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Wife’s Comment Has Me Wondering

My wife, Ellen, and I have been married for 12 years. I am 49 she is 43, this took place 4 years ago. I have a good friend, Greg, who is a single, black man. We’ve been friends now for 7 or 8 years. He lives a few hours away but comes to visit several times a year and usually gets a hotel room when he does. He called me one afternoon a few days before an upcoming visit and asked if we would be interested in checking out a couple of swingers bars that were fairly close to our house. If we decided to go, he wanted to crash at our house and planned on leaving the next day. I told him I’d talk to Ellen and call him back.

Ellen and I are not prudes but aren’t swingers. We’ve played strip poker with friends, gone skinny dipping, and to a nude beach before all with friends but not with Greg. I talked to Ellen and she agreed that, as long as I knew we weren’t hooking up with anyone, she was ok with going. I called Greg and told him we were in. He arrived on Saturday around 2:00. We grabbed a bite to eat then went back to our house. We asked a bunch of questions and Greg said both places were nearby and neither allowed sex on premises. Mostly people dressed sexy with women often in see-thru clothes and danced with one another. Ellen agreed to dress a bit sexier than usual but nothing see-thru.

We called an Uber to pick us up at 9:00. Ellen dressed on a short black dress with thigh high stockings and a tiny g-string and no bra. The dress was low cut so she had ample cleavage on display and, when she walked or danced, he c vip tits jiggled and bounced around. The first club was a complete dud. Almost no one was there and it looked like a dive bar so we left after about 45 minutes. We arrived at the second club around 10:30. It was much more crowded and we actually had to wait a bit to get a table. We finally sat down near the dance floor. Lots of eye candy for Greg and me, and even a little for Ellen. Greg and I took turns dancing with her and even sandwiched her for a few songs, Greg even convinced her to get on the pole by the dance floor for a few minutes. We also drank quite a bit since we weren’t driving. Multiple shots and mixed drinks. By around 12:30 we were quite buzzed and ordered our Uber home.

We all squeezed into the back seat with Ellen in the middle. The driver was an old white guy who kept an eye on us in his mirror. Greg and I were both joking around with Ellen, groping her tits, lifting her dress up etc. we were soon back home and went inside. I suggested we all get in our small hot tub on the deck out back. Greg didn’t bring a swim suit so he and I got in naked, Ellen got in wearing some skimpy bottoms and no top. Greg also lit a joint, something neither Ellen nor I usually smoke, but we decided to do it anyway. Soon after we were all laughing and having a great time. Around 2:00 Ellen was ready for bed. Greg asked where he should sleep and Ellen told him “wherever you want.” He laughed and said “Ok then, I’ll sleep with you guys.” We laughed and she said “Whatever, but we only have a queen size bed.”

We dried off and to my surprise she got in bed naked, so I did the same. A few minutes later I felt the bed move and knew Greg was now in bed too, but I didn’t know if he was dressed or not. I was lying on my back, Ellen was on her side facing me with her head against, but not on, my shoulder. After a couple of minutes, I reached down between her legs to her pussy, I had too reach quite a ways because she was in the fetal position with her ass pushed way back. When I got to her pussy I quickly snatched my hand away when I felt the head of Greg’s cock! Greg was spooning her, his cock all the way up against her pussy and sticking out in front. I looked over and his right hand was on her breast. She seemed to be asleep and he wasn’t fucking her so I ignored it and eventually fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, Greg wasn’t in our bed. Ellen woke up a few minutes later and said “ I’m glad it’s just us in our bed. Greg had moved to the sofa and was sleeping there. I walked him to his truck when he was leaving and asked if anything happened. He told me “Nah…just a little touchy feely.” Nothing was mentioned by Ellen but, about 4 months ago, we were at home alone drinking in the hot tub. I had acquired a couple of pot brownies so we were both high. I asked her jokingly how many men other than me she’d fucked since we got married and she thought for a second and said “I guess just Greg.” She later denied fucking him and he denied he’d fucked her. So, I’m wondering…

At my friend's bachelorette party last summer, we played some naughty games where I ended up cheating on my husband. I was wearing a really sexy tight green dress that showed off my ample boobs and barely covered my ass. A lot of the other girls were dressed the same and we all definitely turned heads when we walked into the bar. To get to the juicy details, us 7 girls met up with a bachelor party at the same bar and went back to their beach house where we ended up playing some naughty games with them. Most involved the bride to be giving the guys lap dances and doing body shots off the guys and vice versa.

Things started to get interesting when we played the best butt contest. The guys all mooned us and we laughed and chose the guy with the best ass. Then we pulled up our dresses or down our jeans and shook our asses at them. Some of the guys said they needed a closer look because we all had great booties and came around and squeezed/smacked our butts to better determine a winner. After a close inspection by all 6 guys, I was eventually determined the winner because I do have the best ass. So for the next contest I had to measure the guy with the biggest dick. They all pulled down their pants and started to jack off looking at my friend's butts and once they got hard I took the ruler and measured all of them. We were all so drunk we weren't even thinking about what we were doing at the time.

Most of the guys were between 5-6 inches but the one nerdiest, skinniest guy was almost 8 inches and really thick. I could not believe such a skinny guy could have such a big dick. Once he was declared the winner all his friends said his prize should be the girl with the best ass, me. So, I took big dick by his cock and led him into a spare bedroom. I told him to lay down as I removed by dress and seductively bent over and shook my ass in his face. I then gave him the fucking of his life. We 69'ed first before I hopped on his dick and fucked the shit out of him. I rode him reverse cowgirl first so he could get a good view of my award winning ass and then I let him fuck me doggy before he pulled out and came on my butt. I came 4 times and I tell you nothing feels better than a thick cock. Length is nice but after this experience thickness is orgasmic. He told me I was the best prize he had ever received and I told him the pleasure was all mine. After I was done, I did not want to be selfish since this was the bachelorette's night so I told her come in to experience his dick. She was in there for an hour and from her screaming I knew she loved it. It was quite a good night for me and the bride. Some of the other girls hooked up with a few of the guys but I know the bride and I got the best of it.

They were two male teachers of African American descent. The first time we met was that night at a teacher conference. There were groups of teachers hanging out at a round table after the conference was over.

Everyone in the group headed back to their respective rooms after a while. We were the last three people on the elevator. They invited me back to theirs for a nightcap. It was still early and so I accepted. I wasn't expecting anything except a nice, fun weekend away from the kids and hubby. There were no plans to hookup from either myself or them, I don't think.

I made the drunken mistake of talking about the whole big black cock stereotypes. They offered to provide evidence. Both of them whipped out their cocks, they were huge and extremely thick too. I was shocked. I couldn't believe how big they were. I started giving them handjobs to begin. This led to blowjob on the one who was thinner and easier to blow. I tried oral on the other thicker one with little success. I was wearing a modest dress. The thicker one pulled my panties off while I was sucking his friend and he began fingering me. Soon I was naked, and the thinner one was eating me out to orgasm. When he stopped eating me out, he started having full intercourse with me, while the thicker one straddled my chest and I jerked him off onto my breasts. It was a huge load. While other was having sex with me, the thicker one recovered and I gave him oral and handjob. I made decision to straddle the thicker one and ride him later on. It took a lot of effort to accept his size. Unbeknownst to me, the thinner one found lube and wanted to penetrate my anus at same time. I hadn't done anal in maybe 10+ years. Both men were penetrating me simultaneously, and it was extremely satisfying. I had 2 more orgasms and both of them climaxed inside me. I didn't stay the night and left soon after.

We met for breakfast in the hotel the next morning. I reminded them I was married and not to tell anyone. They didn't know my last name but knew where I taught. I felt very guilty; my husband adores me and treats me well. I don't think I want to hook up again, but the sex was best I've ever had. I even squirted which I didn't know I could do.

I cheated on my husband with two male strangers at once. He is a great dad and husband and I feel terrible and slutty.

The sex was absolutely incredible. I've never had so many orgasms during sex. The size of their penises were huge.
I cheated and didn't even use protection. I did get tested though and was luckily still clean.

I still feel guilty. I can't get the size of their penises and quality of sex out of my mind.

I would like to confess to my husband as I think he might be okay with it. He's encouraged a threesome before, but with him participating.

Writing this makes me feel better because I get to tell someone and get it off my chest.








My First MMF

I am Allison. I am 36, married and I have a really good life.

Here is my confession:

I was at a business conference last week and I was convinced to join two men in their room for some evening fun. I know, I am married. And I know, what an asshole. I have no excuse, but it was the best night of my life.

I am a sales executive for a manufacturing company. I am extremely fit and (through many compliments) I am every bit a good looking woman. As the evening wore on, I gravitated towards a conversation with a guy named Greg and a guy named Jason. I have seen them before at these events, but this one was different. They seemed to take towards me in a much more confident manner.

As the evening events were ending, the three of us headed to the bar for a drink, at which point Jason boldly says ‘or you could just join us upstairs in one of our rooms.’ After some minor convincing, I agreed to join them in Jason’s room. I want to say I knew what was going to happen, but I still thought I could go up there and not do anything sexual.

Within fifteen minutes or so I knew I was not going to be able to say no. The flirting, the innuendo, the heat…all spelled sex. Could I actually sleep with both? Have they done this before? Is this even safe?

We raided the minibar and proceeded to talk about sex, relationships and such. I said that I had never had two men at the same time and Greg says, ‘you will enjoy this!’

As we start to get undressed, it is evident that Jason is hung like a horse and Greg isn’t much smaller. The thought of ‘will they fit’ kept entering my mind. As we are standing there, Greg walks behind me and rubs my back and ass. The warm touch melts my nerves. Jason finds my front and I feel like I have already lost any hope of saying no. I look down and reach for Jason’s cock - and I see it hanging there - but I also see my wedding ring. I feel a twang of sorrow run through my body, but I still grab Jason’s horse cock.

I begin to stroke Jason’s cock and I feel four hands all over me. My c**t is starting to heat up, my nipples are rock hard and my clit is begging to be touched. I take Greg’s hand and show him the way to my clit and he needs no more help. His fingers start to stroke my clit and the folds of my pussy.

As I start to kneel down, Jason points to the bedroom. Jason lays on the bed, his fully hard horse cock standing at attention. Greg stands behind me, strokes his cock a few times and tells me to bend over.

At this very second I realize I am about to get double teamed by two strangers. One cock in my mouth and one in my pussy. Greg puts on a condom, lubes his cock with my pussy juices and slowly enters me.
God, he is big. Once he is inside, I take the opportunity to start sucking Jason. ‘Open wide!’ he says. Like a whore, I did as I was told and tried my best to get his cock in my mouth. Being my first MMF, I had to learn on the fly.

Greg begins to deep fuck me. Long, deliberate and erotic. First slow, then fast until he found his rhythm. Jason ‘helped’ me suck his cock by holding my head and hair until Greg forcibly grabbed my pony tail and thrusted as deep as anyone has ever fucked me. He must have hit the right spot, because I immediately started cuming. He just kept thrusting that spot. Over and over and over, making me cum like never before. The funniest part was I thought he would stop, but he didn’t. He kept plowing but he released my hair and, of course, Jason helped me find his horse cock again.

After some time, they switched positions. Jason wasted no time and told me to ride him. This horse cock was not going to fit….until I realized Greg had already loosened me up enough for me to take Jason. He literally took all of my pussy and I was in heaven.

After an extended back and forth, both men needed to cum. They asked if I would suck them both and I agreed. I got on my knees and sucked them off to completion, swallowing both loads.

I spent the night with them and they made a whore out of me, well, at least for that night.

….they did the same to me the next night as well.

For our 10 year anniversary I decided that I was gong to surrose my husband with a boudoir photo shoot. I found a local photographer who had experience in this area and after meeting her I decided that I really wanted to do it. So the day of the photo shoot I showed up and got dressed in lingerie I had purchased specifically for this. I had on sexy black lace bra and panties with garters and stockings and high heels. The photo shoot went great and I got really comfortable and we ended up doing some pictures of me in just stockings and heels at the end. While I was posed nearly naked, her next appointment walked in and he was a big black bodybuilder who was getting pictures for his next competition. I got a little shy and covered up and he apologized and just asked the photographer where he could change. So we finished and I put back on my bra and panties and then covered with a robe.

He came out shortly after and was wearing only a speedo. He was huge, must have been about 6'4", very muscular and impressive. The photographer said I could hang out for a bit while she took some of his shots so I did. After she had some basic pictures she looked at me and asked if I wanted to be in a fun picture with him. I was nervous but agreed. She had me take off the robe and I went over to him in my lingerie and he picked me up and put me on his shoulder. She loved the look of the picture with me being a great contrast to his size (I am only 5'3"). So we did a few more in different positions. We were having fun and next thing I knew, I was topless and standing in front of him as he held my boobs. She kept saying how great the size difference made the pictures look.

So after the pictures got a little more risky the photographer asked if we would do a wild one. She wanted him standing naked next to me in only my heels. I was nervous about it but agreed. So there we were, naked and she was taking pictures and I peeked over at him and saw that he was definitely huge everywhere. Next, we faced each other and she took another picture. I was just going with it at this point and she had me reach out and wrap my small hand around his huge cock. That's when everything started to happen so quickly. I stroked him then got on my knees and started sucking him. I could get less than half of him in my mouth so I kept stroking. She had me pause and look at the camera for a picture of his dick in my mouth and hand stroking him with my wedding ring on display. He laid down and I climbed on top and pushed his dick into me. I started riding him and trying to get his whole dick inside me. Then we switched and I was on my back and he was pounding me, then he stood up and picked me up and kept fucking me. When he was about to cum she positioned us so that I was laying spread open and he was between my legs stroking. She placed my hand above my pussy and told me to slowly rub myself and close my eyes as he finished. A minute later I heard him moan and felt him shoot his cum all over my pussy and he kept cumming and shooting everywhere. When he was finished, I was drenched in cum between my legs. The photographer quickly got between my legs and started taking a ton of pictures. That's when I realized that he has completely covered my wedding ring in cum.

I was on a sexual high when I left the place but started to come down from it later and realize that I had cheated on my husband with a complete stranger. I went back to the photographer the following day to tell her I didn't want those extra pictures to exist. But after she showed them to me, I had to admit that they were really hot. She admitted that they were some of the best she had taken and that she had to masturbate after our photo shoot.

About a week later, she called and told me the boudoir prints were done and I could come pick them up. As I was getting my pictures, the body builder showed up to get his. I could see the photographer kind of giggling to herself, so she must have set this up. I ended up walking back to my car in the parking lot, holding my gift for my husband of 10 years, with a pussy full of cum.

I have never cheated before and didn't think that I would.
It was so hot to have sexy with a bodybuilder type that had a huge muscular body and big dick.

One of the pictures that I included in the set for my husband was of me topless from the waist up and smiling. He doesn't know but that was a picture of me on top of the guy with his dick all the way inside me.

Hotel Cheating

Hello everyone. I am a 27 year old married female from the midwestern part of the United States. I have been married for five years.

I was on a business trip last week and I cheated on my husband. As of the time that I left on Sunday, my husband and I had been fighting all weekend about basically everything. I tried to temper the fighting as it got closer to my departure time but I really did not get anywhere - both of us were in the wrong though.

Car service to the airport, plane to the other city, shuttle to the hotel and I had arrived about 6 hours later. I was hungry so after I got settled in my room I headed to dinner in the hotel lobby bar restaurant. I could not believe how crowded it was. I guess business travel is back! I got a soda at the bar and finally got a table for dinner. I quickly placed my order and I started to look at my phone. I am not sure what it was but something caught my eye. I looked up, smiled at the men walking by and quickly went back to my phone. I thought, maybe the local pro football team’s game had just ended as the bar started to get filled with jerseys and such. (No, I am not saying the city!

After what seemed like forever, my food finally appeared. It came out hot and looked delicious. I hadn’t eaten since the muffin I had much much earlier in the day. Well, I had pretzels on the plane too. The server let me know that the man at the bar had paid for my meal. I looked up and saw one of the men that walked by earlier. I smiled and mouthed a thank you.

I begin eating my burger and the man appears. He greets me and I say hello back. He is towering over me (I was sitting and he was standing), so I tell him to sit. I say thank you and the customary ‘you did not need to do that.’ The server comes over and this man asks if I want a drink. I declined anything alcoholic as I do not drink but I did ask for a Shirley Temple. We start to talk and it is very free flowing. He was in town with his friends for the football game and I was in town for business. He was not married and me, of course, I am married. He was a gentleman and immediately deferred, apologized and told me he would not pursue this further.

Here I am, alone in a hotel, mad at my husband, with a very attractive older man (I had guessed in his 50’s but it never came up in the conversation) at my table - after just buying dinner for me. I told him to stay until I was finished and we proceeded to sit in the hotel lobby together. The conversation was all over the place including that I left my house mad at my husband. In truth, he was working hard to sleep with me and I had a decision to make. If I give him any indication that I am interested, there is no way anyone could ever find out. It seemed safe enough. He was mature, attractive enough and obviously here for a fun weekend away from the daily grind. The conversation skirted sex a few times until I finally agreed that I would be interested. He told me his room had his friends in it (I had the quick thought of potentially being gang banged) so I offered my room.

As we walked through the very crowded lobby, I felt like I was on display. On a catwalk. An animal being taken to market or to slaughter. It was nerve racking, hot, naughty and it would be cheating in about 15 minutes. I dwarfed this man. He was so much taller than me. He texted his friends and told them he would meet them at the room later.

As we got to my room, I noticed my hands shaking. He reached around me, said relax and unlocked the door. He was a gentleman and I tried to relax. As we got in the room, I immediately realized my bag was open and my three days worth of panties were right on top. All tiny, all thongs and all with matching bras - all on display for this strange man to see.

He walked behind me, kissed my neck and told me to relax. His huge black hands followed my sides to the bottom of my blouse. He started ti pull it over my head, stopped and asked if this was okay. I gave the most faint yes EVER!!! He continued and the same happened for my bra. I was nervous, naked from my waist up and being kissed from behind by this man I had only just met.

I spun around and started to return the favor of undressing him. His Jersey and T shirt came off and he was in okay shape. Not Adonis, but serviceable for sure. He worked my 34c boobs and my rock hard nipples. He kissed me passionately - my husband and I never kissed like that.

It was the moment of truth. I could stop this now but once his and my shorts were off, there was no going back. I grabbed his button and snapped it open. I grabbed his zipper and I nearly died. His cock was hard and pressing on the zipper. It obviously needed to be freed so I willingly unzipped his shorts, let them drop and pulled down his boxers. Holy fuck! The word hung does not even represent this correctly. He was rock hard, black as the night, with a curve down like a banana. My hand immediately started stroking it. Up and down. Up and down. He found my shorts and removed them…well they fell into the same pile as his shorts and boxers. It was me and a stranger and all I was wearing was a maroon thong. He found my c**t and immediately started to work her. She was incredibly wet and I knew it. My clit was swollen and desperate to be touched. He continued to kiss me until he brought me to my first of many cums. His magical fingers made my c**t cum so hard that he literally had to hold me up from collapsing when I was cumming. Off to the bed we went…

He laid down and it was my turn to please him. I got between his legs, stroked his huge cock and began licking the shaft and balls. I was not sure how this would go, but I opened my mouth and began taking him in. Inch by inch until he hit the back of my throat. I coughed but surprisingly I did not gag. This man was much bigger than my husband. I had not felt a cock hit the back of my throat in a very long time so I decided to push further. With his help and some relaxing breathes, I took more of him. My throat produced its own lube, as if I knew I could take more. I removed him and sucked him for about 10 minutes, until I was fully ready to hit my wall. I had to see how much I could take. I took a deep breath, opened my mouth, relaxed and he fed me his huge cock. Slowly…methodically….each barrier passed until he pushed me all of the way down. I literally felt him in my throat. I literally felt my c**t almost cum. I had taken all of him. He smiled and said something - I really did not hear it. I was too busy giving his cock some much desired attention.

After about 5 minutes of deep throating him, he told me he was getting close. He asked me where he could cum and I told him I would handle that. My mouth and head went into overdrive. I sucked the soul out of the huge cock until he started to tighten up. I shoved him deep, tightened my mouth and tongued him inside my mouth. He let out a howl and flooded my stomach with his warm cum. He was so deep that he literally passed any of my senses and came down my throat. So hot! After he was fully drained, I cleaned him up and we laid in the bed.

I said to him do you ever go fully soft? He told me he usually cums two times before that happens. After freshening up a bit and having about a gallon of water, he comes up behind me and says ..(continue confession)