I spread my legs for Jake and let my pussy feast on his cock for Thanksgiving. These pics show how my clit is in full hard-dick chick mode thinking about Jake. It’s been a few days since posting about it, which is a long break for me, but my Thanksgiving went so sexually off the wall that it’s taken a couple of days to get back down to earth. I had about 10 friends over, and as an afterthought, I invited Jake. Scott wasn’t happy when he opened the door, and the man who is currently breeding his wife and making him pussy free walked into the house. It was so delicious to see Jake, the man I have serious feelings for, standing next to my husband, who had no idea that Jake would be there. Just knowing my friends and some of my neighbors were in the same room with the man I am cheating on my husband with. I wanted to just wrap my arms around Jake’s neck and passionately kiss him while everyone watched but I knew that would be way over the line for everyone. So, instead, I just gave him a hug and “accidentally” rubbed his crotch in a way no one could see. Things were basically normal for everyone, but I caught a few people giving both Jake and me some curious glances, which only made my pussy wetter. We all sat down, Scott across from me, and Jake made sure to sit next to me. Without a doubt, I reached under the table and rubbed Jake’s cock through his pants, and it responded by getting nice and stiff for me. When I was done fondling his cock, he tried to rub my pussy but several things kept him from being successful. One, I had jeans on, and two, it was an awkward angle that made it too obvious for everyone to see if he continued to do it. The attempt had its intended effect. I was so turned on that I was losing track of what I was supposed to be doing and wasn’t keeping up with the conversation. All I could think about was feeling Jake’s hard cock slipping inside of me, stretching my insides, moving things in me around to make room for his cock. I wanted to feel his sperm pouring into me, swimming around inside of me, trying in vain to knock me up. I wanted Scott to know that I opened my legs willingly for Jake and begged him to fuck me. I wanted all of that and more, but I had dinner guests, so I had to get my mind off of Jake’s cock and back to the guests.
Things went pretty normal, and after dinner, everyone went to the porch. I was cleaning up when Jake walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me, and palmed my tits in his hands. He kissed the back of my neck which turned my pussy into a girl jizz faucet. I turned around and started making out with him, but I heard the porch door open, so I quickly disengaged and went back to cleaning. Most of the guests had left an hour or so later, and the remaining were on the porch and settled in. So I gave Jake “the look” and went into the kitchen. He followed shortly after. We snuck into my bedroom, and I pushed him onto the bed, pulled his pants down, sucked his cock hard, climbed on, and came hard in 30 seconds or less. Jake's balls emptied inside of me shortly afterward, flooding my guts with his sperm. Jakes's cum is always so thick and chunky that it sticks and hangs on wherever it lands, so after I pulled off and his cock plopped out onto his belly, only a small glob of his cum plopped onto the bed. I left it for Scott to clean up. The rest of his jizz stayed deep inside my guts, and I had the pleasure of feeling his cum lubing me up while I mingled with the rest of my guests and best of all, knowing I had the sperm of a better man in my guts while I gave my husband a heartwarming kiss for being such a good host. Then when Jake said he had to leave, he thanked my husband for the wonderful time, and I walked him to his car, finally feeling his jizz starting to pour out of me. I looked around, made sure nobody was watching, and kissed him. Jake told me he loved me, and I said I know you do…I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I’m not sure yet. I’m not at that point yet. It’s close, though! My pussy certainly is madly in love with him, and my pussy is slowly convincing my brain…and I like that!
Brandon saw my post on IG and now he wants to drain his testicles down my throat. I told him I would love to drink his cum, he just needs to get his dick near enough so I can work the sperm out of his balls for him. Brandon is the son of Scott’s best friend. Brandon tells his father and everyone else every time he pumps a load in one of my holes. I like that. I like knowing that they know I’m fucking around on Scott. Brandon will walk up to me when I’m with Scott and tell him he’s taking me away to let me suck his dick…and I will go with Brandon, and I will suck his dick just the way he wants me to. I adore him for doing that. It makes me feel so…unfaithful and deliciously cruel in the most sexual of ways. Brandon has moved recently and is only a few minutes away. The possibilities are endless with him being that close. My pussy is drooling thinking about having access to his cock anytime I want. Just being able to drive around downtown with Brandons cock in my mouth has me fired up in ways I can’t describe.
Jake is asking me to spend the weekend with him at his house. I haven’t made up my mind, but I want to. The sex we had last week was so amazing I can’t get it out of my mind. The orgasms were so intense I glowed for days. The feelings we are developing are amazing, and being a couple with Jake has been more incredible than I thought possible. I wish I could bring Jake around my neighborhood and get them used to seeing us together. Sure, it will turn Scott into a shriveled-up tiny beta cuck, but that has been my goal since I married him. I had a dream we moved Scott into the RV, and Jake moved into the house. The thought of it has turned me into an obsessed sex addicted uber MILF. Every time I see Scott, I want to feel Jake’s cock slipping into my guts, taking me further from Scott with each stroke of his cock bottoming out in my holes. Don’t’ get me wrong, I am not dumping Scott…I’m just turning him into my perfect husband…which for me is a defeated cuck who washes Jakes's jeep as Jake is pumping cum in my guts and then thanks him for breeding me afterward.
Got home this morning at 4 AM with a cum runny pussy, a stretched-wide asshole, and a smile on my face. Still tired as I sit here on my wonderfully aching butthole but still smiling about how I let Shane use me like a fuck toy.
It started out as a trip that I made Scott come along with, hoping to see Brandon, and then proceeded to rub it in Scott’s face with Brandon. Brandon isn’t fond of Scott and loves to take any shot at Scott he can. Brandon putting his dick in my mouth seems to be a pretty good way to start a solid way to reduce Scott to a whiny little troll in Brandon’s eyes. I admit I like to see Scott being shrunk to a tiny little man before me. It makes me want to fuck Brandon so much my girl goo drools out of me. But…fuck me…Brandon wasn’t there. We didn’t stay long; there wasn’t anyone there I knew, so we went to the Ocean Deck. On the way, I texted Shane and told him I would be there. He never replied. It ended up being another bummer. A very slow night, for sure. Just before leaving, I saw Shane walk through the door. My heart fluttered at the sight of him. My pussy turned on the waterworks. Shane walked over, sat down like he owned the table, and kissed me deeply in front of Scott. He then made some small talk with Scott, and when Scott went to answer, Shane cut him off and said, “Whatever, it’s time for you to leave. Your wife is mine now.” There was an obvious awkward tension in the air for a moment, and when Scott looked at me, I nodded my head for him to leave. He reluctantly got up and left. He had to walk out the door, leaving his wife with the better man. I wonder if that hurt? I hope so. I want to humiliate him like that even more.
Cutting through the boring parts, we hung out a little longer, went back to his place, and Shane went into overdrive inside every possible hole on my body his dick would fit in. He started out licking my clit, then tongue punched my pussy, then slipped his tongue in my asshole, fingering my pussy at the same time. Shane ordered me on my knees like the real slut that I am. Shane fucked my mouth like it was a pussy for 10-plus minutes. My jaw is still sore as I type this…so worth it! Then he buried the head of his dick in my throat and fed me a fresh and hot load of sperm in the back of my throat. Shane told me not to spill a drop…not one drop was wasted. The entire load ended up in my belly. It all felt so right. I love kneeling before superior men with their cocks in my face. It’s like the natural order of things for me. Sucking the cum out of their testicles is the icing on the cake for me. I can remember the first load of jizz I swallowed in 1984 as clearly as I can remember the one I drank last night. It’s somewhat of an obsession of mine. Shane fucked my ass and my pussy, but this post is getting long, so I’ll split it into two and get you the details in the near future. For now, just know, by the time I got home, Shane’s Jeep had pretty bad cum stains on his upholstery because his jizz leaked profusely out of my ass and pussy. I do love a man that can recover in 15 minutes or less!
I went to Jakes's office the other day and made him shoot cum on his chin. I was wearing the blue outfit I’m posting with this recap. Yes, I had a long sweater over the top. My guess is, it's kind of hard to explain why I would be walking through an office building in lingerie. They would know what's up…or what will be “up.” Fast forward, Jake wasn’t super happy about me showing up unannounced. But I did it anyway. Was he upset? Yes. He tried to stop me from pulling his dick out when he was on a conference call. It didn’t work. I pulled my sweater off and showed him what he was missing out on. He let me pull his dick out. He stayed on the call for about 30 seconds before he said he had to take care of something immediately. I didn’t go there just to give him a handjob, but his cock felt so good in my hand I didn’t want to stop. The end result was Jake out of breath, his own sperm dripping from his chin, me laughing at him and then licking his cum off his face. He was cum stupid for a few minutes before he told me I had to leave. He had to call them back. He asked me not to come back uninvited, and after a pause, he said…”That isn’t going to happen, is it?” I said probably not, but you’ll get used to it. Just tell your employees I’m your future wife,” He said, “Are you?” I said, “No, but they don’t have to know that. You know the rest from the previous post.
I wonder what it’s like to fuck another man's wife. I wish I knew. It must feel good, mentally, knowing another man’s woman is opening her legs for you, letting you touch her from the inside with your cock. I imagine pumping a load of sperm into a married woman feels like the ultimate domination. I know when I open my legs for another man besides my husband, it’s because I want him to breed me in ways my husband can’t. Just something that was crossing my mind. I’ll shut up now.
I milked Jake for an hour until he was convulsing, couldn’t think straight, and pumped his jizz so hard it hit his chin. I am still smiling from our milking session, and I’m sure he is as well. I feel so good…energized is a good description. I can still feel his beautiful cock and firm spongy balls in my hands. I am thrilled I can make a man’s body react like that. If I want to make him squirm uncontrollably, I rub the head of his cock in circles in the palm of my hand. The sensations are too much for him to handle…but I don’t let up. The way I can make his body tense, his face contort with the stroke of my hand, is a source of immense pleasure for me. I wish I could open a milking station shop. I really do. I would open it right now and let the sperm hit the floor 24/7. Why is this such a thrill/turn-on for me? I don’t know. I don’t get to orgasm, I don’t get touched, but I get this mental thrill that can’t be matched…all from releasing jizz from a man's testicles. I think mother nature instilled into me a primal, uncontrollable urge to please a man's cock, and though I’m sure that would make some other women cringe to say that…I’m glad this need is hardwired inside of me. Is it an obsession? Sex, overall, yes. Is it a problem in my life? If you are asking me, I would say, without a doubt, no. If you ask an outsider, I’m sure they would look at my life and marriage as a disaster. They would point out I have sex with other men, I revel in mentally removing Scott’s manhood, and I have strong feelings for men other than my husband. I admit that on paper, it looks terrible. But what ends up on paper doesn’t always accurately depict what is happening in reality. Last week, just to get his reaction, I told Scott I was going to take a break from seeing other men. He said I should do whatever would be best for me. 2 hours later, he asked me why and if I thought he was unhappy, I should rethink my decision because he wasn’t. He said he understood if I wanted to be a “normal” wife but wished I would reconsider my decision. I told him not to worry, I wasn’t serious and left him to see the real man in my life, Jake, and didn’t see my husband until the next day. When I did see Scott again, I made him take his unwanted cock out, and I watched him edge himself until he was convulsing, out of his mind, and spilling his sperm when I allowed him to. I touched that special mental spot in Scott’s brain that sent him over the edge. I casually asked Scott how it felt to know his wife was no longer just fucking Jake for fun, that I was falling for him, that some of his own friends were happy that Jake and I were the couple now, and he had been reduced to a friend at best. When I finished telling him this, Scott begged me to let him cum, and because he reached such a point of mental arousal, confirming we were on the same sexual path, I allowed it. Then I kicked him out of the room and masturbated, thinking about Jake kissing me passionately while stretching my holes that he has taken away from my husband and made them his own.
I wanted to model my new outfit for all of you. I think it's hot. What do you guys think? Should I wear it to Jake's office tomorrow and surprise him? 😜
Jake spent all day Sunday together with me and his dick inside me in one hole or another. I usually spend Sunday as a family day, but Jake has taken the family time away from Scott, and life has never been better…for me, at least. I’m not missing anything. Jake and I spent the day as a real couple. We washed each other's Jeeps, went for a drive, the same drive I used to with Scott on, and as a first…we went to Lowe’s together to get some stuff for my house that Jake is going to put up, not Scott. I adore spending time with Jake. So much so Scott has been replaced. Pushed into the friend zone. Jake and I are the couple now. Scott is the outsider. Jake passionately kisses me as he pumps a hot load of sperm into my colon. Scott wonders how he ended up being replaced first as my lover, then in my social life, and now as the man of the house. I wonder if that stings a little. I bet it does…and the thought of it makes me dripping wet. The funny thing is I think about Scott when Jake’s cock is stretching my asshole wide open…not about whether it would turn him on or not, but how I have given my body to another man. If Scott were to make me choose, I would choose Jake. I think Scott wishes I would look at him the same way I look at Jake…but I don’t. When Jake’s cock is inside of me, pumping me to a massive orgasm, Jake is my entire world. Scott is just someone to do my laundry. I’m writing all this down while I’m wildly horny thinking about Sunday. I have to because after I rub one out, and I will shortly, all these fantastic thoughts leave my mind, erased by an orgasm. Then I’ll sit and watch TV with Scott…he will become the man again…only for a little while, but still, it’s a little victory for him.
Brent fucked my pussy standing up while he had me against the door. All I could think about was how hard his cock was and how I was so happy I dumped Scott to be with him. He pumped his cum in me, and when he pulled out, his jizz ran down my thighs and made that heavy wet plop sound that cum makes when big globs hit the floor. Some things make a girl feel like a true woman. Getting my pussy stretched and fucked and then pumped full of sperm within minutes of walking in Brett’s door and then feeling his cum leak out of me…well…that made me feel like a woman in the most glorious of ways! Probably made Scott feel like a submissive bitch because he dropped me off at Brett’s after I saw his car parked outside the restaurant that he works at.
I was supposed to spend the night with Scott, and we had already gone shopping and then had plans to go to dinner and hang out with some friends until…I saw Brett’s car. It lit my pussy on fire instantly. I told Scott he was a good husband, but I needed more than he could give me. I asked him if he understood, but he didn’t. I explained it to him in terms he could understand. I said, “Brett is good for my mental well-being. He makes me cum, you can’t…I’m happier when I’m with him than I am with you. The good news is when he’s done using me like a cum sponge; I come home happily to you, completely satisfied. So much so you don’t have to worry about taking care of my needs, Brett already has. He takes the pressure off of you to perform…which you can’t because you’re a silly cuck.” He just stared at me, which prompted me to tell him, “This is your cue to leave.” And I got out of the car and went to be with Brett with a swampy wet and ready pussy. Brett noticed I was in a state and ready to fuck. He left work early, drove me to his place, and on the way there, maneuvered his hand under my skirt, letting him know I wanted him to finger me…which he did. I returned the favor by pulling his cock out and stroking it the entire road to his place. By the time we were in the door, he pushed me against the wall and fingered me while I made out with him. Then he pulled my skirt up, slipped his dick in my guts, and fucked me into an instant orgasm. I came so hard my pussy squeezed his cock, and his balls pushed sperm straight up in my box. A full-on breeding session complete with mind-blowing orgasms, start to finish, in under 5 minutes. Then we just hung around until I got the urge to taste his dick. I blew him on the couch for about 15 minutes until he fed me a load of cum while I fingered myself. I swallowed his slimy ball snot joyfully and after I sucked him limp I finished myself while Brett watched. Those are just the highlights. We had a great night together. Way better than I would have had with Scott, so I have no regrets. Brett drove me home, and no…I didn’t blow him. We were all fucked out. We did make out in the driveway, though…I know that annoys Scott to no end!
Office affairs are the best. They make going to work a joy. Nothing like the thrill of seeing the man who pumps cum in your guts when nobody is looking. Sure, undoubtedly, you will cop feelings for him or her, but that makes everything more intense and way more erotic. Falling for another man/woman doesn’t mean you don’t love your husband/wife. It just means you’re alive and ready to live life to the fullest. I like getting into the man I’m cheating with…it makes his dick so much more addictive. I find there is nothing wrong to be going home to my husband or boyfriend with another man’s cum swimming around inside of me after a passionate fuck session. It works in reverse…just like going to work, it makes going home a pleasure as well. I will kiss him on the lips, the same lips that were just kissing the head of another man's cock, tell him I love him, and mean it. I always get closer to my husband when I’m cheating on him. I don’t know why. It seems like I would be drifting apart from him, but nothing is further from the truth. Then the cycle starts all over again, I can’t wait to get to work and be with the man that gives me butterflies in my stomach…soon to be replaced with his dick. I think I’m happiest when I have feelings for both men. I like a good fuck, even if it’s a one-time thing, but I absolutely love a passionate round of wild monkey sex with a man I’m falling for. Cheating works for me. It may not work for you. Hate your wife but won’t leave her? Cheat. Love your wife but hate your sex life together? Cheat with a pro. You will go home in such a good mood you will make your wife the queen of the world and it’s a win-win for everyone. Getting your cum on in the greatest medicine/therapy there is and beats taking Prozac by a long shot.
Sadly, no hot stud got his fingers sloppy wet from sticking them inside me yesterday. I did jerk Brandon off in my driveway. I enjoyed that more than I probably should. I can’t help it. I have a thing for making a mans dick spit sperm. Brandon even commented that I was staring intently at his dick. I do that. I am still to this day wildly fascinated with just about everything about a mans dick. Brandon came more than I thought he would today. It didn’t fly out, it just poured out of his cum hole in repetitive pumps. Each pump was a very long long pour. My forearm was covered in his sperm. Yes, I ate it. I licked myself clean. It was a lot and Brandon dry heaved a bit watching me. I don’t know what that was about. I told him I wouldn’t do it again but he said no, he wanted to do it again. He had just never seen a woman eat sperm like it was candy. He said watching his thick slimy jizz being slurped up in ropes was a bit more than he could handle…but he wanted to try again. I’m game!
I typed up that last post and got myself all worked up, popped a lady boner, ended up rubbing it, it got bigger, harder, and my pussy got so wet it was running down my thighs...so I'll have to fix that...all by my lonesome! I have found this is not an uncommon side effect of posting an OFs post.
I’m sitting around with a big clit thinking I’d sure like to get some guy's fingers wet. I could use a good makeout session with a side of fingering. Nothing gets me fired up like a good finger fuck…especially if it’s in public. Speaking of getting fingers inside of me…Jake finger fucked me good in the Outback Saturday night. I sucked the cum out of his testicles for dessert in his Jeep after we left. I finger fucked myself to a massive orgasm while I was sucking off Jakes's long, fat cock. He thought that was cool…it made him pump cum down my throat into my belly.
Someone asked me if I fuck on the first date. Of course, I do. Why else do you think I went on a date with you in the first place? We can get to all the relationship stuff down the road…if you fuck me brain-dead. If not…what’s the point?
At 57, I look good with a 30-year-old dick in my mouth. Random thought and weird thing to throw out there…but it’s true! I like the way I look with a 30-year-old. It has the added effect of making me sloppy wet. I started out with Shane, thinking it was just the sex. And it was. Pumping his load of jizz into my MILF pussy was amazing. Now…I’m getting those nervous, anxious feelings when I cop feelings for someone, and fuck if that isn’t making me sloppy, dripping wet as well. Who says you can’t have feelings for more than one man? Not me!
My husband knows that everyone thinks I’m a massive cheating slut…and I am. He told me how proud of me he was for having such a perfectly slutty wife. Almost brought tears to my eyes! Then I left him at home to get fingered by Jake…the superior man I would rather spend my evening with. I hope that stung hard…I like to think it did!
Man, just getting home. It’s 3 am, I’m leaking cum out of my holes, and I got fucked so good I almost agreed to move in with Shane. His dick just hits differently inside of me. It must be that 30 yr old cock still has that youthful steel hard stiffness that turns my insides into soup. His dick is so hard I can feel it make a path for itself inside of me. I can feel him cum. I mean, I can feel his jizz hitting my insides like it’s a cum power washer. I can feel when other guys cum inside of me from the warm lube sensation but with Shane…I can feel it hit the walls of my pussy. It’s a massive, super cool turn-on. It makes me want to feel his dick power-washing my pussy down again. Which made me think that I thought when he came into my mouth tonight, his jizz hit the roof of my mouth with a bit of force. I didn’t put the 2 together until I felt his sperm hitting hard inside my guts. Now that I think about it…I don’t think I have yet to see Shane’s dick pump jizz. It’s always been in one of my holes. I’ll fix that soon. I want to see how far his jizz flies so I can get a sense of how hard his cum is spraying the walls of my ass and pussy down. I chalk it up to a sexual science experiment.
I have to get my head on straight with sex. I’m letting my orgasms, which are the strongest they have ever been in my life, control my emotions. I’m sure the intensity and duration of these massive cum’s are directly related to my age. I’m the horniest I have ever been…and that’s saying something. Still, when I have these massive orgasms, I find myself drawn to the man who gave them to me. Not just physically but emotionally as well. My husband doesn’t give me orgasms, so he’s suffering the consequences. I guess it’s instinctual for me to be more attached and have stronger feelings for the men who breed me to the point I can’t breathe or think after their dick gives me an earthquake of an orgasm. I feel bad for Scott, but I’m sure he understands. I mean, these men are outperforming him in every way sexually. Of course, I will be drawn to them emotionally more than I am to him. It’s all kind of a new feeling for me that I never thought possible. Don’t take this the wrong way. I like this feeling. I like it very much. I’m cruel and selfish when it comes to Scott, and I’m finding that having feelings for more than one man is incredibly exciting…even if it is a gut punch to Scott. Especially since it’s a gut punch to Scott. I am not shy about telling Scott all of this. I get wet thinking about how stressed out he must be about it. I get almost orgasmic watching his defeated expression when I tell him I’d rather be with Jake… Shane…or Brandon, then I would be with him. Ouch…I sound awful and self-absorbed…but I’m wet as fuck talking about it, so I’ll leave it at this.
Shane pumped my asshole full of his cum, kissed me on the lips, and asked me to move in with him. I reminded him I was married, and he said he didn’t care. I get it. A person has a massive orgasm, and your brain gets scrambled, and you make bad decisions. I won’t be moving in with Shane…but I will be looking forward to Shane continuing to try and pump a baby in my asshole…it won’t work, but it’s the effort that counts. I told Scott about Shane asking me to move in, and he laughed. He wasn’t laughing when I sat on his face and fed him Shane’s sperm from my asshole. Then, I left him at home, with Shane’s cum still in his belly, his dick in his hand, and went back to Shane’s. I’m still at Shane’s as I write this. I just finished getting my own belly full of Shane’s sperm. I intend to get my pussy sprayed down with his jizz and an orgasm…which I have yet to achieve. Shane is 30, his dick will get hard again shortly. It better! I’m chasing that cum I so desperately need! Then I’ll go to Scott, feed him again, watch him jerk off, maybe rub another out while he does, and enjoy another round of watching Scott eating his own cum. I’ll let you know in the morning!
I went out to do a little bit of shopping today dressed in my slinky, sexy sundress and feeling pretty horny, hoping to bump into a good-looking stud, but that didn’t happen. I’m telling you, finding a cock to suck isn’t all that easy these days. So, since I struck out on the shopping trip, on my way home, I decided to stop in at the Jeep place and surprise Shane because I hadn’t seen him for a while and was missing that nice long, hard cock. When he saw me walking in dressed all hot and sexy, he came right up to me, took my hand, and led me out back to the employee parking lot, leaned me up against his jeep, started making out like I was his long time girlfriend, and asked me what I was doing here. I told him that I needed to be fucked by him and reached down and started rubbing his cock through his pants. He already had a boner going on from seeing me in my dress and knowing that I had nothing on under it. He said that he could see the outline of my clit through the dress when I walked in from the sunlight shining through it. That gave him an instant woody, and I’m sure my rubbing his dick while he mouth fucked me with his tongue helped a bit as well in the erection department. He told me to come to his place after he gets off work and he will be happy to take care of me. He slipped his hand under my dress and then slipped his finger into my wet pussy, making sure I was in the state of mind to agree to the invitation. He walked me to my car, gave me another hot kiss, and said see you in a little while. I hopped in my jeep and had to pull my dress down so I wouldn’t leave my pussy juices all over my seat. I was drenched from his hot kiss and his finger feeling me from the inside as well as rubbing his hard cock. I will let you all know how it goes.
I sit here in my shower as I wash Jakes's sperm out of my body, thinking I don’t know why I think of a man's cock as a separate entity, but I do. When it’s in my hand, it’s its own being. Weird, I know, but I can’t help it. I find myself talking to Jake’s dick, and when Jake answers, it snaps me back that he’s actually in the room with his dick. With that said, Jake and his dick fucked me into what I think was probably the longest, strongest, most intense orgasm of my life today. That’s saying something because I fuck more than most people…by a large margin. I could feel every inch of his cock inside me today. I could feel the spongy but still hard head of his dick touching the walls of my pussy, pushing it around, moving other internal things around to make room for his cock. When he paused, I could feel his pulse in his dick. I’m serious. I could feel every beat his heart was making in my pussy. When he would pull out and slip back in, he was so hard the curve of his dick wouldn’t give, and it would make my stomach show a moving mound where the head of his dick was pushing up inside of me. When I put my hand on it to feel the head of his cock moving around inside of me, it set me off into the orgasm of my life. I’m sure I made a fool of myself, and I can only imagine my face, but I don’t care. The orgasm was worth every embarrassing face and noise I may have made. In that moment it felt like Jake was my husband, or at least he should have been instead of Scott. After I came, Jake flipped me over and fucked me from behind for 10 more minutes of nothing but one orgasm after another. They were nowhere near the level of my first one but still, they were strong enough to make me drool and unable to speak. Jake buried his cock in my pussy, held still, then pumped his sperm deep inside my guts. Then he started pumping again, and he had a second orgasm about 10 seconds later. I thought that was kind of cool. When he pulled out of my pussy he turned me over, and we made out like we were in our 20s. He told me he loved me, and much as I don’t like saying it…I told him I loved him as well. I had no choice because, at that moment, I was madly in love with him. His dick has a way of making that happen. But he had to go back to work, and as I was driving home, the orgasms I had all but faded away…I wish I hadn’t told him I loved him. My pussy strikes again. Making me say things that I only mean at the moment. Shit happens. I’ll figure it out. I just hate having to go backward on it with Jake when I’m not inebriated from his cock destroying my pussy with massive orgasms.
Jake sent me two of the best dick pics I have ever received in my life. And I have gotten tens upon thousands of dick pics. I showed them to my husband and they were so impressive even for him that he asked me if I would leave him for Jake. When I said “Maybe,” and that I was falling for Jake, his dick stood straight up in his shorts. A pant’s tentpole, to say the least. I said, “We should talk about that hard dick in your shorts.” It wasn’t the reaction I was expecting to see. My husband's dick is wiser than he is. I’m not leaving my husband for Jake. That would ruin everything. I have built myself a perfect life that includes, for me, the spot-on perfect sex life as well. Sure, I have hard feelings for Jake. How could I not? He’s beautiful, fun, and most of all, he gives me orgasms so powerful that he fucks me stupid…almost to the point of brain dead. Of course, I’m going to have feelings for him! But he’s not my husband. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to twist the mental thumb screws in Scott’s head every chance I get. But, with that said…Scott’s dick is on to my trickery. That fucking dick of his was so hard this morning after I told him I might leave him for Jake that it was purple. When I asked him to see it, I leaned over and touched the head to feel how hard it was. It spit sperm all over my hand and forearm, just like that. The lucky bastard got his orgasm in less than 5 seconds. I wish I could do that every damn time…repeatedly!
