True Story: THIS is why I cheat

This is the story of 6 amazing hours with a man I am seeing outside my marriage and times like these are the reasons why I cheat on my husband. It started as NSA fuck buddy sex. I wanted it to just be sex. But something else developed instead and I’m so grateful. Passion, intimacy, vulnerability, closeness.

It’s all kind of a blur because I get so cum drunk with him.  He had an empty house for a few days so we got to see each other the evening of one night followed by the next morning. We got inside his house and stood in the living room kissing for a while, made it to the bedroom where he pulled me to him to kiss standing more, looking into each other’s eyes, feeling each other’s bodies.  The kissing got more and more intense and I felt the hard bulge in his pants.  We smiled at each other and got undressed and into bed.

More and more kissing, him holding me around my shoulders and our bodies grinding.  He tells me he loves me and that I’m so beautiful like a goddess.  He makes me feel like the most beautiful person in the world inside and out.  And I want to actually be that beautiful person for him.

[M]y one crazy college foursome. [MFMF]

So this is a while back. For context on this, the prelude was a big group of my college peoples going out to see the JJ Abrams Star Trek reboot at the dollar theater.

It was a large group, and afterwards we went over to somebody’s place to have drinks and hang out. Ended up being a group of four left after a bit. Myself, the couple that lived there (Ashley and Her Dude, whose name escapes me at the time), and Dee.

Ashley was somebody who quite enjoyed playing outside her relationship (she had propositioned one of my exes and myself a few months before this for a foursome, which I had deferred to said ex.) But she was well known in our friends circle for sexual shennanigans.

We end up playing some card game. One of those drinking games where you tell secrets, or that sort of thing. Ashley keeps adjusting the rules to make it dirtier and dirtier, and partway through this, I realize that I, through no real work of my own, am about to be the single guy in a foursome. Dunno how I got that lucky, but I remember taking a drink and thinking to myself “Ok, you’re lucky, don’t fuck this up”

Her Husband Came Home Early…[FF] [FFM] [threesome] [anal]

Her Husband Came Home Early…

Most times I have gone to my professor’s house, it feels like the most serene and ideal home imaginable. Her husband, Jason, is an extremely successful day trader and charity fundraiser, and from what I can see they’re quite well-off. Their house is in the nicest part of our small town, a few minutes from the university and student housing. I was honored when Giselle asked me after my psychology class if I would be able to walk their aging dog during the four days she taught. Her dog is like a child to her, and I knew it was a huge deal that she chose me and no one else.

She pays me $100 a week, which I can’t complain about, and coming to pick it up was usually fun because she often invites me to stay for dinner or have a few drinks with her and Jason outside by their pool. It’s also kind of exciting to be friends with the most beautiful and admired professor in the whole school.

[True Story][M4F] A fantasy 8 years in the making! (part 1)

This is a fun story I wanted to share. This story is 100% true although I want to admit this story did not happen recently. I just had some fun on dirty pen pals today and was reminded of this story and found this subreddit so I wanted to share.

A long time ago I was in high school. I played soccer my entire life and even did some football. I wasn’t a nerd, but I definitely cared about my grades a bit (nowhere near top of my class, but took some honors classes and did fine). However, I was definitely a ‘good’ kid. I didn’t smoke, I didn’t drink alcohol, I didn’t have sex. This isn’t because I was some sort of narc or thought I was better than anyone, I just was too scared (lol) to even risk doing it. I would go to the occasional HS party and just hang out completely sober lol. Sure, I missed out on some good times but whatever. I had a high school sweetheart for a time, but all we did was kiss. Got the picture of who I was? Ok good.

Has anyone ever had sex with a psychic ? I’ve gotten a handjob once. [MF]

Let me first of all apologize because I don’t usually post here, but this is by far my favorite subreddit.
With that being said, I’m fully aware how poorly this is written. I feel bad because 1, I’ve tried rewriting this a couple times but my grammar is just pure trash. Forgive me! But I’d thought I’d share this fun, true story.
I haven’t seen any similar experiences on here but if you’ve ever done something similar, please do share !

Getting Used for His Pleasure

Are you a slut?”
Zoe was sitting, naked, with her hands on her lap, palms upward as she had been trained to do, when this question was asked. She replied with a simple “Yes”.
“Yes, what?” came the almost angry retort.
She glanced at him, then. Just a quick look, when the hand slapped her face hard enough to shoot stars across her vision and instantly redden her cheek. She quickly righted herself, and almost shouted a “Yes, MISTRESS!”

House In The Hills Part 1 & 2 [MFMF][Group][Oral][DP][Sensual][Long]

Its long but worth it.

Part 1 [Oral]

Part 2 [DP]

You are at work again, craving for touch. The desire to be hunted, seduced, overtaken, it overwhelms. The fling with the supervisor, the Lush, the experience was amazing. It stimulated parts of your body and mind into ecstasy that are impossible to forget, that make your panties saturated just by the memory. Your supple nipples harden just slightly, brushing against your bra, sending tingles down your body. That experience overrides your other senses, your thoughts. It drives something inside that is wild, natural, powerful.

You can’t help yourself; you go to him again, the tall and handsome gentleman working away in his office. It has been several weeks since you have even talked, but when your eyes meet, they convey what you want, what you need. You begin a casual chat that seems pointless unsure how to convey what you really want. However, John understands without much struggle, ending the conversation by asking if you want to meet him after work; he would like to bring you to meet two of his friends. You agree. As you are walking back to your desk, you feel nervous, excited, stimulated; it is impossible to continue focusing on work. You imagine ‘*Why he is bringing you to meet friends, are they female, male? The fantasy has always been there, being with multiple people, could this be what he saw in the depths my eyes?’* Instantly a new rush of warmth and liquid covers your vagina originating from deep inside and onto your labia. The dream of many hands and mouths, kissing and sucking, rubbing and stroking, flutters down your spine and into your belly.

[MFM] Me (M24) and my cousin (M24) have had 6 threesomes so far. Our gfs have no idea that we do this.

It all started on a sleepover in a hot summer night when we were just teens and we agreed that we are really horny and we will jerk off together (We had a crush on a really curvy neighbor and we were swimming with her in the town pool together that day). While searching for the perfect vid we both instantly said to play one video that had a perfect MFM. We jerked off together on MFM videos almost every time after that.

So, after few years we said we must find a girl to make that happen. We went on vacation in his lake-house and there we met the perfect fit for our needs. Curvy, slutty girl that is bored there with her parents. And despite the believe that we live in a conservative place, girls are open and easy to talk to. So, we spend 4 days with her and we agreed to drink on her last day there. She came to our house and after being tipsy we brought the subject about having a boyfriend. One thing led to another and we were talking about fantasies and fetishes. The alcohol in her helped her to drop it. “I really want to try the idea to be between two guys”. We still don’t know if she knew what were we planning or the fact that we wont see her ever again and she just wants to try it but we instantly agreed. I swear we fucked her until the sun came out. Did everything. Eiffel towers, DPs in every way possible and we sprayed her tities and her face in the end. She was the most wild fuck I’ve ever had and the first time fulfilling our fantasy has something to do with it.

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“I bet you think I’m a freak right?” Clarisse asked tiptoeing back and forth as he read her proposal.

Alphera finished reading the proposal and looked up at her with one of his supernaturally brilliant smiles. “Of course not, it’s perfectly natural.”

“Really?” She asked surprised.

“I keep my close friends a secret as you know, but I’ve helped 4 people with very similar fantasies.” He assured her. Well it was 2 and one of them backed out again but a little embellishing never hurt anyone’s reputation.

“And none of them…” Her question trailed off.

“I’m very discrete and I’ll help you be as well.” He smiled. “I’ll be there at 5.”

“Mrs Henderson, I just noticed that you must be where your daughter gets her beautiful eyes from.” Alphera beamed over the dinner table.

“It Margarete dear and don’t think I haven’t noticed you’ve been trying to flatter me all evening.” Margarete smiled.

The Mask of Robert

Robert was a solemn man, he went to work like every other cog around him. He wasn’t very noticeable in the sea of normal people, he stood around five foot eleven with a large frame but trapped between overweight and physically fit his fat was distributed evenly, his dark black hair was kept short and business like, he wore rectangular glasses. But this was all just a mask he put on. He hates the corporate world all these people being cookie cut. His at home life was his escape, there he was the one in control and he was the boss. Robert occasionally fantasizes about some of the women he worked with becoming his next slave. Robert would pick up his “toys” at the local adult theater and every now and then sample the anonymous holes at the glory hole. Just as Robert was fantasizing about meeting one of his female coworkers and making them his toy, he spotted her, the district manager Shay. She was a red headed slender woman standing at five foot six her perfect hourglass figure had his eyes he stared from her breasts which were probably 36-38C by his guess, to her waist and then her wide hips. “Fuck she should be doing porn with that fucking body” he thought to himself.