I married my first. We met in high school, and since neither of us went to college, we ended up marrying quite early - I was 22, he 23.

I was never feeling anything sexual towards anyone else, and I was happy with my sex life, not giving another thought about it.

Then, he went to jail. Twelve years. I was devastated. Our children are teens, and, it was really hard, I was preoccupied with all the life's challenges, for the first year.

After that time, for the first time in my life, sex became something I started thinking about, on a regular basis. Visits were sad, and too far in between, so I started my search for pleasure, online, and this is how I, eventually, found this place, among others.

Started buying toys, exploring my sexuality, and even flirting, with random men, just to feel wanted. Then I went further, posted some of my non face photos on a site similar to this one, and the reaction of viewers excited me - men still want me!!!

From there on, it was just a matter of time, before I go further. And I did, it came to me, naturally...

I had sex with four guys, in the last five months, one from which, I am seeing on a regular basis. I am on the pill, and my confession is, that I am finally enjoying life.

What will happen when he gets out? I do not think about that, but for the next ten years, I won't let myself go, won't stop living, and that is, basically, my confession.

I found this website about a week ago and I have read some interesting confessions and I have decided to post my own. About 20 years ago, well 19 and change I was in my last year of high school.  My father got a job across the country working 3 months on/ 1 month off. It was me, my younger bro and my mom most of the time. Long story short after a few accidental run ins between me and my mom , we somehow got on a quid pro quo situation , i mean she at the time was only in her late 30s and I was a late teen so we both had high libidos. 

She had a few things though, she hated the taste of cum so that was a no go to cum there. Also since she almost died giving birth to my bro and the fact that she obviously didnt want me to get her prefnant, cumming in her pussy was a no go and if i ever did, then the whole deal was. She however, over the years never used a condom with my dad because he convinced her to do anal and she either liked it or just got used to it, i never bothered to ask the history of their sex life. Basically she would suck my dick and i could fuck her pussy or ass, but i could only either pulled out or cum in her ass. So yeah i took advantage of this situation and used her ass; i honestly dont recall evert pulling out once.

I will admit, i think for both of us it was weird, but after a while it was, towards rhe end I looked forwars to it, not sure if she did, i assume so. But she was always.down for something, i could get sex any day, and if she was on her period she had no problem with anal only.  When my dad was home it almost never happened; i know i managed to get it a couple times on the weekends if my dad was gone out like fishing or over a friends and my bro was gone out with his friends, but it was still rare. It all stopped after i graduated and left my small town. Well there was one point in my second year of university my lease was up and i was finding a new place and was house sitting my friend apartment while he was gone away for work. She came in and helped me look for a place while my dad was home at the time looked after my brother. I convinced her to let me the couple nights she waa in and aftet that never again.

Even though we did all that , up to now I'm married a nd have kids/ her grandkids with my wife, we act like mom and son. Its like all that happened we both kind of forgot it in a way, like pretend it never happened. 

I think I did ger a love for anal from it though so i endes finding a woman who loves it up the ass and made her my wife!

I'm married but meth is making me want to be a spic slut that serves BWC.

I had tried it years ago as a teen and hadn't used it for years until a few years ago when a girl friend brought some on a trip to Vegas. It's such a powerful sex drug and it makes me really get into different fantasies that I never even knew I would like...but these fantasies don't go away and the urge to make them into reality only gets stronger every day...

Currently it is the idea of telling a local BWC that I will be turning off my camera and leaving my home's doors unlocked before I go to sleep and then seeing what happens. I hope to get rough fucked forced to be his spic slut. I want to record it too.

I feel like this is a fantasy that I want to experience but just am too shy or nervous to go through with it...

I know when it happens I will be here to confess it 🥵🥵

When I was young, I married for money. He was much older than me, I was in my 20s... Such a cliche. And ,as it happens, when I turned 37, he left me a younger model. One might say, I was in luck. Never worked a day in my life, got financially settled, I am still young, so, the world is mine.

Except, it isnt. I am aware of my looks, I looked good back then, I still look good, way better than women my age. But, since our marriage ended, I am lonely.

I havent had sex in 5 years, since then. I still have my needs, which I fulfill in places like this one, but my sex life is dead.

I suffer from autumn/winter blues, so last September I decided to do something about it, go back to the gym, or go to dancing lessons. A friend of mine, while smiling mysteriously, told me that she can recommend her trainer. We giggled like school girls, while she told me how good looking he is.

A young guy, in his early 20s, built like Tarzan, with long hair, and the widest shoulders I ever saw. I started acting like a teen. Joking about how my pancakes would ruin his diet, trying to look the best I could for him. He was flirty too (I still got it), joking "someone is excited to see me" once, when my nipples were piercing through my top.

Eventually, I gathered some courage to ask him to "come by after he is done, on pancakes". He said that I am his last one for the day, and that I just have to wait for him to shower.

As soon as we got inside, he grabbed my by my waist, and kissed me. He is so tall, big and strong, my knees gave up, I almost fell.

I felt his hands on my shoulders - "suck my cock".

I have thought about him many times, in my alone time, and I imagined him, so strong, taking me in his arms, and carrying me to bed, then making passionate love to me. But here I am, on my knees, with his cock in my mouth.

Not much has passed, and I felt, by his grunting, spasming and behavior, that he is about to cum, so I pulled him out, and finished him off with my hand.

He tapped me on my head, like I was a dog, and went into the bathroom.

Such an anticlimax. All the excitement has gone, evaporated into the thin air.

When he got out, he mumbled something about how he is in a rush, and got out.

On our next appointment, I came back to my normal self. I was cold, distanced and uninterested. He noticed that, and asked if everything is alright. I asked him, will he ever finish the pancakes, he missed on last time.

"Nah, I'm good."

So, that is my story of a glorious single life.

Ever dated someone you detest? Someone you are disgusted with?

I am divorced, in my 40s. He left me because I couldnt get pregnant. So I live alone. After such experience, my faith in humanity was lost, so I didnt want to get involved with anyone, ever again.

I work in public service, a place surrounded by men, which made me act like a man myself. I understand that my body is still in good shape, but I have always been everything else, but pretty. Had a severe problem with acne vulgaris at my teens, so, even though it is resolved, it left scars on my heart, besides my face.

Before this, I havent had sex in almost 15 years, since he left me. I did it all by myself. And I never thought I will again.

But, he came along. He was so persevere. I did owe him a favor, something work related, so I agreed to go out with him. He is fat, ugly, ten years older than me, and he smells. Gave him a sympathy hand job after that "date", barely managed to find it underneath that belly of his. And he left me some money.

I am ok, financially. I thought I would be offended, but I felt good. "At least I got something out of it".

We went out again. We tried to have sex, but he is just too fat. Only way he could reach me down there, was for him to get on his back, pull his stomach up, and for me to try to sit on him. Didnt work. Tried from the reverse side. He barely got in. He then tried to lick me, and he even was bad at that, but it did get me off.

This time, he left me a lots of money.

Now, I see him once or twice a week. We have dinner, and go to my place to do something. Since he is, what he is, he usually just jerks off on my feet, while I lie down naked. That, or I give him a hand job.

I earn from him, more than I do on my job.

Still, it makes me wanna puke, whenever I see him.

Over the years I have submitted this story on different forums. As far as I remember I have never submitted it on here. It is 100% true and I like to tell it because I like that people seem to enjoy it. Anyways one time when  I was on my early teens, me and my brother (who is a couple years younger than me) were at our grandparents house for a week in the summer and had to share a room. Somehow we got int looking at each other dicks, convinced him to try sucking it and to sit on it.  Not really much other than that,  actual penetration. Well once we got back we kind of kept it up; by kind of it was just him lying pantsless on his or my bed while I tried to get my dick in his ass. This usually went no where. 

Eventually I learned of lube and a bit after that of finding some KY in my parents room(along with other sex toys) I tried using the lube and after afew tries,  got it in a bit more than the head. So I will say,  from here it was kind of a somewhat constant thing.  I used to jerk off, and when I was going to cum, I would try and put it in.  Needless to say the first few times,  it was a mess and cum over his ass, none in it.  But after a while of trial and error we got at it. By good at it I mean that I eventually got the angle right and knew the best moment to put it in; he got good at relaxing and taking it in.  It went from from cum outside to tip , to eventually all of it no problem. 

I will say,  in the years this went on,  I never fully fucked him.  Only thing close was when  we got good at it and I put it in, I pump his ass while cumming. I never fucked his ass and came in it, which I partially regret not doing it. These days I'm married with kids and a great wife while my brother is actually gay.  So I think he enjoyed every bit of it.

A true story, unlike most of the posts on here...

I've been with my wife for 7 years. Approx 2 years ago we opened up about fantasies and found out we both want to try the hotwife/cuck lifestyle. It took time but we eventually got into the swing of things and have regular group XXX sessions as well as her visiting her bulls solo. 

Our agreement has always been to wear condoms. Mainly to avoid STDs but also in case of pregnancy.

Well 6 months ago she found out she's pregnant. She was super excited and ready for it. 

What I hadnt told her yet was that I had the snip at 19 cause I was so scared of getting someone pregnant as a teen. So she has been fucking her bulls with no protection behind my back, even getting pregnant.

In all honesty it angers me but also turns me on. Our sex has gotten super rough as I've been enjoying taking the anger out on her whilst ramming her pregnant body.we also continued with multiple bulls and it's so hot watching them abuse her.

Anyway, not too sure what to do about the situation but I can always leave and prove the baby isn't mine lol.

Any real advice? 

Pic is of her

This is a question for the ladies plz be honest do y’all think that I’m attractive and am I blessed plz ladies jus give honest opinion if any lonely milf housewife sexy teen are looking for some sex vids or pics all ya gotta do is ask I’ll even do what ya want to see in them jus wanna make your pussy throbe and cum ladies 

Lesbian here. This is a story about how I got into lesbian scat porn, so please, if you're here just to judge and critisize, just go away. I don't need shaming and arguments. I merely want to share my experiences and get answers from like-minded people.

All my life, I've been attracted to girls to the degree of worshipping. I tried being with a man once but it's not my thing. I am obsessed with beautiful girls. I started watching porn in my early teens and I gradually discovered more and more kinky stuff. First, it was the threesomes - I love this so much that if I was not engaged with an amazing woman (she's not into kinks though) I would definitely look for threesomes all the time.

Then I accidentally stumbled upon pics of girls peeing in their mouths. This was one of the most beautiful things I've seen in lesbian porn. I got so obsessed with this idea that I started doing pee sessions myself - I was drinking a lot of water or beer an went into the bathroom and started peeing on myself in different poses, aiming for my mouth or trying to collect it all in a glass and then drink it. I loved that so much that I started doing pee sessions on every shower. I was spending many hours during the night of watching lesbian pee porn, chatting with girls, and peeing in a glass, then drinking it. At certain point, I even asked my girlfriend back then to pee on me. I was sure she will decline and call me a pervert bitch but surprisingly, she agreed. We went in the shower and I kneeled before her and she started peeing on me and I put my mouth on the stream and started drinking. So pleasantly weird activity this was... I felt almost high.

Back to my lesbian porn discoveries. After I found I adore lesbian pee porn, I couldn't even go back to regular one so I went even further. Started watching lesbian domination and BDSM and I loved some particular activities. I soon started experimenting with chains, ropes, and clamps. I found that slapping myself makes me even hornier. Once I asked a girlfriend to slap me in the face during sex and she was repelled off by this idea... Nevertheless, I started finding lesbian domination and facesitting utterly arousing. When combined with pee in mouth, it was divine. I was even more obsessed and now that my tastes escalated, I needed something more and I couldn't go back.

Then, in my search for more activities, I found a video of a woman, sitting on a girl's face, getting a nice rimjob. It was Brazilian porn so I couldn't understand what they're talking but then the woman started shitting in the girl's mouth and I felt so strange... it seemed totally unacceptable, yet amazingly hot that I couldn't stop watching it. I started looking for more and more lesbian scat porn and I couldn't stop masturbating on this. I started doing small scat experiments myself during my shower sessions, along with the pee play. The bravest thing I did though, was to put a small piece in my mouth and spit it out after 20-30 seconds.

I would like to ask those of you, who got into scat porn:

Did you felt the need to try it for real? If yes, what was your experience? If you liked it, what particularly do you like about it? I would love to know all the details you're willing to share.

Thank you in advance!

The Freudian Slip
An erotic, mostly true story (names omitted) of finding the love of my life.

It was my first marriage, but she already had a child when she was a teen. I met her when I was 35, she was 33 and her daughter was 18. She dedicated her life to her daughter and finally when her daughter turned 18, she decided it was time to slow down and find someone special. The honeymoon didn’t last that long in our marriage. I was always ‘too sexual’ for her, always ‘groping her inappropriately’. The final straw was when I found some emails and a text message about how she liked sucking on his dick before he stuck it in her ass. I was a broken man for a long time. I invested myself into my ex-wife 1000%. Her daughter was very beautiful, and I never even once hit on her, or made any moves.
After much therapy, I came out the other end ok. It’s been 15 years and I’m 50 years old now. Sometimes I’ll have anxiety, so I’ll go through my insurance and find a therapist or counselor. My insurance recommended a woman and I called to make an appointment. It took about a week, but the day came and I went to her office and low and behold it was my ex’s daughter (step daughter). She was a bit shocked to see me. She said she saw my name but she was sure it was someone else. She had beautiful long brown hair, nice hourglass figure, brown eyes and soft supple breasts seemingly not strapped in by a bra. She blushed, she knew I was looking.
“It’s been a long long time, dad. What have you been up to? What do you want to talk about today?”
“Well I don’t know how this works, perhaps this is a conflict of interest – because sometimes I think I have PTSD because of what happened between you and your mother. I’ve been ok I guess. Well obviously not perfect, because I’m here…”
“Oh, tell me more…” She said, looking me in the eyes. I shied away, looking down at the floor.
“Don’t be nervous, you can tell me anything.”
“I’ve never been married since your mother left me, I just didn’t want to be hurt again. I feel my life is just bland but I also don’t want to go through the physical and mental pain again.”
“Physical pain?” she asked.
“Depression, when I’m depressed my body aches horribly.”
“Understandable. So I’ll be honest with you, when I moved out and after she did that to you I broke contact with her,” she said still looking at me in the eyes, she smiled, “she ruined her own life to be honest, and she did her best to ruin yours too.”
I looked at her confused, “what do you mean she ruined her life?”
“Take a deep breath, dad.” She laughed, “Can I call you that?”
“Yes, of course. You never got to know your own biological father, so of course you can call me dad.”
“Good, we’re on a Freudian path” she laughed, then continued, “Dad listen, the guy she left you for had her hooked on some bad things. I was away at school and she was smoking meth and crack. The last time I saw her she was at a clinic and had track marks all up and down her legs from heroin usage. You dodged a bullet. She’s tested positive for HIV, and a bunch of STDs – probably from whoring herself out to get drugs. So I couldn’t handle being around her anymore so I cut ties with her. And I found it awful that she did that to you. You were always so nice to her, to me. You expressed your love in so many ways and she shit all over you. I looked up to you, always thinking that when I find a guy or girl that I’d want someone like you. Hell, when my mom met you I had a major crush on you. In a lot of ways I wish you would have kept in contact but I do understand the emotional trauma of what she did pushed you away. I did kind of stalk you, you’re pretty easy to find on Google, so I kept track of you but kept my distance because I didn’t want to remind you of the trauma mom had caused you and me too.”
I didn’t know what to say, it was a lot to take in.
“I just don’t know what to say, that’s horrible what happened to her,” I said, feeling a little bit of peace that the bitch was getting dragged through the sewer like the cunt she was.
She put a hand on mine, “It’s ok dad. You probably feel a lot of rage and anger and that’s why you’re here.”
I looked into her eyes and I melted. She absolutely was putting on the moves.
“Tell you what,” she said, “My last appointment is at 7:30 PM, so why don’t we catch up over some coffee? You’re a coffee drinker, right?”
“Uh, yeah absolutely.”
So I made plans to meet her after she got off at a well-known coffee shop (Starbucks). I was a bit worried that I was taking her kindness wrong, that I was mistaking it for being interested in me.
I got her cell number and left.
On my way to Starbucks she texted me, “What kind of coffee do you want? Already here – I got this round!”
So I texted her I just wanted the house coffee with cream and sugar.
She was sitting at a table with her laptop and I approached her and sat down.
She looked up and smiled, and then gestured around her, “look at all of these nosey people who can’t mind their own business when an attractive looking man sits down near a younger professional female. That’s human psychology, always judging, always making shit up in people’s heads.”
I laughed, “well, they have dirty minds then – forget them. How have you been all these years? You look absolutely stunning, and I’m not saying that out of turn – just letting you know you’ve grown into a very fine woman!”
She blushed, “And how does that line go…” she thought for a second, “you sir, have aged like a fine wine.”
I laughed, “you’re totally hitting on me.”
“I’ve got daddy issues, daddy. Seriously, my mother doesn’t know who she lost. I’ll be honest, I’d take pictures of you and masturbate to them, I had such a huge crush on you. You’d get my panties soaked just by giving me a hug, and well – just being around me, can confirm, you still do.”
My anxiety started to kick in, “is this a joke?”
“Absolutely not. I was so jealous of my mother, I wanted you so bad.”
My dick was getting hard.
“Yeah but you probably have someone special now, and I don’t want you to be unfaithful to them.”
“No, I’ve had a few girlfriends, but nothing serious at all. I’m a single girl enjoying my freedom. I didn’t charge you for the session today. I won’t ever charge you, ok?”
“So you’re a lesbian?” I asked.
“No, I swing both ways,” she laughed and spilled a little bit of her coffee.
“Yeah but I was your father for a few years and …”
“That’s what makes it so hot, you literally are my Freudian sexual fantasy, that step dad that every girl wants to fuck but never gets to fuck and here you are… and well, perhaps this pussy still has a chance?”
I was done talking, I haven’t had sex in years, “It absolutely does.”
We went back to my place, I was nervous as hell.
She unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, “mom lied, she said you had an ugly little dick – this is a thick monster.”
Her lips wrapped around the head and she started sucking. I felt her open her mouth wider and I was in the back of her throat.
She unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her bra off revealing her beautiful breasts, looking up into my eyes as she continued to suck me.
“Daddy, I want you to be bad….” I pulled my shirt off, she caressed my chest and her lips stopped sucking, and she kissed me on the lips, and then let her tongue work its way back down to my throbbing cock. She pushed me down on the sofa, and started going to town on my dick with a passion I’ve never seen before. With her mouth full of my throbbing meat, she’d moan. I felt like I was going to cum, and pulled her head off of my dick.
“Mmmm, daddy likes my mouth,” she said erotically, “wait until daddy’s dick get’s a taste of his daughter’s tight little pussy…”
“You’re a bad girl,” I whispered to her.
“You have no idea daddy, I’ve been a very bad girl.” She moved her naked body across mine, I could feel her soft warm breasts gliding on my skin. Her mouth enveloped mine, her tongue jutting inside my mouth and I could taste her sweet saliva. Her hips swiveled, teasing the head of my cock with her dripping wet pussy. She knew exactly what she was doing.
“Mommy never wanted me to have a dick this good, daddy,” she said as she pushed down on my cock, taking all of me inside her wet, tight hole.
“Make me a good girl, daddy I’ve been so fucking bad!”
I smacked her ass with my hand hard, “Watch your mouth, you know better than to swear around me!”
“Oh yess daddy! I’m so sorry daddy, it’s just that your dick feels so fucking good in me.”
I spanked her again, even harder as her pussy massaged my cock. I grabbed her beautiful tits and licked her nipples. I felt her body tense up, her pussy locked on to my cock – all of her muscles tightened and she let out a scream and began bucking wildly.
“Oh fuck daddy, daddddy your cock is so good I’m cumming.”
I felt a flow of warmth dripping down my balls as she collapsed on top of me.
I held her tightly and kissed her forehead as she panted, I could feel her pussy muscles convulsing in pleasure around my hard dick.
She whispered, “daddy, I always wanted to taste your cum…”
She got up and knelt between my legs and started stroking my cock, then licking it with her tongue.
Her lips gently kissed the tip of my penis, and then she swallowed it. I could feel my balls tightening up, and she cupped them in one hand and stroked my cock with the other as she blew me.
I called her name, “I’m going to cum.”
She didn’t relent, she quickened her pace, sucking harder, stroking faster. I emptied my balls in her mouth. Pulsating over and over, cum sprayed into her warm wanting mouth. I could feel her gulping down each ejaculation as I lost complete control of my body. I grabbed her head and pulled her lips down to the base of my cock and kept coming in the back of her throat. She swallowed it all.
We decided to date, and after a few years we tied the knot. Some people might be wondering about the legalities, but I never legally adopted her. My ex-wife and I were only married for about 3 years. My “stepdaughter” moved out when she was 19, almost 20 – but she always treated me with respect and we were pretty good friends. The last we heard, my ex moved to another state, and she might have passed on from a drug overdose. Neither my new wife, nor I want to research it or find out. I guess that's what prompted me to write it on Motherless. She's Motherless - and has been for a long time it seems.
Anyhow: That’s how I met my second wife. We have a lot of fun, and we’re extremely in love and she’s pregnant now. She’s due in 3 months! Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes you have to walk through fire – but understand that things will eventually get better, it just might take some time.
No, that picture isn’t her – I chose it because it looks like her (so much so that it could be her twin lol).
We still do daddy daughter role playing! I’m also ok with her having some fun with women if she wants but she chooses not to.
“You fulfill my fantasies, daddy.”
Real? Fake? I don't really care if anyone believes it - I just needed to vent.
Peace.

Friday Night….

On a warm Friday evening back in 2019, around 6p, I get a desperate call from my best friend… “Can you stay at the house this weekend, entertain her, please” he desperately begins the call with? “Her” is his wife… I chime in “yeah man, she’s definitely feeling lonely lately” I say as I push for specifics…

(her and I chat, he and I chat, offering my opinion is very common as this has been the topic of conversation for quite some time)

Ignoring me completely, he continues,

“She keeps busting my balls, calling every 10 mins. She feels isolated, alone, you know how she is!” Again, I chime in, “brother she’s 40, the kids are almost out of the house, she wants you to spend time with her, take her to dinner, do shit”. He wants to respond but has nothing, he knows I’m right. “Brother, you both can afford to go do things, she wants to go places, experience life”.

For the record, and totally off topic. this man’s wife has the greatest pair of big fat tits. For those who think “bigger is better”, this is the one! Furthermore,
she’s thick but tone with dirty blonde hair, about 5’7”. Thinking about it, she has Kitty Lee’s body with a much prettier face.. A very attractive woman with a body built for fucking.

(according to hubby, she has a high sex drive and is very open minded… Cocksucker hit the lotto for sure)

With a long sigh he annoyingly utters what I could see coming from a mile away, “I don’t have time for this, Bobby is about to go on, can you stay at my place and keep her off my back so I can enjoy myself?”

And there it is…..

Honestly, he’s frustrated, I get it. He plans ahead for this weekend long festival well in advance, keeps her in the loop through the entire process, it’s kind of fucked thats she’s laying this guilt trip on him while he’s hours away. I’m torn, he’s been dropping the ball with regard to their marriage for a while now.. Then again, this is his once a year “get fucked up and jam out with thousands of dirty hippies weekend, “I suppose she should honor that.

Regardless…

Reluctantly, I respond with Sure man, I’ll head up there now and hang with her….” (honestly, I just want to hang at home, rub one out and crash, it’s been a long week but fuck it, she’s good people and fun to drink with)

Relieved, he replies “text me when you get up there, I’ll call and let her know, thanks brother” and quickly hangs up.. I set the phone down, take a deep breath, collect my shit and prepare for my hour long trip….

A bit of background on the friendship. Buddy and his wife married young, 18-19, had kids, they’re in their teens. We’ve known each other for about 20 years and they are 4-5 years my senior.

For the last few years we do dinner on Friday evenings at their place, a modest spot in the middle of cow country. We smoke, drink and eat well. I normally stay the night, sometimes sticking around on Saturdays to help with ongoing renovation projects.

We’re all an open book by the way, we know everything about each other. It’s actually very nice, I enjoy their company, as they definitely enjoy mine..

I’m divorced, have a great job and a high school age kid. I also have a very comfortable couch and plenty of food in a decent suburban apartment.
An apartment I will enjoy some other time, my drive is complete..

Teresa (wife) is on the porch, shorts, tank top, drinking a rum and coke. She has her hair in a ponytail, which is new for her. She normally dresses like a Sunday school teacher. Her hair always down, outfits very conservative, “boring” is the best way to put it. She certainly doesn’t show off her figure, her gigantic tits always put away, which is a shame quite frankly..

With a hug and peck on the cheek, I make a sarcastic comment, as I normally do, “sweet handle bar, you’re missing one side”. Teresa gives me a “you’re not funny” smirk” and proceeds to tell me that she’s been “experimenting with new styles”.

I waste no time, “you got it, flaunt it, I know Sam (hubby) would like to see more of you experimenting”. She immediately lets out a laugh, like, a quick chuckle filled with doubt, if that makes sense?

Again, in a serious tone I proclaim, “seriously, switch it up, show him you still got it, let him see other men gawk at you, get that little head going…..” She looks at me defeated and says “he knows what I have, what he has access to. He chooses to ignore me” using her hands to outline her breasts and body, exactly how the Price is Right women would display a new prize.. “I’m lonely, tired of being treated like I don’t exist. Months ago I asked him to sit the festival out” she exclaimed. “I asked if we could go away, focus on us for a minute, that I needed him…” Starting to well up, she rhetorically asks “Where is he” as she walks into the house….

So here I am, barely been there 10 minutes, she’s already crying and I’m on the porch by myself thinking “you couldn’t of talked about something else, you had to immediately bring up her failing marriage, good job jackass”….

She’s a strong woman, emotional and poetic, but tough. It wasn’t long before I hear her calling my name from inside the house. I take a deep breath and head inside. Teresa is in the kitchen, she cleaned herself up and is mixing both of a strong cocktail. Without missing a beat, she hands me my drink, we cheers and take a sip as she immediately picks up from where we left off.

As she starts to speak I take a step forward and gently lean in to give her a warm, comforting hug. I definitely surprised the shit out of her. At first she was stiff as board, cold, surprised at my very forward act. It took a minute before you could feel her body relax…. Not saying a word, we stood there hugging, my arms around her upper shoulders, hers around d my waste. Both of us, a firm yet gentle embrace, you could tell it meant something. It was quite nice if I’m being honest.

(being a dude, I have to point out how great her tits felt pressed against my chest, I finally have visual confirmation, as well as touch, of just how fucking big they are. Her puffy hard nipples, pressed against my chest, perfecto!)

After what felt like 20 minutes, I now have a rock hard dick so I pull away. “You’re a smart, beautiful, sexy woman who deserves happiness” I say, as I try to conceal my very obvious excitement. She looks at me and smiles as I conclude my thought “ponytail and tank top, my new favorite look” as I look down, laser focused on her giant titties that were currently on display, hours and hours of fun, beautiful cleavage, no bra)

Remember when I said “we know everything about each other?” It’s no secret hubby and I both have a thing for huge giant titties, conversations she’s been privy too, normally just giggling and walking away.. Staring down at them was certainly knew, however, she was well aware of my infatuation, in general, for big natural breasts. Yeah, I’ve looked at her, but nothing more than looking, in my head she’s a no-go, off limits..

It’s at that moment, still in our embrace, she says “I have to come clean”. Oh boy” spews out of my mouth as I question her, not with words, but wi5 the look in my eyes….

“I’ve had a crush on you for the last 20 years.” And don’t worry, Sam knows, he thinks it’s funny. “But, I want you to know, I’ve always had a thing for you.” Shocked, I ask “When me and the ex visited you, is this why you treated her poorly? Shaking her head in agreement, Teresa responds “that bitch took you for granted, treated you like shit for years”, you deserved better, fuck her”.

I laugh out loud as I share “she’s my one and only bad lay, dead inside and in the sack, terribly boring with no enthusiasm, a waste……” Teresa chuckles and shares “well, at least Sam has a big dick but I fantasize about other people when he fucks me. The one or two times a month he does fuck me, I keep my eyes closed, I go through the motions to keep my life semi-normal, but I’m not in love with him anymore, too many years have gone by, I’m over it”.

“Teresa, I had no idea it was this bad, I know he can be a dick, but never thought it was on this level, what are you going to do?” Teresa takes a step back, grabs our drinks and confidently shares “Hanna has three years of school left” as she hands me my drink, “once she graduates and goes to college, I’m leaving”. Her eyes start to fill with tears as we both take a big gulp of intoxicatingly strong rum and cokes… She leans over, grabs a tissue and wipes her eyes as we both take a well deserved gulp of mind numbing spirits…

Our drinks polished off, Teresa quickly time for another” as she grabs my glass and heads for the counter…… Unsure of what to say, completely blown away with the last hour of my life, Teresa swings her head around, ponytail in the air, and says “I’m sorry if my confession has made you uncomfortable, that was not my intention, I just needed you to know” as she turned her head forward to focus on drinks.

I don’t know what came over me, but I felt this urge to hold her.. The last hour had quickly turned in an emotional adventure for the two of us. However, she had a minimum of three years of hell to go through, which saddened me. I had lived that life and it miserable, my heart ached for her.

Throwing caution to the wind, I walked over and wrapped my arms around her stomach, careful to stay below her breasts, resting my head on her shoulder. She took a deep breath and reached for my arms. I whispered in her ear, “I’m here for you” as she let out a whimper and sigh of relief.

It wasn’t long before my dick was coming to life.. She was absolutely pressing her ass just enough for my guy to feel it. Moving from side to side, T was knowingly trying to get me hard and I could care less. I whisper in her ear “I know what you’re doing”, as I begin to mirror her movements, moving my dick from side to side, pushing in….

With both a whimper and deep breath Teresa takes her hand and begins to run it along my covered dick.. “Oh yeah” she says as I let out a gentle moan, immediately, and slowly, moving my fingers to the base of her giant breasts. I think to myself, “Finally” as I open my hands and grab the biggest pair of tits I’ve ever felt. Teresa let’s out a soft moan, catching her breath enough to say “please fuck me!”

Im so fucking hard I can’t stand it, as I respond “soon baby, soon” as I move my right hand inside her waistband, her pussy and clit my targets. She moans out again as I take my left hand, already squeezing and pinching her left nipple, I quickly grab her throat, pulling her head to my my face, forcefully, T whimpering away “How bad do do you want my dick in you” I whisper as she runs her tongue along her upper lip..

3 seconds later, and not missing a beat, Teresa, her hand in my pants now, my dick in hand……. Actually, it’s more like, “Teresa the magician, her hands suddenly down my pants, with a king fu grip on my dick, a grip so tight she could tell you how many beats per minute my heart was pumping” she’s rapid fire jerking me, it’s to tip, long strong stokes……

In return, my left hand still gripping her neck and my right hand buried in her pussy, I have two fingers fucking her pussy while rubbing and pressing her clit with her thumb.. T, well, she starts to moan and loudly and shake as she nutted all all over my fingers….

Teresa hadn’t been touched like this for some time, that was evident!

I nibble on her ear lobe, as she catches her breath, still feeling the effects of my fingers…. I whisper, “now you can have my dick”, slide me into your pussy” as I turn her to the right, and bend her over her kitchen table.. With my dick rock hard and still in her hand, I grab her ponytail and make my way for her opening.. With my left hand, now gripping the sexiest tits I’ve ever played with, I turn her head toward mine and say “that’s my pussy” as she loudly grunts out “take your pussy” as she rests my dickhead at the opening of her love canal..

Deep breath, deep breath as I tease Teresa with my dick, ready to push in fully, sliding in, the phone rang.. I pause, caught of guard by the phone, I say “fucking figures” as T slams her ass backwards and takes my dick…. “Yeah it does” she says as I quickly remember what my objective is….Pony-tail pulled back, left hand firmly holding a giant tit, sexy mom/wife panting as her wet pussy is ready to make a mess, I lay into to her, hard, deep, and aggressive, phone ringing off the hook…..

Let’s be honest… This didn’t last long… 5-6 minutes later, as our hearts race, Teresa screams out “you’re going to make me cum” in what I can only describe as a surprised tone.. “You’re pussy s soaked i murmur, ponytail still in hand, her back still arched, her moans and pants, now similar to a countdown. She’s ready to blow boys!! I give her everything I have, table creaking, both of us moaning loudly, Teresa’s pussy tightens…..

That’s all it took! In unison, I thrusted as deep as I could into her tightened pussy, and fucking unloaded as T let me know just how appreciative she was, nearly falling over as she came all over my dick. With her ponytail still in hand, left titty still firmly in my clutch, I bit on her ear and neck as we both appreciated just felt the effects of a fantastic nut……

A few minutes later, both of us, chuckling and giddy, completely spun from what just happened, get a drink of water. As I’m guzzling like a thirsty African baby, T pipes up and says “I haven’t came like that in years” as she stood back and took a sip of water, almost shocked at what happened. I ask if everything is ok and she quickly says “oh yes” as she intentionally spills water out of her mouth and down her huge jugs. “Thirsty” she asks as I quickly do what a man with a huge natural tit fetish does, as I grab both tits, in a loving embrace, pull them to my face, kiss her deeply and begin sucking her nipples………

Oh yeah, the ringing phone? That was Sam, I forgot to let him know I had arrived… No worries, 60 seconds after pumping his wife full of my nut, as I’m sucking her tits, Sam called back.. T answered, out of breath, Sam completely unfazed, he babbled away, praising me up and down to T, as she stroked my dick.

Sam, “so happy” that I “gave up my weekend to help him out”, requested me on the phone.. “Yo brother” I shout as he immediately thanks me then starts a long winded diatribe, excited to share the highlights of the bands, the setting and the great food. T, left to her own devices, grabs my dick, fat tits swinging, full naked body, she leads me by my dick to the couch as she holds up two fingers…. Sam, he’s still raving about his stress free hippy induced weekend, clueless to the fact that as I say ”sounds like so much fun brother” his wife is on her back, legs spread, pussy soaked, guiding my dick back in the very same spot Sam used to call home.. Round 2 has indeed started,,

Sam called back the next day, he and I on the phone for quite awhile. I remember him saying “its much more relaxed now” as he immediately started the process of repeating the same shit he said the night before, which led to him thanking me again for getting his wife off his back… “Yeah man, she seems happy to have company” I blurt out as he asks for me to put her on the phone…

“Oh man, she’s at the market” I say, as Sam chuckles quite loudly, blurting out “yeah she loves spending my money,” as he chuckled on, eventually saying “I’ll call later” as he hung up…. I’d imagine he saw a half naked dirty chick, or dudes eating shrooms, which is why he just hung up.. He was “on to the next one” ass they say…

Speaking of which…

I’m triple checking to make sure the phone is off screaming out “I can’t hold it anymore!” T, mouth soaked with saliva and spit, and clearly not at the market, grabs my nuts and slams her face to the base of my dick, not missing a beat, or drop, as she emptied my sack deep in her throat… Like a bitch, I screamed out as I felt every last drop empty my nuts. By the way, a second orgasm not long after a man’s first orgasm is quite intense, it’s quite nice!

Teresa enjoyed sucking my dick with her husband on the phone. Admittedly, I enjoyed it as well. The threat of getting caught is quite addictive. So much so, we test the limits of our sexual prowess weekly. I fuck my friends wife regularly, right under his nose..

Case in point-

Friday before Christmas, while Sam sits in his recliner, stoned out of his mind, eating cookies zoned out, Teresa and I will go for a night walk. Sam completely unfazed and happy to have the tv to himself, clueless that his wife and over night guest are 20 ft away, watching him watch tv, fucking like school kids. Me squeezing her nipples, smacking that ass, pulling her hair, drilling her pussy! Teresa, holding onto a tree, taking my dick from behind like the good girl she is, her fat little pussy tightening as she cums, while empty my seed deep into her, fully embraced, while hubby watches cartoons or some shit…

Or right now.. He just got in the shower. T, in a flannel, no bra, immediately goes in and grabs a tissue, making sure the coast is clear. Sam, fully engulfed in washing his ass has no idea his wife literally walked out of the bathroom, about 10ft, slide her pants down and sat on his buddies dick. Of course, I’m unbuttoning and pulling the monsters out, as the smell of Irish Spring permeates the air..

Till next time..