I’ll Take, “Things Her Cuck Has To Come To Terms With,” Alex.

Event friend

A few months ago I met a friend of an acquaintance at an event.  There was alcohol involved with an open bar, so inhibitions were lowered enough to get her alone, flirting, and her number.  She was invited by her friend who I am only acquainted with and don’t really know well.  She is married as well, so it allowed her to let her guard down with the alcohol and flirting.  The event was large enough to where we were not worried about crossing paths with our mutual friend.  It didn’t go farther than flirting and “innocent” brushing against each other, but the chemistry was there.

Over the months, since we met, the texting would come and go in spurts.  The content of our texting was flirtatious and dirty, so a lot of it needed to be hidden from her husband and not while kids were around.  The conversation would turn very dirty and sexual when she was traveling for work.  I got her brave enough to send nudes and call me to talk dirty when she was alone in a hotel.

Recently she texted me on a Friday asking if I had dinner plans.  I didn’t so I agreed to meet up.  I asked about the hubby and kids and she said that he just left to go out of town on a weekend guy’s trip.  She planned for the kids to stay at her parents’ place for the weekend.  Dinner was amazing, without any awkward moments.  She warmed up quickly and flirting kicked off right away and the chemistry we had over text and calls was the same in person.

She invited me over to her place after dinner and we made out on the couch for over an hour.  She straddled me and ground her crotch into me.  I took her skin-tight jeans off of her and left her thong on, pushed to the side, while I knelt between her legs to taste her pussy.  I took my time with her and my tongue felt numb by the time I got her to almost climax and edge, as I didn’t let her cum.  I pulled away and pressed the head of my cock into her wet pussy, which despite my size, she took well and eventually bottomed out close to my hilt.  In the moment, she willingly initiated dirty talk and told me about the other guys she has fucked since getting married.  I carried her up to her bedroom and fucked her, even feeling her squirt on me once, getting the bed wet.

We ended late and on my way out she said she asked if I wanted to meet up on Saturday night as well.  I told her that I was game if she could take more and she said that she wanted more, regardless of what she can take.  We made plans to meet up for lunch and I told her I would take her lingerie shopping.  We met up for lunch, which went well, and we went to an adult store to find some lingerie to wear.  We ended up with a teddy, some stockings, and a dress to go over it all.  I told her I wanted her to role play being a stripper for me and she loved the idea.

We got back to my place and she got dressed.  She came out and danced for me.  We shared some drinks and she straddled me to grind on me again.  This time I could feel her wetness emerging through her crotchless teddy.  When I tried to put my hands on her tits or pussy, she would push me away saying that it wasn’t allowed.  I touched her sides and massaged her shoulders.  I wanted to feel her in any way I could, as I was being driven wild and insane with her scent from her neck and hair in my face as she ground on me backwards.  She left her ring on and I asked about it.  She said that she was married, but was given the green light to strip because of all the money it brought in.  The rule was that regardless of what the house allows, hands are not allowed on her tits or pussy.  Whenever I tried to touch, she would gently push me away.

This went on until she took her dress off to reveal the teddy.  I grabbed her hair and kissed her roughly.  She allowed it and then pushed me away saying that it wasn’t within the rules.  I asked what the rule was on kissing and she said that she wasn’t allowed to kiss anyone.  I put my hand on her mouth, pulled her hair with my other hand to pull her head back, and kissed her neck, shoulders, and eventually down her to tits.  I let go of her mouth and she said that I shouldn’t, but I said that the rule didn’t say that *I* could not kiss her, just that she could not kiss me.  She thought about it for a second and agreed, letting me continue.  I pulled out some nipple clamps and told her to put them on, which she did.  I noticed that all the rules she had with her husband were that she couldn’t do things, but outside of my hands, I was allowed to do what I wanted.  I didn’t touch her pussy with my hands, but my mouth and tongue did...greedily.  She didn’t protest.  

I pulled off my pants and she asked what I was doing.  I said nothing, but that I wanted to touch her without my hands some more.  She said that we could get busted if someone saw us.  I said that we already had an audience of people in another private booth watching us.  She said we should stop because she didn’t want to get in trouble or have her husband find out that she was bending the rules.  I put my hand over her mouth again and made her put part of her dress in her mouth as I tied her hands together behind her back.  I told her that our audience was watching and the guys were stroking their cocks looking at her and what I was doing to her.  I put her on her back, dress partially in her mouth and she pretended to struggle as I spread her legs, holding her hands over head with one hand and holding her torso down by her neck.  The tip of my cock found her cunt and I pressed inwards with thrusts until she took most of me again.  She pretended to struggle some more, but eventually gave in.  I told her to look at the audience and she played the role.  

I asked if she recognized anyone and said her husband was one of those watching.  That he set me up to see if she would break the rules.  That he stroked his cock while watching his wife turn into nothing more than my slut in the dark moment.  She came twice and the sex was amazing.  After the first time she came I untied her and she took control instead, which I’m not entirely used to.  I had a condom on, but she role played that she was talking dirty to her husband that I was bare inside her and she was going to make me cum in her.  We pretended that her husband protested, but she was determined.  That she was fertile and she wanted him to watch a stranger get her pregnant.  I definitely came and filled the condom to the point I was surprised that it didn’t break.  Her second orgasm came while my cum-filled condom was still inside her.

We took a break and she spent the night at my place, fucking again in the morning until she had to go home.  She was a fucking mess by the time she left and her pussy was sore.  I took it easy on her in the morning.

She has since been more aggressively sexting me, but I’ve had to tone it down in how quickly I get back to her because I don’t want her to take any stupid risks.

We fucked again since and it was great.  No in-depth role play, but she wants to do more the next time her husband is out of town...and no, he DOES NOT know that his wife is my slut.

Post-Vaccine Updates and Madness

I haven't had a lot of original content recently. It has been a weird year for all of us!

Over the last year, I fucked regulars that were in tight circles or women that needed to scratch their itch while running the calculus to mitigate their exposure re: COVID. The expansion of that circle typically involved women that reached a breaking point, most of them single, and needing to fuck. A few of them were one-offs, but most of them kept in touch to fuck. Weekends are always busy.

During the height of the pandemic, I used Airbnbs in sleepy bed-and-breakfast towns as a way to gather friends who liked to fuck together. In a time where married women have a hard time getting away due to spouses being home so often, it was a way to give married women an excuse to get away with friends who liked to cheat together. These cheating friends carefully expanded their circles to fellow cheating friends they could confide in to party safely and discreetly.

I'm lucky to have cultivated connections with these women, but I realize that I'm often used as the token handsome, big cock and party favor. I never felt used and dehumanized, as thankfully the women have always been cool to hang with or else I would have just left. It is funny, though, that some of the women in the circles were totally OK having their friends watch me fuck them and join in, while some only wanted me to fuck them behind closed doors. I have two circles of married friends and a few smaller groups of single or mixed single/taken friends that I've enjoyed some long weekends with. The single or single/taken mixed friends that I've fucked have been able to crash at one of the single friends' places, but the Airbnb makes it easier to just disappear for a few days.

It occurs to me that I really need to update more often with the details (which I'll go back and do as memory serves me). The high-level updates feel lame.

Since the vaccine rolled out, things have gotten wild. I always had women on hookup or dating apps that reached a limit and needed to get together and fuck, but the vaccine has blown the doors off of that. There have been a lot of divorced and separated women that I've met and fucked through COVID. It started as a trickle, but now as so many women have gotten the vaccine that women are quick to suggest meeting up and fucking on the first date almost always happens (assuming real chemistry). The age ranges for many of the single women vary, but there have been a lot of divorced/separated women in their 30s through 40s that have spread their legs faster than ever.

I assume many of you that read and enjoy my longer updates would enjoy the details of individual women, single or otherwise. If there is something specifically that is enjoyed, always reach out and let me know. I forgot how cathartic it is to chronicle my experiences.

Friend’s wife at a party

No new friends, but Saturday night I was at a party at a friend’s house.  My friend’s wife, who I fuck on and off (the friend who doesn’t know I fuck his wife), was there with her husband.  Anyway, my friend’s wife was looking good and I whispered to her that we should find some time go be alone at the party and play.  People were either upstairs drinking, mingling, or playing a game and others were downstairs playing pool.  We tried, unsuccessfully, to try to find some time to do more than kiss or grope each other while nobody was downstairs.  It was really hard, considering everyone thinks that we hate each other and there wouldn’t be a real reason why we would want to hang out and play pool together.  Anyway, nothing happened.  Weak.

What did happen, was she came over to my place on Sunday.  The guys were getting together to watch football (which I bowed out on and blamed a hangover).  She stayed home because she is 4 months pregnant (don’t worry, it’s not mine) and said she wasn’t feeling well.  I had a few hours of fucking her.  There was so much anticipation from the previous night that within 10 minutes of kissing, I had her legs spread and my bare cock plunging into her.  She was so wet already, I eased into her, despite her typical tightness.

I edged many times and stopped myself from cumming that it was an hour and a half in when I couldn’t take it and came deep in her pussy.  I came 3 or 4 times and ate her pussy while my cock’s sensitivity abated.  I can stay hard between cumming, but the head is always sensitive.  It gave me the opportunity to taste our joint juices together.

While she was trying to get pregnant, we used condoms all except the first time after she was without her IUD.  It was a while before she actually got pregnant and I was already in her bare.  It felt so good, we didn’t stop.  I came in her mouth that time because we didn’t want to take too big of a risk.  From there on out it was condoms.

which is a more powerful experience for you: when the husband knows or when he doesn't?

When he doesn’t, especially if he is an asshole or abusive to her. The “I fucked your wife” power is strong.

Married Tinder Fuck Update

The married woman I met on Tinder came over today and called in sick so we could have some private time. She brought over a sexy outfit that she wanted to model for me. She said how she couldn't stop thinking of the first time we fucked and she felt a lot of guilt. She told herself it was only the one time, but she said she couldn't help it and once she got horny, she reached out. She said her friends encouraged her to cheat and they are all cheaters too. We sent a fuck video, on Snapchat, to two of her friends, who she told about me.

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.

If she’s asking, she probably already has.  Don’t say yes, even if you would be ok with it. Tell her that you just don’t want to hear about it (unless you really do). It’s hotter for her when she knows she can and it feels like cheating still. Then you can play a game of trying to find out when she’s been fucked. Her excuses in her schedule. Her messed up hair. Coming home with different clothes on. Soaked panties and stains from my cum in them.

I love when they do. That’s how I know who to approach...and they love that I don’t give a fuck.

Maybe I am in the minority, but it works for me as well as a guy. I love when a woman knows how to flirt and talk dirty to keep the conversation going.

Wet my mind

Thanksgiving week fun

Thank you Thanksgiving and employers letting their workers out early!  I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving.

Last week I had a surprise text from a wife that was getting out of work early and she wanted to come over to fuck before she had to go home at the regular time.  It’s funny.  The married women I know ask me random innocuous questions that can be answered as a “yes” or “no” to see if I’m down to fuck.  Her question was, “Are you going Black Friday shopping!?”  Oh yes.  Yes, I am.  Well, not shopping, but I was down to fuck.  After that she asked if I was staying local to shop or not (”Meet at your place?”).  Yes.  Yes, I am staying local; come on over.  Finally, “How early are you heading out?”  Bright an early.  Come over now.

She did.  She came over around 1:30 and it gave us a few hours to play before she had to leave.  I haven’t fucked her in about 6 months, so it was a pleasant and unplanned surprise.  She was trying to be good and up until about 3 weeks ago, she was behaving like a good wife.  She broke her streak one drunken night and told me she tried so hard to not text me sooner.  She had something up her sleeve and knew she may have some time, because her pussy was freshly shaved in the event of an early release.  It wasn’t soon enough.

It wasn’t all sex right when she walked in.  We actually made out for about an hour and I teased her with foreplay for another 30+ minutes.  By the time I couldn’t take any more and I wanted to fuck her, she was ready to go.  I had to taste her pussy for a bit before I dipped in.  Between my saliva and her wet pussy, the tip of my cock was soaked as I ran it along her slit and teased her until she begged for it.  Slowly I slid into her, each thrust going deeper.  Tightness aside, she was so wet that it helped immensely.

It was slow at first.  Sensual and passionate.  Eye-contact and kissing.  Things escalated from there and got rough once she started letting go and talking dirty.  It wasn’t long before I had her bent over and took her long hair and wrapped it around my forearm a few times to eventually roughly grab the back of her head with my hand.  Her pussy was mine and she made it vocally apparent.  Despite her petite figure, she has a big butt and I love it.  I enjoy fit bodies like any other guy, but there is something about the way a big butt shakes while I fuck from behind that I love.

She made it home on time.  On time, but disheveled.

That night I had a booty call at my place.  A single mid-20s friend texted me and wanted to fuck after being out with a few of her friends.  She has a lot of married friends and there were only two of them that were out because everyone else was with family, preparing for Thanksgiving.  I took advantage of her boredom and invited her over to fuck.  She spent the night and we had fun until she had to leave around noon the next day.  I admitted that earlier on Saturday I fucked a friend in the same bed and she found it exciting and sexy.

I did have some sexy time on Friday with a married friend who was supposed to be out shopping.  We didn’t have a lot of time.  It was very to-the-point.  She was maybe at my place for 30 minutes.  Within minutes of her being over she had her tight jeans peels down around her thighs and bent over the couch in my living room.  She did not take long to cum and I could tell that her libido faded and was just letting me finish.  I finished, she quickly went to the bathroom, and kissed me goodbye.  It sounds better than it was.  Her lack of enthusiasm bored me.  I was used!  Hahaha.  I don’t care.