I went on a business trip and share a room with an executive I work with. I'm in good shape, but he has the body of a Greek god. All week he walked around the room in a towel or naked. He had the biggest cock I had ever seen 11 inches long. After a few days, I found myself watching him as we talked at night as he layed on his bed naked. He liked my looking as he would get hard, and jerk himself in front of me. I wished I could touch his cock. That Friday we finished up the work and went out to a bar. I drank to much. The bar was packed and very dark and we had to stand very close, I wanted to kiss him. I felt him unzip my pants and his had on my cock. I got hard, and suddenly I came. I was so embarrassed, but he took his hand out my cum was on it. He held it to my lips and whisper in my ear, Luck it clean. I was his, I do what ever he wanted, l licked my own cum.. Soon we back in our room, he undressed me, kissing my body, then he was naked. His body was magnificent, and his cock fully hard. We sat in a chair, his beautiful cock waiting for me. Come here he said. I said please no. I was crying I'm married don't make me gay. Again he said, come here. I did and knelled before him, I took me by the head and guided his cock in my mouth. I started to gag, from its size but he held me in place slowly he guided more in and soon I was deep throatung him. He last for 20 minutes, my jaw ached, I was sweating like crazy, and my head was spinning. Find he said here it come baby, he pull back his cock but head remained in my mouth. He came I had no choice but to swallow, I didn't think a man could make that much cum. I collapsed holding his leg. I started kiss his leg wanting his cock again. I realized I was hard, I felt him lift me up. And carried me to the bed, then his beautiful mouth was around my cock. I only lasted a few minutes and came. He held me and I fell asleep in his arms. We stayed the whole weekend. On Saturday morning he made me his, taking my anal virginity which I freely gave. I am his completely, I have left my wife, to be his sex toy. His cock is my life, I want it in my mouth constantly, I want to feel the delicious pain of him of his massive cock, destroying my ass. I no longer have to work, as he told me to quit my job. Now my work is being his ready for his cock. He has trained me to cum with touching myself during anal, his cock against my prostate Is so forceful I cum several time during our hour long anal sex sessions. Even when he makes me have anal or oral sex with other men, I cum knowing it gives him pleasure seeing me degaded and abused. I love and live only for my beautiful master. The man who saw the slave I was supposed to be

Showed My Buddy Nude Photos Of My Wife Maybe it was wrong, and she doesn't know. I showed my best friend photos of my wife completely nude. He saw every inch of her naked body. It turned me on and it turns me on more knowing that when he visits he knows exactly what she looks like under her clothes. She'd kill me or divorce me if she knew what I did, but that's half the excitement. My best friend is working on getting his wife to let him photograph her naked so he can show me her photos on the sly too. Sweet! His wife has an awesome ass and perky t*** I'd love to see under her clothes. Yum!

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I am cheating on my wife. I am 49, she is 6 months younger than I am, we have been married for 20+ years. The first 10 or 12 years were good. We had sex 3-4 times a week and usually more than once at each sitting. Then she started going through menopause early at about 32 years old. Sex fell off to about once a month if I pester her enough. I started looking online for at dating sights and CL. Real relief came from a co-worker. I would have lunch with her once in a while, she wasn't happy with sex at home, I wasn't happy. We get together once a week for an extended lunch or tell our respective spouses we have to work a little late and spend a few hours at our hiding place and have wonderful sex. I don't feel guilty, I am just getting my needs taken care of by someone who wants to be intimate. I wish the situation were different because I love my wife but she doesn't appear to be interested in my needs.

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I have a problem. I have had many girlfriends in my life, but I only ever passionately fell head-over-heels in love with one. We met 15 years ago, when I was in my late 20s and she was in her early 20s. We were simply perfect for each other, we loved each other, and we would definitely have got married if it wasn't for one major problem. She was already married and had a small child. When her stupid religious parents learnt she was pregnant, they forced her to marry against her will. This was to save face and stop their family being shamed. By doing that, her parents ruined her life, and maybe mine. We were only together for about one year, but what an intense and passionate year for both of us. We were best friends. We made each other laugh. We made love incessantly, it was the best sex I had ever had and to this day it still remains the best I have ever had. I begged her to leave her husband and come to me. I promised her the world. I would have had no problem being a father to her child. Money shouldn't be a problem no matter how rich or poor a couple is, but I was actually quite well off, so money was definitely not a problem. I told her I would do whatever it took to be with her. We could start again in a new city. I could completely change my life. I didn't care, all I wanted was to be with her. Actually, I was a little bit too desperate. Ok, maybe quite a lot too desperate! But I had never felt such passion before. She very nearly did it. We even looked around at houses and child care. We talked about it. But the family and religious pressure was too strong. Her parents (and her husband's parents) found out. They had a "meeting", like an intervention, and threatened her. It shits me that no-one (except me) cared about her happiness, they only cared about "what the neighbours will say" and how they look to their friends. Talk about fucked up priorities (excuse the language). She disappeared. I desperately tried to find her, but she ran away from it all. After we broke up we had no absolutely no contact for a few years, but then somehow it started again. Now we see each other about once or twice a year, but when we do we almost always end up making love passionately. I don't penetrate her, but we do everything but. Maybe that's my way of convincing myself I'm not doing something wrong. It's the best sex I've ever had. There's just something about her. She's not the hot little thing she was 15 years ago, but she's still very attractive and I just don't care what she looks like. She gives me the most intense orgasms I've ever had, and I do the same for her. She literally screams out loud, grabs the sheets and curls her toes when she cums. We joke that we "use each other for sex", but we know it is a joke. I feel this might go on our whole lives, our attraction is so strong. Maybe I'll still be making love to her when we are in our 60s? Who knows. My feelings when I am with her are just as strong as they ever were. Strangely, when I am NOT with her, I don't think about her much, I have a completely separate life to lead. She is still married to this dweeb who got her pregnant all those years ago. Their marriage is totally loveless. Apart from her shitty "husband", who treats her like crap, I'm the only man she's ever slept with. Other guys chase her and she's had a few dabbles, but she says she's already had enough drama and problems in her life, so she doesn't go through with it. She "sleeps" with her husband but she just grins and bears it as her "duty". She hates having sex with him. She says it hurts. They actually sleep in separate beds and are like housemates, not husband and wife. They now have three children. At one stage she thought the middle child could be mine, but it isn't (much as I sometimes wish it was). I know it's very wrong, but we both fantasize about him somehow dying. But that would be taking away the kids' father, and I wouldn't want that. This is not my only problem. There's more. I met another girl, and very very slowly over seven years we have become boyfriend and girlfriend. She thought were were in a relationship from the start, but for me it took a lot longer. But now, today, I think she's lovely. She's wonderful. She does everything you could possibly ask a girlfriend to do. BUT - there's something missing. A spark, a passion. I don't know what it is. But it's missing. This girl ticks all the boxes, but doesn't tick the X-factor box. She hasn't got the je ne sais quoi. But we're really close. We understand each other, she knows everything about me and I know everything about her. We've been through a lot together. We go places as a couple. We ARE a couple. Maybe I am being unfair and way too picky. This girl has done everything right and I was actually not that nice to her at the start, but over time we become very very solid together, and my feelings for her grew. My feelings for her are somewhere half way between those of a boyfriend for his girlfriend, and those of a brother for his sister. I know that sounds creepy, but all I am trying to say is that there is a strong element of platonic friendship and protection there, as well as a healthy dose of sexual attraction. But not the unbridled passion I experienced with the first girl. After seven years, and now that I am in my mid 40s (God that sounds so old), it's definitely time to ask the second girl to marry me. It's overdue in fact. She wants kids, and so do I. I know I'll never be with the first girl. But I'm stuck. I don't know what to do. I still secretly see the first girl once or twice a year. Seeing her while I am boyfriend with the second girl is the act of an asshole, I know that. But seeing her while I am married? Way worse. I SHOULD end it with the first girl and marry the second girl. But I am terrified the passion associate with the first girl will return (or never leave). I don't know what to do. I'm wracked with guilt.

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