Yes, You Should.  It Is Exactly Why You Should.  He Can Watch If He Can Handle It.

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.

Business Trip Cheaters

I flew into a town for business last night and met a new, gorgeous, married friend at the bar at night.  After an hour and a half of chatting her up by herself, she agreed to come up to my room “see how I fold my dress shirts without them getting wrinkled.”

We never looked at my folding job in my room.  We were already kissing in the elevator.  Within three hours of meeting her, I had my cock deep in her tight, cheating pussy.

I love it when I meet a woman and she just bluntly says, when we are still in public, “Have you ever fucked a married woman?”  It’s always on.

Such bullshit.  They almost always come back.  It makes me even harder next time.  Yeah, you were done cheating?  Then why am I fucking you again?  Oh yeah, because you’re my slut.

Look, just put the guilt aside and spread your legs like a good girl.

I wonder how many nice, innocent wives follow my blog...

You’re some of my favorite readers, because although I would never, ever expect you to reblog something you find here, it’s like watching you get off. Your secret is safe with me. :)

I love when a woman dresses up and dances for me.  I’m a dancer too, but I like some private attention.

More Traveling Cheaters

I’m traveling for work and I got in last night, around dinner time and went to the restaurant in my hotel to grab some food.  I saw a pretty woman working on her laptop, at her table, finished with food.  I was a bit away from her, but after I ordered, I grabbed my drink and headed over to chat with her.  I asked what she was working on.  She’s in sales, like me, but in a different industry.  I eventually got my good and stayed at her table to talk shop.  She showed me a few things she was working on and while I didn’t have any strategies that would have helped her, it still acted as an avenue for me to get closer and have incidental contact with her.

She had a ring on.  Married.  I noticed once I approached her and it only fueled my desire.

After about an hour and a half of chatting and some flirting (laughing and touching each other’s knees, little squeezes, etc.), I told her I wanted to go get my laptop from my room to show her what I was working on and she offered to come up with me, since she was going to crash soon anyway.  We got into the elevator and she intentionally flashed her ring and cryptically said, “I’m married.”  I told her that rings never stopped me before, but she didn’t have to worry; I wasn’t “going to try to fuck her”.

We got to my room and I showed her another project opportunity that I was working on.  The flirting was still there and it was confusing, since she disarmed me in the elevator.  I was thinking it wasn’t going to happen, so I was just being professional at that point.  She wanted to show me something on her company’s site, so I let her drive on my laptop and put my hands on her shoulders to see if she would protest.  She didn’t, but she asked what I was doing as I massaged them.  I asked if she didn’t like it, but she said she did and that I shouldn’t stop.

She tried to show me her site, but closed her eyes and just relaxed as I massaged her shoulders.  She asked me to expand on how rings haven’t stopped me before and I told her about fucking my friend’s wife, my neighbor, and a few others.  She asked if she could tell me a secret and she told me that she cheated a few times in her past.  She fucked coworkers to get ahead and for years, at a different job, her boss fucked her at least once a week and whenever they would travel together.  Her husband never found out and she eventually switched jobs.

I stood her up, pressed her against the wall and kissed her.  She reciprocated and after a few minutes of pulling her hair and kissing I said, “I lied.  I’m going to fuck you.”  She just smiled and said, “Good.”

We undressed and we enjoyed teasing each other before I slid into her.  She was a great fuck and we’re meeting up again tonight before she flies out tomorrow morning.

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

Pre-Easter fuck

Last night I had a friend that came in from out of town to visit her family for Easter.  She left her kids with her family and came over to fuck.  She is divorced.  We used to fuck and she cheated on her husband when they were local and married.  She moved away with the divorce, which had nothing to do with her infidelity.  Her infidelity was a result of other things going on.