I met my bf through a kinky hookup, and he cheated on his last girlfriend with me (unbeknownst to me at the time), so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that 3.5 years into a “serious” live-in relationship where he talks about marriage and babies, he’s still on here for sex. Sigh. It seems he has countless chat friends and tries to arrange cheating meetups on a fairly regular basis. He’s been friends with an ex lover our entire relationship and never told me. He came into our relationship with a long-standing affair with a married woman still going on. He never gave actually being real a chance.

His r4r could have been found at home. I’m a hot, sexy, adventurous woman. Hotter than him for sure. I’m a freak. I’m down with all his bi fantasies and anal/piss pleasures. I’ve even tried to bring home some dick for him. He knows that…but he stopped wanting actual real sex with an actual real person. I mean, I’m pretty sure he’s been fucking some of you lovely people in person, but it’s not as real as the woman in his bed. He says he’s not interested in me sexually because when I talk to him about any feelings that he doesn’t like or understand, that’s a turn off for him. He can’t handle that kind of real. I mean, he could at least shove his dick in my mouth. But nah.

He’d rather post about being a “reasonably attractive” 39 y/o 6’1” brown haired bearded guy who likes everything from cooking to fully clothed daytime oral to bareback breeding to glory holes to deep online emotional affairs and…well, literally everything. There’s not much he doesn’t seem to want…except me. And honesty.

I sure as fuck wish I’d been getting pounded hard by some hot dominant guy the whole time that I’ve been unknowingly living my bf’s lie. Sucking cock, licking ass. Getting my hair pulled, choked. Dirty talk. More…

It’s a damn shame all around.