Dear Diary: Being A Cheating Whore, While On Couples Retreat
You know darling, I just can’t help, but be a cheating whore, it’s kind of my thing. Despite that, I think my husband is getting suspicious about the naughty things I’ve been up. I think that because he nearly gave me a heart attack last week. He sat me down and said in a serious voice that he hasn’t been feeling close to me lately and that we needed to work on our relationship during his next couples retreat.
Then he said, “I found something and I want to talk to you about it.” I thought I was busted and was trying to come up with an excuse when he started telling me about this couples retreat he found online. It’s similar to the one he hosts most weekends. It was also religious based. I wanted to put his mind at rest so I agreed to go with him. There were four other couples there and on our first night at the retreat they had a group dinner so we could get to know each other.
A couple of the husbands checked me out and I knew they needed the attention of a woman since their wives’ obviously weren’t putting out. I smiled back at them as I sipped on my drink and brushed against Jeff as I passed him, making it clear I saw their looks. Later that evening I told my husband that I needed some alone time to pray for God’s guidance and help during this retreat and he went to bed while I went outside to the garden.
When I went outside, I saw Paul and Jeff standing outside smoking.
“Are you wives neglecting you again? I’m not surprised, they seem like boring old bitches.” I said and Paul replied, “Well maybe you can keep us company.” I gave a little laugh and slid my hand down Jeff’s arm as I got down on my knees. “Maybe I can.” I murmured and unzipped his trousers, taking his dick out. He was soft but I could already tell he was longer than my husband and I put my soft, warm hand around him as I stroked him.
I looked at Paul and said, “Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten you.” Jeff got harder in my fist while I undid Paul’s trousers with my other hand, getting another nice dick to play with. I slid my hand down on Jeff and held him as I put my lips over his head, swallowing every inch of him. He hit the back of my throat and I gagged as I began to jerk off Paul. Jeff held the back of my head as I sucked him, my lips moving up and down his entire length. Meanwhile, Paul moaned and pushed forward, fucking himself in my fist.
Next, I pumped his dick faster as Jeff throbbed against my tongue. I was worried someone would hear his groans and catch us. I kept gong, pleasing my two men while my pussy ached. It made my panties soaking wet. Paul grunted and shoved forward, surprising me by cumming all over my fist. He even got a few blobs on my pretty little face. My filthy mouth did not stop until he swelled and filled my mouth with cum.
Like a good girl, I swallowed it down as I tried to breathe through my nose.
Finally, I slid Jeff out of my mouth, as Paul’s cum slid down my face. I stood up while they put themselves away. That’s when I licked my lips clean and wiped my face before telling them to get back to their wives. This retreat was about spending time with your spouse and working on the relationship, not finding a hot new lover. I went back to the room I was sharing with my husband. I hoped the smell of my new friends would fade by the time he woke up in the morning. Who doesn’t love a cheating whore? Or how about you have a cheating whore like me? Either way darling, we can talk about it and work it out. Don’t be shy sugar!
