{"id":3329,"date":"2024-04-17T15:51:34","date_gmt":"2024-04-17T15:51:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/?p=3329"},"modified":"2024-04-17T15:51:34","modified_gmt":"2024-04-17T15:51:34","slug":"i-cheated-recently-with-a-guy-i-met-on-reddit-horrible-experience","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/?p=3329","title":{"rendered":"I cheated recently with a guy I met on reddit. Horrible Experience!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-3330\" src=\"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/4-6.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"656\" height=\"813\" srcset=\"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/4-6.png 656w, https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/4-6-242x300.png 242w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 656px) 100vw, 656px\" \/><\/p><div class=\"311fe198f191a864c1efcdfa9efedfdf\" data-index=\"3\" style=\"float: none; margin:0px 0 0px 0; text-align:center;\">\n<div data-type=\"_mgwidget\" data-widget-id=\"1782571\">\r\n<\/div>\r\n<script>(function(w,q){w[q]=w[q]||[];w[q].push([\"_mgc.load\"])})(window,\"_mgq\");\r\n<\/script>\r\n\n<\/div>\n\n<p>My husband was gone for the weekend, and I wanted to cheat. Plain and simple. I wanted someone to use me, fuck the hell out of me, and leave it there. Well I met up with someone that posted on a local subreddit. We exchanged a good bit and I decided to meet him late that night for a late night booty call. Don&#8217;t pay attention to my grammar. I am not caring at this point. Anyway, I go to his house, he sneaks me into the back door because he has a ring doorbell. I know to start with, this was a stupid idea. I did it anyway. Well I freshened up in his bathroom because I had been at work all day. After I freshened up I saw no need for small talk. I came out with the towel wrapped around me. He seemed to be pleased. If you know what I mean. Well.we went to the room and he undressed and sat on the edge of the bed. I went down to suck his dick. I did about 3 to 4 strokes and he lifts me up and scoots back.on the bed. I am not sure what he is wanting. He isn&#8217;t telling me, so I straddle him to ride. He could have wanted 69 but didn&#8217;t say. Well I go to put him in and it goes limp. I ask, are you okay. He says yeah. So I roll off not sure what to do. He goes down on me for a little while. It was okay, never really hit the spot, but that was fine. I pretended it was good. Well he gets hard from that. Starts fucking me doggy, that was pretty good. I am not a big doggy style person. Don&#8217;t like to think about them looking at my asshole. But I rolled with it. Then he has me lay on my back and he does a modified missionary style. 1 leg up to my face. 1 leg over to the side, he is laying across it and kind of under me, to get in deep. That was pretty good. I could feel him hitting bottom. I like that. Getting into it good at about 3 minutes into this fucking he stops, but I don&#8217;t stop flexing my kegels, so he jumps up and sprays cum on the floor. Yes it was unprotected, why I thought he was married and hadn&#8217;t been with anyone else, plus I am near 50 and can&#8217;t get pregnant. Well he doesn&#8217;t know my age at this point. He has just seen pictures of me. So I think why did he do that?. Guess he was scared of getting me pregnant. it is the only thing I can fathom. Anyway, he lays next to me and says, &#8220;Give me a few minutes, and I can go again.&#8221; Then he goes back down on me. I do the whole pretend thing. After a good while of that. He says, &#8220;It has been a very long day, I don&#8217;t think I can go again.&#8221; I was like, no problem. We talked a minute or 2. I tell him my age. He really doesn&#8217;t say anything. I say we&#8217;ll. I am going to get dressed now and go. I was gonna go never to be seen or heard from again. He says as I am leaving. I am looking for an fwb. If you want to have the next 10 days free. Maybe we can get together. We&#8217;ll I don&#8217;t think I could. He walked me halfway and then at the end of his gate. Stopped, said okay bye. Boom! I go on about my way. Thought about a few things I liked about the night. Like he kept his eyes on me the entire time, he kissed my belly(mmm). Okay, those were it. So I thought, well, he was nervous. I made a little time the next day. I messaged him. Remember, he says I have 10 days. Let me know. Crickets. I even messaged again just in case the notification got cleared and he didn&#8217;t realize it. Because you know you can&#8217;t tell if they have read a dm. So I was like, okay. I got with a girlfriend that night instead. Had a lot of fun then. I thought we&#8217;ll maybe he was embarrassed, I will send him a message and talk to him about what I enjoyed about the night. Crickets, then come to find out he blocked me. Now why would he say when I am leaving, &#8220;I want an fwb, &#8221; &#8220;Will you?&#8221; Then ghost me. So now moral of the story, cheat and get fucked up in the head. I went from feeling I am an attractive older woman. To feeling like I am hideous and not even fuckable. I hate not knowing what the problem was. I would rather someone say, &#8220;you ain&#8217;t got enough ass for me&#8221;, or :your pussy is too fat for me&#8221;, or &#8220;you just ain&#8217;t my type&#8221; or shit even &#8220;you are too old for me&#8221;. Then sitting here wondering exactly what is wrong with me. That is some fucked up karma right there!<\/p>\n\n<div style=\"font-size: 0px; height: 0px; line-height: 0px; margin: 0; padding: 0; clear: both;\"><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My husband was gone for the weekend, and I wanted to cheat. Plain and simple. 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