Cheating

I had suspected it, but didn't want to admit it. When I came home one evening instead of the planned business trip - which fell through - I got certainty. I entered the apartment we shared, but at first glance I couldn't see anything unusual: Larissa's things were hanging neatly on the coat rack, fresh flowers were on the dresser. I was already looking forward to spending a nice weekend with my girlfriend instead of the boring business trip.

Larissa really was a dream woman. I had met her three years ago and we had been living together for a year. Her smooth face with green eyes and long reddish-brown hair fascinated me the most. Larissa's figure was also impressive.

I put my shoes down and only then did I notice: Next to Larissa's were a pair of unknown men's shoes. I immediately became suspicious. I quietly took off my shoes and put them in the wardrobe. I slipped quietly through the apartment to the bedroom door. As I did so, wild thoughts raced through my head: I knew Larissa had a creepy effect on men, but would she take it that far? Would she actually have another man in our bed? No, that's definitely just a mistake.

Heart pounding in my throat, I put my ear to the bedroom door. The thought of Larissa cheating on me was terrifying and exciting at the same time. Rustling noises, probably from the bedclothes, reached my ears... now also a pleasant moan. The noises got louder and louder.

Larissa couldn't be alone. I pushed against the door. It swung open slightly, silently, so I could see our bed. Larissa lay in it and Paul, my best friend. Both were naked and Paul was giving my girlfriend a good hard time with his mouth.

Larissa's pussy lips were wide open and Paul's tongue ran up and down her slit again and again. I was thunderstruck and could only watch the spectacle idly. Larissa had her eyes closed and moaned out her pleasure. Now Larissa began to stroke Paul's whole body with her hands.

Her hands slid down his back, shifting her position to stroke his cock as well. My cock was rock hard. Luckily they couldn't see me in my position as the hallway was in darkness. Larissa rubbed Paul's cock like she always does with me and Paul then began to increase his tongue strokes.

Finally, Larissa lowered her head onto his cock and took it deep inside. I started to unbutton my pants... It didn't take long and they switched positions again so that Paul could now insert his cock into her from behind. In this position, the two fell into their rhythm, so that only voluptuous sounds came from their lips. Larissa's breasts bounced to the beat of Paul's thrusts.

The moment they both climaxed, so did I. Luckily, thanks to a handkerchief, I was able to keep the floor free from tell-tale stains. I discreetly withdrew so the two of them wouldn't notice me. I decided not to confront Larissa and to return the favor to Paul's girlfriend when the opportunity arose... A few hours later I entered our apartment again. Larissa was just vacuuming.

Although she was surprised that I was not on a business trip – as planned – she acted happy when I explained to her that the trip had fallen through. "How nice, then we'll have the whole weekend to ourselves!" she said. She said, but did she mean it? I pulled myself together so that Larissa wouldn't notice that I knew about her infidelity. I decided to put her to the test tonight. Larissa didn't show any of this! She was really looking forward to our weekend.

Spontaneously she decided to cook us something delicious and while we were eating she happily talked about her colleagues' relationships and her experiences at work. Of course, she did not tell her own experiences. This bitch...! I stayed calm and Larissa didn't notice what was going on inside me. To distract myself a little, I turned on the TV after dinner. But Larissa snatched the remote control from me and immediately switched it off again.

"You don't want to spend our weekend in front of the telly, do you?" she scolded me, grabbed my hand and led me straight to the bedroom, where she energetically sat me down on our (made) bed. She had neatly removed all traces...! She dug a bandage out of a drawer and said: "I want to blindfold you with this, because I have a surprise for you!". Now I got curious and forgot all about my thoughts. I let her blindfold me and it got dark around me.

Larissa had also switched off the ceiling light.

Now I only had my ears and my hands to take in what was going on around me. I suddenly felt Larissa's hands caress my body. I could feel her breath on my neck. Larissa sat behind me and slowly and skillfully freed me from my clothes.

She kissed my back slowly now; the hair on the back of my neck stood up as a result of this treatment and I couldn't suppress a pleasant sigh. Larissa now worked her way around my body, kissing her way back up over my stomach, chest and neck and nibbling on my earlobe. That was too much! I could hardly sit still, so the excitement shot up in my abdomen. Now she took my head in both hands and put my mouth on hers, whereupon we melted into a really deep kiss.

It's unbelievable that Paul's cock was in this mouth 3 hours ago. The thought of it didn't make me jealous at that moment, on the contrary, it only made me hornier. Larissa pushed me back and began kissing down my body again until she reached my groin area. There, her mouth and tongue worked intensely on my cock, making it difficult for me to suppress my climax. Paul was forgotten, all I wanted now was Larissa. Suddenly she let go of me to free herself from her clothes.

I heard it from the definite rustle and click of her bra. Soon I would be able to return the tenderness with my hands on her chest... My hands ran over Larissa's body and I almost felt my cock burst. Larissa now in turn moaned out her lust. My excitement grew immeasurably when my hand touched her delta, because there wasn't any more! Larissa had completely shaved off her pubic hair! I tore the bandage off my head because I could hardly believe it. "I told you I have a surprise for you," she smiled at me! That night turned out to be one of the hottest I've ever experienced with Larissa.

Before we fell asleep, she whispered a soft "I love you" in my ear. Did she really mean it? Confused and lost in thought, I finally fell asleep. The next day, Larissa casually told me that her cousin called from Wisconsin and invited her to her birthday party over the weekend. "You don't mind if I go there?" she said. Alarm bells went off for me immediately! I suspected that she wasn't going to Wisconsin at all, but rather to an intimacy with Paul.

Trying not to show it, I put my arms around her and told her that of course I didn't mind. Larissa gave me all her attention until the weekend and I didn't miss out in bed either. On the contrary, she seduced me at all possible times of the day and night. I enjoyed this very much...

Friday evening was approaching and by the time I got home from work, Larissa had already packed her things for the weekend. “Honey, I just wanted to wait and say goodbye before I leave.

But I have to leave right away so I don't arrive in the middle of the night.” “You bitch!” I thought, but didn't let it show. I carried her bag to the car, Larissa kissed me goodbye again, got in and disappeared…. not quite, because I had made preparations: as soon as Larissa left the yard, I took off my coat and threw it in the garage, because underneath I was already wearing my leather suit, which I would need when I went to the one that was waiting behind the garage motorcycle swung. Quickly thrown on my helmet, then I revved up the engine and clung to Larissa's heels. Luckily it was dark so she wouldn't notice me except for a distant headlight on the country road. As suspected, Larissa didn't drive to the freeway entrance, which she actually should have taken after Wisconsin.

The journey continued on the main road through three small towns. I was starting to get cold and hoped the ride would be over soon. Two towns and two rather dead hands down, she pulled into a motel parking lot. Bingo! From a safe distance, I watched her come out of reception and go to a bungalow further back.

I quietly crept behind and approached the house. The motel was apparently just small wooden bungalows, each containing a room and a bathroom. The rear consisted of a large terrace with a correspondingly large window. What luck, I was able to keep watching them from the dark.

After about half an hour – Larissa was just freshening up – there was a knock on the door and Paul came in. Larissa greeted him enthusiastically and I noticed that I could also overhear their conversation. Excellent! The two quickly got down to business: kissing and stroking, they sank onto the bed. Larissa began to peel Paul out of his clothes until he was completely naked except for his panties.

Paul also wanted to free Larissa from the clothes, but Larissa said: "Stop! I have another surprise for you!”. Leaving Paul on the bed, she went to her bag and pulled out two silk scarves. "If you don't mind, I'd like to tie you up first..." she said. Paul just nodded.

She had never done such a bondage game with me before. Jealousy gnawed at me... She fixed Paul's hands on the bed frame so that he could only kick his legs when he felt like moving. Larissa meanwhile put down a strip that had washed. Even my eyes almost fell out of my head, but Paul's steeply erect panties showed that he had to feel at least the same way.

Garment after garment fell to the floor, Larissa moving her hips and body provocatively. When her panties fell and Paul saw her shaved cunt, he moaned, "Wow, you really did it?!". "Only for you honey…". That hit! Larissa now began kissing Paul all over his body, only avoiding the area around his panties.

Paul squirmed under her treatment but didn't get a chance to touch and kiss her as well. Larissa now touched Paul with her breasts and let her sex slide up and down his leg. That not only drove Paul crazy, but also Larissa closed her eyes and a slight moan escaped her. Finally, she moved her lower body in front of his mouth, where her bare cunt was immediately greeted by his tongue.

She now also held on to the bed frame as Paul did it to her with all the rules of the art with lips and tongue. Larissa cried out as she came. Paul's mouth was all smeared, but Larissa dealt with it immediately as she kissed him, licking it clean.

Now Paul was freed from his panties as well, his rather swollen cock jumping at Larissa. That would certainly have happened to me with this treatment...! Larissa greeted him with a tongue lick on the glans, whereupon she quickly put her entire mouth over him. Paul rolled his eyes! Larissa started licking and sucking, kissing and nibbling and never letting his cock out of her mouth for a moment.

She turned while doing so, so that Paul also came back to her pussy with his tongue. So the two lay and spoiled each other in their 1969s. All I heard from Paul was a muffled "Warning, mm., come on!" and he pumped his seed into Larissa's wide-open mouth. She clamped her mouth even further over his twitching cock, but it was too much.

His sperm ran out of the corners of her mouth onto the bedclothes. But even when he was done, she didn't let him go. She kept going until his device was nice and straight again. But only to turn around and sink it deep in her pussy... I've had enough! The jealousy hurt, but on the other hand I was so turned on by the spectacle that I was afraid my pants wouldn't last the rest of the evening.

I decided to act now, because after all, Violette – Paul's girlfriend – was alone at home... First I went home to freshen up and to call Violette. After all, I didn't want to fall into the same category, I wanted everything to appear as normal as possible. When I called her to chat "just for fun," I quickly brought the conversation to the point that Larissa wouldn't be there this weekend. "Paul isn't there either," she said, "don't you want to come over to chat, so we won't waste so many telephone units?".

Goal achieved! We made an appointment in half an hour.

With a bottle of champagne I made my way to Violette, since she lived just two streets away. On the way I was tormented by thoughts about Larissa. I thought about how she had spoiled Paul. Am I no longer enough for her? Violette opened with a beaming smile.

When I saw her, I seriously wondered why Paul takes such a liking to Larissa. Sure, Larissa was a beauty, but Violette really was a head turner. She wore short blonde hair, had sparkling blue eyes and a laugh that had to captivate everyone immediately. With her body she could easily have competed with some models, but Violette was content to work for a lawyer. I sat down in the living room, where Violette immediately served a couple of canapés.

We had a really good chat and over time the conversation became more and more relaxed – also because of the champagne. That's how I found out that Paul had told her he was at a weekend seminar. Well, you could call it that too…! A few glasses of champagne later, I brought the conversation to sex. I wanted to create an atmosphere of sizzling eroticism.

It wasn't just about getting revenge on Paul by sleeping with his girlfriend anymore. No, now I was really keen on Violette. Just like Larissa and I, Violette and Paul had been living together for a few years. I wanted to know if everything was still right sexually. Violette was amazingly open and provided information about everything I wanted to know.

Just like Larissa and I, the two were still happy, trying new things in bed and actually had an intact relationship. So why, I asked myself, are Larissa and Paul cheating on each other? The atmosphere grew hotter as Violette and I revealed intimate details of our lives to each other. In the meantime, we had also moved a little closer together on the sofa, so that our touching caused additional crackling. "Want to know what's the latest we've tried?" she asked.

Of course I wanted. "Really?" she teased. I could only nod. "All right... Paul asked me to shave my pubic hair."

"And? Did you do it?” I wanted to know. She nodded. The idea of Violette's naked slit excited me enormously. "And how do you like it?" I asked now with a slightly trembling voice.

Violette smiled and answered: “Hm, actually wonderful. It's much more intense when Paul touches his tongue to me there now. I feel a lot more. And it looks great too. In fact, I wouldn't want it any other way. Do you want to see it?“.

bong! I did not expect that. My pants got really tight. I nodded slightly.

Violette smiled her sweet smile and started to unbutton her jeans. "But really just look!" she said. She slowly took off her pants. To take off the slip, she stood up briefly and stripped it off.

Insanity! "Beautiful!" I said. With her legs slightly apart, she sat back down on the sofa. She really had the most perfect cleft I had ever seen. Her labia were spread slightly so that the inner labia and clit peeped out a little.

Not a hair disturbed the sight. “Do you like me?” Violette asked softly. Nod again. "I suppose. You want to see more?!” she continued, slowly removing her blouse and top so that she was now sitting completely naked next to me. She leaned against the back of the sofa and began to cross her legs across my lap. She accidentally touched my bump. An exciting scent rose towards me from her lap.

She snuggled closer and closer to me and began to unbutton my shirt. "Now you!" she whispered in my ear...! That couldn't be true, actually I wanted to seduce Violette and now she seduced me! I enjoyed Violette's purely random touches on my most intimate places when she undressed me. In the end I was sitting on the sofa just like her, stark naked. "You don't look bad either!" she smiled at me.

She put her mouth close to mine and we locked into a deep kiss that grew wilder the longer it lasted. Our tongues did a real dance. I couldn't keep my hands still any longer and ran them over her back, arms, breasts and hips. Violette acknowledged this with a slight groan.

I broke away from her grip to cover her body in kisses from top to bottom. At her breasts and between them I let my tongue circle. Violette's nipples were rock hard due to her excitement. I continued to wander with my tongue and at the height of her navel Violette pressed me further down so that I immediately sank into her overflowing love grotto.

I caressed her labia and didn't miss a millimeter. She had really done a great job shaving. Not even stubble could be felt. Plus, it just tasted heavenly. Every time I touched her clit, she winced and pressed my head more on her sex.

I went on like a maniac, I wanted to give her the first orgasm. It wasn't long before she came like a volcano. Violette reared up and screamed out her lust while her whole vagina twitched rhythmically and almost overflowed. I couldn't swallow that much of her juice, most of it just spilled onto the sofa.

After her orgasm subsided, she hugged me and kissed me passionately. I slipped my arms under her and pulled her up. So I carried Violette into the bedroom. I looked at her and asked her: "Is what we are doing here right?".

Violette smiled at me and just nodded.

The night with Violette was fantastic. My now purple cock was pumped out of her wet hole as we both came at the same time. Violette spoiled me with her hands, breasts, mouth and tongue and I returned the favor as best I could. Late that night we fell asleep in each other's arms and exhausted.