting to be my slut and whore.  Despite being filled, she didn’t’ cum from penetration and I helped myself to giving her to orgasms by eating her pussy.  She reciprocated and begged me to cum on her face.  As I got close, I pulled out, grabbed her hair roughly and came all over her beautiful face.  I kissed her deeply afterwards, sharing the taste of our collective cum.

As she came down from the moment, I could tell that she felt guilty and bad.  Married women often do as they start cheating.  After a while, the lust kicked in again and she admitted that she enjoyed it, was sore for a day as a reminder, and started sexting me again.  We met up for another session.