So yesterday morning, I went over to Safeway to get some groceries. After I parked my golf cart and on the way to the front door, I passed the UPS store. There was this man going into UPS with what looked like of stack of 8-10 boxes and packages. I opened the door for him, he went in thanking me, and I went on my way. At Safeway, I bought some stuff (milk, eggs, cheese, raison bread, and so forth) and after checking out I decided to get a latte at Starbucks in the store. When I was on line to pay, the same man was suddenly appeared from behind, pulled out his credit card, and told the cashier that my order was on him. He got regular coffee and we sat to chat for about half an hour. He was really a sweet guy. He retired from the Marines after 20 years and then put 20 years in with the department of corrections. Like I said, he seemed like a sweet guy. A little while later, he was fucking me and filling me with cum. The moral is, even if you are a mature gilf, showing some kindness goes a long long way, and I mean long. Feel free to comment and as Pat Benatar sung, hit me with your best shot.

Had the best 24 hours in a while recently. Fucked my wife, next day had arranged to meet 2 girls; first a 20yo virgin to come suck my cock and then another slim gym bunny to come sit on my face (paid for, arranged through social media).

Due to a family emergency, wife needed to fly out same day. Stupid virgin cancelled because she chickened out but gym girl I had to postpone to the following week as id not be able to drop the wife. Left work to go drop wife at airport. On the train station escalators, saw a hot girl in pantyhose. Managed to come up behind her and take a couple of upskirts (unfortunately they came out shit) but the rush was incredible. Then when on my return from dropping wife at the airport decided to go for an erotic massage to make up for blue balls suffered from the cancelled meets.

That hoe gave me the best erotic massage of my life and I asked for and she gave me her g string as a souvenir! Once home, spent the rest of the evening on my NSFW socials and managed to arrange a meet with some findom hoe whose tits I said I wanted to suck on. She has agreed if I buy her dinner. Will try fuck her when it happens. Another bitch that I'd been talking to for a while has also agreed to meet after months of trying. She also sent me a tit pic for the first time. All this within 24 hours. Let's see if these 2 social hoes show up and make good. All while hiding from the wife who'll be back by then...

I've always had the fantasy of my girlfriend being fucked by another man with a bigger dick. Recently, I found her nude pics and videos with another guy from her University on her drive and found out that she was fucking this other guy behind my back for a while. It shocks me and fucking turns me on the same time and i jerked off to these vids and pics of my girlfriend with another guy.

My last natural girlfriend was Sarah 25 years ago. We were living together for around 3 years. We were not really going anywhere as a couple and i guess we were both seeking other things. Before we broke up Sarah had got herself a new boyfriend. During the crossover period she was still having sex with me, as well as getting stuffed by the new guy.

I knew about him before we split up and she told me. I could smell sex on her sometimes. I never said anything though. One time she smelled of fresh sex i got horny, like immediately and i wanted to have sex with her. I was persistent despite her attempts to put me off. Sarah gave in but she was acting guilty like someone who knew she had recently been fucked and was filled with another mans cum.

I went to go down on her and she panicked and almost begged me to just fuck her. I wemt down on her anyway. Her pussy was very creamy and smelled of shared bodily fluids. It got me super hard and excited. I ate her out hungrily. Licking some other guys cum out of her snatch. When i looked up at her she looked very worried, so i told her she tasted better than ever. She began to relax and got into it, grinding her pussy against my face as i tongued her. I kept eating her out until she came, by this time i was almost cumming myself. I plunged my raging hard cock in her creamy soaking wet hole and in less than 60 seconds i was flooding her with my seed. It turned me on so much to lick her new guy out of her and then to nut so hard inside her too. By then she was obvioulsly delighted with how this potentially tricky situation turned out. 

So then a few days later she cones home and starts getting all horny with me. Again i can smell sex on her, and again it turns me on. This time when naked she spread her legs snd suggests that i eat her out as good as i did the last time. She must have really believed i wouldn't be able to tell she'd just had sex. This time her new boyfriends cum was still literally dripping out of her, she was so damn wet with cum. I spread her lips and lapped it up. She had never tasted so good. I suppose i mean i had never tasted anothee guys cum before these new experiences and it turns out i loved it. His spunk was making me so fucking horny. Maybe i was also just turned on by the fact my gf was fucking someone else behind my back and i was eating his cum without telling her i knew. This second time she was obviously getting off on me eating her new guys cum. Again she came hard on my face and i finished inside her after seconds. 

This happened again and again, quite a number of times before Sarah said that we should break up. She told me she had met someone else and i just grinned and said i know. That was that. 

After finding out i liked the taste of cum i booked a hot shemale escort. I sucked her off and immediately realised i loved sucking cock. I felt very submissive in this new situation i was in. I actually wanted to take the bottom role, sucking and getting fucked. Thats what happened, and i ended up seeing shemale after shemale, always taking the bottom role. I sucked a lot of dick and swallowed a lot of cum. I got rather easily addicted to the anal orgasms from all the ass fucking i received.

Sarah was the last partner i was a dominant top with. Soon after her, i was a confirmed switch to submissive bottom. I enjoy taking cock much more. Perhaps i owe Sarah a big thank you for starting things off with facilitating my first taste of semen. 

I have a confession and I do not know how to approach my next move.. last Friday I caught my boyfriend using a home made glory hole in our garage that led to more.

So let me set the scene.. we recently had some neighborhood kids messing with our house and we installed a camera system on the outside. I bought an extra few cameras for inside the house as well just in case. I put one in our garage because my boyfriend is always out there building things, working out, watching TV, drinking beers, etc. and I was going to use it to talk to him.

One day he was messing around with the old doors we replaced inside the lower level of our house and I didn't think anything of it. The next day I go to work and I am sitting at my desk and my phone pings saying their is motion in the driveway. I pull up the phone app thinking one of the neighbor kids is getting up to no good again and I was shocked to see a random person's car in the driveway next to my boyfriend's. He didn't tell me he wasn't going to work today.. A few moments later another ping goes off on my phone saying motion in the garage. So I open the app again assuming my boyfriend is in the garage and I was going to ask why he was home. He was in the garage alright and before I could say something, I noticed a makeshift door and wall in the corner of the garage near the door to the outside. Inside this door was about a 3" hole and my boyfriend was sitting there right next to the hole. I gazed at my phone trying to figure out what was exactly going on here. What happened next made me almost vomit at my desk. A cock entered the hole and he started to stroke it.

My boyfriend looked genuinely excited. Zero hesitation what-so ever, as if he has done this a million times. He stroked this anonymous dick in the wall then leaned over and wrapped his lips on the cock head. I watched in awe as he swallowed this guy's load and he smiled afterwards as if he won an award. Another ping went off notifying the driveway camera again. The stranger got into his car, a blue chevy sedan, and left. Not a minute later, a silver ford pickup pulled in the vacant spot. Out walked a man in a black hoodie and hat and entered through the garage door. Garage camera pinged now, and I watched again as my now ~gay~ boyfriend eagerly accept this man's cock down his throat.

I wanted to leave my job so bad and head home to bust him in the act. However I couldn't, especially if I am going to leave him, I am going to need my job to provide for me. I ignored my phone and tried my best to stay focused on my work, holding back the deep pain in my gut knowing what I just witnessed. My phone pinged every 10 minutes until lunch time. By the time I was able to grab my phone and look, there was 14 camera notifications.. 7 for the driveway and 7 for the garage. Each notification came with a 15 second clip, all clips were the same M.O. guy pulls in driveway, gets a blowjob from my faggot boyfriend, then leaves.

I could not think it could get any worse.. but it did. My phone goes off and the next guy started all the same. However a few minutes of blowjob go on, then I hear some murmurs that I couldn't make out, and the door with the hole in it opened. My boyfriend guides the man over to his weight bench, bends himself over, and the stranger gets behind him and starts to fuck him. He got closer to the camera so now I can make out every word they are saying. So much dirty talk.. the stranger telling my boyfriend how he is going to pound his man pussy, and my boyfriend begging to get fucked harder. The stranger wraps both his hands around his neck and begins to choke him as he fucks harder and harder.. this move was familiar to me because I actually get off when my boyfriend would do this to me.

While all of this is going on.. a ping going off again at the driveway. Another vehicle pulls up. A black Cadillac. I switched to the garage camera and there he was, still getting fucked relentlessly over his gym bench. Entered a black man through the makeshift door. He pulled down his pants and my boyfriend took him in his mouth. The dirty talking continued with the intermission of him gargling down a dick, and then he begins to beg to be bred. The man fucking him starts to moan load and he came inside of him. The black guy moved out of the way and I got a good view of my boyfriend, he was bent over still, fully erect, and a huge pool a cum on his gym bench while his cock dripped with cum. Did he just bust from getting fucked??

He scooped the load off the bench and begins stroking the black guy with his load. Then continues to suck him while tasting himself on him. The black man got behind him and began fucking him relentlessly too. Another man entered the garage and began spit roasting my boyfriend again. My boyfriend was bent over taking all these anonymous loads. He had countless loads in his stomach and now 3 in his ass. He is on his back now on the bench and I watched as one after another came inside the garage, then came inside his ass. He had to be getting close to double digits at this point.

The straw that broke the camels back is what happened just after 4PM. A person entered the garage and I knew right when he entered, it was one of his buddies. He was someone that always came off as macho, but deep down inside everyone always thought he was gay. His friend laid down on the bench and my boyfriend slid his dick inside of him riding him reverse cowboy. I watched as huge globs of cum gushed out of his ass onto his friend's cock. There was so much is was pooling up on his friend everywhere, just making a huge mess. His friend announced he was cumming and then my boyfriend said he was too. He got off his friend and proceeded to clean up everything he could from his cock, balls, and stomach. I watched his friend go limp, then slowly work back and erection, as my boyfriend continued clean up duty. He was giggling like a school girl seeing his friend get hard again. Then he goes "do you want to fuck my face?" and his friend stood up, grabbed the back of his head, and shoved himself down his throat. My eyes still glued to the phone, watched as my boyfriend was doing a way better job getting throat fucked than I ever could. He came down his throat, then left our house.

I went home about my business because I am at a lost for words or emotions on how I should react. A part of me hates his guts, but another part of me wants to explore this more with him.

I cheated on my wife only once, some three years back.

For little context, I am happily married for a long time, and I hang around places like this, for the sole reason of quenching my sexual thirst, without doing something stupid. I love her, we have a great life, both emotional and sexual, so I never wanted to let my desires push me into doing something I would later regret.

Now, three years back, we had this 20 year hs reunion, in my home town, and since here, it is custom not to bring your spouses, gfs, nor friends to these, the plan was for me and the wife to travel back there, where we own a small apartment, I would go to this function, and after that, we would spend a nice, prolonged weekend in my home town. Days before, she got the flu, and I had to go alone.

All of this was a beginning of a perfect storm. There was this woman there, a friend from that time. She had an older bf back in hs, but there was always some kind of tension between us, which culminated in me kissing her, back then, but she was the one to back off, because she had a bf. Got married to him right after hs, and well, she was there, looking marvelous. Beautiful, slim blonde in a little black dress, I don't need to go further into detail.

From the moment I got there, she was all over me, always by my side, laughing at my jokes, toasting me with drinks, holding my biceps, putting her hand on my back, things like that. When the reunion was over, someone suggested we should all go to the local club, for some dancing, and she took my hand, because she had problems walking in high heels, while boasting to everybody "that she got her hands on the best stud tonight".

Through out all of this, I was fighting my nature, while being hard as a rock. In the club, her hands were all over me, she was grinding, rubbing herself on me, grabbing my ass... Still, I wanted to evade this, tried thinking of my wife, wanting to just go away, but my nature was stronger.

She knew where my apartment was, and she insisted that it is on her way home, even though I knew it wasn't. When we got there, she invited herself for "just one more drink", and, I swear to God, I wanted to push her intoxicated ass away, but I didn't.

When we got in, well, the game was lost. I fucked her on the bed, without even taking our clothes off, in missionary. She just pulled her dress up, and I just pulled my pants down. She kissed me passionately, all the way through, while moaning loudly, and came really fast. I was right behind her, nutting inside her pussy.

When I got back my senses, I asked her if she is on the pill, and she just nodded yes. We cuddled for a while, which made me feel like garbage, since the thought how I never wanted to do such a thing, was running through my mind.

Before leaving, she thanked me, telling me that that night will always stay with us, as a reminder, what could have been, if she was wiser back then. And left.

The following days, week, years, were a torture for me. I lived in fear, that my wife will somehow find out, that my life would be ruined, for one night of pleasure. Nothing happened. Fear and regret started fading, and only few weeks back, I started looking back at that night, as something sexual, and exciting, remembering it in my solo fantasies.

And finally, I was ready to confess it to someone, and there is no place better for it, than this.

P.S. I know this isn't as exciting as most confessions here, but here it is.

The Night I Remember Who I Was
by @Military_Spouse

Nobody knows this. I’m telling it now because, honestly, I just want it out. Yes, this happened.

In university, I was in love with a man who broke me down in ways I didn’t even realize until years later. He was charming on the outside — funny, magnetic — but behind closed doors, I wasn’t his girlfriend. I was his toy. His cum rag. His property. And I let it happen, because I believed that love meant letting someone own you.

We broke up in the fall of my final year. And that was when I met someone new — gentle, kind, the kind of man who held my face like it was made of glass. He’s now my husband. But this story isn’t about him.

He was on an internship in Russia for three months, and I was left behind with empty nights and lingering shadows. I went out with my girlfriends, trying to remember what it meant to be free, to be wanted without being hurt. But I was still tethered to something darker.

That’s when I saw him again — my ex — across the room at a bar. He barely acknowledged me, like I was some old hook-up he could barely place. And maybe that made me feel something... dirty, maybe defiant. I let him buy me a drink. One turned into several. My friends left. He offered to drive me home. I should have said no.

But I didn’t.

Instead of taking me home, he drove us to his place. Said I looked like I still wanted to party. I told myself I was in control this time.

His friends were there — two of them, watching me like they knew stories about me. And soon, he was telling those stories out loud. How I used to beg for anal. How I could deep-throat until I gagged and still kept going. How I rimmed him like it was dessert. And I didn’t stop him.

Because by then… I was wet. Humiliated. And incredibly turned on.

I laughed. I played along. I performed. I let it happen.

Clothes came off. My body obeyed. One dick in each hand. His cock in my mouth. My ankles in the grip of his friends while he whipped my pussy raw with his belt, barking, “Keep the whore’s legs open.”

And the worst part? I came. More than once. Loudly. Shamelessly.

They fucked me all night — rough, ruthless, relentless. One would cum on my face while another drove into me from behind. They took turns using my holes like I was nothing. And for those hours... I felt like everything.

When it was over, he didn’t even offer a shower or a bed. Just called me a cab and told me to get out. I dressed slowly, sore, wrecked, dripping.

I checked my phone.

Missed calls from my boyfriend — now husband.

I called him. Told him I was out with girlfriends. Lied without flinching. He said he had a surprise and was coming back into town early.

He arrived at my apartment two hours later. I hadn’t even washed the night off of me.

He knocked.

And when I opened the door, he dropped to one knee and proposed.

I said yes.

We called our families. We laughed. We cried. He held me like I was sacred.

And beneath it all, I was still sticky with someone else’s cum.

I tell this story not because I regret it, but because I don’t.

Yes, I was shaped by "Bad Treatment". But I learned that I crave roughness. I crave degradation. But on my terms. Now, I choose when I want to be a whore. I choose who gets to use me, and how. And no, my husband can’t give me that — not yet. But I love him. And he knows who I am.

People judge women like me.

But I don't care.

I own every inch of this story. I own the filth. I own the power. I am Cari. And I am free.

My biggest sexual desire is to fuck my own mother hard and fast from behind and to cum inside her. I want her to refuse to have sex with my dad anymore and only come to me when she needs to be fucked. I’m 25 and she is 55

I am a long time lurker, first time confessing something.

The truth is, that I do not have too much to confess, since my sex life has been this vanilla slope, and funny enough, only thing worth mentioning, was my first gf, to whom I didn't even lose my virginity, in a way...

We were seniors in hs, so both legal, and she was this ugly girl, but with a nice body, and great, firm tits, kind of big. From the start she told me she won't have sex before marriage (even though I am old, this was an antiquated way of thinking, even back then). We would make out, she had no problem with me groping her, but only over the clothes. I would try to put her hand on my crotch, but she would back off. It drove me crazy.

One time, I was super excited, so I just said to myself, what the hell, and pulled my cock out. She didn't mind. As she was sitting on my stomach, while kissing me (she was very petite), I jerked off behind her back. She knew what I was doing, since I pressed my cock against her ass in pants, but she did nothing but kissing me, as I pleased myself.

The next step was, I would do it, and she would sit on my cock, while it is pressed against my belly, and slide up and down, until I cum. First time was really tough, since she wore some kind of jeans, but next time, she was this thing, track suit kind of thing, kind of like yoga pants, and it was better, so much so, that she came from all that dry humping.

This went on for a while, until, one time, she came from the dry humping, and I guess her body was just betraying her, so she went down, and took my, already drooling cock in her mouth, and I was done in an instant.

I never got to fuck her, but after that, things heated up, so we would usually just give each other oral. I think the most interesting part of all this was, not just that we were both virgins, hungry for sexual interaction, but the thing that she wanted me inside her, so much, that over time, we did many things just to emulate more and more sexual experiences, except the one we both wanted.

For example, this one time, I was giving her a foot massage, while she was naked on her stomach, and after a lengthy massage, my hands went up, so did I, and it ended up as me licking her ass, while rubbing her clit, until she was done, and she immediately wanted to return the favor, act per act, foot massage, going up... This thing ended up as a deed, I later found out, was colloquially called rusty trombone.

Our relationship ended, when we both went to college. We kept in touch, and were a "long distance item" for two months or so, but since neither of us was able to come visit the other, it ended in a way, that we both just stopped calling each other. Not long after that I lost my virginity to a girl in college, as most of us, at least back then, did.

Never have I ever, after this, had a more intimate relationship with another woman.

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