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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 AdultConfessions.com 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 Female / 31

    My husband and I grew up very religious. I've out grown it, he has gotten more invested. We were virgins when we married. Were still virgins 8 months later. Our minister had to talk him into consummating the marriage because he believes that sexual intercourse is r**e. He believes all sexual pleasure is a sin. He believes that touching my breasts, that oral sex and penetrative sex are all too kinky. He likes to dry hump fully clothed until he cums after which he prays for forgiveness.

    I never felt that sex itself was a sin. i believed that sex outside of marriage was a sin. I hated that I had desires that were so tough to control. I would masturbate to orgasm and would think I was damned for enjoying it. Then I got married and looked forward to sex and after 8 years I've had actual sex five times. This resulted in two children. Since penetrative sex is r**e and too kinky it's only for procreation.

    I met a woman at work who thought I was insane. After a lot of conversations about her sex life, I tried to get my husband to loosen up. Didn't work. He thought I was under Satan's influence. My sexual frustration was effective my entire life. My friend and I went out. She knew a couple guys who met up with us. It was a set up. One of the guys paid me a lot of attention. We went to my friend's place. The man kissed me, touched me. I resisted but his hands and passion. My friends kept encouraging me and insisting I just touch him or let him touch me. It was too much.

    He suckled my breasts, used his fingers between my legs, alcohol lowered my resistance and he gave me oral sex. My god. Then, he gave me sex. I could never go back to what I had before. Two years later, I've been having sex with other men whenever I can manage it. I know it's a sin but I've improved my work life to where I think I can support myself with child support and I'm filing for divorce soon. I can't live with him and his nonsense anymore.

    #42798 — Comments (3) — Dec 29, 2018 at 1:26 PM — That's Juicy! (15) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 27

    He calls me his little slut... I just about have an orgasm every time I see those word on my messages. I knew him when I was a teen, I'm in my latest 20's now and married.. But not to him. My husband and I are usually very adventurous, sexually.. But not like this. My husband doesn't know anything of this. He knows I'm talking to this old friend and has made me send him nudes but what he doesn't know is that I talk to him a lot more.. I love my husband, mind you. And I love our life together. But there's something about this that gives you a rush of adrenaline like never before.
    This friend is not in the same country anymore, moved abroad before we ever really knew each other. He was dating someone I knew and that was about it...
    A couple of days ago, we started messaging. He was tired of his vanilla sex and me, I was just tired of the same monotonous routine. Although I love my husband very much, he's been getting very frustrated with everything lately and more than ever, I always seem to be the scapegoat... I've missed that connection.. The intimacy.. It's now just wham! Bam! Thank you ma'am.. Then he goes and sits in his den and drinks till he has to pass out... I don't know what it is, I did everything and anything (still do) to please him. Maybe he's bored of me?
    Anyway, back to the confession.. So this friend of mine, he listens, asks me about my day and just when I least expect it, tells me a good pounding.. I've missed that, you see. Then he goes on to tell me what he wants to do to me... How he wants to eat me, Fuck me ...ugghhh I get so horny.. Then yesterday, he says, "goodnight, my little slut". I almost squirted my pants! Has anyone felt this way. Shut I feel so guilty but so good!

    #42796 — Comments (3) — Dec 29, 2018 at 10:51 AM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 27

    I cheated on my husband. Not physically but through texts. Our sex life had been dwindling down for the past year or so and I think both of us were just really miserable and instead of talking to each other about it, I shut him out. We're very kinky, otherwise. We've had threesomes, mmf, mmmf, we've experimented with all sorts... I've had snow blown up my assignment and then have a guy ducks me in the ads while I was deepthroating my husband, I've blown his cousin while he fucked me... That kinda thing...
    So anyway, I connected with an old friend and one thing led to another and we were sending each other and sending nudes. My husband found out and was angry, hurt, the works... I can't blame him. Then came yesterday, I was still feeling so guilty. He came home drunk and tells me to give him a blowjob. The best one I've ever given. I did and we fucked for hours. He then made me take a nude and send it to the friend I was texting... And from now on, I'm under his command. When he tells me to suck, who to suck, I do it. Not just because of the guilt. I love it. I'm a slut. I need the cocks. This friend is coming to town in a few months and I've been instructed that when he does, I am to go meet him, blow him, let him fucking me like the little who're that I am...
    Is this the beginning of a new life?

    #42781 — Comments (2) — Dec 28, 2018 at 2:06 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 43

    First, while I love my husband dearly, he just does not do it for me sexually, so I cheat. I cheat frequently and aggressively, despite my religious beliefs and church involvement. I need other men in my life, and I go with both black and white men, equal opportunity. I am very discreet and my husband never knows anything about my affairs or flings, and I cause him no embarrassment. None. Second, because I'm black and he's white, the risk of a "surprise" mixed-race baby is non-existent. As a result, once I get to know my partners and their histories, and once we get tested together and prove that we're both clean, I let them ride me bareback. In fact, I demand that. I demand it because I love the feeling of real meat and real cream, and because I love being pregnant. I've had six children and although they have all been born during my marriage to my white husband and his name appears as "father" on all the birth certificates, only one of the six is actually his biological child. The other five were fathered by five different men, three black and two white. My husband often marvels at how different our children all are (especially the one who is sooooo dark, even darker than me), even though three of them do bear some resemblance to me. None of them look like my husband, not even the one that is his biological child. The reason I raise this, however, is statistical. All six of my children are considered legitimate, but five of them are in reality illegitimate. And I know for a fact that I'm not the only woman in this position: I have three black female friends who have done similar things, though not to the same degree. Thus, the statistics are misleading. There are more bastards (I know that word is used pejoratively, but I truly, truly LOVE the word) in the world than anybody knows.

    #42775 — Comments (4) — Dec 27, 2018 at 1:45 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 29

    I'm a cheater. There's no other word it. I've hurt my husband and family. When my children grow up, they will find out about it. And it will hurt them too. I was only thinking about myself when I did it. I told myself I was lonely, that my husband was too busy for me and when we were together we were always busy on our phones or too drunk. That was a fucking lie I told myself to sleep better at night. Truth is, I fucked up. I got lazy and cold. So I started making excuse sto sit somewhere else and drink... Not to cheat, that was never my intention at first. Then one day, this old acquaintance hits me up and we started chatting about life and whatnot. And from there on, one thing led to another... We'd never meet, just messages.. Then my husband found out. He's hurt, angry. I broke him.. And I just wish I could rewind back time and not have been so fucking selfish...

    #42765 — Comments (0) — Dec 27, 2018 at 7:23 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 34

    Over the summer, I had to go to this week long training seminar. It wasn't just the place I work for, but several other similar business involved. Hundreds of people, most totally unknown.

    It was long days of boredom. Listening, watching presentations, trying to stay awake.

    On the second day, a group decided to go out drinking after class. I was invited. Several drinks later, most of us ended up back in someone room. There was more drinking. We started playing some sexy games. Started with strip poker. Progressed to some sort of truth or dare/spin the bottle type hybrid. I don't remember a lot of the finer points there.

    I do remember that night, only one other girl stayed as things heated up. I remember saying I was married several times, and I wasn't going to have sex with anyone. I do remember getting down to just my panties. Kissing, and being touched and well...heavy making out with several guys. I was fingered while watching the other girl have sex with two guys.

    After a very blurry several hours, I remember being convinced to get on my knees and letting several guys cum all over me. My face, chest, just all over.

    When I woke up the next morning, I was on the floor just inside the door of my room, still in just my panties. I don't remember getting there. Awful headache and I was a mess. I was late to the session that morning cause of having to shower and scrub to get all the dried cum off of me and out of my hair...and masturbate thinking of what I had done.

    That night I was invited again. This time was a bit smaller, more intimate. No going out either, this was straight to the room. Was a different room than the night before, but at least two of the guys were the same. The girl from the previous night was also there, and some other girl.

    It wasn't long before the sexy games started up again, but quickly petered out that time. The third girl decided to leave after doing very little. The other one was riding some guy on the chair already, and that left me with four men.

    I made out with all of them. Kissing, licking, groping, rubbing, fingering, stroking...it was intense. I ended up on the bed, surrounded by them. One moved to pull my panties away and I reminded them i am married and no fucking. No sooner had I said that, than the one kneeling next to me grabbed my hair, turned me towards him and shoves his cock down my throat. I ended up sucking and stroking them all off. I hadn't intended to let things go that far either but they had.

    The next day, I ended up spending my lunch break sucking off one of the guys too. That night...back to party central. I hesitated less that time, and had the first guy in my mouth in like half an hour after getting there. I was in just my panties again in no time. I use my hands, my mouth, my breasts to pleasure several men. Loving every moment of it.

    Once more, laying back on the bed with men around me as I pleasured them. Someone went to remove my panties again. I reminded them...for the thousandth time...no fucking. He said he wasn't, just figured I deserved some pleasure too. So I let him. He fingered me and went down on me. His tongue hitting my oh so sensitive clit, and his fingers curling to just the right spot inside me. I came in moments, and it was body shaking.

    I barely registered through my orgasmic haze that he was on top of me. That his bare cock was pressing against my soaking wet pussy...and then sliding inside me. My eyes went wide in shock and I looked at him, he had this shit eating asshole half grin on his face. I called him an asshole. Then told him to fuck me. It wasn't long before he was cumming inside me, and I was orgasming all over his thick cock.

    When he got off of me, another man climbed on top of me and fucked me too. I let him. At this point...what difference did it make? So I cheated...again...twice in one night. He fucked me with long slow strokes. He was older, with a graying beard and knew what he was doing. Varying his tempo, sliding out of me then thrusting back in...I came again...and again. He went to pull out when his own orgasms started and I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him deeper inside me.

    Fifth and final night. I was of course asked to join the party again. I didn't answer right off. Instead, I went to my room after class. Stared at myself in the mirror. Drank from the mini bar. After a lengthy debate with myself I said...fuck it. I went.

    This time, I didn't play any games. I didn't bother. I was already half drunk and knew what I was there for anyway. I walked in the door, dropped my dress, bra and panties and was straddling the nearest guy on the couch. Kissing him hard, feeling his hands all over me. I undid his trousers and pulled his cock out and straight in to my cheating pussy with no discussion. After he came in me, I was moved to the bed. I was gangbanged for the first time ever. It lasted for hours. Men inside me, men in my mouth. I came more times than I ever imagined possible. When I made it to my room after midnight, my legs were shaky. I hadn't put any clothes back on. I had cum running down my legs, coating my face, chest, and hair. I fell in to a deep, happy slumber.

    Then...I came back home to normal. Boring. Sigh.

    I also volunteered for the next trip eagerly.

    #42750 — Comments (15) — Dec 25, 2018 at 10:32 PM — That's Juicy! (29) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 38

    As my husband went on his annual Christmas eve golfing event this morning, I text Jay one of our neighbors. He might only be seventeen, but he has an eight and half inch cock and definitely knows how to use it. These past couple of months though, I've introduced the young man to cunnilingus and he's a natural. Last week with my husband at work, Jay went down on me for over an hour, tonguing my pussy and asshole before thrusting his cock up both my holes. I'd orgasmed countless times with him licking and sucking on my clitty, by the time he rammed his cock into my pussy. Today will be no exception as my husband tee's off. Only I'm going to face sit Jay when he calls by soon, and see how he handles it. I cannot wait.

    #42734 — Comments (1) — Dec 24, 2018 at 3:10 AM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 27

    Before I married Tim, I explained that I cannot pair bond sexually with a person. That's just the way it is. I need a lot of sex from both men and women. The amount of hard cocks wanting in out there is awesome and I want all I can get while still young enough to indulge. Tim said, "o.k." and we married. I don't create a big scene but he knows that I'm at it now and then.

    I'm sure this is difficult for some to grasp but that's it for me. I even love a threesome with any combination of genders. I want sex while it is there for me. I know at some point it won't be. I've been eaten out while fucked hard and for those who have not done it, give it a try and perhaps you will get a clue.

    #42728 — Comments (3) — Dec 23, 2018 at 11:52 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Male / 39

    My 36 year old wife doesn't know that I have been fucking her 24 year old sister since before we were married ten years ago. Yes I know she was 14 at the time. It was her idea.

    I married my wife not because I was in love with her but because she proposed, offered me a very expensive diamond encrusted signet ring and gave me a trust fund to yield a nice allowance and all I had to do was fuck her once a week and be her escort to various functions from time to time and oh yeah get her pregnant. The plan was she takes care of her family business where she is the CEO and I am the house husband who takes care of raising the kids and keeping house. Not bad. She has long hours and gets home around 9 at night most of the time. Her little sister practically lives here though technically she lives with their retired parents. As soon as my wife takes off for the office (six days a week) little sis pulls up in her little sports car and struts in, knocks me down on the bed rips our clothes off and we fuck like teenagers. Yes I take care of the kids and do all the household chores like a good house husband but You'd be surprised how much less time that takes compared to what my wife thinks it takes since she never did housework before. I get at least two hours a day to fuck my wife's sister and occasionally a friend of hers who joins in.

    #42699 — Comments (0) — Dec 21, 2018 at 2:45 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 27

    So I love my husband.... At least I think I do... He makes it really hard for me to do so. ...im a very outspoken person.. Headstrong, according to my husband... And he hates it. I met him when I was 17, he was 25.. And we hit it off immediately. Except for the fact that we didn't date right away. We were actually best friends at one point. He had a girlfriend, and I went through my course of relationships until I turned 19... That's when we first made out. Sad thing is, he keeps telling me I forced him into a relationship... I didn't. We'd done stuff over and over and after a couple of months, I kept asking him where he thought what we were doing would go to... He finally asked me out. No... I didn't push him to ask me out. So we started dating. One thing led to the other and we'd have sex... Tons and tons of kinky sex. I loved it and so did he. It even went so kinky to the extend where we pretended I was asleep so his friend could fuck me... Sadly, I was so disgustedby that friend, but I did it to please him... But that encounter woke up something in me I never realized I had. A thirst for being a dirty little whore who'll say yes to anything. So that's what I did. I said yes to each and everything... And everyone...

    We're married now... We've done stuff with his friends, his cousins, etc... But everytime I bring up someone from my side, it's never good enough... Now, all he does is complain.. Like he's bored of me. Maybe it's more. ..at first, I thought that was getting tired of the sane routine, so I tried doing something new... But he disregarded that.. Said he didn't want to do it.. I'm shocked.. Cause he's been arranging guys so why are girls a no-no?
    Then yesterday happened, he got sloshed. . ..fucking grade A sloshed... And then he went on to tell me how much he hates me... And he actually wished me dead. Well his exact words were, "you deserve everything coming to you, health wise... Hope you die of a brain tumor (my dad died of a brain tumor "...
    Anyway, duck all or not.... I don't think he loves me anymore. .fuck

    #42675 — Comments (8) — Dec 19, 2018 at 12:19 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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