It Is Hot As Fuck To Have A Single FWB That Ends Up Finding A Guy And Even Though She SAYS She Wants

Vegas and stuff

Last week I went on a Vegas trip with some friends.  I was the only single guy in the group of guys and I made sure that I had my own room for privacy, should I meet lady friends.  

The fun news was that my friend’s wife, who I fuck and had a baby earlier this year, came with and it was their first trip away from the baby.  We found time for her to disappear into my room to fuck.  It was our first time fucking since she had the baby and she looked and felt amazing.  She was so incredibly into it and it was a shame that we just didn’t have more time.  I did fuck her bareback and while she doesn’t have any protection, she is still breastfeeding and I guess she hasn’t gotten her period back yet.  It was hot watching her back at the pool, kissing her husband with a pussy full of my cum.  Later she told me that they fucked before getting ready for dinner and he had my sloppy seconds.

I actually stayed two extra nights (which is stupid/insane in Vegas) so I could have some time alone to find friends.  I found three women that were at the pool and the “shy, but want to party” type.  All three were married, early 30s; only one had kids.  They were just hanging out and sort of quiet, but they got chatty once I started talking to them.  We had a great time at the pool and I got one of their numbers as I wanted to try to get them to hang out again.  They were busy that night (and so was I with my friends), but the one I got the number from texted me in a progressively flirty and sexy way that night.  I got her to agree to come to my room under the guise of going to the pool early in the morning.  She showed up in a bikini and we immediately started kissing.  The foreplay went on for the better part of an hour and I fucked her for the same.  We cleaned up and I told her I would meet her at the pool with her friends later.  I tried to work an angle with her friends, but it wasn’t so.  The second day I met up with the new friend and fucked her, and I think the other women got a little suspicious.  I tried to keep it casual and interact with them intermittently during the day so it would not make things weird or awkward.  They did all invite me out to hang during each of my remaining nights.  I just couldn’t find a way to break through to the other two other than just being friendly.  I think it set off enough red flags for the friends that I was in Vegas by myself at that point. They seemed to understand that my friends left, that I was the only single one, and welcomed the company.  The one I fucked didn’t ask questions, since she knew what I was looking for.  When we were out, she took every opportunity to get handsy with me when her friends weren’t looking or weren’t around.

Would you tell hoe mean you van be to your sluts? You ever beat or even mark them?

What?

Beat them? Absolutely not. Spanking and BDSM is one thing, but I’m not looking for some catharsis from some wild trauma by being violent. People should seek therapy if they feel that the only way to feel normal is to really physically damage others.

The same goes with people that seek it. I get it that someone may feel the desire to be beaten, but that is a manifestation of trauma that needs to get worked out in a healthy way. Satisfying it in the physical will probably only make it go away temporarily while causing one to only engage in relationships that continue a toxic and traumatic cycle.

Have you ever been caught by a husband or boyfriend? Either caught in the act or just found out? If so, what happened? And what was the final outcome? Thanks in advance.

I’ve had guys find out that I’m fucking their women, for sure.  I’ve been physically caught before and lucky to be alive.  One guy saw us, left the room and cried while I finished fucking his wife.  She was obviously worried, but she just encouraged me to finish so she could do damage control.  Hah!  I’ve had women whose friends ratted them out.  Usually a woman only lets fellow cheating women know.  Birds that flock together and all.  It’s fun to fuck the group, but when one’s relationship fails and if jealousy gets into the mix, women do and say weird shit.  Nobody wants to face a woman going nuclear; a huge reason why I am very sensitive to my identity.  I’ve been caught by a roommate of the person I’m fucking.  Usually there’s damage control there to keep the person’s mouth shut.  I remember fucking a woman whose roommate came back for something after she was supposed to be gone for the weekend.  She caught me fucking her cheating roommate in the living room.  She just said that the woman I was fucking was disgusting and eventually told the boyfriend.  The guy forgave her (guys do stupid shit for pretty women) and despite promising to never do it again, I was fucking her a week later.

Men have found out mostly from women not being able to take the sneaking around anymore and needing to be honest with their men.  These women usually cut me off completely, but a surprising amount of them come back to fuck when they realize that it’s just a part of who they are.  Depending on what it does to the relationship they have, they either own it and he deals with it or they go their separate ways or she sneaks around and fucks me behind his back and keeps her mouth shut.

One woman got caught when the husband found a receipt for a pregnancy test.

I’ve had women tell me that their men started to get suspicious and that’s why I encourage ALL cheaters that I fuck to NOT take really stupid risks.  If they come over, they HAVE to turn location services off on their phones before coming over.  I learned the hard way from that.  Thankfully it wasn’t at my house so some guy could come find me, but at a hotel and the husband wanted to know why she was at a hotel when she was supposed to be shopping.  She weaseled her way out of that one.  Also, if I fuck someone bareback and cum in them, the woman clearly is taking a risk of the man finding out.  Overly soiled panties or tell-tale visible cum is a risk.  Messy clothes, makeup, and hair.  If she needs to take a shower at my place, she needs to be able to fix her makeup and hair before going home (if he would notice).  Take the necessary precautions.

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.

At the point of no return.  Be careful playing just-the-tip.  It’s hard to stop and put on a condom.

Tumblr wife

My blog attracts people that wish to reach out to me (feel free!) due to its content and recently a married woman reached out who happened to be local.  (You know who you are...) We chatted on an off for a bit and obviously flirted.  She was on here exploring fantasies that she hadn’t yet had the courage (or idea how to safely and discreetly) to fulfill.  I could tell that the fact that she was local made her more apprehensive because the proximity likely made it feel more real and possible.

After a few weeks of talking and sexting, I encouraged her to meet up for lunch and eventually took me up on it.  She was clearly much more shy in person, as meeting someone from the internet can be awkward, as well as someone you’ve shared intimate thoughts and pictures with.  Flirting came easy and eventually she opened up, as comfort set in with familiarity and humor.  She put effort into her outfit, hair, and makeup.  She wore a loose-fitting, but short, dress that had me glancing at her legs.

Towards the end of the meal, conversation was great and her sense of humor came out with her witty ripostes.  I invited her back to my place and she quickly agreed, following me back to my place.  Once we got there, she started acting shy again and I could tell she was nervous.  I kissed her and she reciprocated and started opening up.  She asked me, “Is this your typical routine when you bring married women home?”  I told her it was a start.  She meekly asked, “Are you going to fuck me like your other sluts?”

I didn’t respond. I just started to kiss her again and she got  aggressive with her hands and lips at this point.  I pulled her on top of me, on the couch, and she began to grind on me.  My hands roamed to the straps of her dress, pulling them down and exposing her strapless bra.  I asked her if the bra matched the panties and she said they did, but asked if I preferred if women wore no panties.  I prefer panties, thongs, etc. for the record!  I got up and bent her over, lifting her dress to expose her ass, pressed aside her thong, and buried my tongue into her bald pussy.  She moaned and shivered in response.  I pulled my pants off and was at half-mast when I took her thong off and started touching the tip of my cock against her pussy lips and running my shaft along them.  She started to breathe heavily.

I stopped and sat down.  I pulled her down to me to take my big cock into her mouth as best she could.  She told me I was significantly bigger than her husband as her wedding ring stroked up and down on my shaft.  Eventually I got up, picked her up and put her on the couch, spreading her legs in front of me and kissed her.  I told her I was going to fuck her and make her mine.  That was going to make her a cheating wife like all of my other sluts.  She whimpered and softly begged me to fuck her pussy.  I roughly grabbed her hair and made her tell me that again.  She finally got it right on the fourth try.  I slowly put the tip of my cock in her, each thrust going deeper into her tight pussy.  Her eyebrows were furrowed, eyes wide, and mouth open, breathing heavily, and grunts escaping as my cock stretched her with each stroke.  Her tight pussy had a death grip on my cock, lips pulling outwards with each pull out.  I completely filled her as my cock bottomed out in her and my girth stretched her.  Her dress was still on.

We fucked for a while and she was submissive throughout the session, although very vocal and talking dirty.  It was clear that she was lost in the moment, wanting to be my slut and whore.  Despite being filled, she didn’t’ cum from penetration and I helped myself to giving her to orgasms by eating her pussy.  She reciprocated and begged me to cum on her face.  As I got close, I pulled out, grabbed her hair roughly and came all over her beautiful face.  I kissed her deeply afterwards, sharing the taste of our collective cum.

As she came down from the moment, I could tell that she felt guilty and bad.  Married women often do as they start cheating.  After a while, the lust kicked in again and she admitted that she enjoyed it, was sore for a day as a reminder, and started sexting me again.  We met up for another session.

I’ll take, “Things her cuck has to come to terms with,” Alex.

Unless they honestly never cheated before, I assume that the chance for the opportunity is the primary reason why women that travel shave their pussies.

I know a number of boyfriends that got drunk at music festivals and had to retire to their tent, but their girlfriend still wanted to party. She knows she is flirting and knows she is getting out of control. That's the plan. Looking the dude in the eye the next day and hanging out as strangers, yet knowing I fucked his girlfriend, is an extremely powerful moment.

Experienced: When you are wasted and I am soaking wet 🙈💦👩🏼

Anything new going on lately?

Yes, actually.  I just haven’t posted much about my exploits in great detail.