[MF] Local Soccer Mom Meetup {Cheating}

A majority of my cheating occurred when traveling for business, but there were times when I would break my own rule and find a “friend” close to home. It was fall and I hadn’t traveled for a while and was feeling the itch, so I opened an Ashley Madison account just to see if it would work locally. Don’t worry, I took precautions to hide my identity, as it was obvious that place would get exposed at some point!

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I messaged a few profiles that actually looked real. A few days went by, no replies, so I followed up. I assumed they were all fake or were overwhelmed with messages. Luckily one woman did finally respond, Chrystal. She was married with kids, which is a plus since she had just as much to lose as I did, was close to my age, and was just looking for fun. Perfect! We exchanged kik accounts and chatted for a few days. After a week or so, I suggested we meet up to see if the physical attraction existed in real life.

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She was very hesitant at first, as she had not cheated on her husband before. She clearly wanted to, but that first time can be rough. We agreed to meet at a coffee shop kind of out of the way. I get there first, order a cup, grab a table, and text her that I’m there. Not 30 seconds later she arrives, and she looks better in person! Beautiful blonde hair, glowing blue eyes, perky tits and in great shape. We hug, sit down and start to talk.

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She is more blunt about what she wants in person than she was in text, which is unusual. She makes it clear she wants fucked, hard. I’m getting hard just sitting there, and she can tell, but she breaks the bad news – she’s on her period. Now I’m no rookie, I’ve fucked a woman on her period many times before, but we were a little pressed for time and getting a hotel wasn’t going to happen that morning. She does, however, offer to give me a blow job in one of our vehicles. Holy shit, I struck gold here!

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We head to her minivan, which was full of typical soccer mom stuff. Car seats, snack wrappers, sports drink bottles, crumpled homework, and so on. We move that stuff out of the way and climb in the very back seat, where the windows are tinted, and she unzips my pants. My hard cock springs straight up, and she gives me a huge smile. “Oh awesome, you are so much bigger than my husband!” She wastes no time in going to town on me, taking me as far as she can down her throat. This woman can suck a dick. I cum in her mouth and she swallows my load. “Holy shit, you are amazing!” I tell her. She blushes and says thanks, thats nice to hear since she doesn’t hear it often at home. We straighten up, I get in my car, and head our own ways for the day.

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We continue to text, hopeful to meet up again soon. A week goes by and nothing seems to work for both of us. One sunday, I was at a buddy’s house watching football. My friend got drunk and passed out on his couch, so I was there basically alone, so I texted Chrystal…”Hey, you want to grab a drink? I’m right down the road from the Eastgate Lounge.” She quickly responds “Actually that would be great, what time?” “Whenever you can be there, the sooner the better.” “See you there in 20 minutes!”

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I pull up, she texts saying shes at the next stop light. I wait in my car until I see the van where she sucked me off. I get out, meet her at her car, and we go into the bar together. This was a good choice to meet because it is a complete dump and the odds of seeing anyone I new there was very low. We order a drink, and she bitches about her husband. Then her favorite song plays on the juke box, and she starts to sway in her seat. honestly I have no fucking idea what song it was, but when it was over she let out a breath, and said “that song makes me so horny. Let’s go to my van.” She didn’t have to tell me twice. I paid for our drinks and out we went.

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We headed straight for the back seat. We kissed and made out, I grabbed her tits over her shirt, removed that and her bra and got a great look at her amazing rack. I suck on them for a second, then work my way down to her pussy. I remove her pants, awkwardly since it’s a cramped space, tell her I owe her a good licking, and then she throws her legs over my shoulders and I feast on her snatch. She grabs my head and guides me to where she wants me to focus my attention. Have I mentioned that she’s good?

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I suck on her clit and not 15 seconds later, her legs start to tremble on my shoulders, both at the same time. She is biting on the shoulder belt and trying not to scream, with some success. After it’s clear I made her cum, she begs me to fuck her, so we change spots and she gets on her hands and kneeds, between the middle row seats. I get on my knees, reach down to rub her pussy, and I guide my cock inside her from behind. I pull her ass towards me and give her some deep, hard thrusts. As I do this her head drops and she pounds the floor of the van with one fist. Trying to breath she says “oh fuck, your dick feels so big inside me! Fuck me fuck me…”

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We are careful not to make the van rock too much, as we can see bar patrons walking by. No one stops to look, so they probably didn’t notice, but the though that we could be watched was exciting for sure. We keep this rhythm going and she cums again (or I assume so, based on her legs trembling and her moans again), then when I’m close to emptying my balls, I ask her where she wants me to cum. She says she wants it inside her, which is a-ok by me. I pull her hips towards me with 6 or 7 deep, hard stabs at her cervix and finally unload deep inside her.

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She falls almost all the way to the floor of the van and gasps. “Oh my God I am so glad you texted tonight!” “I’m glad my friend passed out and that you could make it!” I respond. We get dressed, make out a bit, and I get out and head first to a gas station to use the bathroom to make sure I didn’t have any tell tale signs on me (like stray hairs) before I headed home. Luckily my wife was asleep, so no danger.

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Chrystal and I met up a dozen or so times after this over the next few months. Eventually she got divorced and hit the dating scene, at which time our meetings became less and less frequent as she had encounters she did not have to hide. About a year after our last meeting, I saw her in a department store with a man, and they both had wedding rings on. She gave me a friendly smile. I’ll have to keep my eye open on Ashley Madison for her soon…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ak90an/mf_local_soccer_mom_meetup_cheating