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.

My name is Heather and I have been married for 19 years.

I know that some people will call me horrible names for this. Maybe they are right but it won't change anything.

I love my husband, he is a good man, I don't have to work and I have everything I want, but the sex sucks. It always has. I used to tell him that in the beginning and he used to tell me that it will get better when we find our rhythm. Here I am almost 20 years later and we even hardly ever have sex anymore. Our twins have been off at college for two years now, so you would think it was our time to rekindle our relationship. But no.

Well I started taking art classes at the local college to fill the time. I met someone in one of my classes, 2 semester ago. Robert. He is only 28 years old and has been asking me out for months. He has been relentless in telling me how sexy I am. With everything that has been going on, I have been stuck in the house with my husband for more than a month and he hardly notices me. So last week, I told him that I was going out to a friends house. I went over to Rob's house for the first time. When I got there he offered me a drink. I told him I don't drink anymore and I'm not looking for anything permanent because I am married and probably too old for him. But I want to feel sexy again. I asked him if he can live with that and he agreed.

We didn't waste anytime, Rob kissed me and I let him. He peeled my clothes off, one piece at a time. He took off my panties and gave me oral sex until I orgasmed. The first oral sex I've had in 5 years. Then he stood up, took his clothes off. His young body is fit and muscular. His dick is huge and he fucked me with it for almost 2 hours. I had 3 more orgasms. I'm lucky if my husband can last for 15 minutes. When I left I was walking bow legged. When I got home my husband didn't even notice or ask.

I have plans to see Rob again tomorrow. I don't feel one bit guilty.

  • While away for business I went to a massage parlor. I received a massage that was just ok but the finish was awesome. For an extra 40.00 this petite Korean woman gave me the best hand job I ever had. She promised that if came back the next day it would be even better. I felt guilty about it but went back the next day. She had me undress and after a short massage went right to my dick and started sucking while she played with my a-hole. She really took her time. While she worked it I reached out and started rubbing her ass. She was wearing short shorts and I was able to work me finger under the side and started to finger her. I came in her mouth with two fingers buried in her pussy. After it was over she thanked me and I payed her then left My wife called as I was walking out and I immediately guilt remorse but that won't stop me the next time.

    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 couldn't 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. Wasn't 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 didn't. She wanted to. I wasn't 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 hasn't amounted to much and has the one son which i probably father.

  • 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.

    Nothing 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.

    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?

  • 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.