Whether you were the one who cheated or the one who was cheated on, this is the place to spill the beans and let your lustful desires run wild. Was it a one-time fling or an ongoing affair? Did you cheat with a neighbor, coworker, or someone you met online? Maybe you even have multiple partners.

Tell us all 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! Don't hold back, this is the place to share your scandalous tales without judgment. So, what are you waiting for? Let it all out and unburden your cheating heart.

What I am doing is helping the NHS and those my husband, who is a male nurse, looks after on his shifts.
Because he's very busy with extra shifts, he's obviously unable to do his married role in keeping me sexually happy.

So one of neighbours, Andy who's forty three, has very kindly visited me with his gorgeous huge cock, every time my husband has been on shift.
And unlike my husband who won't fuck my arsehole, because he says it's not clinically safe in terms of bacteria, Andy fucks my arsehole as much as I want.

Andy's penis really is enormous compared to my husbands, so every day for the last two months I've taken full advantage of Andy and his beautiful cock.

It makes me extremely happy having the kind of rough sex Andy gives me. And I now crave his wonderful size deep inside my mouth, my vagina and my arsehole.

All this has kept me buzzing with sexual excitement and makes me a happy girl. Which in turn, when my husband occasionally has his day off, I make sure he's looked after and extremely happy too.


  • The older lady is really a bitch. She isn't neighborly at all. Across the street is a young couple with a couple of kids, the wife is from Mexico and she is quite attractive. I tried to make friends but she is shy or something like that. I am lonely, I don't want to work but maybe that is what I need to do to get out. My husband's assignment is for one year and it isn't worth getting a job.

    The woman across the street is named Monica, she is probably thirty or close to it. She is the right height, and she has large hips and big boobs. I see her when she is out with flower beds, wears shorts and tshirt type tops. That morning while she was out working on her flower beds I went over to talk to her and her nipples were hard against her shirt, she caught me looking and pulled her shirt out. I smiled and told her I was sorry, it is just that nice tits and nipples always get your attention. I invited myself in and she offered me a glass of lemonade. Her shorts were a bit tight around the legs, I stared at her, it had been a long time since a woman in tight shorts and big tits got me going.

    If she was uncomfortable she didn't say anything, she stopped trying to get her top to cooperate, her nipples got harder in the air conditioning and poked out against the fabric. I went over and sat beside her and asked if I could touch. Her nipples were really hard between my fingers, as I played with her nipples she kept looking into my eyes so I kissed her. She didn't refuse the kiss and I got my hand completely around her tit, and then when I laid her back onto the couch I got my hand up high in her crotch.

    I kissed and kissed and kissed her, I kissed her hard nipples under her shirt. Getting her shorts loose and pulling them down was hard, her thighs are a bit thick, she helped and I got them off and then her pink panties which were wet, she laid back against the cushion on the couch and I ate her. She was so wet, my tongue slipped in and out of her vagina, and when I got my teeth on her clit she screamed out in Spanish. With my mouth on her clit I fingered her and finger fucked her until she went into a rush of an orgasm.

    Then I kissed her on the mouth again, grabbed her tits, worked my pants off and leaned into her face and she ate into me. It was hard getting dressed again, she was shy and didn't want to look into my eyes, my kisses on her face seemed to make her shier, but she let me kiss her lips, and grab her tits. Saying goodbye to walk back across the street left me wanting more. My last time was way back before I got married, and she wasn't anywhere near as pretty as Monica, or hot either. It must be her Mexican blood.

    Monica is one of those girls who denies how attractive she is, she knows I think she is a goddess, but she is always trying to cover up. I have to take her hands away, and force her to let me see her tits. The minute I straighten up her hands are covering her tits again. But she doesn't stop me from taking all her clothes off, or kissing her or going down on her. She smells fresh, I don't know what soap she uses, but she is always fresh mid morning when we get together. We have moved out of the living room back into her bedroom, the bed is much better to get on her, or to sit on her. Her hips can carry me and I putting the pillow under her head so she has to look straight into my pussy. It is easier too when I grab her head and lean over her and have her eat me.

    I'm still bored, Monica is an hour or two during the day, it is just that there isn't anything to do in this town. I want my husband's assignment to end, but I also don't want it to end. I think Monica has developed strong feelings, and truthfully so have I. We talk about kids a lot, these towns make you want to have kids, that's what all the women do, except those of us who are here on assignment.


    I have met up with my boyfriend a few times while we have been quarantined to relieve our sexual tension since we were used to have sex a couple times a week during college.

    One of the times we met to go for a hike at a secluded park near my house. We rarely see anyone at the park and decided to have some fun. We went slightly off the trail and I pushed him against a tree to give him some head. After I got him hard I had him lay down on a nearby rock by a stream and rode his dick which he loves.

    I was only wearing a bikini top and little red booty shorts so I stripped completely naked and was enjoying the erotic feeling of fucking completely naked in nature. As I was riding him I saw an older guy from the trail and noticed he was jerking his impressive dick watching me ride. My boyfriend couldn't see as he was playing with my tits but I locked eyes with the guy and basically eye fucked the guy while riding my boyfriend. He had a huge orgasm stroking his dick at the same time I did riding my boyfriend and mouthed thank you and then left.

    I never told my boyfriend he was watching and went back to the park for a hike last week around the same time and was kinda hoping to run into that guy. I was incredibly horny and knew it was wrong but not seeing my boyfriend for so long was getting to me.

    I was wearing the same outfit as before and went back to the same area me and my boyfriend fucked. lo and behold the guy was there. I startled him and he laughed and said he had been coming back every day to try to see me again around the same time.

    I asked what he was hoping to see and he came up to me and started to kiss me. I reciprocated and he had his hands all over my body. Rubbing my tits and ass. He then removed my bikini top and shorts and had me lean up against a tree while he ate me out. It felt amazing and I had two great orgasms.

    I then told him I wanted him to experience what he saw me doing to my boyfriend. I removed his shorts and sucked his big dick hard and then had him lay down on that same rock and I mounted him. His dick felt amazing and I rode him hard and fast until he shot his load deep into my pussy. It was a great sexual relief for me and a hot experience I won't forget. I'm sure he has been back looking for me but it was a one time thing for me. Definitely unforgettable though

  • Sick of my husband's excuses for not having sex, I've just had a full on delivery, you could say. And I'm confessing while it's still very fresh in my mind.

    My husband drives for a living and right now is in central Scotland.
    He loves his fishing and motorcycles, so with his job, he orders a lot of things to be delivered.

    One such delivery took place this morning. Only I was so horny, I decided to have some fun. It was I swear, going to be just a suggestion of flashing. Showing the delivery driver my breasts and a very quick glimpse of my pussy.

    But it didn't happen like that. I did let the driver see my breasts. Then as I opened my robe a little to flash him my pussy, it opened fully.

    I had a choice. Close my robe and apologise. Or, ask him inside and let the robe fall completely off.

    It was by no means the most loving of sexual encounters. It never was going to be. I basically took his cock out in our hallway, sucked on it as he felt my breasts, and then kneeling on the bottom steps of our stairs, he thrust into me from behind and fucked me like a piston.

    It was fast, it was forceful and he didn't have the largest of cocks. What he did have, was the energy, the sexual passion and the drive to fuck me to two amazing orgasms.

    When he pulled out to cum all over my arse, he slapped me and said I was a slut.

    I could have taken offence, but he was right. And I proved it by turning around and sucking his cock back into my mouth.

    I didn't stop until he was rock hard and then dragged him with his trousers around his ankles, into our lounge. Getting him to sit on my husband's chair, I put my thighs either side of his and sank onto his erection.

    As I fucked him, and believe me I ground down onto his cock like a woman possessed, he kissed, licked and sucked on my large breasts.
    He lasted a lot lot longer which gave me time to fuck myself on his cock, to one climax after another.
    And when he came a second time, he filled my pussy with his cum.

    He was up, dressed and gone within five minutes promising to call by next week.

    I simply don't care if he does. I'm sat here confessing as I'm sat on my bed. Some of his cum is still seeping out of my pussy and I feel so alive sexually.

    From now on, if my husband won't satisfy me, then I'm going to find other men who will.

    I married 'the guy', what I never expected was sex being so boring, a chore. Nonetheless I stayed, did the family thing, bought the house, took the kids to Disney World. Ten years and I knew I had never been in love. Along came a man, tall, serious, take charge, no nonsense man. I had a spat with him and he took my arm to hold me and spanked me telling me to learn respect and other stuff. My blood pressure must have been 200, but I was unable to speak.

    A couple of weeks later there is a lunch, after lunch he tells me to ride with him. In the car he grabs my thigh, when I tried to take his hand off my thigh he told me to settle down. He pulled the car over into a parking lot and asked me what my problem was. Again, I could not answer, my voice was gone. He rubbed my thigh, touched my breast, and told me that he wanted my pussy.

    I held out, but he got what he wanted, nit once, lots of time. I cheated on my husband and my family, I gave into anal because he wanted something virgin. I made excuses about working late. I lied to my husband. When my husband wanted sex I felt I was heating on my office lover. It took a pregnancy and a secret abortion to end it and quit that job.

    I regret what I did, my husband is unaware, I can only fix this by being the wife I should be and never cheat again. The abortion is killing me inside.

    Sorry for the downer.

  • I was raised as a "good Christian girl." I didn't even have my first kiss until my freshman year of college (followed shortly thereafter by my first time having sex.) I married the guy but it only lasted 2 years before we got divorced. My second marriage lasted 10 years but we divorced 7 years ago. Now I'm a single mom of a 12 year old.

    Shortly after my second divorce I started talking to a much older (by 17 years) married doctor at my work for an anesthesiologist group. We opened up to each other and confided in each other. We met at a restaurant one afternoon and the chemistry was electric. By the end of the visit we were making out and I had his cock in my hand. This was so not like me, but I couldn't help myself and neither could he. I've never in my life experienced the kind of attraction we share. 3 days later we had sex for the first time. I still remember it like it was yesterday. He started by going down on me, and we fucked in multiple positions. He made me come with his cock, something no other man has ever been able to do to me. It was so fucking hot. I love how loud he is when he comes, it turns me on so much. I love sucking his cock, I know exactly what to do to make him go crazy. I love when he fucks me hard from behind, or puts my legs up over his shoulders and slams into me again and again. He doesn't look like the type, a smaller statured Jewish guy in his late 50's, but he fucks me like no other man ever has (and I've been with a couple younger firefighters--they didn't come close.)

    Long story short, that was over 7 years ago and we're still together.
    Every single time we meet up the sex is as hot as it was the first time.
    Just this morning we met in a local
    isolated parking lot and had the
    hottest sex in the backseat of his
    Lexus. At this point our relationship
    is far more than just sexual. We
    love each other and have a connection
    like no other. I know he will never
    divorce his wife (after over 30 years
    together and 3 kids, and he supports
    her parents) but he is the only man
    for me. I love him, and just the thought of being with him gets me wet. The heart wants what it wants.