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When I met my wife we had only chatted online for like 10 minutes. What I saw when she opened her door was a total knockout bombshell. Very short brown hair, golden eyes, perfect figure, in an orange tank top. We were kissing passionately in the hallway, a few minutes later naked in bed fucking wildly. She was a b**st in bed. A total nympho. But then, I was too. She came three times during that first lunch hour sex, I managed to hold off until I exploded with her last one.
We were both compulsive thrill seekers and sex addicts, - and what a perfect match we were. I was taken be her in all ways, by her looks, her sexuality, but she was also fun! We met again a few days later, and then I brought a stranger along which I had picked up online for that purpose. She got all excited about the prospect of being with two guys, a first for her. It was even better than the first time! She started fondling us, mostly him, in the hallway, and then down on her knees sucking his cock! She had a huge mirror in golden frame hanging there on the wall, reflecting our image, half naked, kissing, cocks out, sucking! Of course we ended up in bed famously creating an erotic nuclear explosion. Afterwards, she was so happy. She whispered sweet words in my ear, glowing literally of bliss.
In the beginning my visits to her bed were whenever I could manage, more or less every lunch hour. After work I visited my real girlfriend and had sex with her too in the evening and again in the morning. I really did not see a problem with that so long as my girlfriend did not realize I had started an affair with another. My future wite did not mind either, in the beginning. It was not until later when we had acknowledged our feelings for each other, tried to suppress them and failed it became a problem. But that was only later.
I was very promiscous at this time, being a sex addict and all that. So besides those two amazing women I was also meeting with various casual partners of both sexes. Usually I told Lara, my future wife, about my escapades. It was not possible to be that open with my girlfriend, she was in fact a very jealous type. Actually that was one of the reasons I finally broke up with her. It was difficult for me to end the relationship, even after it had become quite obvious that I was madly in love with Lara and the situation had become untenable. Many times I went to see here, determined to do the deed, tell her I wanted out. Then I got to her place, she welcomed me so full of smile and joy, embracing me, kissing me and telling me of her newest very interesting suggestion of what she wanted to do with me. Then I hesitated. Then we had sex. I simply could not resist it. It felt like I also loved her, at least while she was in my arms, or her tounge in my mouth, or my cock in her pussy. And afterwards I simply could not go thru with it, so I thought to myself, it can wait, next time I will. It had happened every time. In the end I had to use rage to make it happen. I stumbled on an opportunity when she was accusing me of not being honest, of lying to her, - which of course I was, but rage is part of my self-defence tool box and I used it. And it was over, finally. Or so I thought. Immediately after this final argument I went over to Lara and slept in her arms that night. And we had sex many times.
A few days later Lara was off for a few weeks on a cruising tour she had planned long before. We texted and emailed each other continously while she was away, saying beatiful words and writing emotional love poems to each other. During that time Ann, my very recent ex, contacted me again. Before I knew we were camping in the wild, in a small tent, with a black dildo and a white dildo to play with, filling this small tent with erotic energy and creating a sphere of parallel universe where it was the two of us that were in love, surrounded be a sexual force field keeping thoughts of any other reality away. We fantasized about another man while playing with the dildos. She found it extremely arousing to imagine another man there to fuck her too. She also found the idea of me sucking his cock thrilling. So did I really. You might say we had a kind of virtual threesome there. The weekend passed in sexual bliss. But as we drove back to town the magic wore off, my high wore off, other truths started to appear and we broke off again in the car as we got back.
I did not tell Lara about this.
The day before Lara was back I also found myself in a cafe, dating a women I had picked up online, quite beautiful actually, trying to seduce her. We did not have sex, but we kissed, with tounge, a long and hot kiss. In the evening she sent me a message, she did not want to continue meet me, and with that I was back again madly in love with Lara, and only with Lara. This was my last infidelity for many years. Me and Lara embraced our relationship and our adventurous and promiscous sexual life, got married and stayed together, most of the time very happy.
We were both compulsive thrill seekers and sex addicts, - and what a perfect match we were. I was taken be her in all ways, by her looks, her sexuality, but she was also fun! We met again a few days later, and then I brought a stranger along which I had picked up online for that purpose. She got all excited about the prospect of being with two guys, a first for her. It was even better than the first time! She started fondling us, mostly him, in the hallway, and then down on her knees sucking his cock! She had a huge mirror in golden frame hanging there on the wall, reflecting our image, half naked, kissing, cocks out, sucking! Of course we ended up in bed famously creating an erotic nuclear explosion. Afterwards, she was so happy. She whispered sweet words in my ear, glowing literally of bliss.
In the beginning my visits to her bed were whenever I could manage, more or less every lunch hour. After work I visited my real girlfriend and had sex with her too in the evening and again in the morning. I really did not see a problem with that so long as my girlfriend did not realize I had started an affair with another. My future wite did not mind either, in the beginning. It was not until later when we had acknowledged our feelings for each other, tried to suppress them and failed it became a problem. But that was only later.
I was very promiscous at this time, being a sex addict and all that. So besides those two amazing women I was also meeting with various casual partners of both sexes. Usually I told Lara, my future wife, about my escapades. It was not possible to be that open with my girlfriend, she was in fact a very jealous type. Actually that was one of the reasons I finally broke up with her. It was difficult for me to end the relationship, even after it had become quite obvious that I was madly in love with Lara and the situation had become untenable. Many times I went to see here, determined to do the deed, tell her I wanted out. Then I got to her place, she welcomed me so full of smile and joy, embracing me, kissing me and telling me of her newest very interesting suggestion of what she wanted to do with me. Then I hesitated. Then we had sex. I simply could not resist it. It felt like I also loved her, at least while she was in my arms, or her tounge in my mouth, or my cock in her pussy. And afterwards I simply could not go thru with it, so I thought to myself, it can wait, next time I will. It had happened every time. In the end I had to use rage to make it happen. I stumbled on an opportunity when she was accusing me of not being honest, of lying to her, - which of course I was, but rage is part of my self-defence tool box and I used it. And it was over, finally. Or so I thought. Immediately after this final argument I went over to Lara and slept in her arms that night. And we had sex many times.
A few days later Lara was off for a few weeks on a cruising tour she had planned long before. We texted and emailed each other continously while she was away, saying beatiful words and writing emotional love poems to each other. During that time Ann, my very recent ex, contacted me again. Before I knew we were camping in the wild, in a small tent, with a black dildo and a white dildo to play with, filling this small tent with erotic energy and creating a sphere of parallel universe where it was the two of us that were in love, surrounded be a sexual force field keeping thoughts of any other reality away. We fantasized about another man while playing with the dildos. She found it extremely arousing to imagine another man there to fuck her too. She also found the idea of me sucking his cock thrilling. So did I really. You might say we had a kind of virtual threesome there. The weekend passed in sexual bliss. But as we drove back to town the magic wore off, my high wore off, other truths started to appear and we broke off again in the car as we got back.
I did not tell Lara about this.
The day before Lara was back I also found myself in a cafe, dating a women I had picked up online, quite beautiful actually, trying to seduce her. We did not have sex, but we kissed, with tounge, a long and hot kiss. In the evening she sent me a message, she did not want to continue meet me, and with that I was back again madly in love with Lara, and only with Lara. This was my last infidelity for many years. Me and Lara embraced our relationship and our adventurous and promiscous sexual life, got married and stayed together, most of the time very happy.
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