# #

Coronavirus helped me become a whore. Cathy’s Confessions 2

1071 Words | 2 |3.00
By

With Danny trapped in NYC because of the Corona Virus, Derek and I have been acting as husband and wife, I truly enjoy the thrill of cheating on Danny

Hello my readers, it’s Cathy I hope you read my previous adventure. I am 28, four feet nine inches short (a spinner), and I’ve been married for four years to a wonderful man. I was sexually normal until I started experimenting with my husband and his sexual fantasies. I had been sexually active with 5 young men, that were around my age, and 9 older men before my husband, ranging from the ages of 48 to 63. I’m a blonde package, a PAWG with the shape of a latina. I know the power of my appeal and it sexually excites me to know that so many men and women want to sleep with me. Nevertheless, this is about my cheating love affair with Derek, my husband’s close friend, who is a very popular African American male dancer.
I need you readers to understand that this is truly a confession, I just need to type out my poor behavior, because I know that what I’m doing is wrong and sinfull. However, I enjoy it and have become addicted to the act of cheating, it’s an amazing rush. As some of you might already know; my husband and I practice role playing and have fantasized about me making love to other women and men, for the entire legth of our 4 year marriage, not once has he been my fantasy lover, which is the only way he prefers sex. Even while we dated I only fucked him regularly, or in a normal fashion for about a month and a half, until he wanted me to fantasize about women while watching lesbian porn and as he ate my pussy, he trained me to only think of the girls and women on the screen. He would later have me only fantasize about other men, like Manuel Ferraro, Nacho Vidal and Rocco Siffredi, it was great, I loved it, and I felt so proud and turned on that I could satisfy him by having orgasms while truly thinking of other people. After a while it became a natural way of sex for us, so much so, that I actually could see the faces and bodies of the people I fantasized about, right in front of me while Danny and I made love, even when I kissed him with opened or closed eyes, I saw the lover of my fantasies. I would say the lovers name in public, “Kiss me Manuel;” “I love you Rocco, I want to make love to you later;” or “I love you Syd (Syd Blakovich) thank you for making me a bisexual girlfriend.”
I convey this information to let you readers understand that it was Danny, my husband, who willingly trained me to desire, want, fantasize and role play sexually about other people for the entire legth of our relationship, and we fucked all the time, literally all the time, he’s very, very sexual, so you can image how it changes a persons perspective on love making if your lover only wants you to think of someone else while he fucks you. Anyway, it all came to a peak, when he asked me to date, fully, an ex boyfriend; I did, for several months, exclusively rekindled a bad relationship, but great sex, with my ex, who would share me with several of his buddies. After a period of time, I ended it, due to his drug use. I returned to Danny, and truthfully told him every sexual and emotional detail and he was so turned on by it that he learned to fuck just like my ex, and he wanted me to only think of my ex boyfriend, while we fucked. We both loved it, and it drove my sex drive through the roof, from all those experiences, I knew what I wanted and it was to be as submissive to Danny as I possible could and to fantasize about anyone I chose and he would love and appreciate me more. I was a dirty fucking whore and I loved it, so when Derek entered our life and my husband and I occasionally fantasized about Derek fucking me, it just became a normal part of me, trasitioning into a fantasy hotwife, and when it finally happened, that Derek and I became private lovers, it seemed natural, but since Danny had expressed to me, two weeks before our wedding, that he didn’t want to share me as he did when we were dating, I was shocked and angry, so I gave a fake smile and nodded. By then I’d already been in a sexual relationship with the best man, “SHIT!” If he didn’t want this lifestyle as a married couple, why the fuck did he introduce this type of sex to me. I was furious! I had become a treacherously dirty talking, trash talking whore; I was even a prostitute for him, from time to time. Because of my anger, I became more bold, daring, and outrageous with Derek….I preferred him to my husband and I let him know it, so we fucked everywhere, in every position, every chance we got….”I FELL IN LOVE WITH DEREK.” It’s impossible for me to sleep with a man and not develop feelings for him, but I don’t develop feelings of love for women, it’s only sexual and that’s how I knew I could never be a lesbian…it’s only sexual.
I am fast forwarding to a few days ago, since Derek and I have been house bound due to the Corona Virus. With my husband, I’ve masturbated to lots of bestiality vidz, and even masturbated to our dog while he humped my legs, but with Derek, I’ve let my dog fuck me, right after Derek. He is training me to become aroused at seeing animals fuck, especially dogs and horses, so we’ll only be watching bestialiy vidz while he’s here and since he’s secretly watched how my husband and I fuck, he’s asked me to only fantasize about my dog fucking me or what ever animal we’re watching on the screen. We bought a dog and horse cock prosthetic, that goes over a human cock and he uses it almost everytime we fuck, AMAZING!
“FUCK ME WITH YOUR DOG COCK, CUM IN MY PUSSY DOGGIE, I’M DEREKS’ WHORE BUT MY PUSSY BELONGS TO DOG COCK!” I shouted, scenario after scenario, lost in my depravity, just waiting to experience more lust filled, sensual, and depraved acts of sex. Until next time.

Please, Rate This Story:
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars
(average: 3.00 out of 7 votes)

By # #

2 Comments

  • Reply Bruh Nick

    Da fuck

  • Reply Your Name

    really dude…. Fucking.. WTH man.