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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.

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.

Coworker Escape

I recently met a coworker on a business trip.  It was actually just her and I working a deal and we were staying a few nights together.  She is married, but the trip gave us a get-away together.  It’s great to have a love nest to get away.  It’s better to be able to not have to deal with the anxiety of being on a schedule when cheating.  Cheating while traveling is the best.  She’s in her late-20s and no kids.  Easy for getting away and not worrying about anything domestic or having to call home and check up on things.

When we met up it was mid-morning and we didn’t waste much time.  The greeting hug went to a kiss, which turned passionate very quickly.  The foreplay and wandering hands went on until she pulled herself away to use the bathroom.  She came back out in an iridescent outfit that was part sexy clothes that may fit in at a rave and part lingerie.  It was skin tight on her petite frame and she danced for me, sexy heels and all.  She straddled me and the foreplay with wandering hands continued.  There was no penetration, but the building tension was so hot.  You know the quick, sharp, shallow breaths you have when you’re excited or turned on?  You feel that on your ears and neck and you just feed that energy right back at the other person.  It was intense with interlaced dirty talk.

Our first session started with so much foreplay that we lost time.  By the time I ripped out the crotch of her outfit, my cock had been hard for a long time, begging to fuck her, which her wetness reciprocated the feeling.  It was slow at first, but the fucking picked up the pace.  I would change up speeds to slow things down just to be still with my cock in her as I massaged her back, ran my fingers through her hair, or gently let my hands just explore her.  I edged multiple times, slowing down for the hopes of a bigger orgasm, knowing my pre-cum was seeping into her pussy.  It was a very gentle, but sometimes rough experience.  When I finally came, it was an amazing load and release after edging for so long.  After we both came, we just laid there and enjoyed the silence.  We eventually went to take a shower and fucked her in there as well.

From there we got some work done, we fucked again after dinner and chilled.  The next day we went to the meeting with our client and took them out to dinner.  After our client excused themselves, we went back to the room to play some more.

Ghosted and resurrected!

A bit ago I met a new, local, cheating friend who I finally fucked. She was shy and took a bit of time to get her to open up, but she did and we met up. We first met for coffee and kept it casual. The second meeting was more straightforward with her coming over after her kids were off to school. She called in sick while her husband was at work and came over wearing some skin-tight athletic wear with a pony tail. Again, she was shy, but opened up quickly. Most women like this tend to prefer that I lead, which is the plan anyway. Last year, she had gotten a breast lift and slight enhancements, which she has been enthusiastic to show off, despite her more reserved personality. I first connected with her from her finding me on a cheating site after she was getting turned on by the additional attention she was getting from her tits. That said, her tits looked amazing and you couldn't tell that she has three kids from her fitness level.

After talking a bit and getting comfortable, she followed my lead and let me pull her onto my lap on my couch. We made out for a while, with her grinding herself against me, and I held off pulling her tits out to see how long she could go before wanting more. She eventually asked me if I wanted to see them. I asked if she liked sharing them and she said she did. She admitted that she shared nudes with other guys since the enhancement. Her nipples were poking through the top and I licked and sucked them lightly before pulling the top down so they could spill out. She has very sensitive nipples, so she turned into a new woman once I had her nipples in my mouth and against my tongue. Her kisses got harder and she reciprocated the energy and roughness of my hands and lips.

My greedy hands were all over her and then I pushed her off of me and bent her over the couch. I peeled her tight leggings down to expose no panties and a shaved pussy. I buried my face in her pussy and she slid a finger into her ass as I ate her from behind. She was already incredibly wet from the extended kissing and grinding session. At some point I couldn't control myself and I pulled my cock out, running the head of my cock between her slit and down to her clit. She was nervous, but the instinct for her to fuck overwhelmed her. I grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her up a bit. She got on her elbows and I pulled her head to look back at me. Words haven't been spoken for some time, but the eyes and sounds she made reflected the feeling as I pressed my cock into her. I was bare and she couldn't help herself or stop the need. The tightness on my big cock gave way to the wetness. She grit her teeth as I pulled out and roughly thrust deeper into her, repeatedly.

She kept her eyes on me with a furrowed brow and an open mouth. That's how it went as I fucked her from behind, but had her pivot to her back, legs spread. It was shortly after she came that things changed and she was brought back to some semblance of reality. I could tell her demeanor changed and I stopped, without finishing. She grew nervous and I explained that it was going to be an awkward moment for her. I gave her space and some water, told her to use the bathroom, get dressed, and leave if she needed. She could stay, but I needed to make sure she knew options and that she did not owe me explanations for whatever she decided. Ultimately she decided to leave. I did not message her for a while, but when I did, she ghosted me. I didn't bother to reach out again, because I knew that women like her, cheating for the first time, needed time to process what happened.

Ultimately, about three months later, recently, she reached out again with a few simple, single-word questions. I recognized it as a fishing expedition to see if I would respond and how. I focused on comfort and after the shock of what she did, the Holidays behind us, she reached out again to "talk". The talking was mostly her needing to share with someone what she did, even if it was me. She needed her voice to be heard by someone. It re-established the connection and we ended up fucking again...but perhaps those details will be best reserved for another post!

Boston Trip

Recently I had a work trip to Boston for a week.  I only had business out there for two days, but I stayed an extra day.  There is a sexy Tumblr friend that I met in person a few months ago, from New Hampshire, and she met me in Boston for the duration of my stay.  She is very married (is ok with me posting this as long as it is anonymous) and told her husband that she had training in Boston for the week and it was easier for her to stay there instead of driving in each day.  She obviously didn’t have training for work and took some of the days off to enjoy her time away from husband and two kids.

She met up with me later in the day on the first night and attacked each other in the room.  During our time together, she played dress-up for me and wore a few, various dresses and new lingerie that she picked out while I was at meetings.  It worked to get us hot and bothered for her to send me sexy pictures of herself while I was busy.  She even wore a jeweled buttplug and one night I spent some time working my cock into her ass for the first time.  It was a very sexy time that required patience, but I thoroughly enjoyed the experience.  She was gorgeous and amazingly tight on me, especially as she came when her ass squeezed my cock.  The dirty talk took over and was amazing as she begged me to cum in her ass, which I did.

Overall, it was a great time and a good mini-vacation for my friend from her familial duties.  It was great how the week was so hot, it spilled over into our sexting to one another and planning another trip out there.  Her husband missed her and she fucked him the night she went home, despite feeling sore, but she wouldn’t let him cum in her, because she still wanted to feel owned by me.  To this day, it still makes my cock hard thinking about how he had no clue that his wife’s pussy was used and claimed with loads of my cum.

Great time and great friend.  I love to travel and meet new people!  I can’t wait to go back to Boston!

Coronavirus and travel sex

I hope for all the best for people and families affected as it has locked down travel.  When it comes to my work travel, that has basically been shut down as all non-critical travel will not happen.  I was also scheduled to go to SXSW, which was cancelled, and meet some women that were going out there for work or the music and film festival.  It’s put a damper on some local wives as well, as husbands aren’t traveling and they are working from home as their offices encourage remote work.

Thankfully I know a number of single women and hotwives or this would be a rough patch. 

Open relationship

In my 20s I dated a woman who was a slut and I knew it. We had an open relationship and she gave me access to her g/fs, who used me as their token big-dick experience when they were bored or lonely. It was a lot of fun. When we fucked, we would share stories of what we did and what we still wanted to do. She is a total knockout and an ugly duckling that bloomed late enough to have a burning desire for attention from men in the wrong way. Her dad is a total asshole. Once I had her and two of her friends strip at a friend's bachelor party. I kicked things off and fucked her in front of everyone and then let the bachelor have a turn. Eventually all 12 other guys fucked her and 10 of them came in her. The other girls, one of which had an oblivious boyfriend, fucked the guys as well. We broke up when things got kind of boring for each other and when one of her friends left her b/f because she fell in love with me. I dated the friend for a bit, but regularly cheated on her. She want ok with me still loving that lifestyle and she wanted me all to herself. Anyway, my ex ended up married to this ugly rich guy, who she did NOT have an open relationship with. I continued to fuck her until they moved to Boston and regularly left my load in her pussy for him, which he never noticed. Her man never knew and she cheats on him to this day.

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.

Friend’s new woman

Try to follow along.

A friend is now dating a woman that is friends with a wife that I used to fuck.  Back then, years ago, the wife I fucked introduced me to the new g/f and she was married at the time.  I fucked her on and off over the course of a year or so and then I hadn’t heard from her since.

Now at a friendly gathering, years later, I run into her dating a friend of mine.  We played it off like we never met before and I messaged her later on asking how she was and she was mortified that I was going to do something stupid to expose her.  I didn’t.  100% discretion.

There are safe words.  She can absolutely say no, but she doesn’t.  It’s an amazing feeling, getting swept away by that passion and letting your ID drive.