Valentine’s Day Repeat

Some of my hottest memories include women (even random women) talking to or texting their man while I fuck them.

and shocking how many marriages have been strained and stressed by COVID and how willing so many wives are to sneak away and spread their legs.

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Why the fuck would I be worried about him?  I’ll cuck him with or without his knowledge.  If you want to spare him that pain, then figure out how to manage it and mitigate the risks.

You know its good when you need to change the sheets to hide a huge wet spot in a number of places so he doesn't find them. Just hope he doesn't see the cum-soaked panties that night.

You know cheating was the right choice when you remember how good that leg-shaking, mouth-breathing, primal fucking is.

have you ever had sex with someone who is happily married? like someone who is married for like 20+ years? If so, how did you get her?

Of course.  In fact women that have been married for that long have either cheated and are looking to again after a while or they are open to experiences after being with their husband for so long.  Usually those relationships don’t have as much passion and a woman enjoys the spark again.  It’s dangerous though, because those passionate moments are intense and addictive.  I’ve seen completely true-blue, married women, moms and all, turn into slutty lunatics that start to have sex consume their thoughts and energies. Those women honestly take more risks. Things from letting their guard down with hints that husbands may pick up on or worse - being neglectful toward their family.  I’m not trying to break anything up; especially if women have kids.  Thankfully my travel is a natural barrier from someone always wanting to meet and multiple times a week.

Don’t get me wrong, not all women that are married 20+ years are like that.  Of course that isn’t the case.  I get a LOT of questions like there is some silver bullet that makes women drop their panties.  That’s simply untrue.  Yeah, there is a method to the madness to not be a fuckboy or douche, but it only works with women that are already open to those thoughts.  You can’t physically make someone do something and overwhelm their rational thoughts with words when, at their core, they don’t want to.  I’ve had a lot of failures here and seen women flirt, but then get awkward and bail when things progress.  That’s cool.  I don’t push it because those women aren’t feeling it or they aren’t the kind of women that want to cheat.

When women put themselves into situations where they let their guard down (alone, drinking, traveling, etc.), they oftentimes are open to the suggestion of cheating.  When they are completely in control of rational thought, they KNOW they are putting themselves in those environments and situations.  Consent is always a priority, so I absolutely do NOT advocate sexual abuse or assault.

That said, I’ve fucked plenty of women in their 40s that have been married for 20+ years.  When I was in my early 20s I had a cougar fetish and I loved pursuing married women between the ages of 35-45.  Now that I’ve entered that age range, it’s pretty easy to find women in that age range.  Not a lot of guys still commit to keeping in shape!  That and I noticed that women are more comfortable with my age because they assume it comes with more maturity than a guy in his early-20s (which the jury is still out for me!  hah!).

Cheaters from online

I met up with a woman that I’ve been talking to, for some time, on a cheater website.  Normally meeting online cheaters is a mixed bag and oftentimes worse than meeting single people.  On top of the element of presenting them at their absolute best, there is a lot of fear/excitement about cheating, which can cause people to act different than they normally would.

Thankfully this friend was cool and it’s a testament to taking my time when I meet a cheater from a cheating website.  I’ve jumped straight into talking and meeting before and it’s turned into a huge waste of time.  It’s all about taking the time to filter someone.  If they can’t keep a conversation going, they can keep looking.  If they are too excited to meet, you DEFINITELY want to keep looking.  A lot of guys say that you need to get the number as soon as possible and don’t go down the rat-hole of an ongoing conversation, but that’s not for me.  If you’re just looking to get laid, sure, that works, but I filter lovers.

Anyway, again, my new friend was cool and pretty much like how she was during our online interactions.  Lots of flirting and since we got to know each other, there was already an established level of comfort there.  We had lunch and the flirting game was so good, we made out by my car.  I told her she should call in sick for the rest of the day and she agreed, following me back to my place.  She asked me how many other cheating women I brought back to my place, like I had with her.  I told her that there were plenty and that I wasn’t ashamed of my vice.  She asked me if I was going to show her why I was so popular.

Once inside, we made out and she went down on me, sucking my cock and stroking my cock with her wedding-ring on.  I stopped her, we kissed, and the talk got extremely dirty from there.  I picked her up and carried her up to my bed and put her down.  She spread her legs, her skirt exposing her pussy without panties, I slid the head of my cock up and down her wet pussy lips.  Her eyes lost focus and she kept telling me, with a deep heavy breath to fuck her.  I slowly slid in and teased her until giving her my full thrust minutes later.  Her audible gasp made me even harder, if that was possible.  I asked her how many other men she cheated with,  I was her fifth.  I asked her how often she cheats and she admitted to fucking another regular on a weekly basis and she last fucked him two days prior.  Hot.

We exchanged stories between heavy breaths, sometimes taking a rest as she would just sit on my lap, grinding on me.  She liked knowing that I fuck my friend’s wife.  Her first time cheating was after a party with her friend’s husband.

We had a great time and agreed that we’ll probably meet up again for lunch, but maybe skip directly to dessert.

Milwaukee Trip

After weeks of sexting back and forth, I found an opening to go visit the Milwaukee slut wife that I fucked in Nashville.  Her husband left Sunday morning, which left a window for her to make sure he got on his plane so I could come up and visit.  I was up there by the afternoon and parked in the garage to avoid prying eyes.  She greeted me wearing a skin-tight dress, heels, stockings, and her makeup all done.  The kind of look that is borderline elegant, but leaning more towards revealing to get looks.

When I walked in, we kissed for 15+ minutes and ended up on the couch without even having said a word to each other.  We laughed and had some wine, but didn’t finish it before we were all over each other again.  I eventually carried her upstairs and pulled her dress down to expose her tits.  I pulled her hair back to kiss her neck and work my lips down to and around her nipples.  I teased her and she straddled me, grinding on me as I kissed, sucked-on, and bit her nipples.  She pulled out some nipple clamps from a drawer and I put them on her.  I asked her if she missed me.  In between kisses and biting her lower lip, she told me she has wanted me so bad.  She hadn’t found a good opportunity to cheat since she was with me, but admitted that she thought of me every time she fucked her husband.

I pushed her down to her knees and got on the bed so she could take me in her mouth.  She licked and stroked my shaft with her left hand.  I grew harder seeing her wedding ring against my cock.  I grabbed her hair and pushed her mouth down on me to take me until she gagged.  Her gag reflex was terrible and she admitted that she didn’t think she was good at giving head.  It felt good, I had her lie down and hang her head over the bed and I slid my cock into her mouth to get a direct line to her throat.  I got in deep and she gagged terribly, but gave her some breaks while I fucked her mouth.  It was ok, to be honest and I don’t think she was into it.  Hahaha.  She never did that with other man, so I popped her throat’s cherry, so there’s that.

Anyway, I changed things up and lifted her dress up only to enjoy pushing her panties aside and pressing the tip of my bare cock into her as she was on her back and her legs were spread.  I eased into her and was the first bare cock she’s felt, other than her husband’s, since she got married.  It was hot seeing her juices all over my cock as I looked down, the tight squeeze of her cunt on me until she loosened up so I could go further in until I bottomed out.  Eventually the wet fabric of her panties started their typical irritating friction on my shaft, so I just ripped them off.  I put my hand on her throat while I fucked her.  I lifted a leg up to reach down and slap her ass hard.  She wanted me to slap her tits, pinched nipples and all.

The dirty talk was much dirtier than last time.  I fucked her on her marital bed in sight of pictures of her and her husband.  I fucked her from behind and pressed her face into the bed.  She begged me to, “Rape [her] pussy,” to fuck her like I hated her, and to put a real man’s baby in her.  She said she was ovulating (a lie to just make the moment dirtier) and she asked if it turned me on that she lied when she told me she was on the pill (she really was, but was just trying to make it dirtier with some role play).

So I fucked her like I hated her.  I held her down and choked her; slapped my cock against her pussy, ass, and face, telling her that she was a worthless whore.  I told her that I owned her now and if she told her husband that I “raped” her that he wouldn’t want her anymore.  I ruined her makeup and made her gag on my cock again, which was fucking hot this time around.  The next time I got in her pussy I was ready to go and without warning, I came deep in her pussy.  She was so turned on she said in all manner of filthy words how she (role play) didn’t want me to cum in her because I would impregnate her fertile pussy and what would she tell her husband if she got pregnant?  I stayed hard after I came and fucked her for a while more.

That was Sunday.  We stayed at a nice hotel downtown together so we wouldn’t be caught by any surprise visitors (should her husband come home or someone with prying eyes stop by).  I stayed until Tuesday and the sex on Sunday night, Monday, and Tuesday morning was fucking amazing.  The sex was passionate and if it wasn’t rough, it was gentle and sexy in a very different way.  It was a great use of “sick days” for both of us.

Tumblr Hookup

Thanks to Tumblr, I have had men and women reach out to me to see where I’m located or what kind of fun I may be up for or into.  A local guy reached out and wanted to introduce me to his curious wife.  I’ve traveled to meet people, since I travel often for work, but being local made it easy to schedule.  After a few weeks of talking with him, he gave me her email and I reached out directly.  To set the table here, she’s cheated in the past, he found out, they fought for a long time because of it, she still cheated, he admitted that it turned him on, and here we are.  They have an open marriage, but he really doesn’t partake.

This week I finally met up with the wife.  Coffee, flirting, a little touching.  We hung out for the better part of two hours and she took me up on the offer to hang out at my place.  I walked her to her car and kissed her for a few minutes with her door open and she followed me back to my place.  She must have ignored her text messages, because her husband was blowing up my messenger, asking if where she was, if she was with me, etc.  Sorry, not sorry for ignoring you.

The wife and I made out for a while once we got to my place.  She straddled and grinded on me as we kissed, while I pulled her top off to expose her black lace bra.  I pulled her off and forced her to her knees between my legs as I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out.  I loved the look in her eyes as she saw it and she tried to suck on my cock as it hardened.  I eventually answered the husband by taking a picture of my cock on her face.  Admit it, you loved how it crushed you.

Her skin-tight jeans peeled off and I laid her down on my bed, spread her legs and ran the length of my cock against her pussy lips.  We played “Just the Tip” a bit to get her going and wanting more.  I slid into her, bareback, and was surprised how little effort it took for her to take my girth in.  Soaking wet, I bottomed out in her and that’s when I sent another picture to hubby, showing him how much of me that she took and seeing her stretched out by my girth.  Jerk off material for him, for sure.

We fucked for the better part of an hour and a half, during which she came twice from penetration and once from oral.  I came twice, both times inside her wet cunt.  The last picture I sent was a picture of her soiled pussy and told him I was sending her home.

Later that night he sent me two pictures, one of him fucking her and another of him eating her pussy.

Tumblr couple - you’re a blast and your wife is a stunner.  I’m sure we’ll continue to have fun.  Thanks for your consent to post the experience as well.

Brevity and small talk

It has it's place, but when people can't move beyond it, it is the worst.

It does not matter how hot a woman is if she can't hold a conversation. If there are huge awkward silences or if conversations feel like pulling teeth. Nobody wants to experience that.

I totally understand that many people are shy. That's fair. The best shy people out there are the ones that straight-up admit it and it makes it so much easier to navigate.