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It’s Final

Last year i started dating a guy 10 years younger then i. He was single I was not we met at the gym yes its a common place for married women to meet guys. It wasn’t planned I actually went to work out. I’m a short blond 4 foot 9 yes tiny you would call me a spinner. I weigh 135 lbs have nice sized boobs a nice bottom and slim waste. I was a stay at home mom and my ex pretty much ignored me until he wanted sex. This was not often as he cheated on me all the time. I had 3 kids with him they are all in there teens now and are hardly ever home. The youngest is set to graduate this year from high school. Il get to what got me divorced now. It was last October and after we had been together for about 6 months the sex between us was freaking amazing. Sex with my bf is amazing. He hits spots that I never knew could be touched with a cock. When his head hits my lips and they part I feel full and although I’m used to it now but still get a little of that good pain from penetration. I cum and cum hard. So yes I look forward to sex. We have a mutual friend that has a huge Halloween party every year. I had my bf go as a wolf and I went as a playboy bunny. I had him order my costume he ordered it from an adult website. It was a black corset with shear almost clear thigh highs. The corset came up exposing some ass and the bunny tail. The bunny tail was big and puffy. The corset had an opening where the tail is supposed to go through. The tail is held by the round ball going into my ass. It was a butt plug on one end. I put the costume on and modeled it for him which led to me getting my pounded into the bed. I also discovered that the front around my crotch was slim and my hart shaped trimmed pussy hair was visible. It was clear that it was cut in the shape of a hart. My husband wore a Jason mask. There would be some pole dancers so I knew I could be with my bf at the party and my husband would drink and leave me alone watching the girls. We got to the party i instantly found my bf. He was with some friends and a few women where hitting on him. My husband was with me it was loud and we grabbed some drinks. I instantly was by my bf side. He introduced himself to my husband and other people that where there. He waved over a female who was dressed as a dancer and whispered something to her. I got a little upset and he told me that he had sent her to hang out with your husband. We looked over and she sat next to him and was feeding him drinks. We danced a bit there where so many people it was hard to move. All night I felt guys tug on my bunny tail. Apparently that what was supposed to happen to stimulate getting butt fucked. It works because i was horny and getting into it. It actually came close one time to popping out. I told my bf and he took me outside but there where lots of people. We went to the other side of the yard and the same. We went back inside I walked by my husband who was sitting drinking and watching a girl dance. We went upstairs where we found an empty room. I closed the door I was tossed on the couch my bunny tail was pulled out of my rear and he placed it in front of my face. I took it in my mouth licking it and finally sucking on it. I felt his cock slide into my pussy about a dozen times I came and then into my rear. I still had the bunny tail in my mouth and was getting plowed in my rear when I heard the door open a bit. Heard Some people laughed I just kept the tail in my mouth and felt a big O coming when it hit me I let out a scream and I was shaking when I heard fuck she is cumming from getting ass fucked. I didn’t care I was in heaven. I stayed with the cock up my rear using my rear to milk him. As I milked his cock with my rear he was chest to back kissing my neck. I played with his balls and squeezed my hole and I could feel it get hard again while it was still in me. Round 2 kicked in and we went at it for a while. My costume was a mess my ass was a mess. I looked like I had been fucked no hiding it. I cleaned up best I could one of by bfs friends said that some people watched as they heard the hot bunny was getting fucked upstairs and that her husband was one of them. He realized it was his wife when she spit out the plug. He said some people took pictures and video. He moved them along and closed the door. I called my ex no answer he left drove home. I was dropped off at home by my bf he waited for me outside good thing because my husband threw me out. He said why i brought up all the times he had cheated. He said that was different. I grabbed some things and left. He wanted to drag out the divorce but once the lawyers got involved and since the business was half mine he had no choice but to move forward. I got a big pay off I moved in with my bf. I see my kids often my oldest daughter said that my bf is definitely hot and wouldn’t mind getting to play with him. I told her to keep her hands off.

Choir Practice

These past few months I've been cheating on my husband with an older man called Neil.
He's someone I met through a choir I sing with.
I never meant to have an affair, but I found myself incredibly attracted to him, especially when another member of the choir told me he's very well endowed.
We got chatting one evening and I couldn't help myself. I asked Neil if it was true about him having a big one.
We ended up in his car after choir practice and I couldn't believe just how big his cock is.
It's over nine inches and as thick as my wrists. He'd let me stroke it after he taken it out, then I found myself lowering my head and began giving him a blow job.
He came in my mouth after about ten minutes and having nowhere to spit it out immediately, I swallowed his cum.
Two nights later we drove over to a quiet place he knew after practice and I ended up lay over the bonnet of his car taking Neil's huge cock deep inside my pussy as he fucked me from behind.
I didn't stop orgasming, having one climax after another as he fucked me so roughly. He treated like a slut and I loved every thrust of his massive cock up my pussy. After he'd cum in me (I'm on birth control) Neil did something my husband would never do, he tongued my pussy until I'd had another couple of orgasms and he'd licked and sucked out his own cum. We kissed then and he literally fed me his seed.
It's now eight months since we began having sex and I can't get enough of the fifty three year old.
He's not even attractive to look at, or in good shape like my husband, yet he can fuck all night. Unlike my husband who thrusts a few times and cums without ever making me orgasm.
A couple of weeks ago after practice, we went into some woods and I stripped naked for Neil. We had sex then as he was taking me from behind, he took his cock out and slowly slid it up my backside.
It hurt, yet I wanted to please him so I let him carry on.
After some time I found myself relaxing and it began to feel incredibly good. So much so I had the most amazing climax where it felt I was orgasming right through my entire body.
We've had anal sex twice more and each time it's gotten better and better. I've even encouraged my husband to fuck me there, but he's not overly keen saying it feels gay. Whatever that means.

Girlfriend’s Sister

This started over 2 weeks ago. My girlfriend lives at home with her parents and I like to stay the night there occasionally. She works extremely early in the mornings at a coffee shop while she’s in school so this is the only time we get together with my job as well. About 2 Sundays ago, I stayed the night and she left and I went back to sleep really tired. When I woke up I turned the tv on in their living room. Her little sister walked out of her room that connects directly to the living room when she heard me. She asked what I was up to. I told her I was just going to hang out for a couple hours and go to work myself. She said that if I was bored I could “hang out with her in her room,” and then walked back into her room. I wasn’t 100% sure what she meant by this but I chose not to think into it and sat on my phone. She is really pretty so I just tried really hard not to think about it, that was until I heard her say my name. When I looked up she was fully nude in her doorway. She just smiled and walked back into her room leaving the door open. I thought this was just crazy and went in. I told her that it wasn’t right and she shouldn’t be doing that. She confessed for the last 6 months I’ve been around, she’s been laying down hints I never noticed or picked up on. At first I tried talking to her but admittedly I was too weak. Within minutes of walking in, I had her pinned face down into her bed balls deep in her. Her mom works from home so we had to be quiet but it was really hard. It was by far the hottest and most pleasurable sex I have ever had. Felt so good I couldn’t bring myself to pull out so I had to leave early to get a Plan B for her. I felt so miserable after but like all bad temptations, I couldn’t resist again the next Sunday. Except that morning, as soon as my girlfriend left, I snuck into her room again and she laid there naked all night waiting for me. What followed was 2 hours of absolute pleasure. Now I sit here trying to decide if I should leave my girlfriend for her and ruin everything for something that won’t last at all, or to confess and hope we can find a way to move forward or end it between us. Either way, if we wait until this Sunday leading into Monday, I know I won’t resist and we will fuck again. Wish I could say confessing helped but I still feel like garbage

Opening New Horizons

His suggestion, now my husband doesn't want to know.
What I'm talking about is us having a threesome while we were away.
My husband reckoned because we'd know no one and we'd probably never see them again, it'd be great to share me with an older more experienced man.
Well the man was definitely more experienced and more well endowed. And he put my husband in his place, when after an hour of sex, he wanted us all to stop.
But I was too turned on by then and our guest was just sliding his cock back into my arsehole.
My husband was told to sit and watch, or fuckoff.
I went on to have an amazing time with our guest and truly understood what they say about older men (49) being great lovers.
My husband sulked, then left us alone and I did everything our guest wanted me to experience.
The following morning my husband was in a mood, but I just told him it was His idea.

I didn't get to have sex with our wonderful older guest again, but since our return home I've been cheating on my husband with a guy I used to work with.
He's always wanted to get into my knickers and now as many times a week as we can find time, he and I have such fantastic sex.
He's far more considerate of my needs and sexual wants than my husband, and he's got a kink I love. He absolutely adores eating out my pussy and arsehole, sometimes just doing that until I'm exhausted from the intense orgasms his expert mouth take me to.
My husband is going on a three night fishing trip soon, so I'm taking an overnight shopping trip with girlfriends. Only I'm not, I'm going to a party with my older lover and a view of having sex with lots of men.
My husband opened the sexual chest that is Pandora's box, and now I'm fully delving into its depths.

So Going To Hell For This

I got married last Saturday. He is a great guy I have dated for nearly two years. But on my wedding day I did something I should not have. I cheated on him. I can blame my best friend (maid of honor) but in the end I did it, not her.
The ceremony was scheduled in the afternoon. Small town so no problem getting keys to the church from the minister. Me and Kim (best friend and maid of honor) went by Saturday morning to do some last minute decorating. The whole trip Kim kept teasing that she had a special wedding g*ft for me. Shortly after we got to the church she got a text and ran outside. She walked back in with a guy named Brian.
Now I have to explain something. My senior year of high school I had a secret relationship with a guy named Brian. I say "secret" because we didn't openly date. He was black, I am white. and my family definitely would not approve. We kept things quiet and only our friends knew. But G-D DAMN we were so hot for each other and the sex was amazing! Right after high school Brian went military and we went our own ways.
OK, now to present. I nearly fainted when I saw him. Kim just laughed when she saw my face, walked back out the door yelling "your welcome". Brian gave me a hug and we barely did the "how have you been" thing when I realized he wasn't letting go. He kissed my neck and I melted. We kissed each other and everything from there was a blur. He had my t-shirt and bra on the floor right there in the middle of the church! He went for my shorts when I at least had the brain to briefly stop things. We grabbed my clothes and ran into a side room. I couldn't wait to get his big black cock in my mouth. He grabbed two handfuls of my hair and just fucked my mouth. After some gagging and choking he pushed me down on my back and climbed between my legs. I was so wet! We kissed, he mauled my tits as he just started plowing my pussy! He didn't last long and there we were laying on the floor, IN A CHURCH! Sweaty and me now dripping cum from my stretched pussy. My fiancé then, now husband isn't very big down there. Brien is!
We went through the "can't believe we did that" and started gathering a few clothes when Brian grabbed me from behind pushed me against the wall and started kissing my neck again. He knows it drives me crazy. I spun around and gave him some mouth to cock help to get him back where he should be. Next I was on all 4's taking him doggy. He eventually put all his weight on me and put me face down on the floor. He wanted (and tried) to fuck my ass like the old days, but without lube, NO WAY! He pushed my legs out wide and fucked like he was trying to kill me. He lasted forever and finally emptied his balls inside me one more time. We were both a mess! And so was the floor (IN A CHURCH).
I took a look at my phone and panicked. We had been fucking for nearly two hours. We dressed, said goodbye, I rushed him out then found some paper towels and cleaned up the cum stains on the floor.
In one day I cheated on my fiancé, had sex in a church, and went through a wedding ceremony with my ex boyfriends cum still inside me. Of course I took a shower but that night I had to lay there and let my new husband go down on me. Imagine that one!

I Can't Believe I Cheated. The Guilt!

I did it. I own it.
I have no idea why I did it, though, and I am paranoid hubby will find out.

We've been married 11 years and have 2 kids. Sex is fine and even with 2 kids it never dropped off really. He's a good provider and I only have to work if i want to which i don't. I thought I was happy and still think I am but I can't explain why I cheated a few days ago completely out of no place and really liked it.

I met Danny at my kids daycare. I don'tveven need daycare because I don't work but my husband tells me everyone needs breaks and its good for our youngest to be social. Danny and I drop our kids up at the same time and we chit chat in the morning but i never thought much about it. He's a good 10 years younger than me and even if we were the same age guys like him are out of my league. He is hot, buff, and just has that bad boy look. I enjoyed his polite "hellos" and "hows it going?" in the mornings but think nothing of it. Then out of nowhere he asked me if I was in a hurry or would I like to get coffee. My heart instantly went rapid on me and I felt my whole body react. There was a Starbucks in that plazza so we are sitting there drinking coffee and I am suddenly so nervious like I just know something is going to happen. We try making small talk but I am clearly nervious and he can tell and it gets awkward. So suddenly he has says, "My wife is out of town all week so nobody is home at my place do you wanna come over?"
We both knew what he meant. I was in shock and freaking out inside. But for some reason nodded yes. And before i knew it we were in his car and he was all over me coping feels up my shirt and deep kissing me. And I was on fire and would have car fucked right there and was reaching for his crotch to start just that. It was pure lust and I didn't care I was married. But this was clearly not his first time so he was like,"Not here another parent could see us my place is empty."

We fucked right in thier bedriom where they sleep together. I was getting pounded doggy and looked up and saw her clothes and make up all over her room. I had so much guilt but some how it made it hotter. He was ripped, fucking perfectly fit body, a decent dick, and he knew what is was doing. It was fast and hard and he was so strong and it he could keep the pace up like it was nothing. I cummed my fucking brains out all day long. When we were not fucking I was running my hands all over his perfect man bod and sucking him hard again. We litterally went at it until we had to go back to the daycare and pick the kids up.
When I went home that night i felt so guilty. I am a horrible wife. My husband does everything for me because he really loves me and this is how I repay him?

Its been two days since I've been back to the daycare because I know when I see him I'll want to let him fuck me again. And I know I have to eventually go back. I also know I feel like shit for doing it but if he asks me to again I will say yes without hesatation.
Does the guilt ever go away?

Yesterday Morning

I didn’t mean for it to happen. It wasn’t something I planned, certainly not something I sought. But there was something about Ryan that had my pulse racing every time I saw him.

When I first met him, I was just looking for a way to feel better about myself. I’d been married to Greg for eight years, and while I loved him, our relationship had started to feel… stale. The spark had faded into a comfortable routine. I guess I wanted to feel seen again.

Ryan did that. From our first session, he had this way of making me feel strong, capable, and—dare I say it—sexy. He was playful, teasing me when I lagged during workouts, but there was always an undercurrent of something more in his eyes. That awareness between us simmered beneath every exchange, but I pushed it aside. I wasn’t the kind of woman to stray.

Until yesterday morning.

“You’ve been doing great, Jenna,” , flashing that easy, heart-melting smile of his. “Seriously, your form’s getting better every week.”

I laughed, wiping the sweat from my forehead. “Well, that’s all thanks to you. You always know how to push me.” My words hung in the air, heavier than I intended. His smile faltered just for a second before he looked at me in a way that made my stomach flip.

“Sometimes I feel like I can see what you need even when you don’t,” he said, his voice low.

I froze, my heart pounding. The gym felt too small, too quiet all of a sudden. “Ryan…” I started, but I couldn’t finish the thought. What was I going to say? That I’d been thinking about him far too often? That sometimes when Greg held me at night, my mind wandered to the way Ryan’s hands would feel on me?

“I know,” he murmured, stepping closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I know this isn’t what either of us expected.”

The way he looked at me—God, it was like he saw straight through me. My breath hitched as he brushed a strand of hair from my face. My instincts screamed at me to pull away, to think of Greg, to stop. But instead, I leaned into his touch.

When his lips finally met mine, it felt like I’d been waiting for this moment far longer than I realized. In that instant, I let go of everything—except him.

I didn't care about my marriage, kids, my future, all cared about was his hot strong younger body pounding me into the sheets. There was no dull predictible moves like Greg would have used. Greg could never get that hard with out a blue pill. But Ryan was an animal, pure lust, a god in the sack with body of a greek god who sculpted himself daily in the gym prey on hot housewives like me who fall for thier trainers. I knew he had played me, toyed with me, lead me on let me crush on him. I knew the romance he built was all a game to bed me. I didn't care because I wanted to fuck him and in that moment I did care Greg found out, or if it broke his heart. I did care about my vows. I cared about letting Ryan have his way with me.

So there I was back at the apartment of stud at least 15 years younger than me taking his hard throbbing cock up my guilty married wet pussy. I have never been pounded that long, that hard, or that intense in my life. He was pounding me doggy style as he pulled the back of my hair railing me like I was his newest conquest. I felt dirty, I felt like a cheating slutty bitch in heat and I embraced that role with true joy rolling into the best orgasm of my life. It was wrong, selfish, and insane and i didn't care I wanted it all. As he cummed in me I realized we didn't even use a condom. I didn't even think or care in the moment. God I hope I didn't get pregant. Maybe I should do plan B.

Later that night when Greg got home from work I felt so guilty the second i laid eyes on him. Out of guilt I tried to to make love to him. The sex was so bad I dudn't even cum but he sured did because he barely lasted 5 minutes. I rolled off him, turned my back as he went to sleep and texted Ryan that next week we should skip the gym and do our session at his apartment. I asked about condoms he said he'd rather not. I guess I'll start the pill. Don't judgr me.

Our Friend

My husband Rob was going out of town for the weekend. A good friend of our, Bill, knowing Rob would be gone, invited me to dinner. When I asked Rob what he thought he said that I should enjoy a night out with our friend because there was no point in staying home and being bored. Bill was a bright and good-looking guy with a great sense of humor and e had enjoyed his friendship for several years. At one point, a few years earlier, Rob and Bill had come close to having a threesome with me, but it did not work out. So, when I accepted Bill's invitation, I also felt a bit of both apprehension and anticipation about the evening.

Bill fixed dinner and we had good conversation and enjoyed ourselves. After dinner he suggested we go to the living room and enjoy a warm fire that he had lit in the fireplace. He arranged cushions for us to lie down. After some time had gone by, he moved over and kissed me and I kissed him back. It was not long before he had me warmed up, His hand inside my blouse and rubbing me through my jeans led to going to his bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and Bill looked at me and said that Rob had told him that I gave great blow jobs. I unbucked his belt, unzipped his jeans and took him in my mouth while he sttod in front of me.

Bill fucked me three times that night and came in me each time. I had several orgasms with him. The next morning, he woke me up slowly and fucked me rom behind while I moaned and had two orgasms before he came in me again. rob did not think I would spend the night with Bill. But, I decided to stay because I was loving being fucked.

When Rob returned, I told him. what I had done. A first he was annoyed with Bill, but then became very turned on when I told him how Bill had fucked me. Rob took me to bed and fucked me several times during the afternoon. Rob and Bill talked and now Bill can have been whenever I want another guy to fuck me. We sleep together maybe once a month now.

Driving Me Out Of Our Marriage

For over a year my husband believed I'd cheated on him, convincing himself I'd had sex with a neighbour.
And it was all because our neighbour was in our home.
The fact was, our neighbour was there to look at our recently installed new kitchen, as he was thinking of renovating his. And this being the honest truth, nothing had happened between our neighbour and I.
It got so bad with my husbands accusations, we at one point split up.
I moved in with a girlfriend of mine and during that time we began having lesbian sex. For me it was more of a release from my marital situation, even though I have to admit I absolutely loved tonguing my friends pussy.
It was only a brief separation, but I knew when I returned home I wasn't going to stop enjoying myself sexually from then on.
In my mind, if I was going to be accused of cheating with the vehemence that my husband did, then I might as well be cheating.
Not long after reconciling with my husband, he made a remark about slut wives who cheat. It really annoyed me. I thought we were working things out, but apparently he couldn't stop and it was the straw that broke the camels back for me.
So visiting my friend one afternoon, she answered the door semi naked. Winking at me, she told me she had a male visitor.
Within ten minutes I was on her huge bed, her pussy covering my face and the guys cock sliding into my love hole.
We spent the next hour or so having sex, with both my friend and I being fucked multiple times, as well as us having lesbian sex.
A couple of days later I purposely wore next to nothing when I stepped outside knowing our neighbour was working on his garden.
He made an appreciative comment about my body, which lead me to say "Well it needs sex".
In his home during the rest of that morning, my neighbour who is nearly twenty years older than me, fucked me like I was a prostitute.
It was the roughest, dirtiest sex I've ever had and I loved it all. And his incredibly large cock took me to many many orgasms, both vaginally and anally.
By the time my husband got home from work I'd bathed and put on dowdy clothing.
Now eight months on from our first fuck, my neighbour and I have been having sex at every opportunity.
In a few weeks from now (January) I'm going to be leaving my husband and moving into a new home away from the area.
The reason my neighbour wanted to change his kitchen, was to sell up and move into his mothers old home. She left the beautiful cottage to him after her death and it's there I'll be making a new life apart from a man who drove me away with his constant jealousy.

Slept With Another Guy

I am married with a three year old. daughter. My husband is finishing his Ph.D. in psychology and I have started back in college. I met Jack in one of my classes and we started talking. Jack was tall and attractive and I began to have some sexual thoughts that I hadn't had for a while. Back home I began to imagine Jack fucking me. I had slept with a few guys before I was married, but was monogamous since then. At first, I felt guilty for my thoughts. Then one day in class, Jack touched my arm and I felt shivers. After class, I asked him if he wanted to come over to my place. I knew my husband would not be home.

When Jack arrived, I greeted him with a hug and, without any preliminaries, asked him to fuck me. We laid down on the living room carpet. I undressed and took Jack in my mouth until he has very hard. I asked him to fuck me from behind and I had an intense orgasm when he came in me. I sucked him clean and after he recovered I got on top and slowly fucked him until we both came again. It was the best sex I had had in years. I told Jack he needed to leave because my husband would be home soon and we said goodbye.

When my husband came home, he sensed something was going on with me. He pushed me to know what I was thinking and feeling. I finally burst into tears and told him I had fucked another man not long before he had come home. He asked me to tell him exactly what I had done. I described fucking Jack and, still in tears, asked my husband to forgive me. Instead of saying anything he threw me down on the floor shoved himself into me and fucked me really hard. He came quickly and he came a lot. He asked me if I had enjoyed being fucked by someone else. I couldn't admit I had really gotten off on Jack fucking me. As my husband talked with me, I suddenly realized he was sexually aroused by me fucking another man.

That night my husband told me to tell him again in detail how I had been fucked by Jack. When I did, he took me again. Hard. The next day, he told me he wanted me to fuck Jack again, but I had to tell him when I did. and I had to tell him all about it. When I asked if he was serious, he said he was. I now fuck Jack every week and my husband fucks me again when I tell him I was with Jack. I am sort of ashamed to admit I love two men wanting me. Sex life with my husband is much better. And, I love having the freedom to take Jack in me, and having him fill me, knowing I'll soon have my husband in me. filling me again.