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  1. On 8/22/2021 at 5:16 PM, bottomboib said:

    First off, I simply love your mentality.  I love the disgrace and deception that you take pleasure in.  Its intoxicating at the least, and just reading your words makes me shake - thats how much my horniness overtakes me. 

     

    I've been cheated on multiple times in two different relationships.  The first was an overly piggy partner, we were both in our early 20s, and the amount of cheating, the type of cheating, was madness.  While he was wild in the bedroom with me, what I found out he was doing behind my back, much later on, was monstrous.  While I had a kinky side at that time, it was pretty much just fantasy, and I was very big into monogamy (go figure) and therefore me finding out about what he had done was devastating to the core.  I was concerned since he had started using drugs, and i knew there was some unprotected sex, but I was just more concerned with the deception and the hardcore nature of it.  He ended up leaving me at 23 to be with a 70 year old, and while I'm sure there were gold digger purposes to it, in the end, he was nasty, and he loved the age difference (I ended up finding out) and it brought him sincere pleasure sleeping with the oldest of men. 

     

    That relationship devastated me to the core.  I eventually found a much quieter, more well-put together guy, and experienced a pretty mundane and monogamous relationship with him.  After what i experienced with my ex, he certainly checked all the boxes for faithfulness decency. He wasn't very horny a lot of the time, and he was very vanilla.  As a way to spice up our sex life (I have an absolutely insane sex drive), we started talking about threesomes, and ya know, setting all the ground rules about being open and honest, blah blah blah.   I started playing around with this ultra skinny bi polar guy, he was hot, his dick was huge (im not a size queen, just saying though) and he had a much healthier sex drive.  I had kissed him as hard or harder than my boyfriend, but I knew it was all lust.  My bf had never gotten involved due to his lack of sex drive overall.  Finally one day my bf admitted, since he had been talking to the guy this whole time via messaging apps and stuff, that he actually liked him and wanted to go on a date with him, thinking we would make a good thruple if things worked out.  I was fine with that, our dinner was fine and we took him back to our place.  To my knowledge at that time, it was the first time my bf and him had met. Sitting on the couch he played the "its getting kind of hot in here card" and started to strip.  My bf eyed me because he know i could be uncomfortable about this, with my past relationship (yes, even though I had been with his guy a handful of times, it had always been one on one).  I went for it, kissing him, and my bf immediately approached and took him from me and that part of me inside snapped as I watched them make out.  We got into the bedroom quick, stripping totally, me kissing every part of his body while my bf went down on his big dick (my bf IS a size queen and a cocker sucker through and through).  Normal play ensued until we all came, there was no fucking.  Throughout all this however it was becoming apparently clear, even minute by minute, that I was enjoying them too together more than I was enjoying being involved.  And it was specific things too - i mean i certainly had no problem watching my bf's eyes roll into the back of his head sucking that big dick, but i was more turned on seeing their arms wrap around each other, how their fingers grabbed each other, and how heavily they kissed.

     

    We didn't hook up after that for a long time.  The episodes of mania that this guy went through were pretty bad, and while I wanted to see him and my bf every night in our bed together, that wasn't happening.  A year or so later this guy texted me out of the blue telling me that he had had my boyfriend hundreds of times without me knowing, half of that before we all met in the threesome described above.  Based on this guys mental history I kinda scoffed at it and thought nothing of it.  I texted my bf saying "oh here he goes again about some BS" and my bf broke down and said it was true.  Here i was on my way to work, with no face-to-face, and im hearing my bf admit that hes cheated, monstrously.  He kept saying he felt really bad, etc, etc., and while I expect many of you who read this will just say thats bullshit, knowing my bf the way I do, it was partially true.  Hes an overall good person in a lot of ways, sensitive, caring, etc.  However, he couldn't escape this boys grasp.  THAT dynamic, the good mixed with the uncontrollable lust, is what did it for me.  The guy told me he never wore a condom with my bf and the amount of loads in him eclipsed absolutely anything I've ever done.  My bf was texting me asking if I was mad at him, and to be honest, I wasn't even at all.  I felt...pride maybe? Contentment? at the very least i was stupid horny over it. I was dying to know what was said, how they loved each other, how crazy the sex had been, but I really only did get half answers.  When I got home that day I demanded my bf fuck me and tell me every single detail from every single time he had gone over there, but alas, again the half answers continued.  I think in some way this was because my bf couldn’t believe I was this turned on by it, and didn’t want to get caught in some entrapping situation, and then also, its because my bf doesn’t do well with begin verbal, at least with me at least.

    We had the guy back over multiple times after that.  I got to watch them together understanding their history much more intimately.  I learned that while Im extremely horny and love sex, in the end, seeing them together, how they kissed, how they loved, how they couldn’t keep their hands off each other, was more euphoric and blissful for me than anything else.  I even got to hear my boyfriend whisper lustfully that he loved him, in the midst of the sex multiple times.  I took many pictures of the events, pictures I still masturbate to daily, if not multiple times a day.  I watched that raw cock enter my boyfriend without any questions ask, and I watched this guy try to impregnate him like it was his only mission on earth.  I didn’t interact much.  I wasn’t tied up or in another room, just watching and taking pictures.  I would overwhelmingly, however, middle of the sex get under my bf and start tonguing the cock of the bull who had him in his grasp, as it went in and out of my bfs hole.  And I would also clean his cock once multiple loads had been inserted.

    I really don’t know whats gone on since then, the guy hasn’t been around, off in mania again Im sure, but who knows if they have continued to do anything.  He swears he hasn’t, even though Im practically chomping at the bit to hear THAT HE HAS.  Nonetheless, I guess I don’t care.  I want this shy meek and mild bf of mine giving in monstrously in any way he can.  I’ve come to the realization that what my ex had done to me had come full circle, whereas back then what he had done was horrible, now, it was bliss.  I found myself reminiscing about my ex and how much more pleasure I could have extracted from that situation if I only felt the way I do NOW, back then.

    Nonetheless I agree with @twinkhunter.  Cheating should be deceptive, it should be destructive, and it should ALWAYS. BE. BAREBACK.  Lust is the greatest of all emotions to me, and man that are bent to its will like my bf should be revered.  Since then my bf and I have been very slutty together, on SOME occasions, (again with the low sex drive thing) but if Im honest doing anything with him has about a 10% euphoria feeling to the 100% I got finding out hes cheating.  Its crazy how wrapped up in it I am.  I masturbate nightly thinking of watching my relationship fall apart, watching lust destroy it, watching my bf become someone elses, and I love every feeling I get from it. 

    I certainly have no issues, in fact would love, to chat about this more.  If anyone wants to chat please message me.

    I absolutely love my hubby to be fucked by other guys I can be a cuckold at times , I love to come home to hear a guy pounding his arse upstairs in our bed and love to sneak upstairs to watch , once a guy tied me to a chair pissed on me and made me watch as he fucked my hubby and verbally humiliated me while he did , then got me to suck clean his cock after . Hubby has an ex boyfriend who also fucks him when I am at work and I love to fuck his cum filled hole when I get home from work while my hubby tells me I graphic detail how he enjoyed his ex fucking him makes me cum so hard 

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  2. On 12/15/2021 at 8:21 PM, FallenLad said:

    I'm still kinda buzzed and overwhelmed by it but really needed to share, if anything just to put it down and reassure myself it really happened.

    I haven't been actively chasing and the whole fetish has, until earlier this year been more of a kink/fantasy than anything else. But with COVID, switching jobs and not really meeting much I stopped taking my PrEP early into the year, there didn't seem any point as I wasn't meeting anyone. So when my last prescription ran out I never bothered getting any more. I told myself I could always get more when things changed.

    As time went on and restrictions lessened here in the UK I finally started hooking up again. To begin with I asked whoever I met to wear a condom, but it kept putting guys off and the occasions it didn't I remembered why I always played bareback, it just felt wrong and uncomfortable. The third time I hooked up this year it was me who slipped of the condom mid-way through as I needed to feel that raw skin against me. PrEP briefly crossed my mind but it never really became something I wanted to get, plus the questions from the clinic about why I'd stopped would be a pain. I kept having the occasional hook-up, now actively avoiding guys who insisted on condoms as I needed that feeling of bare skin inside me. I didn't ask guys their status and most of the time their profiles on Grindr or BBRT said they were on PrEP or UD. I'd changed mine to just say 'negative'. As I said, I wasn't seeking poz guys, pretty much every guy I met mentioned their status unprompted.

    Which brings me to today. I had the day off work and while things are again getting more restrictive there are still guys around looking for a no stings fuck, and I'm more than happy to offer that. I had some things to take care of this morning but lounging around this afternoon I was browsing through BBRT and a guy oinked me who was only 2 miles away. He was late 30s, slightly skinny, a little hairy and a bit more hung than average (but by no means some monster cock). His profile had "ask me" for both his status and what he was looking for, but as before I never bought it up. After a little bit of chatting (and getting myself ready) he said he could be round in 45 mins and to be ready in the bedroom (perfect for me, I hate the unnessacary chat). I finished getting ready, slipped into a jock and my harness and had a few shots of vodka to calm my nerves. When he arrived I buzzed him up and left the door to my flat open and dashed back to the bedroom.

    I hear him striping off in the hallway and he comes into the bedroom in his briefs. A tiny bit heavier than in his pics but plenty of people have put on a few extra pounds lately, he still looks good. The hard bulge of his cock is still visible through his briefs. It doesn't take long before his  uncut cock is slipping down my throat and I'm in piggy slut heaven, My nose nestled into his trimmed pubes, his balls slowly slapping against my chin. He's nice and verbal and his encouragement of "yeah, take it all you slut" only makes me want more. As I'm taking a breath he gets me to turn round on my knees and his face is buried in my ass. I'm loving the sensation of his tongue opening up my hole and he's gently sliding a finger back and forth. He pushes a finger inside me exploring, it's soon followed by another. I feel a slight sharpness and gasp, he doesn't say anything and I feel it again. After only a few minutes of this I'm craving more, the animal lust of needing to be fucked is taking over, nothing is going to stop me from feeling him inside me. The vodka has helped loosen the edges on any inhibitions, and while I'm not drunk I'm feeling relaxed ... but so horny. "Please fuck me!" I beg, knowing that he's almost smirking when he hears me say it. 

    "You're neg, right!?" he says. "Yeah, now please give me that cock!" I respond a little too quickly. I don't think anything of his question, I'm aching to feel him inside me, and he's just being cautious to ask.
    "You sure you want it?" I hear him say as his cock begins to press against my hole, I can feel his pre-cum hot and wet as the pressure increases. I take a hit of my poppers as he say "If you're really sure about it" and my hole gives up the last of it's resistance and stretches over his cock as it eases into me. I'm in heaven, finally having my inner slut sated, he's slowly working his cock into me and it's rubbing against my insides in the most exquisite way. As his pace slowly increases his dirty talk gets filthier, which I love!
    "Take that dick you sissy faggot!"
    "Cummon, I want to see you earn this load! This is what you've always wanted!"

    My jock is to one side and I'm slowly stoking my cock, But the pleasure that's building inside me is in my ass, I don't want to cum anytime soon, not while this guy is working my ass like he is. I'm pushing back against him, arching my back and taking deep hits of poppers.
    "You want this dirty load don't you slut?!" he yells.
    I pause mentally for the tiniest fraction, but it's just talk. I've heard guys say all manner of things while fucking.
    "Tell me you want this hot dirty load you fucking slut!" he almost bellows. "I need that dirty load inside me" I hear myself reply, almost as if it's someone else saying it. There's a miniscule part of my mind that picks up on something, but I couldn't stop now if I had a gun to my head. My orgasm is building and while it would seem impossible his cock feels even harder.

    "That's right you do, and you're gonna get it!" he says. "You don't care do you whore, you finally getting what you wanted all along!"
    My brain is barely functioning. I'm running on animal instinct and every cell in my body needs this feeling. The vodka. The poppers. Both have brought down any inhibitions, as waves of pleasure roll through me. I'm aware of what he's saying on some unconscious level but his words are just fuelling my desire. His hands are on my hips and he pulls me closer with every thrust.
    "You knew this day would happen, you've craved it for so long" the voice at the edge of my mind says, before I realise it's him. "Tell me what you want!".
    "I want your hot dirty load inside me" I respond, again my voice disconnected from the animal I've become.
    "Louder!" he shouts.
    "I want that filthy, dirty load" I yell back, my orgasm rising uncontrollably.
    "Say it slut!" he almost screams.
    "I want your dirty poz load inside me!" I scream back in return. Wait, what did I just say?  I'm vaguely aware of what I said, but there's no longer a rational thought in my mind.  It feels like some force has taken me over. I'm nothing but a slut that needs his seed in me. My orgasm is unstoppable, starting to push forward.
    "Again!" he roars.
    "Fuck that hot poz load into my cunt!" I howl in response. "Breed me with your poz load" "I need your dirty cum!" I cry out. My orgasm begins to roll through me, I'm vaguely aware of my pathetic cock spurting out but my hole feels electrified. I feel his cock pulse inside me as he pulls me towards him aggressively.. A warmth spreading through my cunt as my muscles twitch and contract.
    "Take it you dirty slut" he bellows, his voice gasping as he drives his cock somehow further into me. I feel more pulses inside me as he unloads his gift into me. His cock slides back and forth in my used hole. Finally he lets go of my hips and I collapse forward. His toxic cum sliding out of me as I fall into the bed. I feel both empty and full at once.

    My mind gradually begins to come back into focus, as I catch my breath. What did I say? I wouldn't have actually said those things.. would I? What did I just do? But my mind is aware of what happened, I know what I said. I hear noises behind me, the sound of jeans being pulled up, trainers slipping on.
    "Mmmm I do love to leave a cunt sloppy and pink like that" he says. "Maybe that'll take, maybe it won't. But it doesn't matter, you know you'll want it again either way. You'll beg me to come back".
    I look over my shoulder as he passes through the doorway. "You know where to find me when you want it again" the voice echoes in the hallway.

    I curl up on the bed, my hand snaking between my legs to feel the wetness of my hole. I bring it up my face to see in the dim light a pink froth on my fingertips. My thoughts race back to the sharpness of his touch as he fingered my hole. I just took a poz load into my torn ass from some stranger I met only hours ago, I began to cry as I curl up on the bed. But part of me knew what I had done, I could have stopped but that part of me wanted this.. no needed this. I hadn't wanted him to stop. I had cum harder than I could ever remember. The tears begin to stop. My mind keeps picturing the moment - his hands holding me, the pure lust of needing his cum. Again I reach back between my legs to feel my still loose hole and the toxic cum that is gradually leaking from me, I slide a finger inside the wetness, not thinking what I'm doing. Rubbing my insides. The tears are drying on my cheeks faster than his seed, still slick, against my thighs. My cock begins to twitch.
    I hate myself for thinking it, but he was right.... I will want him back.
     

    Very hot I look forward to meeting you sometime soon 😈🐷😉

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