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Found My Soul Mate

Il make this short and sweet. Im married no kids husband works a lot. I work as well keep my self in good shape. I’m a runner and my best assets are my legs and ass. I have perky boobs b cup big nipples. My husband like I said works a lot and on his off time likes to golf a lot. I ask can we go away sure let’s make it a good weekend. I do t golf by the way. I have tried and am not good and slow the game down for them. Husband and his friends. Sex is non existent as well. I am constantly getting hit on but never strayed. I’m 42 blond short hair round ass nice legs. I found that his friends or guys in general always find a way to give me a hug and have their hands slowly slide down my ass and some even slide down and grab. I don’t say anything honestly i like the attention. I met a 30 year old at the gym nice guy really good looking. Never hit on me just worked out with me. Exchanged numbers one morning and he would text me when he was working out. I had a work out buddy. We go to a gym that is a tennis club the courts are always busy but the gym is usually empty. We meet up there he is single so no attachments. I dress a little sexy for him. Like yoga pants that are tight and make sure my g string is showing. Or running shorts that are loose so he can see up my shorts when i do squats. One Saturday morning while husband is golfing we text and meet up we start are work out again no one there. I ask for a spot as I do shoulders and I can feel him breathing on my neck and I’m instantly wet. I kiss him he kisses me. Before I know it I’m on the weight bench in my g string getting fucked doggy style he is huge it hurt at first but starts to really feel good. He pulled out right before I came and started to lick my bottom and lips. That sent me over and I squirted all over him. I am super sensitive and if you hit my spot I cum and cum hard. I needed that but he still has not finished grabs my tiny waste and starts to pump away and I feel it again I tried to stop him from pumping but I couldn’t and he and I unloaded at the same time. I squirted and he came I turned around and cleaned him up. We totally forgot where we where. There was jizz every where. I had it running down my thighs on the floor mixed with all my juices. My shorts his shorts. I grabbed our towels cleaned my self up and went and got more towels. I wiped down the bench the best I could. Feel bad for whoever uses that next. We clean up as I’m bent over wiping down the bench and floor I feel his hands around my hips and in a flash I’m getting round 2 and this time I’m getting a royal fuck I’m bent at the waste looking into the giant mirror. He can see my eyes and I’m telling him to take what you own. He mouths tell me louder I tell him looking into the mirror to take it baby take me fuck what ever you want. I can’t believe what I’m saying. I just told someone that I have never told my husband to pretty use any holes he wants. I can hear my self talking like an out of body experience. I told him that he owns my holes use them when and how you want. You don’t have to ask just take it when you want. I at this point had squirted again so I’m limp he is pumping and drops a load in me. A big one again. I love the feeling of cum in me and when it slides out. This time i didn’t wipe much down I was spent legs where weak and I was shaking. I had not orgasmed like that ever. It was 10 in the am we had fucked for like 2 plus hours. I called my husband as I was walking out he said that they started late and where not even done with the front 9. I told H and he said let’s go back to my place. He lives around the corner from the gym. We get there and we spend the next 4 hours using ourselves as fuck dolls. I was tired he fucked my butt I was sore. We had a drink fucked some more. Showered in a huge bathroom fucked me in there. Fell asleep woke up to my phone ringing and my husband saying that there round was over and they where going to have some drinks and probably get some early dinner. I told him I was going to have dinner with a friend to which he quickly replied sounds great. I stayed a while blowing H having a sex marathon. We showered like a dozen times each time we fucked. I got home a little after 9 that evening and my husband was last out on the couch. I went up stairs and showered tried to clean my kitty out. My ass my my kitty and mouth where sore. I came down stairs woke him up and he went and showered came back down stairs and said that he had a great day. I told him I did as well. He said that I should go out with my friends more often. I told him that I had a shopping day planned tomorrow if he wanted to come. I knew he wouldn’t he said he had a 9:30 Tee time set up. This happened 5 years ago I left one day took my stuff moved out. He didn’t notice I was gone until after the weekend. His friends always said they knew it was a matter of time. Some tried to fuck me right after the split

A Need That Can Only Satisfied One Way

Short and sweet. I wanted to be taken, in a very Neanderthal way, without bring clubbed of course. I saw myself around the fire cooking my man's meal, serving him on my knees. I didn't dare share my nighttime dream with anybody.

I went through life in a normal mid America lifestyle. Until I was hauled out of a dance club and r**ed behind a pickup. I laid there in the dirt, my shirt torn, my shoes and panties somewhere. A man found me while walking to his struck. My dream exploded, no man to serve on my knees, no man to earn my virginity. I kept the r**e a secret.

Years later I met a man who wouldn't leave me alone, he wore me down and half heartily I married him. One night many months later I told him that I had been r**ed. He was silent and betrayed, he cooled down immediately and he divorced me, I didn't contest it.

Now forty, a man took me while in my house to do some work in my attic. It was force, pure physical overpowering force, but on my bed not in a parking lot. Holding me down by my hair he punished me until I had what I thought was a heart attack, unable to breathe, gasping for air he released me. After I recovered I asked him to stay, I had to cook for him. I warmed some stew I had in the refrigerator, put a pot of coffee on, warmed a slice of apple pie and served him.

Like the first man I haven't seen him again or looked for him. I don't share the above with anyone, it's for me to relive and remember. And maybe just maybe you have the same desire.

Delimma And A Friend's Wife

Angie is a gorgeous woman. In high school, she was the prettiest girl in school and the girl every guy wanted to f***. But my best friend since 10th grade of high school, Matt ended up dating, then marry her. She's always been a great girl, and never given any indication she would do anything wild, cheat, or risqué.

A few.months ago, she texted about cleaning up her laptop that she was handing down to their daughter, who will be staring college in the fall. Since I spent 20 years in technology and a close friend, I figured I was the obvious choice. I met her as she drove though the town that I'm living in (about 15 miles from their home) . When she handed me the laptop, I detected a sense of uneasiness. "Just delete all the music, photos, or any documents. I don't think i need to save any of it. But if you see anything your not sure about, could you call me? ". I agreed.

When I started cleaning the laptop, and not having a factory reset disk, I just searched for files by type to delete. Since photos are mostly JPG files, I used that as my first search. I could not believe the images that began popping up on the screen. It was photo after photo of Angie topless, nude, in the tub, with sex toys. I couldn't help but stare at her perky tits, tight ass, and shaved pu***. They were all selfies or mirror shots, dressing room photos, etc. I admit that I masterbated so many times looking at her photos. Then I began to wonder is she knew I'd see them and wanted me to. I had to know.

When I called her to tell her I'd finished cleaning it, I still wasn't sure how to bring the photos up. I met her in the parking lot of a local local school to give the laptop back. She said "Thank you for doing this. There were a lot of stuff that didn't need to be on there. I wouldn't trust anyone else to clean it off." So I saw my opening and said, "Yeah, some people might off load anything they saw inviting or very personal like photos or videos." Her face turned red and she asked "You didn't did you?" I said, "No Angie, I didn't off load any of your photos." She asked, "But you saw them?" I admitted that I did. She stammered a bit and talked about being embarrassed and then asked me not to mention it to Matt. I agreed not to. What woukd be the point? After her initial embarrassment sha asked me, "Did you look at all of them or just turn your eyes when you realized what you were seeing? " i figured whatever I said was safe and confessed, "Of course I looked at them. Most men would. You were the girl every guy wanted to get with in HS. I couldn't resist the urge. And you are gorgeous and always had a great body." I felt the conversation had changed. She said, "That's sweet if you to say. No other man has seen my body bur Matt, and he never comments when I send him photos or snaps. Soooo... do you think I look okay? I am 42, so I wonder." I told her I enjoyed seeing her photos - "maybe too much!" She ask me, "What does that mean? Wait. Did you uh... like enjoy enjoy?" I laughed and said "yes". And she said, "Like, you got excited?" And I said "Yes, Angie I got a hard on." She seemed to be excited by that thought. "And I'm guessing you took care of that?" I said I did. I started getting a hard on just talking to her about it. Matt called ans lld she said she had to go, but looked down at my shorts which was obviously sporting a hard on. "That gives me something to think about."

Doctor Doctor

I'm divorced, no kids, live alone in a small house I own, in my thirties and work in a hospital where I met my doctor. One day I had a chance to chat with him, so I asked him about his marriage, which he said was great. I asked if he was getting enough sex and he said plenty. So I said if he wanted a bit extra he should call me and slipped him my number. He said was I serious and I said call me and find out. I had a banana which I peeled and put in my mouth like I was sucking a cock. You won't regret it I said.

He finished his coffee and took off, giving me a funny look.

I had an anxious few days before he finally called. You're married, you have to be discreet I said. You come over, park at the rear and knock on the back door.

He asked why I wanted him so bad so I said I'm in love, come over and make me happy. And he did. I welcomed him at the back door, opened my robe to show him my naked body, then got on my knees and opened his trousers and pulled them down. I sucked his cock until he blew on my face. I loved his cock, so happy it was perfect. Circumcised, thick, beautiful big head, loved getting both my hands on it and rubbing it up and down.

Technically I'm not the cheater, he is, but I love being fucked by him. He's about ten years older than me, still very horny, and can get a hard on very fast after his first orgasm.

He admitted his marriage wasn't great. They still had sex about once a month, his wife losing interest in sex . Terrific, all the more for me.

My place is small, yet we have fucked everywhere in it. On the sofa, bent over the arm and drilled from behind, the armchair, the kitchen table, in the shower and even the bed . I can't get enough and will do anything to keep him happy. He likes a finger in his arse sometimes when he's on top. We kiss and hug and fuck like rabbits. I know he's busy and some visits are short, but I understand and don't care. Let me kiss his cock and I'm happy.

I don't know what you think of me. Remember I'm getting what I want and don't give a shit about anything else. The worst is keeping my mouth shut , keeping the secret. That's all.

Still Confused After 20 Years.

I was talking to my friend at work and she was telling me about this article she had read about, concerning members of the clergy who had abused their position and taken advantage of the innocent. The more I thought about what we had discussed, my mind went back to something that had happened to me as a 17 year old. I was almost sick as I thought back to my incident and reliving it again as I had many times before.

While on a church camping trip, I had developed some type of digestive bug and wound up in the hospital for several days. I had been running a fever , diarrhea and was about out of it with IVs and everything. My Mom was visiting me in the afternoon and as she was about to leave the pastor of my church came to visit me.

He was about 60 years old and I had known him since I was in grade school. I remember him and Mom chatting and then she left to do some kind of errand or something. As I said I'm still not clear on this, but I remember him closing the big curtain around my bed. He began to prey and whisper to me about God protecting me or something and thru him I was being healed. I'm sure he slipped his hand under my hospital gown and rubbed his hands across my body and fondled my young breasts.

Like I said, to this day it's all kind of foggy, but I'm sure he came back again the next day and this time he touched me all over and had his hands between my legs and commented something about watching me grow into a beautiful young woman.

After I got well every time he saw me, He'd always give me hugs and be all touchy feely. He had always been like this with the girls, But I started to feel that it was creepy.

Now after twenty years, I'm still haunted by question of "Did this really happen" ?

Guilty Pleasure

My wife was r**ed a year ago. One evening after work she was supposed to meet her best friend at a bar and be home around 9pm. Well 9pm came and went. I called her cell, no answer. I finally called her friend and was told she had car trouble and had to cancel. She didn't know where my wife could be. We both have I-phones with the tracking app. I was able to locate her phone near the bar. I drove to the address. I was an abandoned house. The front door was locked so I walked around back. I was shocked to find my wife on the back porch. She was laying on an old, dirty couch. She was naked and it was obvious she had been r**ed. She was conscious but completely out of it. Her clothes were gone but her purse was laying beside her. I got her to the car and took her home. She wanted to clean up, especially the cum running out of her, but would not let her. She put on clothes and I took her to the hospital. She was treated, given a Plan-B and interviewed by police. Even though her clothes were gone, nothing was taken from her purse. Phone, money, credit cards all were there.
Fast forward a few days. I walked in the house and she was sitting at the kitchen table crying hysterically. When I approached her she handed me her phone. A video was playing, a porn video. I was confused until I realized it was her. She was bent over the arm of the couch being fucked by a man as someone took video with her phone. There were several voices. I played the video from the beginning. It started with her nude bent over the arm of the couch as the men slapped her ass and played with her pussy and asshole. Then a man stepped up and began fucking her. It never showed anything above the waist on the men. They laughed and talked while they took turns on her. We determined that there were four men, three white and one black. At one point a man complained she was getting loose and sloppy so he bragged he was now fucking her asshole. The video went on for 90 minutes.
I took the phone to the police but I did something before I turned it over. I forwarded a copy of the video to my phone. My wife doesn't know and I watch the video and masturbate often. She would kill me if she knew.

Wife Wanted Flings

We had been married 21 years. We had at that time a 17 year old daughter and a 15 year old son. My wife worked in an office meeting the public constantly. I am an equipment operator. I noticed my wife acted strange for two weeks. On the next Friday evening she said we needed a serious talk. She revealed she wanted to separate and would move in with her mother who lived next door to us. I was naturally stunned. She admitted she was attracted to someone else. She said I deserved separation out of respect for me. She still loved me but would be seeing someone else. My wife then left and didn’t show up until Monday morning to help get kids ready for school. I leave for work before anyone gets up so my wife comes over and gets kids prepared for school.

This goes on for several weeks. I watch from my house, as my wife gets in from work changes into revealing clothes and goes out. She usually doesn’t come home that night. My MIL asked me to come check her washer one afternoon. She asked me what was going on and I told her. My MIL hadn’t been told anything near the truth. I went back to check the washer when my wife got home. My MIL really blasted my wife. My MIL told her she is throwing away the best marriage she would ever have. My wife didn’t know I was there. She said she hadn’t lost me and could go back anytime she wanted. I walked out at that time and my wife was stunned in silence. I went to lawyer and filed for divorce the next day.

I found out from a friend who she was dating. It was a married man with a family. I saw his wife one day and asked her if she knew my wife was cheating with her husband. She didn’t believe me. We exchanged numbers and said she would investigate. That night my wife came in cleaned up and left in a skimpy black dress. I called the wife and told her to check whereabouts of her husband. A time later my wife pulled up in her moms yard . She was slumped over and had just pulled in the ditch. I went to check on her. She had a swollen eye, scratches on her face, and had trouble breathing. I told everyone and took her to the hospital. She had a broken arm, broken leg, broken eye socket, gashes on her face, and three broken ribs.

At the hospital the police came to investigate. They asked many questions. My wife finally mumble that her lovers wife attacked her. The polace shared that that wife was in hospital also. I went to find lovers wife. Her husband was in the room. We went outside to talk. He explained his wife caught them having sex. He let his wife beat my wife until he knew she may seriously hurt her. He said he had to slap his wife until she couldn’t hurt my wife anymore. His wife has only busted lips and swollen face. He apologized. I told him to not say anything else or he would be worse than my wife.

The aftermath years later. My wife and I divorced. My wife had to take off several weeks to recover. She was fired because of her reputation. My MIL bought me out of my house. My children use me for base house but do visit their mother sometimes. I have remarried and doing well with my knew life. My ex did finally start working again. My ex still has scares from being almost beat to death. I still visit my ex MIL often. She said my ex hasn’t had much luck in the dating now. Only trash men hang out with her. I want her to have a life that our children can be proud of their mother but she hasn’t gotten there yet.

I really enjoyed my married life with my first wife. There was no way we could have gotten this life back so I divorced and moved on. My ex brought her on revenge on herself.

My Brother's Big Problem

Me and my kid brother were close. For discretion I will say his name is John. I was one year older. John always had a problem that really came to light about the time we hit middle school. His penis was very large, I mean unusually large. In a small house I ran into my brother and father naked a few times. John was bigger than our father when he was 12 years old. John got teased by the other guys and avoided the locker room, showers and sports.
In our teen years word got out around school and many girls wanted to find out for themselves. It only made things worse. john was too big and the girls couldn't take it. He was frustrated at having to stop all the time because it hurt the girl. Not to mention the one time a 16 year old girl had to go to the doctor the next day and explain to her parents what happened.
His senior year we were at a party. A friend of mine had her cousin there, she lived in a neighboring town. She was a tiny, skinny girl. 4-10 and maybe 90 pounds. When I wasn't in earshot I noticed the girls talking to her and pointing to my brother. It was obvious they were talking about his penis. I had seen it a million times.
Later that night John vanished. I was ready to go home but couldn't find him. Then my friend told me her cousin talked him into going upstairs. I panicked, I thought he would kill her! Boy did I get a surprise. When he finally surfaced he was on cloud 9! John was so excited he couldn't wait to tell me. He was pretty graphic and apparently not only did she take it, she took it all and begged for more!
They dated from that point on. Got married and are very happy.

I Was Embarrassed My My Very Large Clitoris

Hi, I'm a 22 year old straight female and have a very large clitoris. Has been like this as long as I can remember. When I reached puberty I started playing with myself and reached orgasm easily. I noticed in school when showering with other girls there slit covered there's and mine was always sticking out I thought I was abnormal and asked my mom to take me to the doctor. He told me that there is no normal size and I was fine. When I started getting sexually active I was embarrassed to let the boys look closely at my pussy. I then met a boy that was more advanced sexually and he wanted to eat me. I hesitated but finally gave in. When he got started he gasped I was scared but he said I had the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen. He started licking it and sucking on it and I had a great orgasm and many more. Now older I realized I'm fine just like a guy with a big dick. My clit is close to 2 inches long, a little longer when I get excited and I have never been with a man that didn't like it.

I didn't share with my husband how sexually active I was in high school. I actually had sex with 3 guys before I meet and married. My first was a neighbors son two houses down. We grew up together and never really considered us to be a couple. We really weren't friendly while growing up. In our young teen range we started being nice to me on our bus ride home. His parents get home from work late so we have the house to ourselves. He invited me over one day and we experimented with each other's body. We started having sex often. My neighbor and I both had other relationships in high school. My second was an older athlete that really was difficult. We had sex but he liked himself to much so I ended it. My third seemed to like me but very immature. I couldn't deal with his jealousy so we ended. Our senior year my neighbor got serious with a girl so we ended our get together. I was lucky I never got pregnant. The 3 were good to pull out or use a condom. I meet my husband at college. Our second date we had sex. We really fell in love. He got slow to pull out so I got pregnant. He orgasms so hard he loses control. We now have 2 sons and both work. I told him about one former boyfriend in high school but not the others. I'm guessing I had sex 100 times before I married. My cheating heart is still in my heart. I work with men and our hangouts with acquaintances I crave sex with other men. My husband still satisfies me well but I crave different men. I'm guessing all women do this. My husband has had a vasectomy so sex with others would ruin my life. Women's ultimate is feeling a man climax inside her.