MartinMcFly

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Age: 57
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Fucking My Clients

I’m pushing 40 now. I’m healthy, in good shape, tall, dark and good looking to some degree. I work as a personal trainer for a very high end, expensive gym for the past 3-4 years, so a lot of the clients I deal with are your affluent to rich level.

It is amazing the amount of scandal my pt clients will share with me on a daily basis whilst I take them for a workout. Some clients talk of how much they hate their life and their partners they are married to. Some even hire private investigators to track their partners who they suspect of cheating, as they prepare for a divorce.

Well during my time whilst working with these rich clients, I can honestly say I have fucked several of my married female clients and still do quite regularly. I think over time they grow bored of their husbands and being able to get whatever they want, that they seek thrill in cheating.

I have a slightly over an 8 inch cock and pretty girthy. When I have sex with these women, they don’t want me to make love to them either. They want me to fuck them like there’s no tomorrow. I’ll have them bent over a desk or the bathroom sink as I rail them from behind, I grab their hair, choke and spank them. I’ll even fuck them in their cars outside the gym or even go visit them at their mansion.

Most times, I would fuck the married women after a pt session. Some wouldn’t even come for the session to workout, but they’d be dressed in workout gear and just come by to suck my cock or have a quick fuck before they drive off in the expensive Mercedes their husbands bought them to go have lunch with their friends.

I had one really hot married female client with a great body, early 40s. She used to expect me to fuck her after every session we had, as if it was part of the training program. She loved it in the ass. Then I’d see her on Instagram posting how much she loves her husband and family whilst they’re away on some fancy holiday. She would also send me secret nudes whilst on holiday as well and dirty texts how much she misses my cock inside her.

I guess I really came on here to confess that I really don’t think being rich makes you happy. It can make you more empty, seeking more thrills in life. Don’t get me wrong, not all the clients I have dealt with are like this. But I can tell now the ones who are just empty inside, wanting more thrills in life, in which I am more than happy to oblige them with.

Massage .

I worked on a hospital ward . My specialty is rehabilitation . Getting people back to being able to live a normal life . As part of my training i was taught theraputic massage . Used to help people to overcome injuries . If i was working at the weekend when things were quieter and not busy . A female blond nurse who was in her 40s . Liked me to massage her neck , shoulders and down her back . I was happy to do it to relieve the tension in her muscles . One time when i was doing it . I realised that it was not only relieving muscle tension . It was giving her an orgasm . Not a noisy screaming one . A quiet one . I could see it in her expression . When we were on nights together . She was senior and in charge . When she assigned the breaks . It always left the two of us looking after the ward . All the main lights were turned off . With some small dim ones barely giving any light . This was emergency lighting . We sat behind the nurses station which has a high counter in front of it . As it was also reception and where us and the doctors used the computers . We went in the the haematology department . Which was joined to the ward by double doors . Where they has comfortable trolleys used for dialysis patients . Wheeling one or two behind the nurses station . To let us lay down . I always sat on a chair . I never went to sleep . Even on my break . If i did and went to sleep . I woke up feeling like i had a hangover . The nurse who liked me to massage her . Always had the back of the trolley in the sitting position . With wer legs out flat . When i massaged her . I worked on her shoulders and down her back . Always felt her bra strap . It moved whem i massaged her lower back . When i massaged her neck . I always moved down the front of her uniform . But never low enogh to touch her tits . When she was on the trolley i could see her legs moving when she was having an orgasm . I always wanter to put my hand up her uniform dress code to rub her pussy . But i never did . When i could tell that her orgasm had finished . I went to the toilet and wanked . It was only one toilet for all the staff on the ward . One time when I needed a pee . I lifted the toilet seat to stand and pee . There was blood on the underside of the front of the seat . I was trying to imagine who it was . The blond nurse that liked me to give her a massage was the oldest . All the others were in their mid 20s and pretty . My favourite one was 23 . She had not had a happy home life and her parents had split up . Her father was a nasty bastard . As she told me . One morning we were standing in the linen cupboard and she was crying . I had my arms round her to comfort her . A consultant saw us . I don't know what he must have thought . She lived over 60 miles from her mum now . Another time when she was upset about something and crying . I kissed her on the forehead . She looked me to support . I thought of her more like a daughter . The ward had a cloak room it was used by me and the female staff . One morning i was in there changing in to my uniform . When the ward sister and my young friend came in to get changed . All i had on was some tartan boxers . My friend said nice boxers and they both undressed with me watching my friend stood there in her bra and panties . The sister was wearing a basque .

I Was A Slut

I’ve spent my whole life pretending to be someone I’m not, and I just can’t do it anymore.

When I was little, my uncle started touching me. I was seven or eight the first time. He’d call me into his room, sit me on his lap, and slide his hands under my clothes. At first, I didn’t understand what was happening, but I knew it felt good. Weird, but good. I liked the way his hands made me feel. Special. By the time I was nine he was licking me and giving me orgasms, so naturally soon after I was licking and sucking him off whenever he asked. I didn’t just do it because he told me to, I wanted to. I craved it. I would think about it all the time, how his cock tasted, how he’d moan when I did it right. I’d touch myself at night, imagining his hands on me again.

By ten or so, he was fucking me. Not just touching, but really fucking me. The first time he pushed inside, it hurt, but in a way that just made me want more. I would almost beg for it, even though I knew it was wrong. He stretched me open, fill me up, and I’d love every second. Afterward, I’d lie in my bed, my thighs sticky with him, sorta wishing he’d come back for more.

Then his friends started joining in. I was scared but let them all take turns, let them do whatever they wanted. I loved the way it felt to be used like that. I loved how they’d groan and call me cute and a good girl. I’d pretend to be shy around everyone during the day, but alone with him or tgem, I’d spread my legs and take every inch.

By thirteen, I was sneaking out to meet older boys and men. I’d let them gangbang me, trying to chase that same full, stretched feeling I got when I was little. I’d come home with their cum dripping out of me, my body sore in the best way. I’d act like everything was normal, fine, like nothing was going on, like I was still innocent, but the truth was, I was a slut and I loved it. I lived for it.

I got good at hiding it. I’d smile and blush and act like I didn’t know what sex was. But the second I was alone with them, I’d drop to my knees and take whatever they gave me. I’d pretend I didn’t want it, that I was being forced, but really, I was the one begging for more.

I got married young, had a daughter, and tried to be the perfect wife and mother. I never told my husband about any of this. I acted like I was pure, like I’d never been touched before him. But the truth is, I’ve always been dirty. I’ve always needed it, but felt like I had to hide it, hide me.

Now, watching my husband with our daughter, I feel it all again. That same hunger, that same ache. I tell myself it’s wrong, that I should stop it, but I don’t. I watch them, my body burning, my panties soaked. I remember what it was like to be that little girl, to be used and filled and wanted. And I crave it. I yearn for it.

I’m not angry. I’m not even disgusted. I’m just... needy.

And for the first time in years, I don’t have to pretend.

How Much?

My wife had a mammogram done by a male tech recently. How much do you think he touched her tits, if so?

My Friend And I Crash High School Parties

To hookup with teen barely legal girls. Which in the state where i live (GA)and 31 other states in the USA is 16 years old. I have an obsession with these girls . Alot are innocent and a solid amount are virgins and are itching to lose it but dont want a boyfriend to take it. They want a guy who is a man and not a boy.

My friend and i regularly crash these parties and hookup with these chicks. Ive taken a decent amount of girls V cards. Also hookedup with sluts who are Bi sexual and love group sex. Watching these girls tongues touch and kiss and fool around and lick each others pussies and then knowing im gonna fuck them gets me so excited and hard. Word gets out and more of these girls seek us out. These girls love to gossip and brag that they're only in highschool and sleeping with grown men in their mid 20s.

I just love these girls and their tight firm bodies smooth skin and perky tits. And most of all their snug wet tasty c**ts.

And Even though its legal here to hookup with a 16 year old its frowned upon and you get some really mean looks and remarks. But i think its mostly the men who are jealous.

Looking Back

Been happily married over 30 years and my wife has no idea about a time in my life when I crossed over briefly to another type of loving. I have never told her about that time and don't intend to as it would likely affect the marriage in various ways.

It was before I met her at the end of the 80's. I was 23 and after university I took a break and moved to the west coast. I had little money and took whatever temporary jobs I could to make cash. I moved furniture with fly by night moving companies,worked in a car wash and unloaded trucks. The only place I could afford was a rundown old hotel where you rented furnished rooms by the week. No one really knew me and I felt anonymous and free in a weird way. I smoked cigarettes in those days and drank beer or liquor but avoided harder stuff.

Being a young horny transient guy and living in a dump meant it was hard to attract any reasonable woman for sex and hooked were not my thing. I worked alongside a lot of single guys many older and down on their luck. Most were not that employable or had addiction issues. There were rumors that some of the guys turned to each other for sexual release but I thought that was only rumor not true.

There was an older guy who had a room on my floor that I had worked with on a few jobs and had beers,fast food type meals with. He seemed like a decent sort if rough around the edges. He was in his late 40's, a beer belly though mostly skinny with sinewy arms from manual work,stubble on his chin,thinning hair bald on top. Him and I got along and I was most often in his company when not working,walking the streets smoking and talking.

One evening I was in his room having a few beers when he asked me if I was getting any action. I told him no not really. He perked up and said we all had sexual needs. I nodded and said that was where masturbation came in handy. He looked at me directly and asked me if I would like some head. My heart skipped a beat and suddenly realized the rumors were true. He told me to just close my eyes and think of a hot chick as he serviced me. I thought to myself it's just a blowjob I need to get off . So I agreed to it. I was sitting on a chair and he had my stiffening cock in his mouth in no time. He sucked deep and well like he had done this many times before. I opened my eyes and seeing his head bob hungrily on my dick started to make me cum. I shot my load in his mouth and he took it all. He finished me and sat back on his bed. He pulled his pants down and underwear and revealed a throbbing cut cock." Do me" he said . I felt obligated and knelt down in front of him. I tentatively took his cock slowly into my mouth and sucked on the head. He moaned and I realized I liked pleasing him. His cock felt sexy in my mouth and I sucked more in. He did not last long and I found myself receiving spurts of his creamy cum. He patted the bed and I lay beside him my tummy filled with his cum. He lit up a cigarette which we shared alternating deep drags. "We are real buddies now" he said. I felt sexy and desired in a new strange kind of way. We finished the cigarette then he slowly kissed my mouth. Thinking about what we had just done made me horny again. I kissed him back and we made out a long time as if time stood still. Something deeper was taking over. He blew me again and somehow we shared that small bed all night.

The next year or so we went to bed and had sex most nights. We were fucking each other regularly as sucking was only the preliminaries. He and I both loved each other's cock filling our asses with cum. The kissing happened every chance in private. The feelings took over after all the sex.Finally we told each other we were in love and he wanted us to find a nice place to live together. Walking down the street with him I knew he had become my boyfriend and began worrying others would suspect our romantic and sexual gay relationship. Other men had sometimes called us faggots as we were always together working on jobs or out in public. I think also we had become too obviously enamored of one another though we never kissed in public except late at night or somewhere secluded. Ultimately I got scared of being found out. I packed up late one evening and left the city by train never to return. Looking back it was a significant love in my life though I can say I love my wife in a different way.

We Learned Together Then I Was Worshipped

Back between my middle school 8th grade year and my high school 9th grade year was the summer a younger girl and i both learned about sex together. My dad was dating a woman who had a 12 year old daughter going into 7th grade. I was 14 and turned 15 right when the new school year started.

She was cute with a nice ass and tits. Developed and looked like she was a year or so older than she was. I was short( for a boy but still taller than her obviously) and awkward. And
No girls my age seemed interested. So this girl we will call her Jackie and myself always flirted and made inappropriate comments and groping when our parents werent in the room. Eventually when our parents went on dates to dinners or movies, they normally left us alone at one of their houses. Jackie and i took this at the perfect opportunities to fool around and learn. We were both virgins. Each time we were left alone we did progressively more and more stuff as we enjoyed it more and more and it felt better and better.

Started with making out and copping feels then finger banging and handjobs led to our first Os. Eventually we learned how to please each other orally . Then once i turned 15 she surprised me and let me slide inside her for my bday g*ft. Well we both felt so much pleasure that we did it as often as possible.

Once she turned 13 and i was 16 and able to drive her and her friends looked at me like a king bc i could take them places. Well almost every weekend my dad was out of town Jackie and a couple of her best friends get picked up by me in my camero and we would all go back to my dads apartment. We would drink and smoke weed and get high. Id typically hookup with Jackie bc she was my GF technically. The other girls would makeout and play with each other meanwhile. Eventually jackie came to me and said she wanted to share me with her two best friends. I was surprised but turned on and down for it.

So from the time i was 16 to 17 and they were 13 to 14 i used to hookup with all 3 of the girls. They were so naive and innocent. But they literally loved me and looked at me like a king and learned to worship my body,

Unfortunately it all had to stop the day I turned 18. For obvious reasons of course. When people found out i had been hooking up with them i was called a creep and even predator even though there was only a 3 year age gap and everything stopped once i turned 18.

Those were still some of the best days though.

My First Time With 2 Women .

My wife told me that her and her best friend have been having sex . It was a surprise as i know she had never had sex with a girl or woman . I have known her since she was 13 . They always sleep in the same bed when they go for a girls weekend away with friends . Her friend had never done anything to her . One night my wife was woken up feeling her friends hand touching her pussy . She admitted that she was enjoying it . It gave her an orgasm . After her orgasm . Her friend got down to lick her pussy . She was still feeling her pussy buzzing from her orgasm . This gave her another orgasm as soon as her friend licked her . Her friend wanted my wife to lick her pussy . When she was having an orgasm it was making my wife have feelings that she never had before . They shared the large shower . Washing each other . My wife enjoyed having her tits and pussy washed . She also enjoyed the feel of washing her friends tits and pussy . Her friend had lived on her own after her divorce over 3 years before . For the rest of the weekend they had sex and kissed . Sleeping in each others arms . When she told me it turned me on . We had sex on the lounge carpet . She was telling me that anyone walking past would see us if they looked in the ceiling to floor picture window . It got me more excited . I told her i wanted to watch them having sex . She invited her friend to stay for the weekend . Saturday night we had a meal and they were drinking wine . At about 10-00pm my wife said she was going to change in to her nightdress . Asking her friend if she wanted to get changed . They both headed for the bedrooms . I followed my wife and i changed in to my pyjamas . My wifes nightdress was almost transparent . When her friend came out of her room hers was the same . Seeing her was making me feel horny . My wife and her friend sat on the couch and i sat in a chair facing them . They started to kiss . Then they were fingering each other . My wife pulled her friend on to the carpet . Kneeling to lick her friend . When her friend had an orgasm they changed places . He friend was kneeling with her elbows on the carpet and her backside in the air . I sat watching with my dick out . Stroking it . When my wife was having her orgasm i stood up taking off my Pyjama bottoms . I got on my knees to fuck her friend . Filling her pussy with cum . That night we all slept in our bed . On Sunday they only wore their nightdresses and i wore shorts . We had sex . I watched them making love . Then i fucked them both . I fucked my wife and when i wanted to cum i pulled out . Moving to her friend and cumming in her pussy . Now her friend spends most weekends with us .

Another Wife

Our neighbors Don and Gail have been good friends for years. We have spent many hours together and got to know them very well. They are older than my wife and I and in their early 50's while we are around 20 years younger. Don is quite a take charge guy while his wife Gail is very down to earth. In the last couple years we have gotten even closer to them to the point of being inseparable.

It was my wife who pointed out one day how she and Don finish each other's sentences while Gail and I seem to have a deeper connection as well. I thought about it and recognized that over time the dynamics had shifted and we gravitated to the other spouse when together with no one bothered by it or jealous.

We were at their home one weekend and were playing trivial pursuit. Gail was my partner and my wife was Don's partner in the game. We were all laughing and having fun. We had drank a fair bit of wine and smoked a couple joints so were all a little high. Don made a joke about celebrating their win in the game with a big celebratory kiss. My wife looked at Don and teased him saying go for it big guy. Gail and I looked at each other in curiosity. Don leaned over and kissed my slim red haired wife. The kiss was prolonged and they started making out. Gail leaned over and then kissed me. Her kiss was real passionate and combined with seeing my wife and Don necking got me real hot. I kissed Gail back marveling how sweet and sexy her mouth was. For a long time I had been attracted to Gail and her thick grayish blonde hair and voluptuous build,husky voice and sultry manner. Don and my wife left the room to go to the master bedroom. Gail and I followed them and soon witnessed Don's big strapping body on top of her fucking my wife hard on the bed as she moaned. Gail took my hand after her husband had finished thrusting in my wife and she had her orgasm and led me to another bedroom. She undressed me excitedly and herself pulling me on top of her. My hard cock slipped into her delicious wet pussy and I could not last long. She clung to me until I blew my load in her encouraging me and urging me on. The sex was fantastic if a bit short due to my arousal. We talked in bed for a long time then aroused again I made love to her the second time. This time it was much longer and Gail cried out as she had a shuddering climax which triggered my orgasm. We kissed and cuddled after and fell asleep. In the morning we both went into the kitchen together in our underwear and nonchalant. My wife appeared in one of Gail's black teddy's while Don had a bathrobe on. They smiled at us and Don had his arm around my wife. The line had been crossed and the 4 of us accepted the new arrangement. Gail kissed me openly and Don kissed my wife.

That was several years ago. Weekends since then look very much like the first time we switched partners. They have sex and do Gail and I in different bedrooms. During the week we are back with our regular spouses and the sex is different not as deep or intense but still pleasant. Then on the weekends we show a lot of passion,love and affection to our other spouse. It has made both our marriages more interesting.

I Got Caught

I (19m) have a long distance girlfriend (19f) and the other day I talked to a girl on social media and tried to convince her to have sex with me. She knows I have a girlfriend and went to her with this information. We had a big talk and I felt horrible but we are staying together and working it through.

I realize now that I did not feel bad about cheating but only about getting caught. I love my girlfriend and want to stay with her but also still want to cheat, this time without getting caught and being successful. I am terrible at talking to girls in person even though this would be the best way to not get caught so I may try some things.