Diary of a Cheater: Our Honeymoon

I was never a cheater before my wedding day, but ever since, it's become a way of life.

I've always been a sexual deviant and love all kinds of sex. But I had never realized that cheating could be a fetish. Boy oh boy is it a big fetish for me. I'm not sure anything I've done in the past compares to sex when I'm cheating.

I wasn't sure I could ever top the high of getting my cock sucked by another woman on my wedding day as my wife danced in the next room. But I was determined to try!

We didn't get to go on our honeymoon right away because we had to save up money for it. At first, we were disappointed by this but in the end, it was huge for my cheating.

We started planning the day after our wedding, which is also when I started planning how I could cheat during out honeymoon.

In the end, I decided to push hard for Amsterdam. I figured it would be hard to get away from my wife for very long while on our honeymoon so I'd need a quick fuck. The best answer for that is a hooker and since prostitution is legal in Amsterdam, it was easily the best option for me to cheat.

Luckily, my wife is a pot head and had always wanted to go to Amsterdam, so it was an easy sell.

We landed in Amsterdam around noon and went straight to the hotel. My wife hates traveling and jet lag kills her so we paid extra for an early check in so we could get situated as soon as we arrived. We also did it because I was hoping she would want to take a nap and I could hit the ground running with me cheating plans.

As it turns out, planning ahead is smart. As soon as we walked into the room, my wife dropped her bags and fell face first onto the bed.

"You really do hate long flights, don't you?"

"All I want to do is sleep!!" she said without lifting her head from the bed.

"Why don't you take a nap, we got early check in for a reason."

"No" she said, "It's our honeymoon and I'm not going to be lame!"

"You're not being lame!" I said as I sat down on the bed next to her and rubbed her back "Our honeymoon is also about self care, so you should relax when you want to relax. Plus, if you nap now you'll have more energy tonight!"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I don't mind at all."

"You really are the best" she said as she climbed under the covers.

"I'm going to take a walk, how about you sleep until I get back." I said.

"Perfect!" she said "Love you!"

"Love you too!" I said as I walked out the door, on my way to have sex with a hooker.

I had done my research and found out that the window girls in Amsterdam typically did 20 minute "dates" which was perfect for me.

When I got to the red light district, I took my time and looked around. If you haven't been, it's a pervert's paradise. Incredibly hot women dressed in little to no clothing stand behind doors with windows, like pieces of meat in a butcher shop. Any of them can be had for the right price.

After checking out all of the meat, I decided to go big. I didn't know if I'd have another chance so I found two girls sharing a window and asked if they'd do a threesome.

"Of course!" they said as they took me by the hand and led me to a room in back where we fucked for 40 minutes (I paid for more time because I was having so much fun).

After I nutted in the hotter of the two girls, I cleaned up, got dressed and went back to the hotel. I woke my wife up and she was none the wiser. The whole experience was so hot, I knew I had to fuck as many hookers as I could. We were there for a week and I set a goal of a hooker a day.

As it turns out, I wasn't nearly ambitious enough. By the time we got on our flight to head back home, I had fucked 14 hookers. Turns out it wasn't all that hard to get away from her, thanks to a little bit of deviousness on my part.

Like I said, my wife is a huge pot head so she smoked a ton of weed while we were there. And whenever we bought weed, I made sure that I was the one buying it. I would always buy indica because it's the type of weed that makes you sleepy. And sure enough, my wife took naps every day and went to bed fairly early every night thanks to heavy doses of indica.

That gave me plenty of time for fun. I had sex with all kinds of different girls. One girl was so good I fucked her three different times. She loved that married guys fucked her so she always wanted to talk about my wife while we fucked, which made it so much hotter.

I couldn't believe how well my plan worked out. I fucked my way through the Amsterdam red light district on my honeymoon and my wife had no clue.