I’ve been exploring my fetish for fucking cheating men since early last year. It’s been incredible and has definitely changed my perspective on sex. What I like and what it takes for me to get off has shifted. I need to feel used and thrown away, and I need the guy fucking me to be almost primal with lust, just fucking me to stuff a hole and have no feelings for me at all.
The first guy is 42, and we’ve been fucking since November. He usually texts me a picture of his cock once every two weeks. He prefers that I call him Daddy and has never used condoms or even asked if I’m on birth control (I am, thankfully). I now let him fuck me at my apartment because I trust him enough to let him know where I live, but prior to January, we fucked in his dingy office or in his car.