Those Worlds Can Live Completely Separate From One Another Without Intersecting. There Is No Reason For

Is it really a threesome if he watches and just fucks you after I'm done? I guess.

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I love hearing that your boyfriend hasn't even cum in you, but you've gladly taken mine.

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!).

I can’t count on two hands the number of times that I’ve met couples and either had the woman by myself or with her man and I violated his no-creampie policy.  It’s funny because about half of the time, the rule is there as an exciting barrier that they secretly (not telling me) want broken. Whenever I’ve been with the wife by myself and I’ve cum in her, she’s either tempted me by talking dirty to me about it, begging for it despite the taboo, wrapped her legs around me so I can’t pull out, etc.

...also, you would be shocked at the number of cucks I’ve me that wanted me to cum in their unprotected wife. Although that is not really a turn-on for me, with the strange desperation.

Experienced: When he didn’t have any condoms and didn’t pull out 🥵

I’ve had cucks do this. Guys watching me fuck their wives and asking me to do dirty and depraved shit with their wives.

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.

Tinder fuck

I met up with a married woman from Tinder today. Once she admitted to "just looking", it was on. She never intended to cheat, but it happened and she loved it. I loved it.

Anklet long game

About two months ago I met a woman at Kohls when I was doing an Amazon return. She was in front of me and as I approached we exchanged a glance which was pretty innocent. There were two people ahead and a bit of a line. She was wearing yoga pants and athletic top, but a light jacket. Blonde hair in a pony tail, but dark eyes. I was checking her out, but trying to avoid being noticed, but then I saw the anklet on her right ankle. Since we had people between us and she was ahead of me, I was assuming I wouldn't get the opportunity to chat her up. She made her return and smiled at me as she was leaving. I took note of which direction she went in case we could cross paths.

It didn't take long for me to get my return in and on my way out I went the same direction that she took to see if I could find her. I saw her lingering by the housewares section and approached her. Thankfully she was still near the walkway so it didn't appear too intentional. I asked her if she ever had trouble returning anything and she said no. She returned a dress that they messed up on. They not only sent the wrong style, but the wrong size. It was sealed with the right code though. I had similar things happen. We ended up in a conversation about the downfall of quality in Amazon where the marketplace feels flooded by knockoffs of knockoffs.

After a few minutes, I her body language changed. She stopped looking at whatever she was looking at. She was facing me, played with some strands of her hair by her ear, and she had a relaxed smile and laugh. Before the pedestrian conversation overstayed its welcome, I complimented her on her anklet and asked her where she got it. She thanked me and said that it does not get recognized often. I asked if her husband got it for her or if she picked it out herself. She said she picked it out, but her husband likes it. I asked if he gave his approval and she said yes and that he encouraged her to get it. I asked if it was her idea or his. She said his, but that she loves it.

The conversation within a conversation went on for about another minute before she beat me to the punch and asked for my contact info. She texted me a lips emoji so we both had our numbers. Over the next few weeks, we texted and it quickly got sexual. She recently got into the hotwife game. Her husband shared a kink with her and while she was initially turned off, she was intrigued. It took a long time for them to find someone, but eventually he found someone to fuck her while he watched. That was about five months ago and since then, she fucked two other guys. Of the three, only one she still fucks because two of the other guys got weird.

I've been insanely busy because of the end of our fiscal year at work (sales...), so I have not had time to meet up with many new friends. It did allow her and I to marinate and flirt to build up a massive amount of sexual tension where she would send nudes and even some content of the other men fucking her. This weekend, we finally got together. The husband wanted to meet me, so I met them for dinner. She looked amazing in a short dress that showed off her cleavage. The vibe was great, so they invited me back to their place and she rode with me. On the ride back, our hands were all over each other, even though I was driving. She had my cock out and was stroking it, one of her tits popping out of her dress and her dress hiked up so I could slide my fingers along and into her, past her thong.

We got back to their place and he watched her make out with me, in my parked car, in their driveway. It was an appetizer and we went inside while he watched us. Our mouths and hands were all over each other as I picked her up and carried her to the couch. I sat her down on her ass and leaned her back, hovering over her and kissing her, all while between her legs. I pulled her panties off and explored her with my hands and made my way down to take my time eating her pussy. Her husband just watched, slowly stroking his cock. The dirty talk escalated from her as I was buried between her thighs. It was mostly her talking to him, asking if he liked what he saw, telling him that I was going to fuck her. It was hot and she begged for me to fuck her. My mouth was covered in her and she came on my mouth once already. I pulled my cock out and slid into her. Her needy pussy was tight, but the wetness made it easy. I was losing my mind by this point and I NEEDED to fuck her. I bit my lip and pushed harder into her with each thrust despite the tightness.

The fucking was hard and with passion, taking time to kiss at times. Her husband came while I was fucking her from behind and she breathlessly talked dirty to him. He went to clean up and left us alone. We continued to fuck for some time and she begged for me to cum in her mouth as I was getting close. I could feel it and I told her. She hopped off of me and sucked my cock and stroked with her hand until I came in her mouth, her eyes looking up at me. I pushed her back onto her back at went down her pussy and as she was getting close, I slid my still-hard cock back into her. She came hard on my cock and dug her fingernails into my back, leaving marks. During this time, her husband came by to watch now and again, but never lingered for long. It took longer this time, but she said she wanted me to use her pussy to cum again and I did.

It was late and we hung out for a bit afterwards. She sat on her husband's lap and they kissed, still not having washed my cum from her mouth. I watched him eat her pussy for a bit as she teased him about her freshly fucked pussy. They asked if I wanted to hang out longer, but I left and said we should get together again sometime. He said it was cool if she met me alone, but he would like to watch sometime again.

Back on the road

It's been great getting back into travel. It's still not regular as it was, but I missed it.

One of the first trips I took was to meet up with our larger sales team after being remote for so long. On the team is a woman who I regularly fucked while traveling with her, so we were able to fuck again and get her back into cheating. I could tell how excited she was based on the effort she put into looking amazing, from makeup, outfit, to bra/panties/lingerie. We were only meeting with the sales team for a few days, but we both stuck around longer to spend time together without having to deal with lingering coworkers.

There have been some flight attendants that I met that were down to fuck as well. They usually are, but opportunity has been rough for them over this last year.

If anything, body language has meant more now than any other time. When I'm at a bar/lounge, there tends to be a lot of space both from people still apprehensive to remain socially distant as well as a smaller volume of people. Now, so many tells are given if someone sits just a little closer to me or moves/glances my way when they would have no other reason to.

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.