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!

One of my first memories was of my babysitter. I was 3 years old and my teenage babysitter had disappeared to the bathroom. Being a 3 year old I went to go check on him and he greeted me at the door with a (it seemed enormous at the time) huge erection. He told me to put it in my mouth. I was really confused and ran away. He must have felt bad, as he came out fully clothed and we didn’t speak of it.

I often think back on that event… and wish I did put his cock in my mouth. I would still love to suck his cock. I imagine me taking his throbbing cock in my little mouth and have him pump his hot cum down my chin.

I’m a 27 year old man and I love fucking women. I love everything about women… but sometimes, every once in a while… I fantasize about sucking cock. I want cock in my mouth, on my lips. I want cum in my mouth and on my face. I know this fantasy comes from my babysitter, because every time I suck a man’s cock, I think of him.

If I could meet him again, maybe I’d get over my need to please other men orally. I don’t know.

I started cheating before we got married with a few of her friends. Then when we were on our honeymoon, I woke up early she wanted to sleep in so I went outside and there was a woman having a smoke we started talking next thing we were in her room fucking. After we finished I went back to our room a started to eat my wife’s pussy. Over the years I’ve been with lots of women and a few men also. I had sex with 2 of my daughter’s friends so far both are over 21.I guess I’m just a male slut that will fuck anyone.

After reading all the confessions and secrets on this site, I finally have the courage to confess my own secret. I have been a happily married woman for the past three years, I have a very high sex drive and a satisfying sex life with my husband, but I secretly feel like I want more adventure in my sex life. I frequently have the urge to have sex with another man, just some random guy. I love sex, and would just like to know how it would be with another man. I have been with my husband for over 8 years (married for three years) and I am only 25 and I really would love to screw some random guy just to see what it was like, how it compared to my husband. If he were married, that would be even better! After reading all the experiences on this site about No Strings Attached, I am seriously considering trying something like that and having a secret onetime affair. The thought of it is driving me crazy with longing! I’m to afraid of being caught if I do it in Quesnel though because it’s such a small town but I’ve been fantasizing about traveling to different cities like Prince George, Williams Lake or even Vancouver, or Victoria. If I found someone I liked through a website, I’d make an excuse to go see him, but I don’t want to do anything in this Quesnel, it’s just too small. I am glad to have finally confessed my secret.

So, I’m not really proud of myself for this. I’m not exactly ashamed either, but it’s something I never, ever thought I would do. I’ve been seeing two guys – for the sake of clarity let’s call them Steve and Dan – not seriously and very casually but there hadn’t been any overlap. I’d see Steve on one day, Dan another day and while I started sleeping with both of them, both knew I was seeing other people and we were careful. This didn’t last long before I decided that two guys was too much. I just didn’t have time for both so I decided to tell Steve that I couldn’t see him anymore, that my life was just too complicated and that I felt bad, but we had to break things off. He took it pretty well, probably ‘cause I had sex with him as a kind of goodbye and here’s where things take a turn. I did not plan to do this, I had no idea I was going to do this, but when Dan texted me to come over that same night (I’d seen Steve in the afternoon), I went over and we had sex. It was wild and passionate and really hot because it felt really naughty. I’d been having sex with someone else only hours before and now there was a new guy inside me, new hands on my breasts, a new tongue in my mouth. I felt dirty and powerful, but I am never going to do that again.