Does your spouse have hidden a hidden past? Does your spouse have secrets, or skeletons in their closets that you've just uncovered? Did you see or witness something you shouldn't have? Are there thing about your spouse that you would never admit to knowing? This is the place to confess all those things about your spouse that you need to get off your chest.

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My husband and I have a good sex life and over the years have introduced fantasy into it. More and more it’s about having a big black cock fuck me in front of him.

Quite recently we drunkenly started looking at dating sites for a well hung guy and found Simon, a forties black guy with what he said was a thick nine and a half inch cock. We set up a hotel meet and on the day checked in to get ready.

Simon joined us and whilst husband sat on a chair he and I started to fool around. He was a good looking guy but when I pulled his cock out I had a real moment of panic, which both men found amusing.

I licked him and took as much in my mouth as I could and he just seemed to get even bigger. Husband soon asked if I was ready to be fucked and as Simon positioned me on my back husband sat on the bed to get a good view of this monster starting to ease into me.

Not only was Simon long but he was so thick that even the first few inches seemed too big for me to take. Simon took his time as my pussy stretched to take him but even after a while he could only get say seven inches in because of his thickness despite us trying different positions.

I was wet though and asked him to start to fuck me harder and put me on my back to do so. I orgasmed pretty quickly and he just kept going till I came again.

After a good thirty minutes husband asked if I wanted to see if I could take even more and I agreed. I wanted all of Simon’s cock in me so badly. We agreed doggy would be best and as Simon pushed harder than before it did hurt.

Another inch and I was tearful but assured Simon I wanted to keep trying to take every inch of him.

Finally, with husband in front of me holding my hand and kissing my cheeks and one last push I felt Simon’s body tight to my ass, his cock bottoming out with every inch inside my pussy.

I groaned then said give me some strokes and he did. I almost screamed as he pounded once, twice and finally a third time his entire length hard and fast, before pulling out as I collapsed to cum all over my ass and halfway up my back as I told him he had ruined me for other cock

  • I Met My Mistress And Future Wife On LinkedIn

    She started liking my posts and when I checked her profile picture, I was blown away by her natural beauty. It was tasteful but she definitely showed off her tits.

    We started messaging every day. Pretty soon we were in love.

    LinkedIn is great for affairs because you can have it on your work phone or claim it's for work. While your spouse is combing phone bills, you can be messaging your lover freely on LinkedIn.

    Since it's LinkedIn, we're in the same industry. We arrange to attend the same conference. I have an upgraded room so she basically moves in with me for the week.

    I was inside her and had filled her up with my cum in 5 minutes, flat. That's how much pent-up desire we had.

    We had a fight on the second day but that was really because we care so much for each other and had been trying to pretend our relationship wasn't serious.

    That night I realized (though I didn't say it right away, I just enjoyed our make-up sex) I was going to marry this woman and have the family I'd always wanted.

    We never discussed protection. Like falling in love, making a baby was another one of those things we wanted to happen but were afraid to admit.

    She asked on Wednesday if she should take Plan B. As I was pumping her full of my 7th load that week, I told her no Plan B.

    We've messaged daily since the conference. Our plan is for her to surprise her husband with a red-headed ginger baby, so he will leave her.

    Once he finds out, he'll tell my wife and I'll be able to leave.

    Our divorces will probably take two years. We're already sketching the outline of what we'd like for our wedding, and trying to decide where to go for our honeymoon.

    Ironically, though I met her on a career site, she wants to become a stay-at-home mom. She'd like four children and I already know I liked making the first one.

    Sounded Good At The Time

    I met a plain plump mental-health social-worker, after being divorced for a year or so, and tired of instant negativity from others, to my admission to being a total-enclosure BDSM 'addict' I was pleasantly surprised at our initial meeting at a trendy coffee bar, when her response to my sigh of "I'm into rubber..." drew an amiable 'sounds intriguing" and a genuine-seeming smile, with direct eye-contact.

    Turned out she found me attractive, particularly as I rivalled her intellect too, so we dated, and she completed my 'confinement' without protest, and quickly answered her own question of 'what's in it for me?" by making use of two appropriately placed fine nylon zippers in the strong rubber-coated rip-stop mylon bag, with every sign of mild enjoyment.

    We married within the year, and after settling into domestic 'bliss(?)' I discovered she was quite happy to cooperate, but...and it's a big 'but' - her idea of quality home-time was me in my bag, beside her on the love-seat, while she read endlessly, as I squirmed and writhed, unable to pleasure myself, due to a powerfully cinched strap round my waist, and another round my neck, trapping my arms in a loose folded position...

    My efforts to communicate were ineffective, as with the air-tight nylon zipper closed over my mouth, leaving me only two tiny metal-ringed airholes at my nostrils, providing just enough air for survival, unable to form anything but a muffled "mmmmmmffff" sound, which quickly drew a "be silent!" command, and "or I'll institute that myself, and you won't like i!"

    We slept like this too, and she released me in the morning, to shower shave and s... before leaving for work, my last task before exiting the house being to flush out the bag with hot soapy water, turn it inside out, and hang it over the convenient stair hand-rail-bannister.

    Of course weekends and holidays were lacking the necessity of being allowed out at all, and I was informed that I over-ate, needed to slim down, and subsequentky fed an occasional energy bar whch would fit in place temporarily, and hydrated with bottled water in a squeezy dispenser, sparingly, since I was forced to 'hold it' way too long, with the amiable comment "if you have to 'go' feel free - so to speak - it won't bother me! Now I have a fascvinating book, so our "be silent" is now in force...if you're really good, I'll make you cum, slowly and endlessly, since you're in good shape physically at least...mentally, well, that's my "thing" as you very well know, and I must confess the effort to prove or disprove the old chestnut about someone being "wanked to death" is growing increasingly attractive to my professionally curious mind, and definitely worthy of ongoing research..."

    Years later nothing has changed, she reads a lot, liking her undemanding "company" on the love-seat and in bed, and insisting that her 'research is incomplete. and may have to include a subsection on "sadistic masturbation"...

    We had a minor lottery win - she says it was all hers - and I no longer need to go to work - or anywhere, really... even if it were possible, I would never divorce this terrible lady...

  • My Wife Emilia The Ugly Duckling

    I have gone to school with my wife Emilia since we where in grade school. She was never ugly but she was a red headed freckle girl with long hair. Pippy long stockings type. Was never mean to hear but wasn’t really super nice. As we grew up and got into girls around the 7th and 8th grade we dated or where a couple. She had a great sense of humor and she started to get cuter. Not going to lie she had a nice look to her. Still other girls were more developed. High school came and we hardly saw each other. Graduated and never looked back went off to school out of state. Absolutely hated it and came back a year later. Finished up at state which was very close to home and got an apartment and a big boy job. Out with friends and one evening I’m walking back from a bar we had been at and I see this red headed freckle girl with her hair in a pony tail glasses sitting at this diner by herself. She was very pretty very pretty. She was in sweats and a sweatshirt. Sitting having coffee reading a book. Then I realized it was Emilia my old class’s mate. I let my friend go on with out me and I went and said hello. She recognized me we spoke for a while. All the while my where blowing up my phone we sat and talked. She was still the same Funny shy girl. Had gone to state graduated still lived at home. Had friends but they where no where at rowdy as mine. I was absolutely blown away by her. She could have been a square or gained 200 lbs she was absolutely beautiful and we just connected. I spent the evening with her walking her back to her parents house and we kissed that was it. First on we text called each other as we where best friends. I told her that I’ve ate don’t be more then friends and pretty much spilled my guts to her after a few times of going out. She felt the same way and we became a couple. Oh and she has a killer body. Nice big rack a slim waist and an ass. Pale skin and some freckles but gorgeous. Never rushed her into anything we spoke about sex and she asked if I really liked her. I said yes she asked if we where exclusive I was honest and said I hoped so. She just let it go and a few weeks later she spent the night. She was a virgin most she had ever done was a handy and let a guy feel her up. She said she was close with a guy once but caught him cheating and dumped him. So she was always nervous and she was a bit shy. From the first time she spent the night I absolutely knew I never wanted her to leave. More and more she spent more time with me. Her parents where not completely happy she was moving in. It was almost a year and a half of not making it officially. She mentioned that her dad was not super happy. Kind of strong beliefs kind of guy. I totally understood so I went and bought a ring that I could afford at the time. Went out to dinner and while at the same cafe it all started I popped the question and she screamed yes. The best decision I ever made plus she still hot as fuck and after 2 boys she still a little adventurous in the bedroom. Always keep an eye on the ugly duckling is my point

    Morning Erections And My Wife

    I’ve woke up with morning erections for as long as I can remember. Back in our 20s and part of our 30s my wife would take advantage of me being hard in the morning and ride my dick. It was nice to cum first thing in the morning

    But like sex in most marriages that faded away.

    Then out of the blue about four months ago she started feeling my morning wood again. And gave me a morning bj. I cummed too quick from the excitement

    It’s been a regular thing. It doesn’t happen every morning but most mornings my wife sucks my dick before I get out of bed. I love watching and feeling her suck my dick in the morning. She loves doing it too.

  • Wife Strip Naked And Pee Tested

    Let me start by saying if anyone has ever been on a swim team this isn't new news.

    Back in 2002 my wife was on a college swim team. After a big meet she broke a state record. A couple days later while she was at practice, a woman from the AC came down saying she had to do a performance ehnahcers test. So coach pulled her out of the water.

    She was told she had to do a direct observable test. She had never done one of these before but knew how it went down. If you've ever been in a college locker room and seen the toilet sitting out in the open and wondered what that was all about, well it's for performance enhancer testing.

    She said in hindsight she should have asked her male coach to leave the room but since she was too scared to speak up he must of enjoyed the show.

    Because she was wearing a one piece she had to "peel" herself out of it from the top down. She had to have the swim suit past her knees but because it was so tight she said she just took it off to keep from triping.

    Then she had to hover over the toilet not allowed to sit on it and spread her legs. The both watched as she squated over the toilet butt naked waiting for the pee to come. Eventually it did and the coach handed her a towel when she finished.

    I bring this up now because one of her college friends came over and was talking about the old coach and how hot he was. I see now why she didn't ask him to leave. She must of enjoyed getting naked, showing him her tits and then spreading her legs open for him to see.

    2 Couples Cross Marriage (true Story)

    My ex-girlfriend and I moved to China seven years ago. We’ve always lived and worked there on renewed visas. We weren’t big on parties or socializing much with the expat community, but she did make a close Chinese friend. For two years, their friendship grew, and I wasn’t really involved. Her friend was very different from my ex cute, but with a distinctly Chinese look, while my ex was more European in appearance.

    Eventually, we organized a double date at our place. The four of us connected instantly. Everyone spoke English well, and the guy, though a bit younger, was friendly and easy to get along with.

    **From Friends to Family**

    Over the next three years, we became inseparable. We travelled together summer, winter, spring, and fall from the seaside to the ski slopes, from saunas to ice bathing, and from hiking in Europe to trekking in tropical jungles. We found our forever friends.

    Our friendship was anything but typical. There were moments that could be called “spicy” naked saunas, games like spin the bottle, and a lot of physical closeness. They often said they didn’t feel very Chinese in their mentality and appreciated our open-mindedness. We all agreed, silently, that one-on-one bonding was important to strengthen the group. As adults, we were aware of the risks, but after three years, we were all ready to embrace whatever came our way.

    **A Turning Point**

    One winter evening, after celebrating and drinking, the chemistry between us was undeniable. Her boyfriend’s girlfriend took my ex’s hand and said, “Come on, guys, cut to the chase we can almost see your brains working.” She pushed my ex toward her boyfriend, and before he could ask if she was jealous, she cut him off: “Do you think you’re the only one with dirty thoughts?” Then she sat on my lap.

    What followed were months of blurred boundaries, a lot of sex, and a deepening connection. Almost coincidentally, both girls became pregnant around the same time, and it was clear who the fathers were.

    **A Solution and a New Normal**

    Around this time, our visas were expiring. His girlfriend (my current wife) suggested we cross-marry to solve the issue. We did, and we celebrated the wedding together.

    Today, we’re still close friends. We still spend time naked together in saunas, spa and seaside, and physical affection continues across the couple (we don't want to change), though the dynamics have shifted because she is his wife and his gf is my wife and we go home at the end of the evening to our respective children's. It is not always super easy and sometimes jealousy can come up, but we care way too much of each other, and our kids are growing up almost like brothers. Nonetheless, I don't leave you imagining and yes We’ve even had a few nights where all four of us were having sex, it was super weird having sex back to my ex and I was almost jealous, but surprisingly, we all agree that we are more connected to our current partners. We all believe it was destiny.

    My Cousin Found It Necessary To Step Up And Protect My Reputation

    We were sixteen, 11th grade. I was only allowed car dates with my cousin. He had to ride along. Usually he drove me, and hung around until it was time to take me home. He drove me to the basketball game that night. I was meeting up with several girl friends.

    A boy who tried to talk to me at school was there. He was from the wrong side of town, Hispanic and Catholic. He wasn't on the approved boy list. My cousin had disappeared, probably talking to some girl. At the beginning of the fourth quarter a friend agreed to shadow me to the bathroom. When we were in the hall Diego appeared and pushed me out a side door, one of those that's locked from the outside.

    He said he was tired of me ignoring him. He took my arm and walked me behind the gym. He lit a cigarette which was a huge strike against him. He then told me he was going to have me, and he expected me to cooperate. He was fast. Took me with only my pants down, his were down too. But in a minute he was done. Granted it was cold. He gave me a gold crucifix to establish that I was now his girlfriend.

    We walked back to the front door but couldn't get in. My cousin found me outside. He was angry in a way that only girls understand. He tossed the crucifix out the window. When we got home, he said he needed to give me cover, so he had sex with me in the car, and let us be discovered. That way the baby would be his.

    Because I was pregnant and my parents agreed I married my cousin. We've DNA tested our first born, and it turned out his. Finally once and for all eliminate any doubt.

    Told Her Time To Go Back To Work

    We ended up pregnant almost a year into the relationship, I was twenty three and also about a year into my career. We were certainly not planning to have kids at all but I also was not about to just walk away and send money every month. We got married and had another child two years after the first one, we made it and they both are in college. I asked my wife about five months ago to start looking for work, she never went to college and had worked server jobs until we were pregnant, did not want the kids in daycare so she became a stay at home mom which was totally fine with me. Now though, the kids are grown so get a job and start earning some retirement money to add to the end goal.
    So now the sex part comes into the picture. She started greeting me when I got home with tell me about your day while I suck your cock and waking me up in the morning for work with a blow job also. She often would join me in the shower also again sucking my cock, was going to work on some days already two blow jobs in for the day. She then played the "Well, if I go back to work....and I finished her sentence saying "Let me guess, no blow jobs and sex all the time"
    She then wanted to know just where we were at for retirement, wasn't that enough for us she asked, never enough money I told her and if she works even a twenty an hour job for the next ten years I can retire early. I find it just amazing that I have to explain this to her, she really thinks that people just live off of others while doing nothing.
    So she finally found a job, complains all the time about how boring it is and no one she works with is her age, all twenty year old's staring at their phones all day and she needs something more for sure and you guessed it. No blow jobs since she started working.

  • Low Status Pussy-licker

    I just read a research article where they found that me who frequently lick pussy feel like their wife is higher status and they are in some way inferior. This is true in my relationship. My wife gets hit on all the time and is super hot. I've even had strangers come up and say, "You're just average-looking. How are you with someone so good-looking?"

    Early in our relationship she told me that I had to lick her before I fucked her. Eventually she told me that my penis is too little to make her cum and I'm only allowed to perform cunnilingus. About once a month she'll go to a bar with her girlfriend. When she leaves she says things like "two chicks lookin' for dicks." Then when she comes home she demands that I lick her. It actually really turns me on. She'll describe what a good fuck she had when I lick her, telling me about the "young, well-hung, good-looking hunk" and how good it feels to have a dick deep inside her. She'll tell me I'm a "good girl." She said she always explains to these "hunks" that her husband is tiny and she needs a nice dick in her every so often.