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By *ndiancheatingwife OP   Couple
32 weeks ago

Solihull

Sunday 24th August 2025 - real events

The night felt alive with promise as I stepped out, lips painted with a daring shade of red. The colour chosen not by chance but by intention. I knew the power it carried, the way my lips caught attention.

When  I entered, I was pleased to see the man I had seen before, the last time I was here. I moved to the bar with slow confidence, we said hello and I ordered some drinks. Nikki was curious and asked if I already knew him, i got a feeling that she could sense a spark that normally is not possible between two strangers.

He poured the drinks with confidence asking at each point how much gin, lemonade and lime I wanted. He was obviously trying to leave a lasting impression and knew his every move was being watched.

I thanked him for our drinks and invited him to join us when he could. The words were simple, but the way I said them carried  something else - a promise, a challenge, an unspoken truth that the night was just beginning.

As the night went on, I found myself wanting to go back to the bar and it wasn't for another drink we needed another drink, he saw me approaching & had already reached for the bottle he knew exactly what I wanted. His hand brushed mine as he passed the glass, intentionally, not accidental. Just enough to make my skin remember it, our eyes still locked but now saying to each other that touch for a few seconds was not enough.. we wanted more, we needed more, our bodies needed more. As I thanked him, he asked if I wanted to go for a smoke. Yes of course I did, we agreed to meet outside.

I stepped out into the smoking area. I went to the bench, I Iit my cigarette with shaky hands, and as I took the first drag there he was. He walked towards me, he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, his lips warm, his arms round my waist, he told me l looked even more beautiful than the first time he saw me. My response was I made that little extra effort in the hope I would see him. 

We sat on the bench, our thighs touching arms brushing as we smoked in silence. I wasn't awkward, it was Charged Every movement felt like foreplay, Slow, subtle & deliberate. Then I felt his hand, gently resting on my leg, not rushed, not asking, just there I froze, not from fear, but from the feeling of the way my body reacted. It was like every nerve had been waiting for this moment and now that it was here, l didn't know what to do with it.

My body was on fire. but couldn't move. I could feel his breath close to mine, I could feel his fingers slowly stroking my leg. I turned slightly to look at him, our eyes met and I whispered to him that I didn't want him to stop. He asked me if I was okay and I said yes. He held my hand & stood up & walked towards a door. He looked behind at me, checking I was OK. I looked at him & smiled whilst I continued to follow him.

He was still holding my hand as we slipped away into the room. It looked like a storage space, shadows stretching across the desk.  He leaned me gently against the desk his body close and then his lips found mine. At first his kiss was soft, almost tentative as though savouring the first taste. Then it deepened hungrier, as if he needed me in that moment, his tongue brushed against mine, playful at first, until I no longer wanted it to leave my mouth. 

His hands travelled slowly deliberately tracing the curve of my back, then sliding upward again. When his fingers threaded into my hair and gave the slightest tug, a shiver ran through me whilst he started kissing my neck and making his way down to my nipples. At first kissing them with my bra on, they were getting harder and my whole body was tingling. His warm breath, his wet tongue. I was at the point where I knew I had no control. 

He then took my nipples out of my bra, his warm breath sending shivers & sparks all the way through my body. At first he was slow & sensual, my hands around his head pushing him harder. He understood what I wanted & sucked harder I was becoming soaking wet, I was wanting his cock inside me

He came back & started to kiss me again. He lifted me onto the desk and started by kissing my lips, making his way down to my neck, kissing, biting & licking. He then made his way back to my nipples again, starting off slow & sensual & then becoming hard. Then he made his way down to my pussy. He started off licking me up & down, his warm breath sending electric shocks up & down my body. I moved his head back up to my lips, my legs wrapped around his waist. I undid his jeans, he stepped & walked to the desk & got something out of the drawer. I realised it was a condom. He clearly had done this before & planning on doing it again. This excited me, tonight I was the chosen 1. He walked back towards me, his trousers and boxers came down. His cock hard as a rock. He put the condom on & started kissing me again. My legs wrapped around his body. I could feel his cock rubbing on my pussy. He held his cock & rubbed it on my pussy up & down. I was getting wetter, I couldn't hold it anymore. I held his cock & pushed it inside me, slowly it went deeper. Then as he was nearly fully inside me he pushed it fully & hard. We made eye contact. I told him I wanted him to fuck me hard. At first he started to go in & out slow & deep. He then put his hands and held my ass. He looked at me & asked if I was ready. I looked at him & said yes. He looked at me & fucked me hard & deep. I started to moan, he told me to stop, we both needed this, he was fucking me so hard, it hurt but I didn't want it to stop. I needed to cum, I whispered this to him & as I did we both came, kissing each other whilst we both released our juices.

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By *ndiancheatingwife OP   Couple
32 weeks ago

Solihull

His cock slid free of me with a wet sound, condom glistening in the low light as he tied it off and tossed it aside onto the desk clutter. My thighs trembled as I stayed perched on the edge, dress rucked up, bra straps half-fallen, nipples still aching from his mouth. His hand smoothed down my hair, then hooked beneath my chin, tilting my face until his lips claimed mine again, slower now, lingering, tasting me like he wanted to brand me with it.

I could taste the faint tang of latex, gin, and lust when he whispered against my mouth, “You’re fucking dangerous.” His words weren’t a compliment, they were an oath, his thumb dragging over my swollen lower lip as if he wanted to keep me there forever.

I slid off the desk, knees weak, my panties hanging at mid-thigh, and I reached down to tug them back up. He caught my wrist, stopping me. “Leave them,” he said, voice husky, “I want you walking back out there with me still dripping out of you.” My cunt clenched at the command, at the obscene thought of my husband texting me while another man’s cock had just been inside me.

We stood in the shadows, his hand curling around my throat, thumb stroking gently like he was claiming every inch of me even as the muffled sound of laughter and clinking glasses filtered through the walls. He leaned in close, his breath hot in my ear. “This isn’t the last time. You know that, right?”

I wanted to say no, to be sensible, to leave this in the dark. Instead, I nodded, my voice a whisper betraying me. “I’ll need more.”

He smirked, kissed my jaw, then stepped back, buttoning his jeans with calm ease like nothing about him was out of place. I fixed my dress, my hair, trying to erase the evidence, but my body betrayed me—lips swollen, thighs slick, legs shaky. He reached for the door, then paused, looking back at me with a grin that said he already knew I was his.

“Take a minute,” he murmured, and slipped out into the night, leaving me alone with the smell of sex, the ache between my legs, and the terrifying thrill that I’d just crossed a line I would never come back from.

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By *ndiancheatingwife OP   Couple
32 weeks ago

Solihull

I pulled my bra back into place, fingers trembling, the lace still damp where his mouth had been. My dress clung to my thighs, wrinkled from where he had pushed it up, but I smoothed it down as best I could. My lips burned, too swollen for the shade of red I’d painted them in the mirror earlier, but there was no fixing it now. My cunt still pulsed with the echo of him, slick warmth sliding with each step as I forced myself toward the door.

The bar lights hit me like a slap—bright, noisy, filled with chatter—and I blinked against it, forcing my face into something resembling casual. My chest rose and fell too fast, my pulse still in my ears, but I crossed the room with steady heels, like I hadn’t just been bent over a desk and fucked until I came.

Nikki caught my eye immediately. She had that look—the kind only a friend can give—the curious half-smile that digs deeper than words. Her head tilted, and her eyes skimmed over me like she was piecing together a puzzle.

“Took your time,” she teased, voice dripping with suggestion.

I slid into my seat, wrapped my lips around the straw in my glass, and hoped the cool gin might erase the taste of him still lingering on my tongue. “Needed some air,” I said, trying to keep it light.

Her smile widened, not buying it, her hand brushing mine on the table like she was testing me. “Air always makes your lipstick vanish like that?”

Heat rose up my throat, but I forced a slow grin, tilting my glass toward her. “Guess it wasn’t smudge-proof.” My voice came out huskier than I wanted, betraying me.

And there—across the bar—he moved behind the counter as if nothing had happened. Pouring drinks, laughing with customers, his eyes only flicking to me for half a second. But that half second hit me harder than the gin, harder than Nikki’s knowing stare. My thighs pressed together under the table, trying to hold myself in.

Nikki leaned in, lips brushing my ear, whispering low so only I could hear. “You’re glowing, babe. And it’s not the fucking gin.”

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By *olmaMan
32 weeks ago

Kettering

Fantastic start

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By *ndiancheatingwife OP   Couple
32 weeks ago

Solihull

Nikki’s breath was hot against my ear, words laced with amusement and suspicion. I tried to laugh it off, swirling the ice in my glass, but she leaned back just enough to watch me, her eyes glinting sharp like she already knew.

“Come on,” she purred, lips curling in that wicked smile I’d seen her use to get men to spill secrets. “You were gone too long for just a smoke. And your cheeks…” she reached out, brushing her thumb over the flushed heat of my skin, “yeah, that’s not the night air.”

My stomach tightened, a pulse shooting straight back between my legs. I shook my head, smirking to cover the tremble in it. “You’ve got an imagination, Nikki.”

Her grin widened, predator-slow. She leaned closer again, her hand finding my thigh beneath the table, fingers squeezing just above my knee. “Maybe. But I know the signs.” Her gaze flicked toward the bar, toward him. “And he’s been watching you like a man who just fucked you deep & hard against the wall.”

I sucked in a sharp breath, choking on the gin, but her hand stayed on my leg, sliding a little higher. The bar felt suddenly too hot, too bright, my skin prickling as if every stranger could see what was happening under the table.

“Nik…” I warned, but my voice broke soft, too soft, betraying the truth in my silence.

Her nails dragged lightly against my thigh, teasing, testing, her face inches from mine. “Tell me I’m wrong,” she whispered, her lips almost brushing my cheek. “Say it, and I’ll let it go.”

But I couldn’t. My body screamed louder than my words ever could, the wet ache between my legs proof enough. My silence was her victory.

Her laugh was low, husky, curling around me like smoke. “God, you dirty little cheating whore,” she murmured, pulling her hand away at last. “I knew it.”

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By *arkRoastCouple (MM)
32 weeks ago

London

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32 weeks ago

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32 weeks ago

Spain

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32 weeks ago

Wolverhampton

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31 weeks ago

Watford

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31 weeks ago

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31 weeks ago

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30 weeks ago

Highbridge

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30 weeks ago

Glasgow/ Kilmarnock

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30 weeks ago

england

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