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Tinder Wives

I met another married woman on Tinder and Saturday we got together.  She was supposed to be shopping, but within 30 minutes of meeting at a coffee shop, she agreed to coming over to my place to fuck.

Classic case of a wife that lost weight and got a boob job not knowing what to do with all of the extra attention.  I was her first cheat since she was considering it, given all the extra attention.  She had a filthy mouth and wanted me to treat her like my personal slut.

We got together on Sunday as well.

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.

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Coronavirus and travel sex

I hope for all the best for people and families affected as it has locked down travel.  When it comes to my work travel, that has basically been shut down as all non-critical travel will not happen.  I was also scheduled to go to SXSW, which was cancelled, and meet some women that were going out there for work or the music and film festival.  It’s put a damper on some local wives as well, as husbands aren’t traveling and they are working from home as their offices encourage remote work.

Thankfully I know a number of single women and hotwives or this would be a rough patch. 

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.

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

Ghosted and resurrected!

A bit ago I met a new, local, cheating friend who I finally fucked. She was shy and took a bit of time to get her to open up, but she did and we met up. We first met for coffee and kept it casual. The second meeting was more straightforward with her coming over after her kids were off to school. She called in sick while her husband was at work and came over wearing some skin-tight athletic wear with a pony tail. Again, she was shy, but opened up quickly. Most women like this tend to prefer that I lead, which is the plan anyway. Last year, she had gotten a breast lift and slight enhancements, which she has been enthusiastic to show off, despite her more reserved personality. I first connected with her from her finding me on a cheating site after she was getting turned on by the additional attention she was getting from her tits. That said, her tits looked amazing and you couldn't tell that she has three kids from her fitness level.

After talking a bit and getting comfortable, she followed my lead and let me pull her onto my lap on my couch. We made out for a while, with her grinding herself against me, and I held off pulling her tits out to see how long she could go before wanting more. She eventually asked me if I wanted to see them. I asked if she liked sharing them and she said she did. She admitted that she shared nudes with other guys since the enhancement. Her nipples were poking through the top and I licked and sucked them lightly before pulling the top down so they could spill out. She has very sensitive nipples, so she turned into a new woman once I had her nipples in my mouth and against my tongue. Her kisses got harder and she reciprocated the energy and roughness of my hands and lips.

My greedy hands were all over her and then I pushed her off of me and bent her over the couch. I peeled her tight leggings down to expose no panties and a shaved pussy. I buried my face in her pussy and she slid a finger into her ass as I ate her from behind. She was already incredibly wet from the extended kissing and grinding session. At some point I couldn't control myself and I pulled my cock out, running the head of my cock between her slit and down to her clit. She was nervous, but the instinct for her to fuck overwhelmed her. I grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her up a bit. She got on her elbows and I pulled her head to look back at me. Words haven't been spoken for some time, but the eyes and sounds she made reflected the feeling as I pressed my cock into her. I was bare and she couldn't help herself or stop the need. The tightness on my big cock gave way to the wetness. She grit her teeth as I pulled out and roughly thrust deeper into her, repeatedly.

She kept her eyes on me with a furrowed brow and an open mouth. That's how it went as I fucked her from behind, but had her pivot to her back, legs spread. It was shortly after she came that things changed and she was brought back to some semblance of reality. I could tell her demeanor changed and I stopped, without finishing. She grew nervous and I explained that it was going to be an awkward moment for her. I gave her space and some water, told her to use the bathroom, get dressed, and leave if she needed. She could stay, but I needed to make sure she knew options and that she did not owe me explanations for whatever she decided. Ultimately she decided to leave. I did not message her for a while, but when I did, she ghosted me. I didn't bother to reach out again, because I knew that women like her, cheating for the first time, needed time to process what happened.

Ultimately, about three months later, recently, she reached out again with a few simple, single-word questions. I recognized it as a fishing expedition to see if I would respond and how. I focused on comfort and after the shock of what she did, the Holidays behind us, she reached out again to "talk". The talking was mostly her needing to share with someone what she did, even if it was me. She needed her voice to be heard by someone. It re-established the connection and we ended up fucking again...but perhaps those details will be best reserved for another post!

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!

Separated; a COVID affair

Last year, I met a woman who (to this day) is going through a divorce. We met on a dating app, since she was feeling bored and lonely with time on her hands. My profile leaves no questions as to what I'm all about, so it does a good job weeding out unnecessary matches and interests. It's funny the way women will reach out to me. They fall into three buckets.

1 - They are blunt about their interests and the heavy-handed flirting kicks off right away.

2 - They match and talk to me like I'm any other guy, perhaps conveniently ignoring the darker parts of who I am that I'm pretty upfront about.

3 - They are shy and awkward, trying to find a way to be 1, above, but lacking the resolve or sexual confidence.

My new friend is a 3. Typically 3s are boring as hell because they cannot be honest with themselves. There is this song and dance they expect you to go along with to make them comfortable and oftentimes there is not a payoff because they don't know what to do with the comfort once they have it. I'm all about cultivating that connection and comfort, but I stop putting energy into conversations if I do not get any back.

My 3-Friend broke through that barrier quickly and jumped into being a 1. It was like unleashing a beast that wanted to be let out inside her. Very pretty girl-next-door that got married young to some pathetic dude that did not appreciate what he had. She's still pretty young and without kids, but she ended up getting a boob job since I guess her tits were pretty small before. It brought a spark to the bedroom, but that eventually waned. But where her husband attention dropped off, she was realizing she was getting attention from other guys.

In 2019 she worked a booth at a conference for work. The first night she hit it off with some guy at the hotel bar, let her guard down, and ended up fucking him back in his room. The first night was a shock to her as she said she felt an immense amount of shame walking back to her room. She thought it was a one-time and one-off thing and struggled with both feeling incredibly guilty and excited. She worked the booth the next day and a different guy was really chatty and flirty with her. He asked her to grab dinner and she went. They ended up in a lounge later that night, making out and fucking in his room. The next day was uneventful, but the fourth night she was relaxing by another bar since her work duties were done. She intentionally ditched her team to just see what kind of flirting was out there without prying eyes. She met a few guys, but she had chemistry with another and fucked him back in his room.

The experience changed her and she realized she needed to live a different life than the one she seemed unhappily stuck in. To this day, she still hasn't admitted much of that to her friends and she only fucked one more local guy before separating in the middle of the pandemic. After breaking down her walls, she very quickly moved to opening up about her experience with me the same night I started talking with her. I first matched with her and it took a few days for us to chat in real-time, but once the spark was there, there was no denying it. She was only a week and a half into not living with her man anymore and she was thrilled to meet someone she could confide in and not judge her. She knows all her friends would judge her or guys would feel threatened by her sluttiness, even if just a few moments in her life.

I let another week go by to make sure she wasn't the psycho type that wanted to quickly and desperately meet and she appreciated the space and time. We sexted regularly and decided to meet for coffee. We clicked quickly and I followed her back to her place. She gave me the tour and it was clear that she wanted to linger in the bedroom. She went to the bathroom and came back out with her rings back on and said that she knew I liked that kink. I just put my hand behind her head and grabbed her hair as I pulled her closer to kiss her. She pretended to resist and played along, telling me she shouldn't be a bad wife. I found her matching bra and panties with freshly shaved pussy, so she came prepared. I ate her pussy slowly and warmed her up for a while. I was hard when I stood above her and she laid down on the bed, legs spread. She saw how big my cock was and tried to hide her reaction. I ran the length of my cock through her pussy lips. She took a bead of my pre-cum and put it in her mouth. I teased her some more, mostly until she couldn't take it and she began to talk dirtier in her lust. I was breathing heavy and she started to kick me with her heels, trying to get her hips closer to me.

I pressed the head of my cock into her pussy and felt the stretch and heard her moan. She was dripping, but so tight on me. I wanted more and I roughly thrust deeper into her. Her intake of breath was sharp between her teeth each time. I fucked her and edged across positions to prevent myself from cumming and felt her waves of an orgasm take over her before my own. She could tell I was edging and told me she wanted me to cum in her. She assured me she was on the pill. I kept the edge going for a while longer, but eventually thrust deep into her while she was bent over, pulling her hair roughly as I came in her. I stayed hard and slowly thrust in her over the course of a few minutes to recover and I began fucking her again.

I ended up spending the night there and we have kept up the affair to this day. I've been a crutch for her to help her get through the divorce. It's great that she doesn't expect anything more from me other than the intermittent companionship and sexual favors.

It is interesting when couples have different dynamics.  One time I was fucking a wife and after I came in her, he wanted to suck my cock and taste his wife and my cum off of me.  He ended up devouring his wife’s soiled pussy and, like many other man, wanted to taste my cum inside her.