My wife and I have been married for ten years. She’s 35 and I’m 38. I thought or marriage was a good marriage but I was wrong. She seemed happy, she always spent time with me and told me she loved me all the time. Our sex life was active and she seemed to want it as bad as I did.

It all happened late one night when I was at work. I work shift work for a utility company so I’m away from home seven nights a month. She usually calls me at work when she goes to bed but this night she text me. I called her but she didn’t answer. She text me again and said sorry she didn’t answer she was really tired and falling asleep. I had that gut feeling something was wrong so I asked my boss if I could go home because I wasn’t feeling well. He told me I could leave and made a joke to me about I better call my wife to tell her I’m coming home early so I don’t walk in on her and Sancho. it’s a joke we tell everyone that goes home early in night shifts.

As I got close to my house I noticed the living room light was still on. I got curious because she said she was going to bed. I ended up parking my truck in the driveway of a couple houses down from mine that no one lived at. I walked over to my house and around to the back yard. I couldn’t see inside the house because all the blinds were closed. I could hear the tv and I could also hear a guys voice. I had to get inside to see what was going on. shortly after the living room lights shut off and my bedroom lights came on. now was my chance to get in the house. I unlocked the back door and walked in quietly. I tip toed down the hallway and my bedroom door was closed. I could hear my wife making grunting noises and then I heard a guys voice telling her to ride it, ride it hard. I stayed outside the door until they finished and then I left backto my truck. I ended up sleeping in my truck until the morning. I woke up and drove my truck to my house, got oout and went inside. my wife was laying in bed when I walked into the bedroom. I woke her up and asked how her night went and she said it was ok. Then I asked her if she enjoyed fucking her boyfriend while she thought I was at work. She sat up in bed and looked at me and asked what I meant about that and what Ann I talking about. I told her I heardand saw what she did last night. She started crying and saying she was sorry. She ended up telling me it was a guy from her work and that she’s been seeing him now for about six months. I asked her if she loved him and she said she thinks so. so I packed my stuff and now I’ve been living in a hotel room for a week. I’ve driven past my house a few times but every time I drive by there is a unknown car in the driveway. I figure it’s that guys car. he can have her. I’m done with her after I caught her cheating.

My wife and I enjoy being adventurous and keeping the spice in our marriage by doing some pretty crazy stuff. I have tons of stories about stuff we have done but I’ll start with a story about my wife flashing her beautiful large tits.

We went to a concert in Phoenix one weekend and stayed at resort for that weekend. After we attended the concert we came back to the hotel and decided to go for a swim before we settle in for the night. She threw on a bikini and I put on my swim trunks and we headed down to the pool. on the way to the pool I dared my wife to take her tits out of her bikini and leave them out all the way to the pool. she graciously accepted the dare and took her large tits out. About half way there a group of guys were walking towards us and I told my wife to leave her tits out if they keep coming our way. The closer the guys got they realized her tits were out and were telling her how nice they are and telling me I’m lucky. I told them thanks and that I know I’m lucky. We went on our way to the pool and headed straight for the hot tub. My wife was lucky no one was in the pool area, we were alone.

After about 20 minutes of sitting in the hot tub those same group of guys showed up with there swim trunks on. At first they swam in the pool playing around and splashing and being typical guys. A couple guys joined us in the hot tub eventually and one of them told my wife she didn’t have to put her boobs away because they were there now. and we all laughed. I told my wife to take them girls out again and she ended up taking her top completely off. the rest of the guys joined us in the hot tub and we realized they went to the same concert we went to so we talked about how bad ass the concert was. one of the guys excused himself and said he would be right back. He came back about half an hour later with some beer and a bottle of Jaeger. My wife doesn’t like beer so she claimed the Jaeger. we were getting pretty tipsy whenthe hotel security guard came by and told us the pool was closed and we had to leave. He noticed my wife’s tits were out and told her she needs to put her top in before she gets out. I don’t know what this guys problem was but he was being a Fag.

We shook the guys hands and told them it was nice meeting them and went our separate ways. The wife and I had great sex that night. she told me that she was turned on by the guys seeing her tits. It was a great weekend.

I’m a 22 year old male.
I have a very intense and dirty sexual fantasy.
I always wanted to get pretty violent with an escort chick (with her consent of course).

My biggest fantasy is a rape fantasy with a thick blonde, a tall and athletic woman with some thick legs…who has some considerable strength to fight back.
I just want it to be very realistic, and the idea of struggling against her really turns me on.

I want her to resist, I’m okay with not hitting her but I want her to get very violent…punching, slapping, scratching, kicking…
I know that some women can really hurt me, and it turns me on so much…
However I don’t want to go too far if things get ugly, because I don’t want to get injured.

If I win the struggle and nautralize her, or if I loose the struggle (honestly I really want it to happen), then we would proceed to sex…

I am a retired journalist living in Arizona. Over the years, I have written a lot of things that pissed many people off. Some of the time, I had no choice. Some of the time, these people had it coming. But other times, I might have gone a little hard on some people for the benefit of my articles and in attempt to please my boss. I knew it was unethical journalism but I still did it. I now regret it. I wish I was an honest journalist. I was very successful in my reporting but now all those seem so lame. Journalism is a strange thing, a big ocean full of currents. Sometimes you get sucked under. I am thinking of set the record straight. I am thinking of blow the whistle on myself.