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My Cheating Heart
Infidelity. Cheating. It can weigh you down. If you've been unfaithful to a boyfriend, girlfriend, or spouse, you should know that confession is good for the soul.

Tell about what you did, when you did it, and who you did it with. Was it a neighbor? A co-worker? An in-law even? Maybe you had a lapse on a business trip, or you're maintaining a cyber-relationship. Heck, do you have multiple spouses? We want to know!
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Male / 47

    I went to college, got a good job. I even bought a small house but not married. I was playing the single life. My younger brother 6 years younger than me was a spoiled brat being the youngest kid. He got out of high school and work nothing jobs. My brother got a cute girl to marry her. A red head little skinny girl. In no time they got kicked out of their apartment so asked temporarily to live with me. Against my better judgement I let them move in. His wife was hard either of us to get along with. A bitch. After a couple of months I really wanted them out. I couldnât bring dates home with them there. She would walk around braless with her small pointed nipples poking her thin shirts. She started walking around in panties and night shirt. She had a skinny flat butt but I learned to enjoy looking at it. My brother got a job at a golf course and leave for work an hour before me and get in late. I decided to make a move on her and they may get mad and move out. One morning I could hear them having sex and afterwards my brother left for work. I came out of bedroom into kitchen and she was naked and put a used condom in the garbage. She covered best she could with her hands. I lifted her hands away and there stood before me a 100 pound girl with small tits and a thin bush. I turn her around, dropped my pajamas. I entered her without protest from her. When she orgasmed I unloaded into her. As I walked to the bathroom she asked me if I cum inside her and I told her yes. I went out with friends that night, came home and started taking a shower. She got in shower with me and said my brother was passed out drunk. We started in the shower and moved to my bed. Wasnât long we both where sexually exhausted. For approx a month she would drain my balls either in her mouth or inside her c**t. My brother finally got to move into the worker house at his job and they moved out. I was visiting my mom one day and she told me my sisters-in-law was pregnant. I made it a point to go visit them and it was true. I could have had sex with her then but I didnât. She wanted to. I wasnât very experienced with sex before my sister-in-law so I got good experience and confidence. I finally married and have a lovely family of my own now. My brother still hasnât amounted to much and has the one son which i probably father.

    #45587 — Comments (3) — Aug 6, 2019 at 11:11 PM — That's Juicy! (15) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 33

    My husband believes somehow having sex once a month is a far more healthy relationship wise situation to be in, and it "Saves up our passion" for when we do have sex. He couldn't be more wrong, and I tried so hard to convince him otherwise.

    No thing worked so I hired a private investigator to find out if he was having an affair. Nothing, not a thing. So his theory of denial IS his mindset.

    I'm thirty three, healthy, fit and very sexual. I'm good looking, I have a great figure and my 'sex head' at the moment is for much much older men, with large really thick cocks.
    I say at the moment, because when I first cheated nine months ago it was with a couple of younger guys, but they were just hump merchants. And too immature for me.

    Then I met Frank a fellow swimmer who's in his early fifties. I literally saw him getting out of the pool and noticed the sheer size of his cock bulge in his swim gear. He saw me staring and smiled that 'I'd fuck you in a heart beat smile'. Waiting for him to walk out, I sat on my cars hood and let him see up my short skirt. I'd left off my panties and had been slowly touching myself. My pussy was engorged with blodd and I knew when he saw it, he wanted it.
    He walked the ten feet over to me, put his right hand down to my pussy and said "Yours or mine". And that was the start of my sexual fascination with older men.

    Frank took me to his apartment, where we had nearly two hours of the dirtiest sex I'd had in years. His hugely thick cock had my jaw aching and stretched my pussy and ass when he fucked me over and over again. By the time we stopped having sex, I could hardly walk straight. And he laughed as I went to the bathroom. Luckily for me, my husband was at another golf meeting when I got in, so I bathed for a long long time.

    Frank and I still have sex, yet we're not an item and he sees it the way I do. Casual sex, if and when we're free and horny. Which for me right now, is every day.

    Vinny. He's older than Frank, yet I'd say a little fitter. He's a music teacher and loves sluts like me. That's because I met him on an internet site posing as a married slut who gets no fucks. We meet in another town and always at a motel. He uses me like a whore and fucks me like one too. I love his dominant ways, but I love his massive cock more. Vinny is married too, but his wife is frigid and definitely won't allow him to fuck her asshole, which he loves doing with me. It's a meet up, fuck and leave kind of relationship, if you can call it that, but I like it as I have no strings with him.

    The last guy, Jimmy, is a very casual sexual partner. We met through work and I only see him once a month. He's the only one so far, who treats me like a real lady. It doesn't stop him fucking me in his car though, or outdoors which I've grown to love. I don't want to go too much into his background or our liaisons, as he's very private.

    My husband still gets his once a month saved up night of passion, but these days I try to get him off extra quick. Which if you know how with your cervical and pussy muscles, it's no that hard to do.
    He makes out he's satisfied the whole world when he fucks me. Truth be known, it's vanilla sex and its now very very boring.

    #45578 — Comments (1) — Aug 6, 2019 at 8:54 AM — That's Juicy! (22) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Male / 42

    I have a sexting gf. We met at work and were instantly flirty with each other. After a couple months she was promoted to a new office on the other side of the country (we never did anything, other than flirt). Shortly after I started getting flirty texts from her. It didn't take long for the flirty texts to become full on sexting, and she is literally open to anything sexting (These are way past sexual banter, I bought a burner phone so to keep them away from my family's eyes). Here is where my dilemma comes in.

    Last month I had some brain fart and typed in the phone number manually. I sent it to my wife instead (thankfully no pics in that one). I didn't realize what happened until it was already gone. I thought, "No problem, it's on the burner number." I got a response a couple days later.

    My wife responding in kind and continuing the sexy chain. I didn't even know she knew what some of this stuff is, but she followed up and got even dirtier. She even included pics! I JO to her pics almost every day.

    She has become way more sexual since we've been sexting too, but nothing resembling a lot of things in our sexts.

    She is great in bed, but now I wonder if she wants to explore some of the sexuality described in our sexts (at least the 2 person stuff to start out). We routinely sext about thing that we have never done together.

    This has me so horny all the time I JO daily, sometimes multiple times, and we fuck like bunnies almost every night.

    My quandry: do I or don't I, and how if I do?

    #45555 — Comments (1) — Aug 4, 2019 at 6:47 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 22

    In January I had one of the best nights sex I've ever had. It was with a much older man who'd had a massive argument with his wife. He said he was staying over at his brothers for while, and that his brother was away in Germany on business.

    We did just about everything sexual you can, from licking and sucking each others sex, to unbelievably powerful anal sex. It was five in the morning when we finally crashed out and went to sleep. On awakening we had more sex and again in the shower before I left for home.

    Eight hours later I was impaled anally on his cock again, as he fucked me to one amazing orgasm after another. Before I took a taxi home, he told me he was going back to his house the following day. We had sex one more time and I knew I'd probably never see him again.

    Late May I met a fantastic guy, who after a couple of weeks, I went to bed with. His name is Mark, he's my age and he's super sexy. Sex is fantastic and we're always trying out new and exciting things sexually. Then in mid June I finally met his mum. She's awesome and adores me, and within a short time was welcoming me to stay over.
    Marks dad was away working on the rigs, so until nine days ago, I hadn't met him.

    Nine days ago I came face to face with the man who'd briefly separated from his wife. And who'd fucked me for two days, giving me still the best sex I'd experienced.

    We both held ourselves and said nothing. yet I knew he was like me, aching to embrace. For a few days afterwards I told myself I'd have to end my relationship with my boyfriend, even if I so didn't want to. Then two days ago Marks dad turned up at my flat and I couldn't help but invite him in.

    Four hours. That's how long we had sex together. And the kind of dominant sex I'd not experienced before. It was overpowering and earth shattering for me, I literally wept twice as my climaxes overwhelmed me.

    Marks dad has since told me in a weak manner, we cannot have sex again. But we both know that's not going to happen. The deal breaker will be in a weeks time, when Mark travels off to a sports event. His mum is going with him for three days, and even though it's only in Wales, I'm staying put. Not because I have to, but because I know the door of my flat will be open to one man in particular.

    #45490 — Comments (2) — Jul 29, 2019 at 3:30 PM — That's Juicy! (28) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 27

    I moved into a new apartment complex and met some of the people who lived there. I got invited to this party, a mixer and I had this guy all over me and he pushed himself until he proved how tough he was and I got myself fucked. Not the first time. The difference was that I was seriously dating this guy at the time.

    A couple of weeks went by and why I decided to tell the guy I was dating that I had been at that party and I had gotten fucked (I said I had gotten lucky) I will never know. Maybe guilt. He went ballistic, called me all kind of names and told me that he was going to kill that guy. Wow, I said calm down it was just a party, but he pressed me until I told him who it was and he went to that guy's apartment, he carried a golf club I had in my apartment.

    I ran after him, yelling for him to stop. He knocked on the door and he swung at the guy and they guy took the golf club out of his hand and hit him with it sending him to the ground. He grabbed me and asked me what that was all about and I told him, two seconds later I was on the floor of the kitchen and he was yanking my pants off and he got on me and ran his dick into me while my boyfriend watched leaning against the wall. He finished fucking me and he picked up my old boyfriend and thru him out into the hall.

    I got fucked and fucked and fucked until he just couldn't fuck me anymore. I finally was able to get dressed and go back to my apartment when he had fallen asleep. My boyfriend was waiting for me so I told him that it was over, I didn't want him to get the shit beat out of him and it was pretty obvious someone else owned me now. I had never felt I was owned until that night. You can't shake that feeling.

    #45489 — Comments (0) — Jul 29, 2019 at 3:14 PM — That's Juicy! (31) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 37

    I love him. But that doesn't excuse my infidelity with him. I just can't love my husband any more. My divorce will be final in a couple of weeks and I am going to go hide someplace for a couple weeks. The man I love is married.
    I asked his wife to leave him but she wants to stand by her man. Well, when I get back I am going to ask her again. I don't want her to get hurt but he is now my man so she needs to give him a divorce.

    #45475 — Comments (3) — Jul 28, 2019 at 9:15 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove It. ( * )
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 21

    My name is James. I lost the relationship with the girl that I love because I cheated on her. It was the biggest mistake of my life. Now I spend every day giving other guys blowjobs. I am a very embarrassed cock-whore. But I canât do anything about it. I am humiliated proof that the saying is true...âguys caught cheating, get a cock feeding!â I have been giving eight blowjobs a day on average for the last three months and no end is in sight. I am so embarrassed.

    #45469 — Comments (0) — Jul 28, 2019 at 3:11 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 49

    I was 48 years old and married for twenty years. My new company participated heavily in trade shows and being a marketing guy I was assigned to attend a trade show in Monterrey, Mexico. When we got to the hotel we were told that some people hadn't checked out and that there was only one room that night, it had two beds if we wanted to room together we could have it, if not they would try and find me another room at another hotel. It was late and we were hungry and what the hell, we were two experienced travelers and what would one night do to us.

    Jorge was Mexican and he was the lead salesman for Mexico. He knew Monterrey pretty well and we went out to eat at this restaurant and got back around midnight. I turned on the television and sat in the chair by the desk and he got undressed carefully folding his pants and shirt and taking out a long tshirt to sleep in. He slipped his boxers off under his shirt. He came around to the chair and offered me a drink from the minibar, he stood there right beside me, his dick right under his shirt, maybe six inches from my face.

    This feeling overtook me and I leaned over and just took his dick in my mouth and sucked on it. He stepped back falling on the bed and I was out of the chair and sucking his dick, my hand had his dick and I started to pump him and suck him. He didn't stop me, he was reaching down with his hand grabbing at my dick which was still in my pants. Sucking down on his dick I reached down and undid my pants and pushed them down and let my dick out and Jorge took my dick in his hand and started to stroke me. Not a word was said between us. I got my pants off and we positioned ourselves side by side and sucked each other. We were both hard as steel and shoving our dicks into our mouths, both wanting to fuck.

    It was time for me to live my fantasy, I let him touch my ass and I got into position under him and with a lot of help and direction he got his dick going and I enjoyed every split second of it. We slept together for a while but eventually I moved into the other bed to get some sleep. In the morning I sucked his dick again, a slow suck sitting on the bed before we got dressed and went down for breakfast. We didn't need the second room when it was offered and we spent three days getting to know each other, I told him about all of my fantasies and he helped fulfill them one at a time. One of my deepest fantasies was just getting on my hands and knees and bending over with him behind me just fucking me. He had during the day gotten some lubricants and I have to agree that lubricants make a bid difference, although my first dry fuck was worth its weight in gold.

    I have had these fantasies for a very long time, since I was a teenager and I sucked my neighbor's dick. We were fifteen and we never did it again, in fact he was so embarrassed about it that he hardly spoke to me. But it left a mark on me, a mark that I was finally able to live with Jorge on that night in Monterrey. I am much more relaxed now and Jorge is a pro he and I have some good times together.

    #45466 — Comments (0) — Jul 28, 2019 at 9:32 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 35

    Ive been having an affair with the carpenter who is coming to my house to work on the kitchen cabinets and countertops. Long story short the carpenter is actually my husband's cousin, he decided to hire him because he wanted somebody whom he can trust to stay at home with me by ourselves and sometimes by himself in the house.

    He is an attractive man and he started flirting with me behind my husbands back as soon as he started working. I admit I liked feeling this attractive young man flirting with me, I just smiled and didnt stop his advances. Finally one day I was wearing skimpy clothes inside my house because I wanted to be comfortable. He just couldnt help himself any longer, he just kissed me, grabbed me and fucked me on top of the living room sofa... Im not going to lie, after he fucked me for 15 minutes I absolutely loved it! I wasn't taken sexually with such passion and strength by a man in such a long time

    He came back the next day and fucked my brains out once again, even better and dirtier than the day before. I knew at that moment that we were not going to stop, I didnt want to stop! From that day forward, its been an ongoing affair.

    He wants to have sex every day that he comes to the house, many times when he arrives in the mornings, before he even grabs a tool he is already hammering me on top of the kitchens table. Im not going to lie I love it too but many times I leave the house because I dont want him to get behind on his work

    My husband the other night actually asked me what did he did the entire day because he's been noticing the lack of progress in the kitchen. I told him I didnt know because I was in my room all day and didnt even pay attention to him. Yeah of course I wasn't going to tell him that his cousin didnt do anything because he fucked me at 8:30am, at 11am and once again at 3pm.

    I hope my husband doesn't suspect anything, Im very careful about everything in the house. I dont know whats going to happen when he finishes the kitchen though. I hope Im strong enough to just leave it as a kitchen renovation affair.

    #45447 — Comments (5) — Jul 26, 2019 at 11:42 PM — That's Juicy! (20) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 33

    My partner and I got married and bought a house. Six weeks there and our side fence blew down in a storm. Our neighbor came over and said the previous owner had built the fence so it was on our nickel. Not having any experience in the matter we contracted a 'lesbian' contractor to build the fence. Our neighbor told us to stick with Home Depot, no lesbos. I told him I was a lesbo, he said sure but your normal looking, not like that lesbo who we hired to fix the fence.

    We had other run ins with him, a party for lesbos, a Pride flag during Gay Pride week, and of course our lesbo displays of affection in front of him. He pulled me away from my wife. He was jealous. A dirty old man jealous of his lesbo neighbor.

    Time passed, we invited him to dinner, sat for his dog, even went over to give him proper lessons on laundry. No we didn't do his laundry, we taught him how to do it. When his hands got on me I pushed them off, but I put my hands on him, his arm, his shoulder, that sort of thing. My wife reminded me to be careful, but his hands and his eyes had me where he wanted me, thinking of him. I told my wife I wanted to see what it was like, what was the harm, he is an old man, just one time. Don't do that, don't get hurt, she reminded me.

    We don't have an open marriage, but she said if I was going to be stupid, then really be stupid. I started touching, kissing, doing his laundry and he kept asking me what the hell. I said to him straight up, no pun intended, give me a try I was sure he was going to want me again and again. His effort was half hearted, just enough for a lesbo. I said Do it right, prove a man can fuck the lesbo out of me. He got more enthusiastic, but he wanted more woman, pre and post sex. I gave him my all woman treatment and he gave me his all man treatment. I was hooked.

    My wife put up with it for a while, then put her foot down, I told him lesbos can't change, gave him my all woman treatment and kissed him one last time, took my toys and went home to my wife and let her know it was over. Until she got tired of my mopping and sent me back to where I wanted to be. He took me back, I told him I wasn't going to be a lesbo any more and I was going to be all woman for him. But I am married, I have a mortgage, and lesbos don't change.

    So I am a switch hitter, his and hers. All woman on Sunday, all bitch on Monday.

    #45411 — Comments (1) — Jul 23, 2019 at 2:25 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove It.
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