It was New Year’s Eve and everyone was drinking heavily. My wife and her two sisters were partying and were extremely drunk. Just after midnight, my wife was too tired to party any longer so she went to bed. One of her sisters was just as tired and went to sleep on the couch. My wife’s other sister and I stayed up and had a few more drinks and were having a good time and it didn’t take long before things started to happen. My sister in law was at the kitchen sink looking out the window, I had previously turned out all but one light that was in the living room so the kitchen was dimly lit. I walk up behind her and start massaging her neck and she began moaning so I figure she really likes my hands on her. I massaged her neck and back for about 10 minutes and decided to wrap my arms around her and kiss her neck. To my surprise she was really enjoying it.

I decided to try my luck and moved my hands up to her tits which are 40DD and they felt every bit of it. She reached around to the back of my head to pull me in closer which meant she really liked me playing with her tits. I began to get hard and I know she could feel my 8 inch cock poking her in the ass. She starts moving her hands down to my hard cock and feels my engorged cock from outside of my shorts. After a few minutes of rubbing she reaches into my shorts only to feel my cock for the first time and she knows I like it from the moaning noise I was making. She was stroking me slowly and sensually. I couldn’t believe I was being stroked by my sister in law. I slid my hand inside her panties only to feel a full bush of hair and then my finger slid between her lips an I felt how wet she was. Her pussy was soaking wet and her juices were running down my fingers. I decide to pick her up and sit her on the kitchen counter. I pulled her panties off and started licking her pussy through her thick bushy hair. I drank all of her juices as they dropped out of her. My tongue worked her clit as it didn’t take long to bring her to orgasm. I continued to lick her until she couldn’t handle it any longer. She asks me to take my shorts off and to sit up on the counter. My cock was so hard and ready to blow cum but I wanted to see what she could do with my cock. She stroked me for a few minutes and then put my cock in her mouth. She began sucking on my and I was in heaven. She played with my balls as she sucked and stroked me. I couldn’t last any longer and I told her I was going to cum but to my amazement she didn’t stop. I could feel my cum building up and I felt my body tense up and I began to shoot cum in her mouth.

I could hear her swallow everything I was shooting inside her mouth. She didn’t stop until she knew I was finished and my hard cock began to become softer. She saved a small portion of my cum and decided to share a passionate kiss with me and I got a taste of my own cum. She liked that I didn’t shy away from sharing it with her. After about 10 minutes we were both pretty tired and decided to turn in. It was the best experience to this day.

My long drives to her are nothing short of foreplay. She is undoubtedly my drug of choice.

This particular night wasn’t any exception to the other drives I had made in the last few weeks. The drives were late and long and it always seemed like it took forever to get where I was going. We both lived in the same town but to make it more exciting we always met out of town.

I set out at 7:30 pm to make my hour long drive to the hotel we had planned to meet at. She had spent the majority of the day asking me to meet her there. The thought of laying in that hotel bed with her consumed my every thought. My brain was entirely devoted to what I anticipated would happen when I got there. My body always flooded with adrenaline every time we talk … every time we meet. This girl gives me the racing heart, throat lump, leg shaking excitement like I have never experienced in my life. Just driving to her made me hard and wet from pre cum.

Three floors up and to the and all the way to the right was my destination. I could see the door slightly ajar as she assured me it would be. My heart was almost beating out of my chest as I pushed the door open and peered in. There she was, laying in that white bed. From what could tell she was shirtless. I could see her bare shoulders sticking out of the blanket. She must have fallen asleep waiting for me. I quietly shut the door, walked over to the bed and removed my cloth.

I gently crawled my trembling naked body into the bed with her. She moved her body over to and whispered hello to me. Her hands had already found a home on my waist. She had a way of making me forget anything else existed other than her and I when she touched me. The way that her skin feels pressed against mine put my mind in a fog. My brain floods with thoughts of extreme lust, blatant confusion and what I am sure is a total addiction to a woman.

Her skin is so soft, and her smell is my favorite. I can feel every part of her fingers while she runs them from the bottom of my neck to the top of my cock. Every part of me wants to take – wants to get on top of her and face fuck her. I feel the warmth of her pussy on my outer thigh as she slowly moves her fingers to the outside of my cock.

I want her. Fuck, I want her. I want my mouth on her. I want my tongue in her.

I ask her quietly if I can have her. She says nothing but responds by laying on her back. Her body is beautiful. Her breasts are round and perky, her thighs are full and amazing. I don’t even know where to start. What do I touch first? Can I touch it all at once? I want it all immediately.

I could see from my point of view between her legs that she was as turned on as I was. Her pussy was so wet I could see her juices seeping out of her lips.

I rested my cock on her stomach and kissed down to the top of her mound. I could feel the warmth. I couldn’t wait anymore. I separated her lips just slightly and buried my tongue in her. Her hand grasping my hair in appreciation. I want to tongue fuck her. I want my tongue inside of her. But excitement was so intense I don’t even remember when I thrusted my hard cock inside her. Not soon after, I unloaded inside her.

She says my name twice before I feel her pussy contract around my cock and I hear a quite whimper escape her mouth.

There is no doubt I am absolutely addicted to her.

My cousin and his 18 year old girlfriend came over for some drinks, we decided to have a little party, just the 4 of us. At about 2 am I went upstairs and passed out. At about 4 am I was sexually awoken. As my hands where playing with some breasts, while spooning and I realized they were not my wife’s but my cousin’s girlfriend. This girl was younger and about 110lbs, she was so sexy and tiny you would’ t believe she was 18, That’s what was so hot.

Mike’s (my cousin) girlfriend Ashley somehow came into my bed and was now naked wearing just a thong pressing her ass into my cock. Sleeping away. In my drunken state I was trying to figure out what was going on, where was my wife? and my cock started to betray me. It started getting harder and harder.

I was still very drunk and my head was cloudy. I Was 27 and been with my wife for 7 years. Never thought of cheating, and I no know that If it presented itself I am weak. I never thought I would cheat on my wife, but I knew I would take the risk if opportunity presented itself.

I pulled down her thong to the side and slid my cock into her wet pussy. She pushed back with a drunken passed out moan. Truthfully I wasn’t sure if she thought I was her boyfriend or not. I didnt care, I sunk my hard cock deep into her smooth tight pussy. It felt amazingly different then my wifes. I rolled her over onto her stomach and started pumping her hard. She woke up moaning. She was telling me to fuck her hard and cum in her pussy, and thats what I did. pulled her tight and came harder than I have ever cummed. I rolled off her and after a few seconds she said “your not Mike” I said and “your not my wife” she then proceeded to clean my cock with her mouth and got me hard again and climbed on and road my cock to another orgasm.

After this she went into the spare bedroom and joined her boyfriend. I got up to check on my wife and she was passed out on the couch. In the morning we all woke up and they left, before leaving I said “nice meeting you”

She is now the mother of his child (not mine, timing is way off) and the are no longer together but for 5 years I have hide this secret. I kept the secret that I cheated on my wife with my cousin’s girlfriend! Thinking about that night still gets me hard.

Never Cheated again, in 5 years.

Is cheating on Facebook still cheating? According to my boyfriend and many other people out there, it is. I have my own story to tell on the subject. There was this guy who was simply breathtaking (and girlfriend taking I might add) on my friend’s list. This was a kid we’d all known in school but would never have taken a second look at, as he was just this skinny little thing back then. Who would have ever thought that he’d show up years later beautiful, buff and tatted up?

Well, everyone knows when they post pictures and status updates or other things on Facebook, and one person seems to be popping up with “likes” and comments more than others that there is something to it, especially if it is a member of the opposite sex! This is exactly what happened to me with this guy. Over time it went from posting on my statuses to private messaging me. This could not have come at a worse time in my life as my boyfriend and I were having problems. The problems were the result of being together for 5 years and being bored, or so I thought at the time.

In any case, I began to believe I was developing real feelings for this guy and we started talking more and more. I almost considered leaving my boyfriend for him on a couple of occasions. However, it wasn’t long before my boyfriend caught on and started getting suspicious. This was when it hit me that I was cheating, actually cheating. I may not have been physically cheating but I was emotionally cheating, and to some people that is even worse.

After the dust settled from the huge blow out we had over my Facebook partner in crime I realized what had happened. I was still angry with my boyfriend about a lie he had told me almost a year prior! The lie wasn’t even all that big but it had somehow destroyed my trust. My “relationship” with my Facebook friend was my way of getting even. It turns out cheating is cheating, whether it is done in person or on a social networking site. It also turns out that cheating on Facebook is a great way to get your boyfriend’s attention!

In the end, my partner in crime wound up running off with some girl (who was married) and disappearing shortly after I stopped talking to him. Unfortunately, that hasn’t stopped my boyfriend from looking over my shoulder whenever I am on Facebook, and it is a safe bet that he will be doing that for a long time to come. The moral to the story is that revenge is never a good thing, especially if you are taking it out on someone you truly love by cheating in some way.

My secret is that I cheated on my husband with my best friend. It wasn’t planned, it just happened and now I am so lost. My husband cheated on me with someone he met on Facebook about 10 years ago. I wanted to leave but I was pregnant so I stuck it out. Eight years later I am standing here guilty of the very same thing I have hated him for all these years. I love my husband but since I cheated on him I feel like I don’t love him anymore. I am in love with the thought of marriage but nothing else. I feel more strongly towards my friend for the past few months. I can’t bring myself to leave my husband because of our children and the small town factor of Quesnel, British Columbia. I am don’t know what to do!