r/sluttycheating

Hey everyone I'm kelly 38 F married mom. And I want to admit that I am a serial cheater. Yes I know I am a horrible woman and person. I have cheated on my husband for most of our marriage 15 years. Honestly growing up I saw my mom with a lot of different men so I really thought that cheating was a norm thing.

I know now that I am wrong and that something might be wrong with me. As of recent I have been having battles with myself. Like I don't want to do this anymore I stopped sleeping with other men and sort of became a huge loner. Cause of this like I no longer talk to other men I just work go home do what needs to be done like dinner laundry spending time with my family and shut myself out from the world.

I want to see a therapist but honestly I am embarrassed and ashamed of it cause how cheating is frowned upon. I just want to be normal but feel like I'm just a lost cause and so undeserving.

You can keep it anonymous and i'll post it publicly or if you want to get really specific and detailed it can be private just for you :)

Like the title says, I have a sex issue… at least I think so?

I’m horny all the time and it’s just never enough. My boyfriend and I have sex once a day, sometimes twice. But he’s very busy with work, the gym, and side hustles… and so am I, but I always make time. I have to.

At work I can get so worked up and wet, and then my mind goes into all these bad scenarios and I feel like I could fuck anything. So I excuse myself to the toilet and go to town on myself, one hand over my mouth and the other deep in my pussy, almost every single time I’m at the office.

When I’m working from home, I’m always plugged up. I can’t even count how many times I cum, and after 2–3 minutes I can go again.

The sex I have with my boyfriend is really good and nasty, just how I like it. But we can’t be too loud because of our current roommate situation, and whenever we’re home alone during the day he’s too conscious of our neighbours… it’s really frustrating and it’s honestly made my horny state even worse.

If you’ve read my previous posts, you’ll understand that I like to fantasise about places I’m at, especially when I’m fucking myself senseless. I don’t actually do anything, but the fantasies alone make me wet.

I know men are very attracted to me and I always get attention when I enter a room, and it just charges my sexual energy. Luckily I love my boyfriend a lot and I never get tempted, I just end up fucking him senseless whenever I can.

Like the last post about the festival and my kink for grabbing, I was fantasising about being grabbed by men, but my boyfriend was all over me because yes, I looked very good. I just ended up enjoying the looks men gave me and the way they tried hitting on me, only to get dragged away by my boyfriend. It made me really horny. I couldn’t even rub my butt on anyone because my boyfriend made sure he protected me while we walked through the crowd (which was a bummer lol). I kind of like the innocence of it, but yeah… best believe I dragged him to the toilet three times. I sucked him deep while rubbing myself hard, and the third time I fucked him.

Sadly, when we got home he couldn’t go anymore while I was at peak horniness, and the whole day had just been building me up…
Then the next morning I woke him up with the best head, but he had to stop me halfway to go pee. Fml… I had to wait until midnight.

At this point, whenever he’s gone, I do everything I need to do and then just bask in my horniness, masturbating and playing with myself. I move so much, get all my toys out, watch porn or read stories, or go deep into my own fantasies and think about situations I’ve been in or could be in.

And the more I cum, the more deprived I become, and the darker my thoughts get.

Every month I seem to have a new fixation. Last time it was my physio, then it was grabbing, or my boyfriend’s friends who are into me running a train on me.

Like I said, I never act on it, but fuck… when I see those people again I get so wet and horny, especially when I notice their lust for me. The funny thing is they would never guess how I feel because I never let anything show.

Anyway, this is my way of coping with all of this.

And I’m curious… is it normal to masturbate this much and crave sex all the time?

Can guys even keep up? Because I know all guys say they could, but could you actually?

I’ll never forget the look in her eyes when I broke her little seal and it was official. She was cheating on her husband. Her vows destroyed.

The look in her eyes in those first few moments was amazing and conveyed so much to me. That looked conveyed…

…that she realized her marriage vows were broken when my tip “popped” in
…that she understood she was willingly betraying the man she loved when I slid up against her fertile little womb
…that she was scared at first but so happy she took this step. Her little pussy craved another cock and she was so happy it was mine
…pure happiness that she no longer belonged to just one man, her high school sweetheart. He was her first and only . . . until now
…confidence that this would not be the last time with me

That look, although relatively brief, told me everything and was the best part!

I’m going to a festival in Amsterdam this weekend with my boyfriend and two friends (m&f) and I honestly cannot stop thinking about the attention I’m gonna get there.

There’s just something about festivals that makes me feel insanely hot. The outfits, the music, the packed crowds, dancing with people pressed against you, random eye contact with strangers, guys looking you up and down while you walk past them. I already get a lot of male attention normally and festivals make it feel even more intense.

I keep fantasizing about squeezing through crowds and brushing against people “accidentally,” guys touching my waist to pass by, dancing too close to strangers for a second before disappearing back into the crowd. The thought of all those random men wanting me while I’m there with my boyfriend is honestly such a turn on.and whenever I find myself with my fingers deep in my pussy the scenarios turn even darker

I’m not even looking to cheat or anything. I think I’m just addicted to that feeling of being desired and perceived in that environment. It’s like this mix of confidence, adrenaline and sexual tension and lately I can’t stop thinking about it.

But a “accidental” brush against someone’s crotch (which is inevitable tbh sometimes) i definitely want and need that.

I'm on a work trip right now. My company booked me a hotel like usual, but my long-distance girlfriend/FWB lives in this city, so I stayed at her place instead. We're doing mostly online/FaceTime stuff. I knew she had a guy she sometimes hooks up with. I'd heard about him, but had not met him until last night.

I got to her house after a company dinner, still in my work dress and heels, tipsy and already wired because I hadn't seen her in person in months. We made out in her hallway like teenagers. Then there was a knock at the back door. So yeah, Her FWB came over.

We were all drinking in her kitchen, eating pasta, and she had her hand up my dress under the table. It got comfortable fast. She had bought a chocolate cake, whipped cream, strawberries, honey, all of it. Apparently she had a plan.

At some point dinner just stopped being dinner. She fed me cake with her fingers, then kissed me with chocolate still in my mouth. He watched. It was insanely hot. Then my dress came off in the kitchen.

They put whipped cream and chocolate on me. It was sticky and cold and and kind of gross, honestly, but also so hot I could barely stand up. My girlfriend was licking chocolate off my tits while this guy put his hands on my hips and I immediately spread my legs more.

I ended up sitting on the kitchen island in just my heels while they basically used me as dessert. Chocolate on my tits, honey on my stomach, whipped cream everywhere (yes, everywhere). My girlfriend went down on me right there in the kitchen while he held me still, and I came so hard I almost slipped off the counter. The whole thing was so stupid and dirty at the same time.

Then he fucked me on the kitchen island while she was behind me, kissing my neck and touching me. She loved every second of watching me lose my mind. That was the hottest part, honestly. Not him, exactly. Her seeing me like that.

some point they switched around and he was fucking her while she had her mouth on me, and I don't even know how to describe that. It was messy and awkward in places. Someone knocked over a glass. I got honey in my hair and cum on my face. She laughed with her face between my legs.

We eventually made it to the bedroom, but the kitchen is the part burned into my brain. The counter was sticky. The cake was destroyed. There were strawberries smashed on a plate. I remember lying there later, naked and disgusting, eating cake out of the box with them like that was a normal thing to do after getting wrecked in someone's kitchen.

He left early this morning. She is asleep next to me, the house smells like sex and chocolate, and I have to put on professional clothes soon and go sit in a meeting. I’m not feeling especially corporate right now lol

I (32m) go on either daily runs at night or in the morning. At the grocery store down the street I met M (26f). As many times as I go to the store we would chat. Told me she was married, a 2 yr old, and happens to live down the street.

During my evening runs I pass by their tiny apartment and would also chat with her. Our conversations went from friendly talks to talks about her husband not being enough, some sexual jokes etc.

To shorten the story we ended up hooking up on one of my evening runs. Best fuck I’ve ever had.

She was quick to talk shit about her husband, even tho he worked long hours to provide for her and their kid. My wife was getting suspicious about my activities so I went on early morning runs and swung by her apartment as soon as her husband left for work.

She’s pregnant now and we haven’t had a conversation about whose it is, but she says her husband is excited.

I 22f have had a cheating kink for yearsss but never acted on it, online or in person, and kept it a secret just lurking online and reading other peoples experiences or watching vids but now I got my story of my own:)

Over the weekend I fucked the guy I’ve had a crush on at the gym for months. I go to the gym every Friday at the same time when I get off work and he’s always there. This time he approached me and my fucking heart was racing but I told him I had a bf and he said he didn’t care which turned me on 😭

Long story short I left my phone in my bag in the locker room and left with him in his truck. The windows were tinted and he had condoms so we fucked in an empty parking lot and he was sooooo goooood. Muscular, arrogant, rude about my bf, kinda smelled like he had been working out but mixed with cologne 👀 WOW. I came harder as fuck on his lap riding him before he took me back and luckily nobody had been blowing up my phone. I worked out for a bit longer and went home the same time I usually would. My bf never suspected a thing and I’ve been rubbing myself to it since 😈

When I was 23m I had a buddy in the Army with a wife who was very sexy and she knew it. Everyone knew it, one of those things everyone knows but doesn’t openly talk about out of respect. She was Hispanic, petite, nice rack and a bubble butt. We were stationed in the heat so she didn’t wear much either.

One night they threw a huge party. 15-20 people had to be packed in their house and everyone was getting lit. Later that night, my buddy had way too much. It took me and another friend plus his wife to get him cleaned up and safely put to bed. By this point the music was off and everyone was gone except the clean up crew but then the other guy left too, leaving just me and her.

We were both buzzed but not too much, I don’t really drink and neither does she. When we went downstairs I offered to clean up and it didn’t take long to have our tongues in each other’s mouths.. I sucked her tits and pressed her against the counter before picking her up and sitting here there. I ate her pussy before fucking her, filing her up with my 7” cock and hitting places her husband never could. She came on my dick and told me it was her first time ever experiencing that.

From there on, we had an affair for about 6 months. We would meet in parking lots, she’d come to my apartment, and I even fucked her in their house again in their marital bed a few times. Basically wherever and however we could get around her husband. She really leaned into it, she would talk to him on the phone sometimes while we were fucking or she sucked me, I wiped my dick off on his pillow case, stayed overnight when he was away training, came on her wedding ring and so on.

Eventually the guilt overwhelmed her and she ended it, she was a crying mess. I held her and told her I understood, I’d never coerce a woman into anything. Told her to hit me up if she wanted to resume and it never happened but I was friends with them for a while after

I’m a 26 yr old married female realtor cheating with a 54 year old married male contractor. We work together on houses I’m showing and he’s fixing up. It’s a family business and we’ve been meeting at the houses we are working on maybe twice a week 4 yrs now.

Most of the time there’s no furniture and it’s all dusty due to the construction. So he has an ottoman in his truck for when we meet up. The sex is amazing and l love how his very rough hands feel all over my body, but also love the excitement of getting away with it for this long.

It’s been very easy and convenient. Nobody suspects it because of our age gap plus we’re both married. My parents, my husband, his wife, we all work together and it’s my job to do walk throughs and check in on the properties. Which he as the contractor meets me to make sure he did the job right.

l love my job!

My wife has two work friends that I’ve always had a crush on. A few times I’ve imagined being with them but lately I’ve thought about being with them together behind my wife’s back.

They come over to my house and my wife runs out to get something. They start kissing and I join them. Pretty soon we’re all naked and one is on top of the other so I have access to both of their little honey holes. I start to fuck then both and as we get a rhythm going I wait for them both to orgasm and then I start to switch…sliding out of one and into the other and keep this up until I’m ready to explode.

When I’m ready to explode I shoot my first rope in one, pull out and enter the other and continue shooting. And I keep switching until I’m empty. We clean up and look normal when my wife returns.

They both get pregnant and my wife has to watch their bellies grow for 9 months and watch them be ecstatically happy!

My husband, my friends and l (all late 20s) frequent a local bar in town. There are many things to do there from darts to pool to arcade games to rooftop smoking area etc… anyways there are many instances when our group gets separated here and there.

The bartenders/ manager (55) is a huge man. 6’6” very muscular and intimidating but very nice. Specially to me. For the past year or so I’ve been sneaking away to his office when everyone else is occupied.

The first time we just kissed and he fondled me all over but l got nervous and left his office. Afterwards he said to wear a skirt next time. So l did.

He is very forward and aggressive which is what turns me on. He knows exactly when theres an open window for us to disappear for a few minutes here and there as to not get caught.

There are nights when we fuck several times over like a 4 to 5 hour period. I just wish it wasn’t always so rushed. Other than this, it’s hard for me to get away with him for longer.

Honestly, nothing is better than being beside my fiance(f29) which were laying in bed. Her doom scrolling on her phone while im snapping other girls and messaging some on kik. Them sending me pics and videos for me, doing things to please me that my boring vanilla fiance never could

A friend of mine gf started texting me telling me all the things she wanted to do to me and sent a few pictures of herself.
Her BF is a friend of a friend so I got in touch with him and let him know what was going on. He didn’t believe me. I showed him the proof he said it’s fake. She doesn’t want me she doesn’t even like me and me to fuck off.
I hit her up.
She was upset I told but was willing to get over it. Before I know it she was on her knees looking up at me as she took me in deep. Moaning with her mouth full. I leaned forward and smacked her ass. I told I want that ass. I grabbed her shoulders throw her down and told her “arch that back and bring that ass up” she did. I bite her fine ass then spit on her asshole. Started slow by putting in just the tip then going deeper with each stroke until I had it all in. She moaned with each thrust. Until I couldn’t hold it and longer and emptied my load in her ass.

I ran into an ex at the store and after catching up for a bit. She told me she lives with her boyfriend not too far from me and we should catch up.
She texted me about a hour later. Asking if I remember the back roads we use to take rides and smoke on. I told her I remember more then that like the road head she use to give and how I almost crashed the 1st time she made me nut from it. She said we should take a ride down memory lane.
I picked her up on the corner so he couldn’t see her get in my car. Soon as she got in I lit up and we started smoking as I hit the back roads. In between hits she was rubbing on my dick. Telling me how much she misses these days. I looked her in the eyes and told her pull it out and let’s relive them.
She unbuckled her seatbelt. Leaned over started licking my shaft up and down. Her ass was in the air and I started fingering her wet pussy, she started morning with a her mouthful. I told her what a good slut she is. She started taking it deep while playing with my balls. Her BF started texting her where was she and when was she coming home. She started stroking me while sucking me. She said she needed my cum before she went home. As we got near there building I couldn’t hold it anymore I held her head down and came down her throat. She swallowed it all and as I dropped her off she said she could still taste me and we should do it again sometime

My ex and I have been divorced for years now and we have both since remarried. I have this deep desire to invite myself over to drop something off to her at her house and we start talking.

She’s a bit nervous because her husband is due back soon and he’d be pissed if he knew she was there alone with me but we talk anyway. We both tell each other that the other is looking good and catch up a bit. Knowing he and I don’t get along and that her night would be rough if he came home and found me there, I start to make my exit and as she’s showing me the door I kiss her quickly and my hand cups her breast. She stops but I can feel her breathing change. I’m about to end it so I don’t make her too uncomfortable when I feel her tongue pierce through my lips.

So she does miss me.

I squeeze her boob tighter and explore her through our kiss a bit more. Knowing how she used to be, I take a gamble and end the kiss, turning her around, grabbing a handful of hair and bending her over the couch, which is by the door. I lock the door to be safe as I’m lifting her dress up.

“But we’re both married!” She says, but she doesn’t stop me. “What if they find out?”

I already have my pants unzipped and I’m pulled out, rock hard when I pull her panties to the side, slide my tip in and say “then be a good girl and don’t tell them!”

I slide all the way in and her body surrenders to me. She misses my touch…my feel. Her body remembers my size and shape and quickly forms to me. She’s super wet in a matter of seconds and is really enjoying that familiar feeling of my tip at the neck of her womb. Deep down, she knows her little cinnamon ring belongs to me…it always has. She thinks to herself that it’s not like we’ve never done it before so it’s not really cheating. That justification isn’t good enough and she knows it, which makes this hotter.

“He’ll be home any minute!” She says between gasps. “We need to hurry!”

It doesn’t take long for her to gush on my legs and torso and a few moments later, I fill her up completely. After a moment I pull out and we quickly clean up and make ourselves presentable and I kiss her once more and tell her happy M’s day with a wink and end with “still my good girl!”, which draws a shy smile. Then I’m off before he pulls into the driveway!