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I was a total ass and cheated on my husband many times. I don't know why he was great, good sex, good looking, good job . . . yet I couldn't keep my panties on when I'd see a cute younger guy, especially if I knew he had a big one. Five years ago we split up, and 3 years ago he divorced me. I didn't protest, didn't do anything just survived. We saw each other relatively a lot considering we were divorced. We even had sex a few times. Six months ago we started having sex a lot. I gave in and did anything he wanted and told him I'd do whatever he wanted. Then he reminded me that if we ever got together after the divorced he said that I'd have to do things to prove myself to him. I'm back in love and have no intention of cheating on him ever again. However; he has made me kneel naked and had 10 guys masturbate and shoot all over my face, then he came in after they all left me with 17 loads on my face, dripping off onto my boobs, and humiliated me, called me names and made me take my hand and wipe it all up and swallow it all. I was gagging something terrible, he just laughed and said the next weekend with more guys I'd get used to it. He has also made me have threesomes with him and other women, very young, beautiful women. I deserve it all. Finally last night after all the humiliations he did what he always promised. I have had a soda can up my butt since this morning at 8am. I have to have it inside me for 12 hours a day for the next week. I pulled it out to go to the toilet, and I washed up and washed out and he stuck it back in again. Tomorrow I don't get to go, just before it goes in and after it comes out. After a week of this he wants me to do the same in my vagina. He said he will regularly stick his hand in me in both places so that I'm no good to any other man. After all I did to him I deserve it and he deserves me doing whatever he wants.

  • As of recent I have had two gay hook ups with another man, I'm married, mostly str8, but have become more submissive over the last four years, I'm really wanting my wife to take over out love live and become my femdom strap on mistress ...
    In the last four days I have hooked up with another man and sucked him off each time ,swallowing his big load, it was so enjoyable ,,,each time he took his foot and reached under me to feel my hard cock, he was setting up against the headboard of his bed naked, I was fully clothed, lying On my stomach ,I didn't tell him my cock is self locked in my favorite chastity cage, I want so bad for him to instruct me to undress, then being ashamed of my small locked cock, laughter at and ridiculed !
    Calling me a fag and cock sucker, getting him turned on so much he fucks me or becomes forceful with me..
    I want someone to discover my small cock chastity....
    Training me to become submissive in any way he see fit, just a fantasy , but I know soon he will discover my locked cock,ummmmmm, your thoughts please?

    My wife and I have been working on a nasty fantasy together and I might see about making it happen.
    Basically the idea is that I suspect she's cheating and find a pair of her panties that are wet and cummy.
    I decide to punish her for being a slut and hire a guy with a very large and thick cock to help.
    I'd have my wife tied to the bedposts and basically restrained and helpless.
    I want to look right into her eyes as she's punished for being a slut with a rough and hard ass r**e by the guy with the huge cock. I want to see her eyes pop and her mouth go into a big circle as she groans and begs for mercy.
    She wants the ass r**e as much as I do so it's really a shared fantasy. When the guy finishes and pulls out of her ass, I sometimes imagine sucking his cock clean, especially if it's streaked with her fudge.
    All just horny talk between us and not likely to ever happen, but you never know.

  • My younger wife is my sex slave and she loves it. She loves the abuse, the name calling, the spankings, whippings, needles in her vulva and tits, and being written on. She is my slave and fuckpig. She is beautiful and loving, and super sexy. I try to hurt her as a fuckpig as much as possible, recently I made her insert my cock into another (actually more beautiful) woman's asshole and pussy. while I was fucking the woman I made my wife, totally naked, come and pinch and roll my nipples like she knows I prefer so I can cum better. When I was buttfucking the woman I made my wife bring her biggest dildo over and get on all fours on the bed next do us. I made her lube the dildo and I had the woman who had my cock in her ass, ram the dildo up my wifes ass in one stroke. Not slow, but quick. My wife knows to grunt and squeal but she was in pain and we both knew it. I was pounding one of the cutest asses ever and that cute girl was ramming a huge, thick dildo in and out of my wifes ass till I came.

    Sometimes I will feel a compulsion to be used by a man for illicit anonymous sex. I am married and have a son. My husband loves me but my life with him gets so oppressively boring that I can't breath. We both acknowledge that we married too young and probably should have had more experiences but our son came right away and so there was no way out - we were barely out of college and entangled for life. I wanted to leave. In fact I was about to leave 2 years ago when a horrific car crash left my husband's body completely broken and with years of rehabilitation ahead of him. Suddenly I had to become the breadwinner for our family. I couldn't leave after that. I became angry and resentful. I had to become nurse maid to him and do most of the parenting of our son. I had struggled most of my adult life with mental illness: bipolar disorder, well controlled with medication. But after the accident and under the new pressures of my life something just began to snap in me. My world suddenly became a colorless featureless prison with nothing good ahead but the grave and peace. One night during a thunderstorm and in a manic state I began reading and rereading a poem by one of my favorite poets that seemed to be instructing me to hurt my son and his father, burn down my house and walk out onto the highway by our house and let a truck run over me. I was in such a state that it frightened my son who ran out into the rain and got a neighbor who managed to calm me down and get me to a nearby medical center. After some days my doctor decided to put me on a new medication and have me released. I was better almost immediately but something weird was happening to me. In the time after the accident having sex was impossible for us. I never even thought about it anymore. But weeks after being put on the new medication I found that I could rarely think of anything else. A sudden warmth returned. I couldn't cross my legs without feeling a pleasant twinge down there. I started masturbating every night after work in the shower before bed. When my husbands physical therapist came on Wednesday nights. I used to watch his taut sinewy arms lift my husbands tortured legs and work them out to bring back their flexibility. That night in the shower as the warm rivulets of water ran down my soap slick shoulders and back. I grabbed a handful of soapy water and slathered it up the beautiful mound of my smooth shaved vulva. My tingling breasts swayed and flopped as I soaped them. As I gently, slowly fingered my clit I thought of those same sinewy arms lifting my legs but for a totally different purpose. He was lifting them to spread them and put my bum in position for his big mushroom shaped cock head to gain entry into my eager waiting hole. He pushed at the top rubbing and probing. Might tight flesh under his importunate attentions suddenly yielded and became slowly more and more compliant. He went deeper and deeper until I felt the sodden slapping of his balls against my ass. He rutted and grinded in me as I writhed on my back completely open too him - my legs spread like a birds wings- being taken and used like a piece of meat by this stranger. Yes! I was just meat and he was a cleaver!
    And he dealt with me as a cleaver deals with meat. As my hands moved over his back I felt my orgasm coming and tried to hold off by scooting my haunches back and away. But he grabbed my hips and ass with his powerful hands and held me fast pulling me up towards his relentless pounding. He overcame me like an ocean wave and the gush started. I came over and over. I was startled out of my fantasy when the shower water suddenly turned cold

  • Last year I agreed with my gym friend to get a Brazilian job. She helped me get an appointment at her spa, and she told me what would be done. Being a girl who has a lot of body hair I was shocked that I would get my behind waxed too. I went, she drove me, introduced me to the spa lady, I got my gown and closed my eyes as the spa lady went about her business depilating my private parts, the front was not as bad as allowing her to work on my ass. I had never been this bald, at least not since I was little. I was shown the most intimate part of my life in a magnified mirror, including my behind.

    I was nit so much embarrassed as uncomfortable. When the door opened and my friend walked in and she wanted to take a look. Having her open my legs, look into me like that, run her fingers across my lips, touch my little behind. She asked the spa lady for a hot towel and held against my pussy, and massaged me. Of course it felt good, of course I liked it, I just wasn't sure I wanted my friend massage me like that. With a warm cream she took a glass minipenis and fucked my ass while she rubbed deep into my pussy. Yeah, I came, I shook when I came. She wiped me clean with the now warm towel, then bent down and got her mouth all over my pussy, thrusting her tongue into my vagina, then nibbling hard on my clit. When I came again she told me she wanted to kiss me and she wanted me to kiss her back.

    We got dressed, we left a large tip for the spa lady and went back to her place.

    Up to the day we had to stay in, I had three other spa treatments, and God knows how many treatments by her. I am no longer smooth and soft, but her tongue knows just how to treat me to an orgasm, and I love it and her minipenis in my ass. No I don't want a home job, we will wait until the spa can open. I can't wait, and she can't wait because I love her just as smooth and soft and wet and delicious.