We may be getting a divorce after she caught us I have a wonderful wife and we have been married for nine years now. She does not have the s** drive that I have, and I have a cousin who is in the same situation. My cousin and I have had s** since we were fourteen. We did not stop when she got married. We kept going two years later when I got married. Her husband and I are buddies and she has been friends with my wife. So that made it easy for my cousin and I to keep this going. My wife came home from work Yesterday when my cousin and I were in our motor home. I had no idea she had come home sick. She wondered where I was and why her car was in my shop parking lot. She opened the motor home door and heard us. She walked in softly and stood at the door watching. When I looked in the mirror I saw her standing there. I did NOT want to turn around, and my cousin as me what was wrong, why i stopped, than said come one i want a big one F--k me hard. That made a bad situation worse. She threw the coffee maker at us and walked out. I worried she might get a gun and shoot me or us, so I got dressed and in the house pretty quick. She was in the bathroom with the door open. My cousin went in and talked with her. She told her everything. That was had done this since we were young. that she and her husband had s** issues that made her want s**. But she did not want to damage our marriage. My wife was very calm for some reason. She talked with me calmly but she is far from happy. She slept in the guest room and ask if i wanted a divorce. I said no, and now she is wrestling with the idea is she wants to tell my cousins husband or not. Its pretty tough around here right now. and I fear what will happen if she tells him. He could snap and kill us all, or just leave town and my cousin alone with nothing. I remember all the s** that she and i have had, Not all of that combined is enough to make up for the fear I have of loosing my wife and my life. Loosing my cousin and her husband as our friends. Now we must sit through dinner tomorrow night, our usually week night dinner together. I am a dumbass for sure.

I am an exhibitionist. It all started when I was in eighth standard. We used to live in a three storey building. I had just found out the pleasures of masturbation. I didn't have access to the internet so I had to rely on FTV and other English channels for my sexual entertainment. I used to patiently wait for my parents to go out on some errands. Once I was sure that they won't be back for an hour or two, I would get naked and switch on the TV and tune in to the English channels. I used to be so horny that even I could get off on even a kissing or partially nude scene. I used to roam the entire length and breadth of the house stark naked. After a while, when this started getting boring, I decided to take the thrill up a notch by trying to get out of my house naked. I would first wear something and then go outside to check if my neighbors were at home. When I was sure that they weren't, I would slowly sneak out in the hallway in just my towel. After spending a few minutes getting confident, I would remove my towel and walk around naked. Slowly I expanded my area and started to access the terrace and stood there naked for few minutes before returning back to my room. This went on for a while, before we moved to a new place. The new house was an independent one with proper boundaries surrounding it. I spent the first few days surveying the neighborhood and studying my neighbors. Once I got the first chance alone, I restarted my activities; standing stark naked in my verandah or terrace, all the while feeling nervous as well as excited. The experience and the tension was pure magic. The feeling that someone might be watching you in your naked glory was what got me excited and horny. After standing outside for a while, I would come inside and quickly jerk off. Sometimes when I was very horny, I would eat my cum. I was thin at that time and bit flexible too; once or maybe twice I even managed to lick and suck my own dick. It was one of the most awesome moment of my life. These activities however slowly dwindled as I grew older. Now I live in a different city away from my parents. Once or twice, when I am alone in a deserted area, I would make sure to strip and jerk off and sometimes if I am lucky, I would be caught in my act my unsuspecting strangers who would quickly turn away and pretend that they didn't see anything. I know what I do is wrong but still....

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Last weekend after my first flight landed very late, I ran as fast as I can sprinting full speed for 10 minutes to catch my next flight. The gate number on my ticket was wrong. It had been changed to one right next to where I had originally pulled up to.

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Hope it was a great show! Our realtionship never really worked. Of course now, all these years later I find out about your dad molesting your sister, but you always denied it happening to you. I offered every inch of myself to help any of your problems. I got painful to work so many hours, trying to make things nice for you. We lived in a nice place, had decent wnough things...and I was always broke. You spent your entire paycheck on things you wanted, every week. There was never help on the bills, or anything I wanted to get. You wouldn't even hug me. That one night, that one band came to the area, and I wanted to see them badly. Thanks for buying a ticket for yourself and a friend...instead of the man you lived with. The man who paid all your bills. The man who cooked for you and kept the house clean (you lazy slob). I was angry, and told you so for months beforehand. You had plenty of time to get money ahead for another ticket. I was living on credit cards to pay the rent at the time. You wouldn't even hug me. You left early for the show, for a long day in the big city, with stops at all the fun places. I came home from another 10 hour workday without so much as a sandwich or note waiting for me. I got angrier. I went out for a ride on my bicycle. A long, long ride in the worst part of town (like there is any good part in that town). An hor into the ride I saw the first one. She was Mexican, hot, young and a little drunk. And horny as all hell. It went into her apartment building, an old place dowtown, and we went to the roof. The stairway was good enough, and we didn't get out the door by the time I fucked her. She bent over and I drove. As I was pumping her hard, two girls came home to their top floor apartment. One of them saw us up the stairs, and they both stopped to watch us fuck. She came so hard her knees gave way, and I held her ass up as I finished her off. I stared right at both of them while I did her. She left all embarrased, and I went right up to the other two, who pulled me into their apartment. In less than a minute I was fucking the little one, the chubby one got naked and I did her too. It was a fuckfest and I made them both come really hard. They stayed naked and joked they wanted to see how many it would take to wear me out. Their cousins came over, looking more like a pair o sisters than cousins. I was naked on the sofa getting sucked when they got there. The one who answered the door just told them to get naked, the apartment smelled worsethan an asian whorehouse, and they were wet before the pants hit the floor. I put them face down on the back of the sofa and made them scream too. We spent the rest of the night randomly fucking each other. That made it five women I fucked that night. It took a lot of hot, wet pussy to get rid of my anger and pain towards you. It was the first time since I met you that I relaxed. It was when I knew that being with you was wrong. You had problems for sure, but they were bigger than me or my understanding. I destroyed myself trying to care for you. The door was always open at their apartment for me. That key wasn't for a stockroom at work. I would stop at a payphone when I was on my way there and they would throw out anybody who might have been there. All those 15 hour days I worked became 8 hour days, and the rest of the time I was buried deep in their pussies. They had problems too, but they were working them out normally. I used to see them years later, all of the five involved, and we were great friends. Their husbands always gave me looks, because they said hello too friendly. What was the joke..."I taught them that thing you lik so much...".... Best I moved out of that town. Best I left that all behind. It was a long time ago, and you never got better, it's a shame. I miss my five girlfriends....and I miss you, who was supposed to be my everything.

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