Cheating Downunder

We interview a babysitter.

She’s sweet and bubbly and young. Soft red hair and pouty lips.

My husband’s kryptonite is redheads.

I mention I’m feeling tired, hoping to catch her attention. “Thanks for coming by,” I’d say. “Sorry, I’m just so beat. Would it be alright if ___ drives you home, honey?”

“Oh yeah, it’s no problem.”, she’d try to feign disinterest in the matter, but I saw her perk up at the mention of my husband alone with her in the car.

They’d get in, he’d put on the heater, making sure she’s toasty in this winter bullshit. They’d make smalltalk. The car is new, and the heater is intense. So much, she unzips her jacket as she talks about her upcoming college plans.

As if snowy roads aren’t dangerous enough, her milky white tits are practically falling out of her shirt. She notices him notice.

“Your wife seems cool.” She’d say. He would agree with a smile. “She doesn’t mind you being out with me like….alone?”

“Not at all,” says husband, completely honestly. “She doesn’t mind a bit.”

“That’s cool. I wouldn’t want to cause problems.”

Oh, that old line.

“I wouldn’t want to cause problems” is slut for “I really want to fuck you, but I don’t want your wife/girlfriend getting butthurt.”.

“No, no problems.” Husband mutters as he makes a turn down her street. “Besides, I have a friend who lives just over here. If I was too late for any reason, I could always say I dropped by there. You know. Ease suspicion.”

They come to a stop in front of her apartment.

“So you’d be okay to be like five, ten minutes late?” she asks, not sure if this is really happening, if shes really reading him right.

“I could be like an hour late.” He chuckles softly.

“Cool. Cool. Did you wanna like…come see my place? You know. So you know Im not messy or anything.”

“Absolutely. I’d love to come see your place.”

New text from Husband:

She tastes like strawberry water and she screams so loud her whole complex knows my name, now. I’m not gonna be home, tonight. Told her I told you there was an emergency at work.

I’ll be home when every drop of cum I have is either in her, or on her.

Yes I’ll fuck your husband I just don’t want you to know about it.

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Among my mix of other online accounts I often get invited to play with couples as a 3rd. Usually in the context of someone wanting to watch their spouse or spice up their sex life.

I always politely decline and I get mixed reactions as a result assuming all women have a lesbian side. Nothing wrong with women but it’s not what I’m after.

YES…I’ll fuck your husband but I just don’t want YOU to know! Having him cheat with me on you is half the appeal. It’s that secrecy of it all wrapped in a naughty taboo bow that turns me on.

Only a week after I got married my military husband deployed. He and I still hadn’t officially moved in together and I was going to stay in Texas working until he got back. About 3 months after that my friends took me out dancing to cheer me up and make sure I had some fun. The fun I had isn’t what I think they intended.

While at the dance club i ran into an old guy friend of mine (we’ll call him J). He would occasionally but is drinks, hang out with us, and I danced with him several times. As the night wore on my friends were leaving but I wasn’t ready to go home. So J offered to take me home when I was ready.

At about 1 am he takes me back to my apartment. Our conversation got more flirtatious on the way, and at one point he puts his hand on my thigh - and I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the fact that I hadnt had sex in months - but I didn’t stop him, and was starting to get turned on.

As soon as the doors closed to my apartment, he made his move and kissed me, and I kissed him back. J is a little taller than me, cute smile, and a nice body - I melted in his arms as we kissed. He started undressing me and I had no resistance - my marriage vows were the last thing on my mind. It felt so good for him to cup and suck on my breasts.

As he took his clothes off he pulled out his cock - much bigger and thicker than my husbands and made me suck him. His hand went behind my head as he pushed it down on his stiff cock. “That’s a good slut” he said. I tingled a bit as he called me names. He pumped it deep into my mouth - and before long I was swallowing the thick ropes of his load.

He took me back to my bedroom and lay me down, spreading my legs and burying his face in my pussy. I hadn’t realized how much I missed the touch of a man down there. He furiously licked my pussy and I was in heaven. My first orgasm came quickly, but he licked me until I was screaming in pleasure from a second.

Finally he climbed on top and slid his thick cock deep into me - it felt so much better than my husband. He put my legs up on his shoulders and fucked me hard. As his thrusts increased in speed my moans increased in volume. “Mmmm you’re just a whore aren’t you?” It was all I could do to moan out a response. I couldn’t believe it, here I was in bed with another man! He was pumping with determination now and I couldn’t hold back any longer, I came again. I could tell it wasn’t long for him either - and then he came - shooting his cum deep into me, he stayed inside me for some time until he pulled out, his cock covered in our cum. We kissed and then he made me clean his cock up.