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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!

Cheating wife on the 4th

My friend had to work on the 4th, which sucked for him, but it allowed me to get together with his wife.  He doesn’t know, but she came over shortly after he left and brought a shaved pussy and matching bra, panty, and stocking set with heels.  She wouldn’t let me touch her until she got dressed for me.  My friend hadn’t fucked her since the last time we were together, which wasn’t too long ago, but it is a waste of a beautiful woman with long black hair, flat stomach, petite little butt (although I prefer them bigger), and fake tits.

We kissed and our lips were devouring one another and I grinded on her until I couldn’t take it anymore.  I took her bareback with my hand pulling her hair and we fucked for 2 hours before we had to peel ourselves off of one another. 

She showered at my place and we went to a 4th of July party at a mutual friend’s place.  Her husband showed up after dark and he has no clue.

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

Those worlds can live completely separate from one another without intersecting. There is no reason for you to give up your passion to fuck other men just because you're a mom or wife.

Younger, single

I shared earlier, but a number of women that I've met and fucked since the vaccine rolled out have been younger and single; never married. It isn't typical of me to pursue this segment of women, but it has been a lot of fun. They can easily go where they please and they seem pretty excited to get out and fuck.

I like to take my time to get to know someone and feel that chemistry when I meet them online. Meeting brand new people when I'm out and about is one thing, but people can do a pretty good job hiding who they really are online and meeting them can be a jarring experience. I'm not desperate, so taking my time is an easy task. If someone wants to meet too quickly, it's a red flag for me. It's a deal-killer if they react very negatively to my objection.

I met a woman in her early 20s, where the game is different and you have to navigate pitfalls of feelings and shit. Expectations need to be crystal clear. We flirted for a bit online and it escalated to sending nudes; she initiated. She sent a pic of herself dressed in a skirt and blouse and asked if I liked what I saw. Of course I did. She followed it up with subsequent pics of her taking articles of the outfit off and told me to tell her to stop if I saw something I didn't like. I initially told her to stop after the first pic she sent with less on, which shocked her. She realized I was joking and I told her I like to do it myself. She kept sending pics of herself wearing less and said she wouldn't stop unless I was willing to do something about it. I suggested we meet up somewhere public and she agreed. I let her pick the location (a park) and it was about 40 minutes away.

I met her and we walked around and the chemistry was there. We clicked quickly. She complained about her shoes hurting and I suggested we get her off them. She invited me to her place. Her door was barely closed by the time I pressed her against the wall and kissed her, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head. She reciprocated the kiss hard and rough; my queue to match as I knew where this was going. I took a hand and put it on her neck as I kissed her, her other hand greedily groping me and reaching for my cock. I was hard as fuck and she fumbled with my jeans and pulled them down, letting my big cock flop out. I saw her reaction and I forced her to her knees, still by her door, and she started to lick my shaft and suck my cock as best she could while my hands roughly grabbed at the hair on the top of and the back of her head.

I could tell it wasn't the most comfortable for her, so I picked her up and she pointed me to the bedroom. I put her down on the bed and spread her legs, hiking her skirt up and pushing her thong aside to expose her dripping pussy. I dove into her, face first, and slowly ate that pussy while I reached up and played with her nipples with one hand and she sucked on the fingers of my other. I couldn't take it anymore and stood. I put a condom on and rubbed the head of my cock against her clit, letting the length rub between her pussy lips. After teasing, I let the tip of my cock press into her, feeling her tight pussy stretch on me as I pressed in. She was vocal as I pressed deeper into her protesting pussy. I feel like a bragging douche, but I like to talk about my big dick when I fuck and she did as well. I'm blessed and hung. I asked her if she likes big cocks and she said I was the biggest. Some women may lie, I get it, but it feels good to hear. I know I'm big, so I know that it is true, more often than not. Even though she is not short, she's super thin and it felt like splitting her.

The tightness was hard to edge with, so I pulled out, going down on her to recover a bit, and she came on my mouth. She convulsed as she grabbed hard at her own breast and clit. I got up and pressed my cock back into her wet pussy. She let loose dirty talk as she said whatever she could to encourage me to cum. I took the challenged and edged for a while. I flipped her onto her knees and I worked her back up to another orgasm, while she touched her clit, and she came, squeezing my cock hard in her. She was loud and I pulled her hair. I pulled out of her as she got up. She took my condom off and sucked my cock, gagging on it and I did not hold back until I flooded her mouth with my cum.

I stuck around until late that night, fucking her again, and chilling without the awkwardness of a new lover. I felt a bit used when she asked to take a picture of my cock to send to a friend of hers, but that's the game you play for free marketing I guess.

I fucked her two more times since, but again, since she is young, I needed to space connections out to avoid girlfriend signals. She is fucking other guys too, which she felt liberated to share with me since she doesn't share that with other guys. Usually single, young women fucking other guys is one of the best ways to keep them from getting too clingy.

I fucking love lingerie like this. I have a collection I've invested in for women over time and I love it!

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!

Let’s be honest.  Just because you upped your domestic game doesn’t mean you need to give up on what you really need and are good at.

Ride me bare and take my seed home to your cuck.

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.