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I Felt Gross The Rest Of The Evening

The last 2 years or so have been a whirlwind of emotions and sex. I had been married since I was 22 and had only had sex with 1 man my HS sweetheart. 20 years and 3 kids later and many women he cheated on me with over the years. I sat quietly raising my kids and keeping my head in the sand. I keep in shape hit the gym run yoga I’m short 4 foot 10 115lbs have a pair of perky tits and a bubble butt dye my hair blond and have hazel eyes. Yes I have been hit on a lot and never once did I fold until that random morning when I met him. Victor Vic for short Hispanic guy tall dark handsome muscled up. He walked in and the few women and a few guys that where in the area of the gym where I was at just stared at him. He must have been 6 foot 2 he looked big. He kept to himself and I made my way to the treadmill next to him just wanting to talk. That decision to do that changed the course of my life. We got to talking he listened to me looked me in the eyes while chatting. I melted while listening to him talk. He asked for my number and I took his phone and text him a selfie I took and he saved my number and used the pic so when I called he would see me. We started texting right away and setting up work out together. We would grab coffee or a juice after working out often leaving in my car or his sports car. He has a 2 door Mazarati tinted windows very nice car. After all these dates he swept me off my feet. He kissed me for the first time and I let his hands rain around. Being small I can sit on his lap while he is in the driver seat with the seat all the way back. He was very happy to wait as we kissed and cuddled while i slowly accepted the fact that i was going to cheat. I was sitting down mounted him on his seat face to face and I had on a tennis skirt I kissed him and told him I wanted him. 7 inches of pure thick fun punished my pussy leaving me wanting more. I came on him let out a little juice all while he kissed me. He and I had a thing about kissing and I like to use my tongue. The deal was after he used me my job was clean up. I sucked and licked him clean. Leave nothing behind no matter where his cock had been. Yup even if it was up my ass. All the while keeping my appearance of a good stay at home wife and mom at home. My kids where all older now the youngest was a senior in high school. I got careless and my husband caught on and confronted me after a few text messages where seen and that I had not deleted. I freaks out and called Vic and told him what had happened. We laid low for a few months only hooking up maybe once a week compared to the daily pounding I had been used to. After making love one time he told me that this was our test that if it was meant to be then we could get through this. At that moment all i wanted was to fall asleep there in his bed with him inside me. Instead of cleaning up and leaving to go home. Eventually my husband got busy with work and Vic and I started to see each other in the morning then me running errands and then in the evening. I’d eventually started stopping by his office at lunch and getting a shot of protein slurp slurp lol. I knew I was hooked this particular day. I got up met Vic at the gym early worked out then got worked in the parking lot I went home a sloppy mess cleaning up what I could before having to run errands for my husband at around 11 I made my way to Vic’s office still in my workout clothes and with a hot wet pussy with cum still leaking a bit I gave a partial bj and was fucked again in my car in the parking garage more cum in me I could feel it running out of me. Vic kissed me and told me not to clean up he wanted to feel it again later after work. I agreed to meet him at his place around 4:30. Still on the same workout clothes my husband and kids had reservations for dinner at 7. Thinking I had plenty of time to go home shower clean up and We could all ride together to dinner. I thought about it and said I better grab a dress in case I run late I could shower at Vic’s with him. Something we did together often and it led to making love in the shower or whatever. Nope I ran late lost track of time getting fucked it was 6:45 when I was on my way home sweaty sticky pussy and ass now leaking cum I’m sure I had ass and pussy cum breath from all the clean ups my job. I had Vic follow me home dropped my car ran inside grabbed a clean pair of panties and hopped in Vic’s car. Vic saw me slide my panties down decided to finger me and pushed my head onto his lap. We got to the parking lot and I could see my family from where he Lakers I was 10 minutes late I had to finish sucking and cleaning him. I gulped down my appetizer licked him clean he gave me a kiss and told me he loved me as I walked to my anniversary dinner completely full and I could feel it running down my leg a bit. All through dinner I could feel the g*ft the love of my life had given me. I have way more sex adventures we have had and il post eventually

I Though I Could Change

I recently got married a little over a year ago. Guy I met Great guy that he would be able to settle me but nope. We have a busy life he works a lot I work a lot. After work on Fridays we both make time to hang out with friends from work for happy hour. I’m a short brunette 5 foot 3 curvy hips rather cute nice ass. I work in an office so skirts and pant suits is what I wear and I like to show the girls off a bit and I like to have people stare a little. It gets me off and my husband usually takes it when we get home. Well a few Fridays ago while out with coworkers having a few drinks one of the shop guys got flirty and handsy. He spoke to me really inappropriately not with any one around of course and would tell me what he wanted to do to me. I let it go didn’t say anything before he left he told me to wear a skirt next week. I wear skirts all the time so I didn’t think much of it. Friday came my husband text and said dinner at 7:30ish I said sure same as always headed to happy hour meet you at home. I’m in a dress loose bottom sliming blouse. I had a couple of drinks and here comes the bigger vulgar shop guy puts his hand on my lower back particularly my ass and grabs my hand and with lots of people pulls me through the bar and out the door. I’m asking him what he is doing. Takes me to the dark part of the parking lot and I feel him push me against a car slightly bending me over I said don’t and before anything else could be said I felt cold air then warm breath near my pussy lips then I felt his tongue push between the lips and I moaned fuck he licked me ass something I had never experienced then ate me out for what seemed like forever. All in all we where out there for about 20 minutes he shoved his rather large cock in me thicker than what i expected and brought me to orgasm on it. I was went home well fucked. This is my Friday night routine now it’s been a few times and I’m not slowing down. I feel bad

Cheated At College

This happened back in college. I was 18, living away from home in LA for the first time. My high school girlfriend and I were doing long-distance. She was clingy and insecure, calling every day from back home in Nebraska.

On the second or third day in the dorms I met this Asian girl, Cat, who lived on the girls floor below my floor. I had really only seen asians in porn until this point, as I came from a small town in the midwest. She was sweet and funny, but more importantly super fucking hot. I mean, tiny little thing, 5 nothing, big enough tits and a tight round ass. She was VERY friendly with me, coming by my dorm all the time, wanting to watch movies and stuff.

At first I didn't think too much of it, though I definitely jacked off thinking about fucking that tight little ass. But as the first week went on and Cat started getting even more friendly, and my gf was being even more clingy, I started thinking about it more.

One night, maybe a week after I got to college, Cat showed up in the evening to my dorm room with a tub of Ben & Jerrys and one spoon, and asked if I wanted to watch a show. There wasn't anywhere to sit in my dorm except my bed, so we sat on the bed. We were eating the ice cream, and watching the show, and she started asking about my gf, what she was like, if I missed her, what she looked like. Then the questions started getting sexual. What did my gf do for me? What had we tried? When did we first fuck? Was she a virgin before?

At this point I was getting pretty hard under the little dorm room blanket, and Cat commented about it. She asked if it was because of my gf. I knew I had a decision to make. I didn't go to college intending to cheat. I really thought my gf and I would stay together. But here I was, this dumb kid from Nebraska, with this tiny, gorgeous asian girl in my bed. Maybe I'm just a bad person, but it was too much for me.

I told her it wasn't my gf, it was her. She got all excited and put the laptop away. She stripped out of her shirt so fast, it was almost funny. She had little brown nipples on her cute tits, and her pussy was totally shaved. That was the first shaved pussy I saw outside of porn too for the record.

She was crazy in bed (crazy in general it turned out but thats a different story) and she did stuff my gf had never done. She took my whole average-size cock down her throat, even though it was bigger than her head. She sucked my balls, she licked my ass, she liked being choked while I fucked her, she wanted me to fuck her face. That very first night we fucked until well after midnight. I came like four times, but she was always wanting to keep going, cuddling me and licking my nipples (is that an asian girl thing??) and getting me hard so we could fuck again.

I never did tell my gf about Cat. She came to visit around thanksgiving that year and she got a bit jealous because Cat was hanging around and being friendly, but she never found out. We broke up later that year anyway, unrelated, but I never told her I'd been cheating with this little asian slut since the first week.

I kept fucking Cat for the rest of the term. On like the third time we fucked she wanted to try anal, another first for me. She was so tight it was unbelievable. She would join me unexpectedly in the showers mind you these were public showers on the boy's floor but she would just show up in a towel when I was showering and we would fuck in the stall. The other guys on my floor made a lot of jokes but I could tell they were jealous.

The sex was insane, and constant. She'd come to my room basically every night, and she'd wake me up with a bj or sex in the morning. It was heaven. It didn't last, because as I said she was crazy, but I still fantasize about those nights in my dorm room just pounding the shit out of this tiny writhing little asian slut. She was great.

Wild Club Night

I was a freshman in college dating a guy who had a roommate who was constantly dating. Nico was a nice guy, handsome and always doing his own thing. Occasionally, a couple girls would stumble out of his room. My bf at the time was very studious, usually attending to his coursework. Nico would flirt with me occasionally while my bf would study. The attention was flattering but we kept our distance despite some sexual innuendos. He was very vocal about my figure, proud of my bf for pulling someone “out of his league”. I didn’t understand why he flirted with me when he was constantly banging a new girl every week. I knew he just wanted casual hookups.

On a weekend night me and my girlfriends decided to hit up a couple of clubs. We were tipsy and wanted to dance. I told my bf I would be back late and wanted him to stay up late so we could make love. I was thinking about him all day, he had been working so hard I wanted to him to touch me. I was on the dance floor, when a seemingly average guy decided to take my hand. I quickly noticed he was drunk, his mouth smelled like vodka. I was quickly turned off and decided to walk away when he was grabbing my ass. He started to follow me, attempting to grab my hand. Somehow Nico is at the same club and I spot him. I feel relieved, if I can get his attention he can scare off this random. Nico is making out with a chick, both of them are locking lips. Her hands on her waist, and hers around his neck. I interrupt calling his name. The girl looks confused, but I turn to Nico and shout take me home. Nico confused, yells what the fuck Bethany. The girl he was with storms off thinking I am his ex. Nico tries to call her back, but we are interrupted when the random stumbles between us and try’s to drag me back. I look at Nico and shout” Help me he keeps grabbing my ass”. His face changes, Nico gets between us and shoves the drunk guy into the crowd. I’m completely in shock, I feel my hand get yanked. Nico is pulling me through the crowd, his sheer strength was enough to make me wet. We make it outside, he is upset. You cost me a hot girl tonight Bethany thanks. You like going to clubs getting touched by strangers? Nico are you going to punish me or something? I needed help- Don’t say anything Bethany you owe me tonight. He takes my hand again, we make it to his truck. There is an intense heat between my legs, I’m soaking thinking about what just happened. Nico, notices my skirt had risen up as he opens the door. He bends me over the side of his truck, I feel his hand grab my ass, it sends a tingle up my spine when I feel my pussy stretched. Holy shit Bethany you are fucking wet, you do like being touched by strangers. You need to be fucked soon, I’m taking you back to your bf. I can’t believe it, Nico doesn’t realize I’m wet because of him. My mind starts racing, I start to notice his nice arm muscles. Wondering about the bulge in his pants makes me want to touch myself. We are sitting in the car idling while he’s calling my bf but he doesn’t answer. All I can think about is touching Nico. He puts it down, it’s my lucky day I guess come here Bethany. Without hesitation his cock comes out and it gets shoved in my mouth. He starts driving home moaning and fingering me through out the ride. Finally we get to campus, Nico starts banging my throat in the parking lot. His hard cock is tough to throat. He comes in my mouth and forces me to swallow. We walk to his dorm, a couple of girls look at me in disbelief. They know what my mouth had been through. I feel like a slut, but it turns me on knowing I just had his cock in my mouth. I’m still soaking wet, irritated that Nico didn’t shove his cock in my pussy. He tells me to stay out while he checks on my bf. A few seconds later he comes out and starts making out with me. Your bf is asleep and you still need to get fucked. Yes I do is all I can whisper. He spins my body around hikes up my skirt and enters me. It felt so good, I was so drenched his cock entered me so well. Your pussy is the best pussy I’ve had holy shit Beth. A security guard sneaks up on us. We had been fucking outside for a good amount of time. Nico talks to the security guard, I’m so out of it I’m not even sure if he came. Nico comes back and pins me up against the wall again. The security guard looks at us, he looks like a young man in his 20s. Nico it hurts, come inside me already I request and I can’t believe I’m saying it. My cervix starts to feel full again, I’m getting fucked in front of a random guy. After a few minutes he shoots his cum in me. My legs have been spread for so long I’m shaking. Wow, now go inside guys please, the security orders us. I’m dripping cum, as we walk inside. We make out before he leaves to his room. I have never had sex like that again. My bf and I are still together and he doesn’t know.

Cucking Gone Bad

My husband and I have been sexually open minded since both of us married for the second time. This is our story of cucking gone bad.

I am 39. I am a tiny woman - 5’0 115 lbs. I have a killer ass and a marathon runners physique. I usually have stamina to burn. I have blonde hair and blue eyes. My nipples are incredibly sensitive. When touched, they send an electrical current to the deepest depths of my pussy. My pussy, since about five years ago, is incredibly needy. I am built for sex. I enjoy sex. My body needs sex all of the time. My husband is a good guy. He just wants everyone happy. He allows me to get sex when I need or want it. He loves to watch, that is until we met Rickie.

Rickie is the definition of a sexual bull. Fit, dominant, direct, full of stamina, hung and just completely a sexual god. He is 6’2, 190 lbs, deep, dark eyes, brown skin, abs of steel and a big black horse cock. We met him at a swingers club.

Rickie came to our table and started talking to us. His confidence was what had me from the start. My husband approved as well. We eventually found a private room for play. I am fit and I have energy to burn but Rickie kept up every step of the way. Our typical night at the swinger club is four hours and it includes us both meeting other people. This night, my husband was eager to be cucked.

Rickie told him to sit in the chair. The only other interactions Rickie had with my husband was to tell him what he was doing to me and how he would change me tonight.

Rickie told me to get on the bed. I was already just wearing a red lingerie outfit. We started kissing. He pinched my right nipple and bam, I was his. He eventually stripped naked and I knew my husband wasn’t going to be happy. Every position Rickie put me in showed my husband the undoing of our marital sex life. He made me look at him when he took me doggie style. He made me tell my husband how my body was feeling when Rickie ate me or fucked me. He made me suck his dick kneeling between my husband’s legs with my back towards him.

When Rickie and I started to fuck, there was a connection that could be described as complete and full. Our bodies connected in every level. The sex was high energy. The sex was raw and dirty sometimes and intimate others. His dick pounded me out. I rode his dick like I was trying to break it.

Cucking gone bad - we are almost three hours into our playtime. Rickie is hammering me on the edge of the bed. All of a sudden he lifts me up, without even pulling out, carries me over to the chair where my husband is sitting and fucks me. My arms are around his neck. My legs are over his shoulders. He is blasting me up and down like a rag doll and he makes me squirt. Not just a little, but like a gallon (maybe). I covered my husband. That is when I said the worst words ever to Rickie: my pussy is yours, you can have it whenever you want it. My husband cannot do this to me and it will be reserved for you. Rickie kept fucking me and says to my husband do you hear that, your wife just gave her pussy to me. My husband got up, got dressed and walked out. Rickie kept fucking me for another hour and a half. I walked out of the club and my husband was waiting in the car for me.

My husband told me on the way home that he does not want to be part of my sex life anymore. Honestly, I was hurt. It was overdramatic and by the next day I was fine. My husband never recovered. He and I have not had any sexual play since the night with Rickie. He blames me for enjoying it too much. He blames me for saying those words to Rickie. He is mad that I did not follow him out of the club that night.

Rickie is my bull and yes, he completely owns my sexual being. I am a strong female, but I have fully given my sex to Rickie. My pussy desires his horse cock. My soul craves his unrivaled power and stamina. His creativity leads to fun and hyper hot interactions. I am still married (for now). I hope my husband can get over this, because, remember, we have been playing like this for years.

Honeymoon Disaster

I met my husband in college, told him after dating and a lot of fun evenings kissing deeply that I made a promise to my parents to remain a virgin until I got married. So he is fine with it, tells me that he has been with other women, like two I think, just so I know about it and we keep up the non sex with just a lot of worked up kissing. So we have the ceremony and reception, off to our destination for the honeymoon and I for one am VERY ready for some way overdue sexual fun and consummate this marriage, to put it nicely. Honestly I was aching so bad soon as we were on the plane I wanted to join the mile club at the same time. He was amazing that night, must have kissed and licked every inch of my body then finally gave me an incredible orgasm. All along not even my fingers touching his penis yet off comes his shorts and my eyes go wide at the it hanging under him, he starts pressing it against me just sort of rubbing it up and down and I am gasping at the size of the head coming up over my pubic hair, to say he is hung is an understatement. He starts slowly going into me, I am on my back so not like I can back up but I am digging fingers into his arms and let out this My God you are big!! and am breathing in and out a lot, he says a great thing to me. No worries, slow and easy tonight for your first time, well we did at first then my inner slut came out and thought little miss princess needed to shut up. I am legs spread wide gripping his back and telling him to do it harder, faster, harder. My God the sounds that were filling the hotel room even amazed me at times as we did way more than just consummated our marriage. We are done, exhausted, several orgasms for him in me, swallowed and in my vagina, the bed in is a mess as the towel plan worked for like half a minute. Luckily they room had extra sheets so we remake the bed after a shower and go to sleep then the aching really started, I am laying there in a fetal position thinking he broke me and not just broke in rather damaged something. I finally get to sleep and wake up the next morning barely able to get to the bathroom without looking like I rode there on a horse all night, which coincidentally I had a horse riding me. I ask him about room service for breakfast not wanting all the possible older wives looking at me and nodding up and down, Yeah girl, been there sweetie. I was out of commission the whole day, relaxed and kept to the room out on the balcony and took some hot baths to relax. We did not make love again until like the third day and I told him we needed to wait until we got back home because I did not want to be uncomfortable for travelling. I guess with him being about six foot six I should have expected it but it sure was a shocker for me at first.

Is This OK?

Have any other men ever had thoughts, or considered, having sex with their daughter? Their real biological daughter.
My situation may be different than some creepy i****t tale. I never had a father daughter relationship. Married young and had a messy divorce a year later. Ex took my daughter out of state and denied me any contact.
We were strangers until she turned 18 a few months ago and showed up on my doorstep wanted to get to know. Her name is Nikki.
I quickly learned Nikki was not shy about her body. Constantly walking around only wearing a tiny pair of panties. When I said something about it she just laughed and told me to stop being "old fashioned".
One morning I was in the shower before work. Nikki walked into the bathroom and started doing her makeup in the mirror. I peaked out of the shower and got a shock, she was completely naked. I spoke up and suggested she should go to her room as I had to exit the shower. She refused to leave the bathroom and added she had seen naked men before. Naked wasn't my major problem at the time, my hard on was! I got out of the shower trying to face away from her to hide my hard on until I got a towel. Didn't quite work as the towel only called attention to my condition. Major pup tent! And of course she commented on it.
Things got really uncomfortable for me about a week ago. Nikki came into my bedroom in the middle of the night and crawled into bed with me. I woke and asked if everything was ok. She said yes and added she just didn't want to be alone. She snuggled up next to me and I discovered she was completely naked. She has slept in my bed every night for the last week.
It is obvious we have an attraction and I am having trouble not taking advantage of it. The last few nights have been torture. Not getting any sleep and trying to hide a boner all night long!
WHAT SHOULD I DO? We were never father daughter, and she is an adult.

Taken In Dark - Covid New Year Eve

The party was a subdued affair—COVID restrictions meant only a handful of us, all "in our bubble," gathered at our family friends’ house. My husband was away for work in Johannesburg, leaving me alone in a room full of couples. The air smelled of spiced wine and faint cigarette smoke, the kind of night that should’ve been forgettable

The wine swam in my veins, a warm, golden haze blurring the edges of my judgment. The music pulsed like a second heartbeat, bass thrumming through my body, making me sway where I stood. The night was too alive, too intoxicating. I knew I should slow down, Pity! my hubby was 1500kms away,

And then there was him. The hosts’ son—mid to late -twenties, all sharp smiles and lingering fit, handsome with model looks. His gaze had been on me since I walked in—heavy, possessive, a predator sizing up his prey. He didn’t just look at me; he devoured me with his eyes, stripping me bare with every lingering glance.

While everyone else was absorbed in pool games or some loud movie, I nursed my wine, boredom gnawing at me. He slid into the empty space beside me, his knee brushing mine. "You look like you’d rather be anywhere else," he said, voice low.

I laughed, too tipsy to care about his smirk.

The music in the side room was loud enough to drown out hesitation. He leaned in, lips grazing my ear. "Come outside with me. Just for a smoke." I didn’t smoke but I followed anyway. Following him out onto the deck where the night swallowed us whole.
I should’ve said no. But the wine had made me reckless, and the way his fingers brushed my wrist sent a jolt of electricity straight to my core.

The second the door closed behind us, his hands were on me—rough, demanding, no pretense left. His mouth crashed against mine, hot and insistent, his tongue claiming me before I could protest. And oh, God, I should have protested. But my body betrayed me, arching into him, my muffled whimpers lost between his lips.

"Fuck, you taste good," he growled, his fingers already pushing my thong aside, slipping inside me with no hesitation. I gasped, my hips jerking against his hand, my mind screaming no even as my body clenched around his fingers.

"We—we can’t—" I tried to say, but the words dissolved into a moan as he curled his fingers just right inside me, stealing my breath.

"Let’s go to the sunroom," he murmured, licking his fingers clean as he pulled back.
I should’ve run. But I didn’t.

The second we crossed the threshold, his hands were everywhere—gently pushing me onto the couch, yanking my skirt open, his mouth searing a path down my throat. My bra came undone without thought, my nipples pebbling under the cool air before his mouth closed over one, sucking hard enough to make me cry out.

"Someone will see—" I panted, even as I lifted my hips to help him strip my thong away.
"They’re busy," he murmured against my thigh, his breath scorching my skin. "You’ve got time to be my good little slut."

Then his mouth was on me, in me, tongue fucking me deep while his fingers teased my clit. I writhed, my legs spreading wider, my fingers tangling in his hair as I ground against his face shamelessly.

"You’re dripping for me," he groaned, lapping at me like a man starved. "Gonna fuck you so deep, you’ll forget your own name."

This is wrong, I thought, even as my hips arched toward him.He didn’t ask. Just kissed me,
I should’ve said no.

But when he surged up, his cock pressing against my soaked entrance, all I could do was whimper. "Tell me to stop," he challenged, his voice rough with lust. I didn’t. He sheathed himself inside me in one brutal thrust, mercilessly, stealing my breath. My nails dug into his shoulders as he set a punishing pace, each snap of his hips dragging a broken moan from my lips.

"That’s it, take it," he growled, his teeth sinking into my neck. "You love this. Love being used."
I did. God, I did.

The room spun, pleasure and guilt twisting together until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. When he came, it was with a groan against my lips, his cum flooding me as my body clenched around him, milking every last drop.

Then, just like that, it was over.

He pulled out, tucking himself away while I lay there, dazed and fucked-out, my thighs sticky with the evidence of my betrayal.

When it was over, I was reassembled—skirt smoothed, bra fastened, wine glass untouched beside me. The house was quiet. 1 AM. I stumbled back inside, my thighs sticky, my mouth sour with the memory of him.

He was at the dining table, eating a sandwich like nothing had happened. "Hey, you fell asleep on the couch," he said loudly, grinning. His mother called from the kitchen, "Everything alright, dear? you need another sandwich?"

Rage burned through me—at him, at myself, at the slick heat still dripping between my thighs. Because even as fury coiled in my gut, so did something darker.

NEED

And I knew—knew—I’d be back for more.

Another Round Of Lies And Disappearances

A few weeks ago my spouse started coming home later from work. She attenpted to act like she was sober. However been with her long enough 16yrs to know the difference and the way shes acts when she is not sober.

this started to puzzle me. so i asked and she pulled the same stunts she used to pull about me not trusting her and accusing her of things.

We used to drink heavy, so when she is drunk and or high, its easy to p8ck out her mannerisms, i am a very observant person. So body language, speaking, and listening skills are things thst i pick up on, not to mention prior professions required this to perform jobs better.

Additionally, she was way more horny on these nights. it would start with being a few minutes late, 30 minutes late, an hour late, making excuses like oh i left the trash outaide of my office so i have to go back to work to take it out, now its 2 hours late.

we have not had the best of relationship. i know she has cheated on me in the past and recently out of the blue she asked about having an open relationship. trying to put it on me like Do you want to have an open relationship.

Again, adding this up and her past behaviors shes cheating on me once again. My big issue, im taking care of this women paying 90 of her bills. If she was making morr money and eanted to fuck oyher people and let me fuck other people ok. but when all my money goes to taking care of her and she does this, nah, i aint init for that.

To be honest, im only here for ours, but at least im putting in an effort to take care of them. She is gonna find out shortly that two can play this game and when the papers come and requires her to move out ahes gonna find out the hard way that i dont play.

Random Hookup

I do not know why I did it. I have a good boyfriend. I have good kids. I have a good job. Maybe I was just caught up in the moment. I am your average 40 year old white woman.

I was in Charleston South Carolina for a company wide meeting. I was staying in a nice hotel. I met with a bunch of work colleagues. I met a college friend at another bar after my work functions had completed. This is where I lost my head.

We were approached by two extremely good looking black men. My friend was not interested at all. I had a very hard time not enjoying the attention. The short version is this: my friend went home with specific instructions to check up on me a few times over the night. These two men came back to my hotel with me.

When we entered my hotel room, every inhibition left my body. I was in this position from my own undoing and I was going to do it all. We all got naked. I got on my knees and started sucking both dicks. I had black dick before this a few times. Nonetheless, I was on a different planet. Head became a gagging mess. Then one says get on the bed. I assumed doggie; he voiced his approval and spanked me a few times before ramming his spit covered dick inside my c**t. The other guy gets his groin under my face and they proceed to spit roast me like a pig over a fire. This position and many others led to the best sexual night of my life. I counted six used and filled condoms on the floor when the guys left my hotel room at 1:45. I had countless orgasms.

My friend checked on me four times. I answered every time. I told her they left and she could stop checking on me.

Here is my problem: I have no regret. None at all. I believe in fate and signs. I was supposed to be in that bar at that time. But damn, what a fabulous night!