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Chapter 6.

Two weeks later, Douglas sent me a message on WhatsApp. I hadn't heard from him in all the time since we left the beach. I had secretly hoped that Douglas had forgotten the whole thing.

Douglas informed me that I should be at the Motel across town at 7pm that evening. He told me that I should go to the door of room 107 and knock on it. The room is located in the wing of the building, so the door can be accessed directly from the parking lot. All I need to know at this point is to be there at 7 p.m.

In the evening, I told Max that I was going to the gym and drove my car to the motel parking lot. My heart was beating so hard I was afraid it would explode. With unsteady steps I walked to the door of room 107 and knocked on it. The door opened ajar, but I saw no one. I entered and an unknown gruff male voice told me to close the door behind me. The room was completely dark. The voice told me again that there is a blindfold on the table by the door that I should put on.

"Are you ready," asked a rough male voice. "Yes," I replied. I noticed through the slits in the blindfolds that the lights were turned on in the room, but I couldn't see anything. I was led to sit on the edge of the bed, and they started asking me questions. What is my name, how old am I, am I in a relationship, what is my husband like, how big a cock does my husband have, do I also let other men fuck me, Does my husband know, do I use protection, do I let men cum in my hole raw... I answered the questions honestly. Finally a male voice said I should take my clothes off. I obeyed again.

Finally, I sat on the edge of the bed naked, with only Blindfold on my eyes and socks on my feet. "Well then, get on all fours on the bed and now spread your cheating hole on us," said the rough-voiced man. "For us? Is there anyone else in the room besides the rough-voiced man".

I was lying on the bed with my ass up and my head in the sheets. I spread my buttocks with both hands. "You first," said the gruff one. I heard someone spit and must have rubbed his spit on his cock. After that I felt a hot cock in my hole. "Give the cheating husband what he came here for," said the rough-voiced man. I felt the cock sinking into my ass. I shuddered from both pain and ecstasy. The man hammered my ass for a while and the rough-voiced man told me to beg the man to seed me. I kept repeating breed me, breed me... And the man roared and seeded me.

As the man pulled out of me, I felt a new cock on my hole. With a strong thrust, the cock sank deep into my already spermed hole. The unknown man began to push and pull at a fast pace. Soon he emptied his load inside me too.

After that, the rough-voiced man told me to spread my hole again and thank the unknown seeders. I did as I was told. Very soon I heard the sounds of getting dressed from the room and very soon I heard how the front door of the motel room opened. The room became very quiet. 5 minutes later I guessed there was no one left in the room. I opened the blindfolds and saw that the room was empty. I got dressed quickly and left for my car.

When I got home I had received a whatsapp message from Douglas, where he told me to send him a video showing sperm pouring out of my hole. Fortunately, my husband Max was watching his favorite series on netflix, so I quickly sneaked into the bedroom and videoed my hole and pushed out the sperm of unknown men. I fingered my hole at the same time and it felt really good. I sent the video to Douglas and he complimented me on being a nice slut and sent me back a short video clip taken in a hotel room. In the video, I sat in a hotel room with blindfolds on my eyes and answered a rough-voiced man's questions with my own name. Douglas said he has the entire video of my insemination. We could watch it together sometime, Douglas messaged.

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Chapter 7.

Two days later I got another message from Douglas. I had just turned on my computer at work when Douglas's message came. Douglas said that he has arranged for me to meet at a nearby department store during my lunch hour. I should be in the men's restroom on the 7th floor at exactly 11:10 and stand in front of the urinal. I have to hold my cock and rub it. I will hear about the continuation on the spot.

Shortly before the lunch hour, I quickly went to the workplace toilet to clean myself and headed towards the department store. The men's restroom on the seventh floor was empty when I entered. It was almost past ten when I stood in front of the urinal and unbuttoned my pants. I nervously stared at the brick wall in front of me and jerked my hand against the hardening cock. Soon the bathroom door opened behind me and I heard footsteps.

After a while, men in builder's clothes stepped on either side of me. The men opened their pants and exposed their cocks. Both men began to urinate. Both men were clearly bigger than me, as were their cocks. Both men peed silently, but at the same time rubbed the shafts of their cocks. When the fatter man's pee stream weakened, he turned to me and said in a broken voice that the whore will clean it up.

I realized then that the men were immigrants. I bent over the man's cock and immediately took it straight into my throat. I tasted and smelled that the cock was not clean. But as a horny whore, I sucked the man's cock like a lollipop. The other man also started thrusting his cock into my mouth. It was just as dirty too, but a faggot's gotta do what a faggot's gotta do. I sucked both men's cocks willingly. Soon the older and fatter of the men said we had better move into the booth. The man directed me to the disabled toilet in front of him. The younger man locked the door behind him.

I was told to undress. Both construction workers also undressed. All three of us were completely naked in the disabled toilet. I was told to stand on the toilet seat and show them my hole. The younger man greedily thrust his tongue into my hole and began to eat my hole. The older man spread my hole with his fingers and spit on my hole. After that, the younger man pulled me down from the stool and went to sit on it himself. He pulled me into his arms facing him and sat me on his cock. The man's cock sank with one blow straight to the bottom of my hole. After I had gotten used to the man's cock on my hole for a while, I felt how the older man adjusted his cock to my hole as well.

There is no way I can take two big cocks inside me at the same time. So I started protesting. An older man picked up dirty briefs from the floor and stuffed them into my mouth. After that, he held his hand in front of my mouth and with a strong thrust pressed his cock into my side next to the younger man's cock. My ass was on fire. My hole was stretched to the limit. Both men started to fuck my hole. I felt like my ass was going to rip apart. I wonder what my husband would say if he saw me here. In the restroom of a department store, dirty briefs in my mouth and the thick, raw cocks of two unknown construction men deep in my ass.

The men fucked me hard and ignored my protests. Very soon I felt how the younger man's thrusts became the most violent and he pushed his cock all the way to the bottom. I could feel the man's cock throbbing inside me. I guessed he emptied his balls inside me. The older man continued to fuck greedily, and the thrusts felt more comfortable as the injected sperm made my hole slippery.

After a moment the younger man resumed his thrusts. I didn't protest anymore. My hole was already used to cocks and the sperm made my hole slippery. I shook my head so that the older man's hand was no longer covering my mouth and took the briefs out of my mouth. I panted with heat as the men's cocks moved in unison inside me. I felt the pace pick up again. Soon both men were coming inside me almost at the same time. Both men pulled out of my hole at the same time, I felt my hole open. The men moved me to the floor and offered their spermy cocks for me to clean. I gently licked both fucking sticks clean. An older man took pictures with his cell phone while I was on my knees on the floor with men's cocks in my mouth. I sure looked like a really used faggot.

I watched from the floor as the men got dressed. The younger man put on my briefs, undershirt and socks. So I was left with the man's dirty clothes. When the men left I started to dress myself. I smelled deeply the briefs the man had left for me, which clearly had both sperm and piss stains on them. Horny. My cock was standing hard, so I jerked off and sprayed my own sperm on the brick wall of the toilet while breathing through the construction man's dirty briefs.

The rest of the day I had worked in a construction worker's dirty briefs and a sweaty shirt and socks. I kept wondering how many of my co-workers smelled the manly smell I gave off.

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On 9/19/2023 at 6:37 AM, bttm4all said:

Part 1.

First, some background information. Me and my husband Max have been together for 8 years, 6 of which have been married. We are both around 30 years old. I am 30 and Max is a year younger. Our life is really good and we have fun together. We have a lot of friends and we travel a lot during the holidays. We spend a lot of time together and do a lot of different things together.

But...

There is one thing that is not perfect. My sperm hunger. For the first 4 years I was able to keep it quiet, but the need for strangers' sperm only got stronger. It grew inside me. I realized that I always looked first at the man's crotch. Ohh, what a big bulge that man has. I realized that I was jealous of every bottom boy in a porn movie who got a raw cock and loads of cum in his ass.

I had tried to subtly talk to Max about it, but he didn't want to hear me. He was definitely of the opinion that marriage is only an agreement between two people and does not include other people.

My cheating started unintentionally 4 years ago. I was at an optometrist and a 50-year-old male optician gave me vision tests. Every now and then my eyes strayed to the man's crotch, which seemed to be bulging out nicely. After the tests, the optician rested his own hand on his bulge and rubbed it lightly, looking me straight in the eye. Finally he asked if I liked what I saw. I nodded shyly, and admitted that I liked it.

The optician said that if I want, I can also examine in more detail. Timidly, I reached out and felt the optician's hot bulge. "Open the buttons," the optician commanded. I obeyed. I opened the buttons and the big pouch of the optician's underwear was sticking out of the pants. "Lick it," was the command. I obeyed again.

I greedily licked the pouch of the optician's underwear and bit through the fabric with my teeth on his hardening cock. "Take it out," ordered the optician. I did so and immediately took the man's hot cock straight into my mouth. I started sucking cock like there was no tomorrow.

"Oooh, you greedy slut," said the optician. The man fucked my mouth hard. The cock wasn't terribly long or thick, but the man's testicles were big and juicy. I held the bags and caressed the testicles as the cock moved in and out of my mouth.

"Get up and turn around," the optician commanded me again. I obeyed like a sheep. When I turned around, the man would pull my sweatpants and underwear down to my knees with one jerk. Immediately he placed his raw cock on my hole. Without asking anything, he pushed inside me. The man's raw cock was inside me. He hadn't asked if I wanted a condom. He just thrust into me with his bare cock.

I screamed in pain, but the man growled at me "shut up bitch". "We don't want the whole house to find out what a whore you are". After a while, the man picked up the pace and squirted his sperm into my hole. I felt several injections in my gut. After emptying himself, the optician pulled away from my hole and buttoned his pants. "Well, now lift those sweatpants up and you can leave so I can continue my work," the optician said coldly. I pulled up my pants and left the optician's booth with my ass full of sperm.

It was the first time I cheated on my husband.

Hot story! Was his booth in a house?

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On 9/20/2023 at 6:31 AM, bttm4all said:

Part 2.

This also happened more than three years ago. Max's former student friend was our guest for the whole weekend. I knew beforehand that Philip was gay and had been quite a fucking machine during his studies. Max had told me about it.

Philip came to us because on Friday night we had agreed to go to a music concert with a bigger group of friends. We had standing places on the stadium floor, where we danced and jumped throughout the whole show. At some point during the show, I noticed that Philip had moved to dance behind me and every now and then I felt something hard against my buttocks. As if Philip had purposely poked me with his hard cock. But I paid no attention to this and danced as if nothing had happened. I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination or if it was really the case that Philip had his cock hard behind me.

After the concert, we went to the bar with the whole group of friends and got ourselves very drunk. Late at night we then went home, although some of the group still stayed to dance. Phillip slept on the couch and we went to sleep in our own bedroom.

In the morning I woke up and got up first and started making breakfast for us. Philip was lying on his back on the couch and scrolling through his cell phone. I had a direct view from the kitchen to the couch. Philip was lying on the couch without a blanket and wearing only white briefs. Philip's hand went from time to time improving the bulge, which clearly seemed to cover the hard cock. I began to suspect that Philip was deliberately teasing me.

The thought of the previous night and Philip's hard cock also made my own cock stand in my pajama pants. Soon Max also came to the kitchen, so I had to hide my standing cock from him.

Philip wore nothing but those white briefs and a sleeveless white shirt to breakfast. It was hard for me to be at breakfast without occasionally glancing at Philip's crotch.

During the day we walked around the city and shopped for clothes. We also visited the galleries and had a really nice and fun day. In the evening, Max had promised to grill us, so Philip and I sat on the couch and drank wine while Max prepared the food. Every now and then Max went to the kitchen to get something or to do something else related to cooking.

As soon as Max had gone to the yard to install the grill for the first time, Philip asked me if I had noticed that his cock needed some attention. I admitted to him that I had noticed, but I hadn't known if it was on purpose. At the same time, Philip dug his hard cock out of his pants and started jerking it on the couch in front of me. "Yes, it was on purpose," said Philip. "My balls are full and need to be emptied," continued Philip, jerking. "Now you have to decide very quickly where to empty my seed. Your throat or your asshole. It's your decision," continued Philip.

Just at the same moment, Max's voices were heard and he was coming to visit the kitchen. Philip slipped his cock into the back of his pants and casually started talking about the day's gallery visit. At the same time I got up and went to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I considered my options, but at the same time I was already lubricating my anus with lube. When I left the bathroom, I went to pour more wine for Max in the yard. When I went back inside to the couch, Philip had dug out his hard cock again and was jerking it.

"Well, very soon these seeds will be on the carpet, so have you decided yet," asked Philip. I nodded to Philip and revealed my ass to him. Immediately I sat on Philip's lap and his hard cock immediately sank balls deep into my ass. "That's what I was hoping for," said Philip. He got up and bent me over the couch. He began to fuck me in the ass with a very fast rhythm. After a few ten thrusts he stopped deep inside me and grunted "take my five day load you cheating slut". Quickly after that he pulled away from me and pulled up his pants. I did the same and we sat on the couch again.

It was really hot sitting at dinner with Philip's seed in my hole. Max had no idea what had happened. On Sunday morning, when I came to prepare breakfast, Philip was on the couch already hard. He just winked at me and I was sitting on his hard cock again. Again, Philip quickly injected his sperm into me. I just had time to go back to the kitchen when Max already came there too. The fear of being caught made fucking with Philip even more hot.

Love being fucked. I’ve been so cum hungry recently that I’ve just wanted to do it. I’ve wanted to cheat and get fucked whenever and wherever. 

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Chapter 8.

I haven't written in a long time, everything has been so messed up. The last two months have been just as chaotic. Two weeks after I had been in the men's room of a department store and the immigrant men had spermed me properly, I got a really bad fever. I was in really bad shape for many days. My boyfriend Max was really worried and thought I had contracted Corona. I took many tests but they all came back negative.

Max also told Donald and John about my illness. Donald immediately sent me a message saying that he had heard that the little whore had reportedly gotten sick. "Could it be that the little whore has finally got what he's been after?" "Did you think you could act as the whole city's sperm bucket without having to pay for it?".

I was shocked by Donald's messages. I had secretly already started to fear that this might be IT. But after Donald's messages, I feared the worst. I booked an appointment at the venereal disease clinic as quickly as possible and the tests proved my suspicions correct. In addition to HIV, I had also contracted chlamydia and syphilis.

I also had to tell Max about what had happened and told him that he also needs to go to the tests himself as much as possible. Max was absolutely furious. He couldn't understand what I had done. However, Max's results were negative.

The very next day, Max moved his things from our shared home to John and Donald's home. He said that he will move there at least for a while. By Christmas, I realized that John and Donald's relationship with Max was not purely platonic. When I asked Donald about it, he admitted that they had conspired together with John on how to get Max to divorce me.

Well, now I've learned to live alone as an HIV-positive man. This whole incident opened a whole new chapter in my life. Maybe I'll tell you more about it one day.

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