She [F] pissed me [M] off… She got what was coming to her…

I’m in Paris. I’ve been seeing this Iranian girl for a couple of months or so. We’ll call her B.

B pissed me off one night. I’d been away and when I turned my phone on I had a message basically saying she was going to her friends and probably wouldn’t be available to talk until the next day.

When I messaged her, nothing came back. Many hours passed and I eventually got a ‘Hi’ and that was it.

After a conversation the next day where I expressed this as unacceptable she apologised and said she was just with her female friends and their husbands and didn’t want them to get suspicious due to them knowing her separated ex husband (civil divorce has not been finalised yet).

We arranged to meet. I came in and immediately roughly grabbed her by the nipples. She finds then very sensitive.she was visibly aroused. I felt her pussy. She was palpably soaked. While her child was busy upstairs I fucked her hard from behind and she squirted, inadvertently. She also gave me the most amazing blowjob as always, licked my ass, and begged me to cum on her face.

Starbucks [MF]

I [M] only just come back from spending a couple of days and nights with a female fwb. I decided to pop into Starbucks for an iced coffee (something those guys can’t get right… A correct ice drink involves slush-style not ice and coffee.)

As I went to collect my drink I noticed a lady [F], slightly older than me, also waiting for her drink. She commented on my drink and asked me what it was (highly uncommon in the country I’m in where everyone is extremely reserved…).

I indulged her question and then found out she was single and got her number and told her we should hang out one day. She agreed.

I whatsapped her straight after I left from my car as I wasn’t doing anything. She messaged back and was being edgy:-

“Hello! Tomorrow sounds great

I think we should go for a drink first..

Not now thank you.

You can give me a lift home if you want to

From Starbucks now.”

By the time she’d replied, I was already 10 mins on the way home but I returned to collect her. I took her home and Italian cheek-kissed her three times in the car and then let her go.

[M]e [31] and Ex wife [f][36]

So… I’ve always had a girl or wife of some sort since I was about 16…

I got married to a woman five years older than me. She had a son from a previous relationship. I treated her son like my own.

She was really not as attractive as my usual types looking back on it, I felt like more of a responsibility to the kid once I got involved with her, wanted to give him the dad he never had.

The story is very short but she sent me a few nudes and videos when we were together. Droopy saggy boobs.

Anyway, she’s created a lot of aggravation for me since we separated.

What she doesn’t know is sometimes I still bash one out to them and it’s more of a hatefuc* lol as she is not a nice one in person or on image. It’s more the thought that she has no idea…