r/CruelCheatingStories

So my wife and I always had fun with my buddy and recently she wanted add more to the roster. We’ve been trying to find a third male to join us but it’s been tough finding guys that are tested and meet her standards and won’t flake. Today I got home and I thought it was odd, that I head her moaning from our bedroom. I figured it was my friend, we agreed that it was ok for him to play and them to play alone without me but when I walked in I saw her with 3 strangers. I didn’t know how to feel. I felt like I was cheated on because I didn’t agree to these guys and they were having their way with her. I confronted her after and she said she thought it would be ok, how? We always said we have to agree on these things. The worse part is I had to hold myself together as these guys left and said bye and thank you. And she works with them so now I’m thinking what’s she’s done with them behind my back. It’s crazy that I love sharing her but this was different. Am I wrong?

Here’s my true confession. I’m a cuck and always wanted to have that type of relationship but my wife never wanted to.

I didn’t even fully express myself about my fantasies, because my wife doesn’t like an idea of open relationship, threesome and all that. I have proposed few things to get things going but she always turned them down.

I (31) and my wife born and raised in Colombia(35) been married for 5 years now .

Sex was always great . But after we had a kid we became distant in the bed. Didn’t share the same bed and all. We didn’t fight or anything like that. I never cheated , besides going to happy ending massages every once in a while.

Especially when we became very distant I wanted to explore my cuckold fantasies but it was hard to even start mentioning those things.

Our kid is 5 year old , but when she turned 3 , we had her family take her for few weeks sometimes since they lived out of state. That gave us some time for ourselves. In the beginning when we were alone we kinda started talking about fantasies, such as going out, she dressing slutty, flirting with another guys and all. Not more than that. But even that didn’t happen.
We would have just have sex and continue as normal.

We live in closed building with underground garage and elevators on the 4th floor.
One time we were sleeping , it was late like 1Am or so , I heard music and speaker woofers being too loud. Music wasn’t that loud but woofers were echoing thru the walls .

After I got out on balcony to hear where it’s coming from I figured it was coming from the second floor even.
I went down there to talk to people and ask them to keep it low.

It was a new guy (black Dominican. Handsome ,tall, muscular and probably has money since you can tell both of his rooms are nicely furnished, expensive looking apartment, takes care of his posture). just moved in and had friends over.

He apologized and invited me in. After I got in there was few other people , maybe 5/6 total people.
They offered me a drink, so I got a shot of tequila and had a nice conversation with all of them. Told them I have family sleeping and all. Totally cool people. We exchanged numbers and he turned it down.

His name is Stephan , works a commercial pilot and most of the time he’s gone. And when he comes back it’s usually for very short time. Most of the time he stays in Hawaii, Florida , and islands due to his travel.

After few weeks or months he had party again and he texted me to come down. So I went down there and were having a good time, I texted my wife to come down there since it was a lot of people speaking Spanish.

When she came down there and they met her , everyone complimented how beautiful she is . Even Stephan.
(Plus, my wife’s ex bf is a pilot in Colombia)
They started chatting in Spanish while I was with his friends.
We had some drinks and spent good amount of time , till late night and we went home and fucked really good. That should have gave me a clue that she was probably wet since she first met him.

Again, few weeks pass by , he’s gone and when he came back he invited me down there again.
I went , this time without my wife. Then she texted me saying I should be home and not spending time with them since they always drink.

I explained to her I’m having a good time and I’m not getting wasted but just enjoying my free time as well since I work a lot of hours in construction and I’d rather be having fun in the building then going out.

Months after (till recently).
I get back home earlier from my work around 2pm (my wife is a kindergarten teacher) and she works till 6pm . So who ever gets home first parks in the garage space, I usually park in guest , but this time I had tools in my truck bed and wanted to leave the car in the garage. Once I entered the garage I saw her car parked in there. Hmmm, maybe she just missed the day today but didn’t tell me? And she has a habit to call in every once in a while or often.

I got out and parked in the guest and took my tools back into cabin and locked the door.

After I got to an apartment she wasn’t there. I tried calling but no answer and then I texted asking are you home?

I thought she was at the gym, and walked there and she wasn’t. Waking back from North building to south building thru the garage I saw Stephan’s car parked, meaning he was home. In that moment I felt like someone stabbed me in my guts. No way I’m thinking what I’m thinking. I hurried up to the second floor thru the exit door, walked to his door and all I could hear some music inside and nothing else .
I ran back to the emergency exit stairways and left the door open just enough to see if this is even possible?

I waited maybe 5-10 minutes and his door opened. It was her. And she walked away. I was shaking, heart beating so fast, confused, angry and turned on. She went back to elevator and I didn’t know what to do. Where to go now. She’ll know I know.
Then she texted me she’s at the gym, I replied ok, I just got home.

I got back to our apartment and she wasn’t there, she actually went to the gym.
I took a shower and jerked off, calmed down and then she showed up .

She seemed little nervous but overall confident and happy.

Idk how long this is going on but I know it’s not a first time and it’s been going for awhile since she was always in good mood lately.
I’m sure there’s nothing emotional between them but just sex.
I want to tell her this , but I’m afraid. I just want to know more details. Like what he’s doing to her , how slutty she’s with him and all.

My wife has had a friend for awhile now and he is gay. Well he has always liked me and things finally happened drunk one night I have always been bi but not openly. Well I was sucking his dick one night and my wife walked in and caught us

Hey folks, this is a post from a few weeks ago but I thought I’d share it here, if anyone’s interested. I’ve got more stories, and I’d like to hear yours!

M45. I got married to my wife relatively when I was 22-23 because I got her pregnant.

I started working as a trucker to make money to support our life. I’ve been working as a truck driver ever since. I picked up so many hot chicks that wanted some married cock.

I also have plenty of buddies who did the same, these cheating experiences were our ways of bonding as men. We’d often cover for each other, tell stories, and even share videos.

In my country there’s a tradition for when a woman is giving birth, the man goes out with his friends to drink and celebrate. When she was giving birth the 1st time, I went out with my trucker buddies to a strip club (unbeknownst to my wife, we just said it’s a bar) and I fucked a stripper in my car while my wife was giving birth. My car back then didn’t have leather seats so my jizz was really tough to clean out and I had to make up some excuses as to why there were so many white stains.

There would even be times when I’d be spunking into a woman’s pussy while on the phone with my wife, telling her I’m on the road. Those calls made me nut so many times. Whenever it happens I have to mask my ejaculation and just act normal. She’d tell me to drive safe while another woman was squirting on the clothes she washed, stealing the cum I’d be giving her if I weren’t cheating.

Aside from that I’m a good husband, have a great relationship with my boys. I think they’re either suspecting or know that I’m cheating on my wife but won’t say anything.

Any fellow truckers that need to empty their balls into other women’s pussies?

Looking to hear from more cheating bros!

This takes me back to my undergrad days and first real boyfriend. I was 19. He was 20. I’ll call him Brad. We were taking it slow. He was a virgin. I was not, not by a long shot, but I was cool taking it slow after earlier misadventures had devalued sex. We thought we were in love.

Spring break, we end up on this party trip with a bunch of our friends, including this older (30) guy I’ll call “Michael” who had a reputation as a fuck boy. Slept his way through everyone in the group. Always had his eye on me. I always shot him down.

We all get sloshed that first night and things got heavy between Brad and I. We wound up completely naked together. First time that had happened. Lots of foreplay, kissing, I sucked him off, he went down on me, and suffice it to say, I was soaked and aching and desperate to be filled. So when he asked if I was ready I gave him an affirmative yes.

And then he went soft.

Two minutes later he threw up and passed out.

So I’m sitting there, worked up to a Category 5, with no outlet. Took care of business myself while Brad snored next to me. Figured we’d try again the next morning.

Tossed my nightshirt on and went to get a glass of water.

And there’s Mike, sitting on the couch, playing video games.

Then he sees me and his eyes trace up and down my body, focusing my legs (which were and still are amazing) and ending where they met my body and were barely covered by my shirt.

He’d gawked at me like that before, but never while I was practically naked, and to my surprise it stirred something in me other than annoyance.

Two minutes later, with barely any words between us, we were in his room.

“Foreplay” was Mike checking to see if I was wet. Then he was on top of and inside me. Raw. He didn’t even ask if I was on birth control (I was). I came almost immediately. Not because he was all that. Because I was that worked up.

He just pumped away, using me like a human fleshlight, while I laid there and waited for him to cum. I came again when I felt him pulse inside me. As soon as he was done he rolled off me, no pretense, cuddling, not even a kiss. He briefly admired his handiwork, I assume, looking at my pussy while he dripped out of me with this smug annoying look on his face. Then he left the room and went back to the PlayStation.

I should have felt used, this was like a lot of my earlier experiences, but deep down it was empowering. In a way I knew Brad could never compete with.

Mike fucked me a few more times and I dumped Brad at the end of the trip. Gave him a pity fuck before I told him it was over. He came on the second thrust. I blocked his number and did my best to avoid him around campus for the rest of the year.

Okay so for context I (18f) made a lot of posts on here about how Ive been cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) and some other friends. I won’t get into it again here but to sum it up, my ex is fckin HUGE and I just found out through him that I have a massive cheating kink in general. My boyfriend is super trusting of me so he doesn’t even suspect anything tbh.

2 days ago I stayed the night at a “friends” place but was actually just getting railed like crazy with my ex. In the morning I said I had to go but he was asking for one more round but I said no cuz I was already sore and had a date later with my boyfriend. He let up and asked for just head and I said fine, so I got in my usual position on my knees. I took out his monster dick and just went to work.

Before I started fully taking him in my throat, I just admired it. Idk why, but no matter how many times I see it I cane get over how fcking absurd his dick is. He noticed and said “take a pic it’ll last longer” but I said yeah right, my bf is trusting but I’m not gonna just have those kind of pics on my phone. He asked if he could, and I said yeah. He grabbed a phone and just started taking pics of me just loving his dick. He stopped when I started to actually blow him, and gripped my hair, guiding me deeper and deeper down his dick.

He came on my face and glasses and took another pic. I cleaned up and let him know not to text me for a bit since i was gonna focus on my boyfriend these next few weeks. He said whatever and I called my boyfriend to pick me up. He dropped me off at my nail techs and payed for my nails, then we went to his place and I got ready with a nice dress he bought me. It was a cute date, nice restaurant and stuff. We ended the date at my place, we had like a cute like picnic thing in my room and stuff and got freaky deaky.

We were laid down in bed and I was laying on him showing him pics that we took on the date. I was just swiping and favoriting pics that he liked and wanted me to send him, until we got to the end. I swiped and I was fcking mortified. It was the pics my ex took of me sucking his dick. He never took them in his phone, HE TOOK THEM ON MINE. The pics were pretty dark, I recognized it instantly but my boyfriend was like “what is that haha” just completely clueless.

I freaked the fck OUT and just said they were bad selfies that I didn’t like. I tried to act as chill as I could but it was probably obvious cuz my bf asked what was wrong. He hugged me and said he was sorry, he knows how much I hate how skinny I am sometimes, and just said he should’ve known better. I said thank you and we fell asleep a bit after. Well at least he did, my heart was pounding out of my chest while he was snoring it up in my ear.

I finally passed out tho and woke up to my bf gone cuz he had work early in the morning, he sent a message at like 5 am saying sorry again abt last night and that he loves me and all that. I said it was okay, then immediately texted and sent the pics to my ex. I was mad and asked if he took the pics on my phone on purpose but he just texted “😂😂” followed by “did your lil bf find out what real dick looks like?😂” and it all clicked for me.

He didn’t want a pic of me actually sucking his dick cuz he wanted my bf to see his full dick out in my hands😭😭😭

So I M(24) have been dating a girl F(22) and she's fine. The effort to stop dating her aint worth it. I never had any real ideas about cheating until someone I used to be real flirty with online came to visit. She, F(20), has a boyfriend, who I learned about the first time we met as "the guy with the snail dick." The thing about this girl is that she really, REALLY loves to make her boyfriend suffer, and will cheat on him and force him to jack it to the messages of her doing so.

That made it really fun to send her pictures of my dick and watch her absolutely drool over the shit. It was the first time I realized damn, girls really think I'm big, as she told me all about how amazing it was, how much she'd do for it, etc etc. It was hot, but eventually I got bored and stopped, I had a boring girlfriend etc.

And then, suddenly, this girl messages me to say that she's gonna be in the area and that we should meet up. I wasn't too against it, told her sure, and we met up a week or so later at her apartment. We talked abit about work and stuff, slowly talking about partners, and I got to feeling real good as she told me about how worthless her boyfriend was. He can hardly last an hour in bed, he's so small he can't even reach more than two inches inside her, he's whiny, etc etc. She says how much she misses real dick and gooood, ​I got so stiff. I know I wouldn’t have done it if the alcohol weren't in me, but I told her that she should send that worthless fuck a photo or two of her having a good time for once. She looked at me like I'd just given her everything she wanted in life. She started mumbling about me having a girl, until I told her quote unquote, "Get on your damn knees already."

She looked so fucking cute seeing it in person for the first time. All those adoring messages really were true. She fucking worships my fat dick, and that knowledge was enough to make it twitchy. I let her set up her phone camera first, starts up a video, and give her worthless boyfriend a little speech about how she's ready to get fucked by real dick before her mouth went ham on me. She felt so damn good, working her tongue on it, and I started talking bout how my girl could never do as good as she does, how shes pathetic and that it must turn this bitch on for me to be cheating on her. This girl can't help herself and nods. After a good bit of work from her, I cum down her throat. I'm surprised by how little guilt I feel, it all being consumed by the rush.

I force her to put her ass up and we fuck like that for I couldn't even tell you. Switching positions and holes for hours, enough for me to hear this girl mumble about fucking loving me. Knowing all this was gonna be seen by some loser cuck who would never be able to dare touch his girl again put me in heaven.

We did finish eventually, laying on the apartment floor together like used up dolls, and this girl said she was mine now. Since that day, her trip has been getting extended by her cuck paying for her hotel room, and every chance I get, I slip away from my girl to plow the fuck out of this bitch, hearing her worship me with thes adorable breaths and moans about my perfect cock.

It's been heaven, and I'm not stopping for as long as I can.

I confronted her yesterday about her affair with her former fuckbuddy, and not only did she confirm it, but she basically said that she wants the best sex possible, and no other guy can fuck her like he does. She also said that if I didn’t like it, I’m free to leave. I asked her why she didn’t just get into a relationship with him, and she said that they can’t stand each other to be in a relationship, but the sex with him is unreal.

I thought about how my gf effectively wears the pants, controls the finances, orders me to do favors for her and her family, decides what we watch, etc. and how good it feels to give up the autonomy and embrace the disrespect while simping for her. Against my better judgement and what others suggested, I decided to give in further and stick with this and see just where it goes.

I agreed that I was okay with her seeing him still, and all she retorted with was “good.” As if she was annoyed that I brought this up in the first place.

I know this isn’t healthy, but there’s just something liberating just doing whatever she says while letting her do whatever she wants. Not only that, she’s going to be getting fucked still by a guy who’s just more physically imposing than me. He tried getting with her before (he knew she and I were together) and she made all kinds of excuses for him when I got mad. She even laughed when he wanted her as a side bitch if he ever got with someone else.

Now it’s like I’m admitting that he won and I’m really just here to be my gf’s simp bitch.

My wife fucked a stranger at a joint bachelor/bachelorette party and the entire group of guys witnessed her getting slammed from behind with her pants down under a water tower.

She cried the whole way home and we ended up getting divorced a few months later, but all I could think about was being mad that I missed out on seeing her get dicked down by another guy!

If I would have discovered them myself, I probably would have either jerked off while I watched from a distance so they could finish, or interrupted and told them that the only way I'd let it slide was if we went back to our place and had a threesome!

Tell me what you’d do to my fiancée (take her In front of me/steal her/use her behind my back)
happy to show pics of her privately and like I said no limits you can say whatever you want in any scenario you choose. DM’s open:P

(28M) I used to work as a manager at a call center. This was a few years ago so everyone involved in this story were like 24 at that time. I had an employee who I was close friends with (Fake Name: Jazmine). Jazmine was a short 5'1, thick black girl with nice tits, glasses, kinky curly hair, and a fat ass. Jazmine was extremely flirtatious by nature; however, she had a boyfriend who also worked with us (Fake Name: Gomez).

Jazmine and Gomez were in relationship for three years in total and I was fukkin Jazmine for two of those years. Jazmine and I did pretty much everything you can think of: she gave me top in his truck while she was borrowing it, I had her text him she loved him while I was fukkin her raw, I would call her late at night while they were both asleep to come over just to fukk, etc.

Her and I were genuine friends beyond the sex though. I met her family, her and I would run errands together, etc. I would go over to their shared apartment while she got ready to do whatever we would be doin that day. I would always try to initiate sex while we were there, but she always said no because it was too close to home for her (literally and figuratively lol)

After months of trying my absolute hardest to convince her to let me fukk her in their place, she finally caved in. Everything was planned perfectly. Jazmine and I worked the same shift. 7am-345pm whereas Gomez worked the graveyard shift at that time, 8pm-445am. I was extremely excited tbh. I drove over and got there around 830pm, a little after Gomez had left. Jazmine had left the door unlocked for me. She was ready in lavender lingerie arched in the middle of the living room floor. I kissed her lower back and told her that I loved her. I slid her panties to this side and lowered my pants and began fucking her slowly. Telling her how beautiful she was and how I was thankful she finally said yes. Then, of course I started fukkin her harder, pulling her hair, smacking her fat ass, etc.

As I was fukkin her senselessly, I started looking at her apt jus admiring the moment ngl. Thats when I saw a baby picture of Gomez on the TV stand. I pulled out and told her to stay still. She was groaning and asked me my why I stopped. I got up, grabbed Gomez' baby picture off the TV stand and laid it right in front of her face. She laughed and said something along the lines of "Oh my gosh, noooo." I laughed and began fucking her again. I told her to look at him, look at his innocence face and asked her if his child version ever expected his future girl to be cheating on him. She moaned as she said no. I told her to spit on him and call him a bitch while I fukked her. She did so without hesitation. I told her to lick it up and again, she did that as well. I finished inside her at least three times that night and made sure I finished in her mouth the last time.

We fukked until 345am and cuddled a bit before I left. I left around 4am, a lil before Gomez got out of work. I told her to kiss him when he got home and to text me that she did it. I kissed her goodbye and drove home. I got home and bing, I got a notification from her telling me he got home and that she kissed him. I didnt reply or anything, just went to bed happy asf.

Jazmine was my absolute favourite whore. This is by far my favourite story between her and I. Jazmine and I were really close friends so she would tell me about the other niggahs she would fukk behind Gomez' back. I didn't mind cause I found the stories hot asf and I never wanted a relationship with her so its not like I minded sharing her. But I'll tell those other stories as well.

So for context, I (20m) made a previous post a few days ago talking about how i fucked a friend 19f) that had a boyfriend. I was cheated on in a previous relationship and i always made it kinda rule/moral to always be against it in anyway. Unfortunately, i am a horny guy that gets no play so I caved pretty easily when she told me I was significantly bigger than her boyfriend. After we did the deed I felt a wave of guilt and blocked her on everything and I thought that would be the end of it.

Well, as I said before, I am a horny guy that gets no play. I unblocked last night and shot her a message hoping that the damage wasn’t already done. Surprisingly, it wasn’t. She responded pretty fast and actually apologized about before. She said she knew about my morals and still “seduced” me (honestly anything would’ve set me off at that point) and that she hopes that we can still be friends. I said to not worry about it, and we can continue where we left off last time.

She was rightfully confused of me going back and forth but she got the idea pretty quick. She said to not text her anything crazy obviously and she’ll lmk when she’s free again. She asked if she can pick up some weed the next day and I said yeah. The next day rolled around and she was texting me that she was almost here. She knocked and came in looking stunning as usual. She had on some pretty make up and had on a cute skirt.

Her face alone gets me going and I got hard pretty fast. She asked for the weed and I said it was in the bottom drawer in my room. She bent over to look for it and I got right behind her, putting my bulge against her ass. She giggled but said she couldn’t since her boyfriend was the one who drove her here for the quick pick up, and that they had a date going on right now. I joked about how I usually cum quick ad she giggled, but she never moved away from my bulge. She wiggled her butt a bit back and forth and since her boyfriend was waiting right outside, I wasted zero time.

I moved her over and bent her over my bed, lifting her skirt and pulling down her shorts. She called me an asshole, saying that I knew she couldn’t turn down my “huge dick”. I pulled out my dick and let it rest on her ass while I fumbled with the condom. I wrapped it up and teased her clit with the tip of my dick and she begged that I hurry it up so she doesn’t have to fake an orgasm with her bf later.

I went in and my instinct was to grab her hair but I remembered that she still has a date to go on. I gripped her hips and just railed into her. I tried not roughing her up too bad and ruining her clothes but caring about her date slipped my mind the more her ass bounced against me. Cumming quickly worked out for me this time and I felt myself get close, drilling into her as hard as I could while I was still hard.

After cuming, I pulled out and cleaned up. I got the ounce that she asked for and tossed it to her but she was still catching her breath. She got up and was a little shaky but otherwise looked pretty good. She touched up any makeup that was off and thanked me for the ounce and the “good dick”. I walked her out and she locked in, hiding the shakiness pretty good. I said hi to her boyfriend as she was getting in and apologized for taking a bit as I was showing her what I was selling right now.

So yeah, fuck my morals if sex is gonna be that amazing lmao.

When my wife was in her early twenties she worked as a nurse in a suburban hospital. There was a resident Doctor at the hospital that really liked her. She had just ended a relationship with her college bf and had no interest in starting a new one. What she did not know is that this Doctor had a girlfriend that lived in a nearby city.

In the beginning, she was casually hooking up with this Doctor. He was trying to get more serious with her but she had no interest in dating. One day she found out he had a serious girlfriend. She confronted him and told him that they could no longer be together. That last a few months but he pursued her every chance he could. Eventually she succumbed to his advances and accepted the fact that he had a girlfriend. They lived in the same Condo community and regularly fucked in her apartment and his.

The crazy part is whenever my future wife saw the girlfriend’s car in front of his condo that she knew to stay away. She never saw what the girlfriend looked like. The Doctor eventually got engaged but continued to fuck my wife right up to the wedding. Maybe even past the wedding. I’m not sure. The are still married with two kids. I did a socials search on him and found pictures of him with the wife. It’s so hot knowing how naughty my wife was in her 20s.

I never wanted to be a cheater. I remember always thinking it was an unnecessarily cruel thing to do. That was before I tried it.

Around a year ago, i was very unhappy. My husband had a serious back injury which kept him entirely dependent on me for months. I didn't mind helping but he could get grumpy, upset, and it was just exhausting. At this time his oldest and best friend, became like a rock. He'd help me out, buy groceries, just proved very helpful.

He'd also talk to me. We'd spend hours chatting in the house while my husband was in bed. He understands me well, he's sweet and listens. It shouldn't have happened but after one of these chats following a day of helping take care of my husband, we hooked up. It wasn't quiet and soft but frenetic and passionate. We had sex that night. We tried to stop it from happening again but it did literally only 3 days ater. We did it in the house while he was immobile, we were uiet but risky and god did I love it. My husbands mostly back to normal but the affair isn't stopping and frankly, I on't want it to.

So basically me (20m) and this girl (18f) let’s call her E, have been friends for a while but also fwb on and off. We would casually hook up whenever we were both single and just in the mood, it was chill and it worked out for both of us. We always had a strict rule, well not really a rule but some morals I guess, and that was that we wouldn’t use each other to cheat on our partners. Even if we were in the “talking” stage with other people, we would tell each other and our hook ups would stop there. For me, I’ve been cheated on before, so I don’t wanna participate in anything that would cause that hurt to others.

Of course I wouldn’t be here if everything worked out like that so with that background out of the way way let me actually explain now. E had been in a relationship for a few months now and of course we hung out less and less. I realized we haven’t texted or talked in a while and I invited her out to smoke and chill, mostly to just keep in touch. She agreed and we met up, hugged, then drove to my place where we started smoking immediately. She caught me up on a bunch of stuff and of course her relationship with her new boyfriend.

Since we were already on the topic of relationships the conversation naturally shifted to sex. I talked about the rare times I had a girl over and she talked abt how she’s still getting used to the “slower pace” of her bf since he isn’t that experienced. I noticed however that she started looking away, slightly frowning or just making it kinda obvious something was up. I asked her what was wrong and after some pushback, she finally let out that she had cheated on her bf with her shitty ex. I was extremely disappointed in her, and grilled her abt it telling her the obvious “tell your bf” or “break up with him” blah blah blah.

Where I messed up on, was when I asked “why?”. She explained that her bf was super sweet, even in bed, and that she had missed being just plainly roughed up. Before I can scold her some more, she also mentioned how her bf just isn’t as big as her ex and me. I was taken aback a bit, and I asked her “I’m bigger than your bf?” To which she nodded. Maybe it was the weed, or maybe I’m just a weak man, but hearing her say that and nod did something for me. I started getting hard and didn’t try to hide it, I felt myself give up and told her that I understood since sometimes girls just need a “little bigger” and put a hand on her thigh.

After some intense stares and tension eating us up, she didn’t say anything and got on her knees between my legs while I sat on the couch. She took my dick out and she just started at it, I felt like an ass but I said “bigger than his right” to which she shyly nodded and gripped it with both hands. She spit on it and stroked me for a bit and I put hand on her head, but she smacked it away. She said that if she was doing this, she’s not risking letting her bf catch something for her stupid mistakes. I let up and let her do her thing. She stroked me with both hands, spitting on it to lube it up often. It felt a bit embarrassing since she was so focused on it just milking me.

Eventually I came, covering her small hands. She looked at her hands for a bit then back up to me and just smiled. I couldn’t handle it and asked if she was actually down for a round, and she said yes but with protection. Since I was in a dry spell for a bit I didn’t have any condoms on me so I left for a bit. It gave me time to recharge and I came back and we got into it immediately. I felt like shit, knowing that I was just helping with what hurt me so badly in the past, but those thoughts disappeared when she had face down and ass up, looking back at me with pleading eyes.

I railed into her and surprisingly didn’t cum as quickly as I usually do, probably from the handjob from earlier. I could tell she really missed being rough up during sex since she would move her ass back herself when I would take small breaks to catch my breathe. In the end I felt like she fucked me instead of the other way around lmao. We finished up and I drove her back to her place. The car ride was where all my guilt finally spilt out. Before she left I told her that it wasn’t happening again, and that I was sorry for being weak. She was a little confused, almost like I felt worse than she did? Either way to prove it to myself, I deleted and blocked her number and socials.

So yeah, as good as it felt I still feel like shit for helping her cheat. Temptation got stronger hands than I thought lmao.

Recap from previous posts if you’ve been following: I found out my gf was emotionally cheating on me with her old fuckbuddy, went from being devastated to getting off on it, and then went from my hatred for the guy being morphed into respect.

Last night my gf was taking a shower and l was about to leave her place, but noticed she left her phone in her room. Against my better judgment I just had to know if she was still seeing her old fuckbuddy. Emotional cheating was one thing, but physically sleeping with this guy would be something else entirely.

I found their chat and he was under a different contact name, and I felt my stomach just drop. They met up last week on a night where she said she was going to work her night shift. She had dressed in her uniform and FaceTimed me as she was driving, hanging up saying that she was at work, but she was really driving to him…

I didn’t have a lot of time to read the texts, but from the looks of it they’ve been at least talking for a while, and left before my gf got out of the shower. I haven’t talked to my gf aside from a text telling her I got home.

This morning I still felt sick to my stomach, but what’s even worse was I felt this growing arousal. I was already conflicted when I jerked off to a picture of them together, but this would be on a different level. I couldn’t stop thinking about what people have been telling me on here: how I actually liked how my gf would open her legs for anybody before we met and how my hatred for him was turning into respect and admiration, so I just gave in…

I came faster than I can remember, and the PNC was no doubt painful. My gf already had a quiet hall pass, but she insisted that her old fuckbuddy was out of the picture. Knowing that it’s him, and knowing that she has now lied twice to me about it even after she knew how much I hated him (at least at first), just hurts so good in a different way that I can’t even really describe.

I’ve thought about confronting her, but another part of me just wants to keep my mouth shut and just let it happen and see where it goes.

We’ve been together 10 years. Met in college. A few months in she moved into the house I was sharing with my best friend Tyler who I’ve known since third grade. His girlfriend was around a lot too. We all hung out, partied, the usual.

Around then my wife and I started a Snapchat where we’d post and show off. Tips here and there, extra cash, extra sex. Tyler and his girl started one too. We talked about it openly. Never did anything as a group because we didn’t want to wreck the friendship. We had each other added though, so we saw everything.
After college we ended up next-door neighbors in the same complex.

A few months ago we had people over. Tyler showed up alone because his girl was working. We were drinking, playing Smash and Mario Kart. Everyone was pretty drunk. My wife got up to grab refills. Tyler offered to help and followed her to the kitchen.

I didn’t think twice.

She told me the rest last night when we were both drunk and horny.

When they got to the kitchen he shoved her against the counter, yanked her dress up, pulled her panties to the side, and just pushed his cock into her. No condom. She said he was already hard. He clapped one hand over her mouth and started fucking her right there, short, hard strokes. She said she was already wet from drinking and he slid in easy. He kept her mouth covered so she couldn’t make noise while he pumped into her. It only lasted a couple minutes because they didn’t want anyone noticing they were gone. She said he pulled out without finishing.

I asked if that was the first time.

She admitted it wasn’t.

Back at the old house he used to Snap her pics and videos of his dick. One night the three of us were watching a movie and I got up to piss. She reached over, pulled his cock out, and started sucking him. She said she had him in her mouth until she heard the toilet flush. She got off him fast, he tucked it away, and they sat there like nothing happened.

We’ve always had a really good sex life. That’s not the issue. The part that’s fucking with me is how long she hid this. And now I keep thinking Tyler probably wasn’t the only one.

I don’t even know how to start this without sounding like I’ve completely lost my mind, so I’ll just say it:
Last night my wife went on a date with the same friend who’s already fucked her twice in our house. She left around 7. She didn’t come home until almost 1 a.m. And when she did, she still had his cum inside her.

We’ve been escalating fast. First I showed him her nudes. Then I watched him fuck her on our couch. Then she spent the next day sexting him. Then I invited him back, laid out purple lingerie for her, and watched her answer the door in it and fuck him in our bed. Then she sucked me off and swallowed before we fell asleep.

But this was different.

A couple days ago he texted her and asked if he could take her out. Properly. Dinner, drinks, the whole thing. She showed me the message. I told her to say yes.
She got ready in front of me. Black dress, no bra, the kind of thong that disappears under the fabric. She let me watch her put on makeup and pick out heels. Before she left she kissed me, told me she loved me, and said she’d text updates.

She did.

First text was a photo of her drink at the restaurant, his hand visible on the table near hers.
Second was a bathroom mirror selfie—dress pulled down just enough to show one tit, captioned He keeps staring.
Third, about an hour later: We’re leaving. Going to his place.
After that the messages slowed down, but they didn’t stop.

She sent a photo of her dress on his bedroom floor.
Then one of her on his bed in just the thong, legs open, fingers spreading her pussy so I could see how wet she already was.

Then a short video—his thick cock sliding into her from behind while she looked at the camera, biting her lip, the wet sound of him pushing deep clearly audible. The caption was just Wish you were here watching.

I sat on our couch with my cock in my hand the entire time, heart pounding, checking my phone like an addict. She kept sending little updates between rounds.

He just bent me over the edge of his bed and fucked me so hard I could barely stay on my feet. I came with his hand around my throat.

He made me ride him so he could watch my tits bounce. I came again with him that deep.
He flipped me onto my back, pushed my knees to my chest, and railed me until I was shaking and drooling. He won’t stop. He keeps telling me how good my married pussy feels.

He just came inside me for the first time! So fucking deep. I can feel it leaking out already.
He’s hard again. He’s fucking me slow this time, making me feel every inch. I can’t stop moaning.
Second load. Still inside me. He told me to keep it in on the drive home.

Around 12:40 she texted: On my way home. Still full of him. Legs are shaking.
She walked through the door a little after 1. Hair messy, lipstick gone, that same black dress slightly wrinkled and clinging to her. She looked wrecked in the best way—flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, thighs still a little slick. The second the door closed she kissed me hard, and I could taste him on her tongue. She didn’t even make it to the bedroom before she was pulling my cock out and telling me everything in a low, hoarse voice while she stroked me.

How he barely touched his food at dinner because he kept his hand high on her thigh the whole time, fingers occasionally brushing under the hem of her dress. How the second they got inside his place he had her pressed against the door, dress shoved up, two fingers already buried in her while he told her how much he’d been thinking about her cunt since the last time.

How he bent her over the arm of his couch first and fucked her hard and fast until she came with her face in the cushion. How he then took her to the bedroom, ripped the thong off, and made her ride him so he could watch every bounce and every expression. How he flipped her onto her back, folded her in half, and pounded her so deep she started crying from how good it felt. How he came inside her the first time with a groan and stayed buried until he softened, then got hard again while still inside her and fucked her slow and filthy the second time, whispering how he loved pumping her full while her husband waited at home.

How she came so hard on that second round that her legs were still trembling when she got dressed.
She was still dripping when she climbed on top of me and sank down onto my cock, his cum making everything wetter. She rode me hard, whispering every remaining detail—how his cock felt thicker when he was about to finish, how he made her push it back in with her fingers after the first load so it wouldn’t leak out too fast, how he’d told her to text him the second she got home so he could know she’d kept him inside her the whole drive.

I came harder than I had in weeks, buried in her while she kept talking.
Now it’s the next day. She slept naked, with that post-sex glow she only gets after a really good fuck.

There’s a faint bruise on her hip from his grip and a little dried cum still on her inner thigh.

I should probably feel jealous. Or insecure. Or like I’ve let this go too far.
Instead I’m hard again, already thinking about the next time she leaves the house to go see him… or maybe someone else.

My ex-girlfriend (f26) becomes a slut when she is drunk. She was trying to not drink at all when she was out as she gets drunk pretty quick.

She turns me (m29) on the most when she is tipsy btw because she is so slutty.

They had a team building with her coworkers and there is a guy who I really hated. He had been trying so hard with her, but I heard how he talks about her to the others. Like how bad he wants to fuck her and all the most disrespecting ways just objectifying her. She is pretty attractive, the kind of girl every ass fetish guy wants to fuck. Tanned, brunette, juicy ass, curvy fit body, slutty face.

I felt weird when she left for the party, but she was like it will be fine she doesn’t want to stay long. She stopped texting me after 2 hours and I just couldn’t reach her for the rest of the night. I was really worried then I just received a video via imessage and it was a short clip of my girl bending over in doggy on a bed getting fucked. Seemed like the guy just started to fuck her. He fucks her slowly at the beginning of the video. She is naked, ass fully exposed. Chest down, ass is arching, her hands on her head. Pretty obvious that the guy put her in this exact position. I could hear it from her quiet moans that these are the slutty drunk moans. My dick got hard. I figured that this should be that guy I mentioned earlier.

Few seconds into the video he obviously realizes that recording takes the attention from her. He switches hands and start to fuck her more rapidly then the video just ends.

I felt disrespected, I was mad at that cheating slut but it turned me on so bad. It was obvious that he took her home. I just started to jerk off to the vid. Watched it over and over again. Then one hour later I received some texts from the same number. Detailed description how hard he was fucking her for an hour and how amazing of a blowjob she gave him.

She came home in the morning saying she slept at her friend’s place. I just started to play the video. She was shocked. Felt ashamed, couldn’t even say anything…

I once slept with a girl that I met at the gym… she trained all the time and I asked her for a pair of her smelly used gym socks… she gave me a pair that stunk (like vinegar)… she thought I wanted them to sniff myself…

I took them home and pretended to take them off my feet… then playfully held them over my girlfriends face saying ‘do my socks smell?’ Laughing…. She laughed too, saying ‘ew they stink… get them away from me’….

I playfully held them over her mouth and nose ensuring she got a good taste of the smell…

Found it a huge turn on