Sir, I Really Enjoy Your Blog And Anything You Do Here. I Have A Question About Size. Did Any Cheating

There are safe words.  She can absolutely say no, but she doesn’t.  It’s an amazing feeling, getting swept away by that passion and letting your ID drive.

Reactivated Cheater

It didn’t take long.  The woman I fucked from my previous “Deactivated Cheater” post created a new account and reached out last week.  She shared that she felt guilty immediately after we fucked and it was worse when she tried to turn it all off by deactivating, but she started to feel the itch and horny again.  She read my blog post about her and it turned her on instead of scaring her.  

We chatted for a bit and I told her to come over.  She was hesitant and said if she did, she didn’t want anything to happen.  I told her that I wanted her to come over exactly because something will happen.  She said we should just flirt and talk dirty on here.  I told her that we already had each other and words just won’t scratch that itch.  After a bit of back and forth of talking dirty on here, she agreed to come over.  She came over after she left work early after lunch and when she arrived, we didn’t say a word to each other for 15 minutes.  We jumped right into kissing and caressing each other.  The first things she said were a husky whisper of, “I need you in me.”  It didn’t take much encouraging as I peeled off her skin-tight jeans and ripped her panties off, to her surprise.

I could feel how wet she was with the tip of my cock, as I ran it between her pussy lips.  Her mouth opened with a silent scream as I slid into her slowly, deeper with each thrust.  I put my finger in her mouth so she could suck on it while I penetrated her.  She asked if I was going to cum in her again and I said yes.  She said another thing that scared her was that she had sex with her husband in the evening of the day that I fucked her and came in her.  She said she knew her husband was likely tasting my cum and feeling it as he fucked her.  It scared her at first, but later on she said it turned her on.  She wrapped her legs around me and said, “Good,” after I said i was going to cum in her.

Again, as we fucked, she became increasingly vulgar, which I loved.

It was a great session, for sure.  I haven’t heard back from her yet, but that’s cool.  I’m sure I will.

Neighbor again

I fucked my cheating neighbor again last night.  I came back from a work trip in the afternoon and she came over after work under the premise of “working out.”  She had to park in my garage so nobody would see her car in my driveway.  I love the sneaking around.

Anyway, she has been sexing me, wanting more.  I ordered a sexy cop costume for her and she wore it for me.  We didn’t have a ton of time, but we made it count and made plans to get together this weekend as well.

I love when a woman dresses up and dances for me.  I’m a dancer too, but I like some private attention.

I can tell, you’re not doing that on purpose at all.  Your slow clicks; pretending to peruse some content.  You intentionally burn seconds and play with your hair, pretending to sound miffed, like you are having trouble with something.  The look you give me over your shoulder as I catch your eyes says that you know you’ve been caught.  I say something innocuous that couldn’t be misconstrued as harassment, like, “we should get a drink.”  It lets you know that I am on to your game.  I don’t ask; I say.  Asking gives you an out.  Saying and stating lets you know that I know you’re a coward if you end your flirting right there.  Make an excuse to your boss why we need to step away.  Tell your husband that you’re working late.  I don’t give a shit.  Figure it out and feel your heart pound as you meet me for that drink.

Anything new going on lately?

Yes, actually.  I just haven’t posted much about my exploits in great detail.

Mothers need to feel sexy and wanted too.  It takes a certain man for her to open up and experience it before it’s too late.  Life is short.

Once you start, you can’t stop.  The thrill of the cheat is intoxicating.  Sometimes it is a connection with one specific lover. Sometimes it is the variety of fucking new people that do not care about your marriage.  You just need that you can love your husband while also enjoying the attention and dominance from another man.  You can hide everything except impregnation, so be careful.

I’ll take, “Things her cuck has to come to terms with,” Alex.

Updates through COVID

I haven’t been traveling that much and I likely will not be traveling for work through the end of the year.

I have, however, continued to find ways to invest in my sexual vices. It’s not something that is fun to blog about right now, when so many do not have the outlets, but I’ve been encouraged to, so I may.

Since things opened up more in Illinois, starting in May, there have been a number of single FWBs that reached out and wanted to get together again.  I resisted the urge at first, but eventually gave in. I met one and it became two, and the flood gates opened up and I was back on the rotation with single friends and a few married friends. Married friends had to deal with logistical issues if husbands were working from home as well.  It both sucked and was a little exciting to work around those sneaky moments.

At some point, online dating took off. Not so much in the sense of traditional dating or women looking for love, but new women became extremely willing to meet and fuck, now more than ever. The thirst was and still is real. Despite women having to work around husband logistics, there was an uptick in women on here and on cheating sites just wanting to act out in fantasy. A surprising number of “just chats” turned into finding pockets of time for local women to step out and fuck. I’ve also noticed a willingness of single and married women alike to introduce me to their friends, who were in a similar situation as them.

The short of it is that I’ve been having a great time, despite the shitty lockdown. The stress has added a wild element of demand for physical satisfaction. I’ll blog some more, since I’ve been encouraged to by a number of you and a recent married friend I met on here wants me to anonymously write about her.