Author: terp829

She was [M]arried, 20 years older than me, and never saw what I looked like (2/3?)

Back with part 2, honestly surprised how many upvotes the previous story got!

As I mentioned before, I met this woman through an app called whisper. Well, after I left her creampied and naked on her porch, we chatted on the app for a few more days. Things seemed to be going well and I was still anonymous to her. But one day she suddenly just stopped replying. I thought maybe she got caught, or she just felt guilty about it.

A few weeks pass and I get a message from her at around 10pm on a Friday. I immediately start throbbing before even reading what she has to say because I had been thinking about what happened on her porch ever since that day.

In her message she asks me what I’m doing the following morning(Saturday). I tell her that I’m not doing anything and she proceeds to tell me that she wants me to meet her in her basement in the morning. With me already throbbing, I disregard that and just ask her to let me fuck her on the porch that same night again. Read more »

She was [M]arried, 20 years older than me, and never saw what I looked like (1/3?)

So I use an app called Whisper, which is basically a forum where people anonymously post their thoughts. One night, I saw someone post about being in to CNC, which is one of my biggest kinks, so I messaged them.

I am admittedly a big drinker so I told her one of my biggest fantasies was using a passed out drunk girl at a party. She loved it and told me she would love to do that but she wanted to remember it. So I told her to get tipsy and put a blindfold on so she at least wouldn’t “remember”what i looked like. Long story short, in less than 30 minutes, I found she was 45, married, had kids, and where she lived. She told me to come over that same night.

So, she gives me her address and tells me that she’ll be laying down on her back porch naked because she doesn’t want me to be inside her house because her husband and kids are asleep. I get to the house and my heart is pounding as I walk to the back of an unknown house, hoping I see a blindfolded wife ready for me to use. Read more »