I couldn’t help myself [Cheating-Wife][Fm] &[fMMMMMMM?????]

OMG! I am sweating a little writing this. It’s early on Sunday morning, and hubby and kids are still asleep. Last night my husband and the kids went out for bowling and a movie, leaving me home alone: I told them I wasn’t feeling well, but truth is I just wanted some ‘me’ time. I have been trying to get my shit together and figure out what is going on with me. In the last week I have literally fucked at least 8 random men, and all I want is to fuck more. It is a deep desire that I can’t shake, and I am no longer willing to keep tamped down. I almost want my hubs to find out, just so I don’t have to hide this from him, but I am certain he would kill me if he caught on: and yesterday he almost did.

After a few glasses of wine to calm my nerves, and posting a few pics to have some fun, I started to feel both hungry and horny at the same time, and decided to Grubhub up some food. As I was waiting for the food to come I decided to take a quick shower, and then got randy so grabbed my favorite vibrator and started to play, dressed only in my silk kimono. I debated back and forth as I was playing whether or not to try to tease and try to seduce the delivery guy once he got there. As the minutes ticked by and I was working on my third orgasm of the evening, the bell rang. I put down the vibe, took a deep breath and strode over to the front door to answer. I left the kimono undone, so that my tits and belly and thick hairy bush were all open for the world to see. As I approached the front door I could see the driver through the security windows that sit on either side of our big front door, and I could see him catch a glance of me, and then try hard to compose himself.

He was a young kid, maybe 25, not too tall, but about my height, and slightly doughy, like he was eating too much recently, but had previously been in shape: like an athlete in the off -season. He had a cute face, which somehow had a look of both excitement and fear on it. I reached for the door and opened it wide, and try to strike a sexy pose, cocked my hip up, and said “Hi.. come on in”. He apologized at that point and said he wasn’t allowed to come in while he was working. I was a little disappointed, but smiled and pushed my tits out a little more, swaying slightly.. and said “Are you sure baby? Bet we could have some fun!” He nearly choked as I said it, and then in a cracking voice, said “I’m really sorry but I am not allowed.” And then after a moment of staring at my tits and contemplating, said, “but I am almost done for the night… I could come back?”. “That’s okay honey” I said and grabbed the bag of food, gave him a last good look, and slammed the door in his face. More than a little disappointed, and now feeling dirty and ashamed of myself.

I plopped down on the couch and started stuffing food in my face, angrily almost, grease dripping all over my naked body and the leather couch. “Who could turn this down?” I asked myself. And “what the fuck?”, and finally I settled on that he must be a virgin or crazy or something and tried to put it out of my head. After another glass of wine I settled down a bit, and noticed that it was only 9:30 and hubs and the kids wouldn’t be home till after 11. I tried to settle myself in for the night, but just couldn’t. The wetness between my legs was growing and the ache in my belly to get fucked again was just getting worse. I went online for a bit looking for people to play with, but virtual just hasn’t been doing it for me anymore and I couldn’t get into it. Then I remembered a conversation I had had earlier that day with someone on Reddit. They had suggested that I find an adult bookstore or adult theater to go to and look for randoms. I remember thinking that all those places had closed years ago, but the guy had sent me a list of places still open in my area and now I was intrigued. I dug through the list and found one that was only 20 minutes away and said it had a theater still according to recent review. I grabbed some clothes, a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, and threw them in a shopping back, and then went to the hall closet and put on my dark blue raincoat, with the big buttons in front, threw on a pair a “fuck-me” red pumps, and some lipstick to match, and with nothing else underneath, grabbed my keys and headed out the door.

After programming the GPS and getting underway, I started thinking about what I was about to do… again. A voice in my head kept telling me to stop, turn around, go home. But a much louder voice was yelling from deep in my loins to go for it, and to get stuffed full. And that was the voice that was winning. After what seemed like too long I finally got to the area where the bookstore was located. It was along the south bound side of the road, and I was heading north, and I had to find a place to turn around past it. But soon as I saw it I started to get wet, and by the time I had turned around and come back and parked the car I was absolutely soaked.

The place seemed dingey, and poorly lit from the outside. Had the GPS not guided me, I never would have noticed the place. Tucked along the state highway in between storefronts and a gas station on the edge of a residential neighborhood: a relic from a time I long assumed passed. The parking lot seemed empty when I pulled in, but I noticed walking up that there was a whole section that wrapped around back that seemed fuller. I guess people didn’t want their cars to be seen. Honestly, though I probably should have been more concerned, I didn’t even give it a second thought.

I summoned some courage, pushed the door open, and stepped inside the place. It had an odd smell, a bit dank, like old books and film, with a hint of bleach and musk underneath. It was both putrid and intoxicating at the same time. As I walked in and took a look around, my heart began pounding out of my chest, with each step I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I passed several rows of movies and magazines, and then further in the back were all sort of fun looking toys. As I walked I could feel several eyes on me, I tried not to notice them. But there were several men, and one young couple browsing. I noticed on the back wall was a small entrance with turn still and a ticket booth and I walked towards it. There was an old man sitting on a stool, must have been at least 70, arms and chest cover in tattoos. In a gravelly, but sweet voice he asked, “help you miss?”

Nervous, and out of my element, but excite and trying not to show any of it, I pointed toward the sign for tickets, and said “one please”, and extending the cash. He looked me up and down, and said “You sure?” … I wasn’t sure how to respond, but must have shot him a look because he looked me finally in the eyes, and said “go on through sweetie, enjoy”

I pushed my way through the turnstile and walked into a darkened hall. There were several rooms along the darkened hallway, for watching videos, and tucked in the back, through a double door, was a larger theater, with 10 or so rows of old school seats and a big screen. Having read about it online, I knew what to look for and headed through the double doors. There was a nice fuck film playing of a girl getting railed by a room full of black men, which made me even hornier than I already was. Standing at the back for a moment I could see several figures in seats, none of them exactly still, and right at the front was a large shadow, that seemed to take up almost two seats, and he seemed to be moving quite a bit and breathing heavily. I undid the belt, and loosened the buttons on my rain coat and with cum now literally pouring down my legs, I walked slowly but deliberately down the aisle, the raincoat now peeling back a little with each step, exposing me. I could hear a slight commotion stirring as I walked, and came around to the front row. There in front of me sat a massive pile of a man. I am not quite sure how he even got to the seat. But he had to be at least 350 pounds and he was dressed in sweatpants and a tee shirt that didn’t cover the bottom of his massive belly. His big paws where both in his crotch. On was holding his big balls and the other was furiously stroking his dick, which was hard to tell how big it was but his stroke didn’t seem too long. He was laying back, whacking it, and fixated on the screen.

I strode round and stood dead in front of him. He froze a moment and stared at me, like he was about to yell at me to get out of his way. I shrugged my shoulders and pulled gently and the raincoat dropped away, exposing my stark naked body, my 5’10 frame on “fuck-me” red pumps, with my nipples erect and my thighs glistening and my hairy bush wet and matted with my juices. His eyes grew big as I lifted a finger to my mouth, sucked on it for a second seductively and then traced it down my throat and breast, down my belly and through my bush. Leaning back a little I spread my lips wide, giving him a good view of my hard throbbing clit, and then began fingering myself in front of him. He arched his back and let loose a massive load of cum, mostly on his belly and hands, and some on the floor. I couldn’t help myself. I leapt forward before he could move and started slurping it up off his hands and lapping it up from his big belly, all the while my hand search for his dick, because I wanted more. And that’s when I felt them.

I had been aware of the stir and the commotion my entrance had caused, but had been so engaged in watching the big slob let his sloppy goo go that I hadn’t heard them approach. It was the heat I felt first. The slight change in temperature as I was surround by bodies. And then the hands. Reaching out. Touching me. Some gently. Some not so gently. I could feel it start to spiral out of control. One strong set of arms was lifting me by the waist, spreading me apart, while others were groping me. There were hands on my nipples, fingers in my mouth, someone was spanking my ass with vigor, and another was shoving something rough into me. I think it was his finger. I was gushing already, and now I could feel the river falling from me, literal streams running down my legs, and under my feet making the soles of me feet soaked in the heels I am wearing. They have lifted me now I think. I am being carried and twisted and bent my strange sets of hands. I can barely see. In my ears is blaring the noises of the girl on screen still getting railed, and I felt the cold floor on my back. My legs are being pulled apart, but I am spreading them willingly. I hear a voice screaming “fuck me .. fuck me …I want you all” and as the first dick enters me I realize its mine. I gasp a little as he sticks it in. Its not very long, but it is thick. Very thick. And he fucks me vigorously as another man who has been sticking dirty nicotine tasting fingers in my mouth and angrily groping my nipple, now shoves his small penis in my mouth, saying nasty dirty things, like “take it bitch” and “suck it you whore” and I suck down hard, licking and slurping the head as I do. Its not tiny and grows a bit in my mouth, but its less than six inches, which is okay with me. I reach a hand out and start to play with his balls as I suck him in all the way and work his tip with my tongue. The thick dicked man starts to grunt and whips his cock out of me and cums on my belly. As he does the little dick in my mouth blows his wad down my throat and then in my face. I quickly scoop up big handfuls of them off my body and slurp it down hungrily…. “More” I say… “More!!!… Who’s Next?”… I feel more hands grabbing and groping me. My body again get shifted and now I am on my knees. A man who stinks of garlic and BO is forcing my face onto the floor while he jams a thick sausage in my soaking wet pussy, and starts slapping and groping my ass. While he fucks me the rest of the grope continues to grope me and paw me. I can feel hands on every inch of my skin. There heat. There are fingers pushing in me. One man is spreading my fat ass apart and another is trying to finger me as the smelly sausage man fucks my pussy hard. I am bucking now, riding back against him, it’s a nice sized dick and I want it all in me. He is riding me high and hard and deep like a cowboy, so he must be tall, and as I am pushing back into him, I start begging him to cum… I want it in me, but he slaps my ass hard, pulls out and cums all over my ass instead. Finally being let up, I try to reassert myself, and reach my hands towards the nearest dicks, looking for one to suck. There are at least 10 of them, maybe more. I don’t know how to keep track. It is a circle of cocks, with groping hands and hot breath and the stink of body odor and musk and jizz and my own sweet honey pussy smell.

I am absolutely enthralled by it and lunge towards the biggest one I can find, a solid 8 and thick like a whiffle ball bat at the top end, and begin vigorously sucking down, while working his balls in one hand and his shaft in the other. I pull off a moment, look up at another big dick, a solid seven, with a funny fat head and odd ridges on it and tell him to lay down. As he does I start again sucking the whiffle ball cock, and then squat over and ride the ridged one. He is overweight, and getting my ride right takes a second, but once I get my rhythm going I start riding him hard while sucking the big 8 and then pull off again just long enough to demand someone fuck my ass too….”I want to be air tight” I yell…. “I want all your cum”. This causes quite a stir and as I ride back against the ridge back cock I feel another dick pushing its fat head into my asshole. I push out a little to let him in, and he sinks it home in one hard thrust. The 3 of us begin to move as one, and I am grunting and squealing with delight. Deep guttural grunts like I have never heard myself make before. I know I sound like a pig, and it makes me feel so dirty and hot to be used. I feel the dick in my asshole begin to throb and pulse and I feel his hot load bury itself deep in my anus, I push back hard against him and groan deeply begging him to “give me it all Daddy”, and as I do the Ridgeback cock starts to struggle to get out, but I clamp my thighs down and force my ass to the hilt of his shaft and feel his hot warm explosion all over the back of my pussy.

I look up and the big man in front of me and tell him to “Stick it in my ass” and he hesitates for a moment, but I get off the ridgeback and reach fingers up in me and scoop out a big handful of his cum and slurp it down. Its warms and sweet mixed with my own juice and I can feel myself quiver and shake a little as I do. “I am a dirty whore” I tell them. “I need to be used. I need to be filled. I need it leaking out of every hole and all over me.” The crowd lets out a half cheer and again we are back at it. Mr. 8inch has got me on my knees fucking me hard from behind, while I suck off a thin dicked man. Two older men are standing over me jerking their old hairy cocks. I reach a hand out to jerk one of them, and begin alternating sucking the thin dick and the other old man. At least 3 or four other pairs of hands are groping me still, my nipples are getting a real work out, as is my ass. I feel a rough thumb being pushed into my asshole, and I have to watch myself because he has a hard nail. But I can’t help wanting it all and wanting it deep. I beg for more and I feel suddenly load after load begin let go on my face, on my back, the 8 inch pulls out, cums on my ass and the shoves it back in for more cumming deep up in me, but staying hard which is just an amazing feeling and I start riding back harder and deeper against him. He grabs my ass in two tight handfuls, pulling my fat cheeks apart, thrust deep into my hole and cums again even harder this time, letting out a massive groan, and then slapping my ass hard as he pull out of me.

I flip on my back. The floor is sticky, wet and filthy. A mix of my sweat and cum and whatever bit of their semen I haven’t been able to get in me. I prop myself on elbows and say “I want to be cum on”… “I want a circle jerk”. They gather round, still 7 or 8 of them, all round me, jerking their cocks as I scoop up bit of cum and slurp it up with one hand and fondle and pinch and roll my clit with the other. The jerking reaches a frenzy and one after another they all start to shower me in their cum. Great big buckets full are raining down on me and I feel like the dirtiest whore ever, and just want more and more. I start to convulse and have a massive orgasm, violent, shaking, angry. I can hear myself grunting again and screaming and my whole body convulses like a seizure, and then it happens. Like I have never felt before. I arch my back, and lift my pussy high up and a massive stream of squirt shoots out of me and all over three of the men gathered in front of me. One of them drops to his knees and starts eating me out, licking and lapping at my soaking wet pussy, apparently ignoring all the cum still covering me and my hairy bush and as he does he shoves to thick fingers deep in my pussy and starts expertly hitting my G-Spot, and again I arch my back and another massive squirt of cum shoots out of me. I drop my hips, feeling slightly exhausted. The men are now all milling around. I am drained. But I am not done.

“Who needs to piss? Mamma wants to be a toilet” I say. And I open my mouth wide, tilt my head back pushing my belly and tits up, arching my back. I feel first one, hot stream going right in my mouth, then a second also nearly right down my throat. I gag a little, the hot steamy piss is drowning me a little, I swallow best I can, and get a third hot stream all over my face, and a fourth starts pissing on my tits. “Yes.. Yes… I scream… More… Piss all over me”, and they drain themselves on me. Leaving me dripping and soaked. I feel totally wiped out. And fumbling and half crawling, find my way back to my overcoat, and then quickly make my exit. I put the coat on as I am passing through the dark hall of video booths, and cruise through the turnstile and make beeline for the door. Reaching the car I jump in and peel out of the parking lot.

I am not thinking. My thoughts are racing by and I am excited and disgusted and terrified and near a panic. I turn up the radio a little and after taking a few deep breaths I pull into a Wawa I had seen on the way, and fixing myself up best I can, I grab my shopping bag of clothes, stumble in, and head straight to the bathroom. I stand at the sink, with my foot blocking the door, and try my best to rinse myself off and dry myself up with the raincoat, before anyone else comes in. Then I went in the stall to change, and tried again to rinse a bit in the sink. Finally feeling a little less filthy, I walked out and grabbed a coffee and a pack of cigarettes (a habit I quit in college),along with some toothpaste, and stepped outside to light up. It was at that point I realized what time it was. Checking my phone I saw I had no less than 30 texts and 4 voicemails from the hubs. It was after midnight, and I was nowhere to be found. I started to panic a little, unsure what to do. I smoked the cigarette, and started to calm myself, and read through the messages. Unsure what to do, and panicking still I lit another and tried to think how to explain. Getting back in the car I drove most of the way home, still unsure. I stopped about a block from our house, and sat for a few minutes, smoking one last cigarette and then swishing a couple mouthfuls of toothpaste and coffee, and spraying on a little perfume, pulled into the driveway, and headed into the house.

I found the hubs sitting on the couch, lights on, my laptop sitting in front of him, and a mean, angry look on his face. Panicked inside, but knowing I can show it, I walk to the kitchen, grab a glass of wine, and come to sit next to him on the couch. Snuggling a little, like everything fine, I say “How was your night?” He shrugs a little, and says “Pretty good, bowling was fun, and the movie was good. Kids enjoyed it.” And then after a quiet pause.. “Where have you been?”.

Unsure what he knows, or has seen, but seeing my laptop is open, but not logged in I risk it, and say, “I just had to get out of the house. Ended up going to a movie too.” He turned towards me a little and asked “Wait… what? You didn’t want to just join us?” And smiling coyly I said “It was a chick-flick, you would have hated, I went with Carol”. He nodded and grunted something and then said he was tired and headed up to bed. As soon as he left I furiously went through my laptop trying to figure out what he may have found. I am careful. I know he snoops. But I hadn’t intended to be out so late. I panicked and deleted every thing that he might immediately recognize, and then as I sat there I realized there was a sticky puddle of random cum leaking from my asshole and my pussy and smiling to myself I want up to shower. As I got in the shower I saw hubs come in to take a leak, and then looking at me as I washed I could see he was turned on, so I slide back the glass door and showed him my soapy body, and said “Wanna come fuck me?” His huge 11inch cock sprung to attention and he jumped in the shower and bent me over and gave it to me from behind deep and hard, just how he knows I like it, and as I backed him off in the shower I started to get dizzy and ecstatic and my knees began to shake, and for the first time in a long time I came first with him in me, and as I did his thrust deep inside me and blew me full of another hot thick load.

I snuggled with him after as he fell asleep. All the while thinking about the night, and all the sex. I know I should stop. I know I am just a filthy slut and I should be ashamed of myself. But taking on all those dicks, swallowing all that strange come, being used like a piece of fuck meat, it just makes me feel so alive, and much as I am certain I should, I don’t want to. Especially since Wembe (my St. Pat’s prince) texted as I was falling asleep and said we are definitely on for tomorrow morning, and that he would be bring friends. With everything that’s happened I don’t know if I can still go through with. I am worried that hubs suspects more than he is letting on, but I feel so caught up, and so desperately in need for more. That big Nubian cock is all I have really been thinking about for a week now, and just writing about is making a puddle in my pants again.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/b4zpy9/i_couldnt_help_myself_cheatingwifefm_fmmmmmmm