Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)
I slid my hands up her front, raising them up till I filled my big hands with her enormous bre*sts, squeezing them roughly.
"Ahhh, yes! F*ck yes!" Lisa moaned into my ear. They felt amazing, the mere minutes from when I last squeezed them suddenly feeling like an eternity. How could I ever take my hands off of amazing bre*sts? They were incredible! They were so soft and luscious and firm. I kept squeezing the pliant flesh over and over again, gripping them roughly, feeling their softness pouring through my fingers."Tell me... ugh, f*ck yes... tell me how much you love them. Tell me how much you love my f*cking bre*sts!"
"Ugh... f*ck!" I groaned out, feeling pleasure from both my c*ck and my hands, almost the maximum pleasure those body parts could feel.“They are f*cking amazing!"
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)"You are such a f*cking b*tch!" I grunted out."Do not talk about my girlfriend!" I urged her, still f*cking her firmly with the full length of my throbbing c*ck."You love it!" she proclaimed, kissing my cheek again."You love to hear your f*cking girlfriend get f*cking trashed. You love hearing me make fun of your dumb, boring, plain girlfriend! You love hearing about how much better of a body I have then her. You love hearing me talk about how much bigger my huge bre*sts than her tiny little boobies."I began f*cking her harder in anger."Ahhh! Yeah! That is, it! Yes! Show me how much you hate me by f*cking me harder! Yes!" She urged me, her ass slamming into me as I drilled her."I am prettier than your girlfriend! I have... ugh f*ck... I have better hair! Yes! A prettier face! Uhh! Longer legs! Sh*t yes! A better ass! Bigger f*cking bre*sts! F*ck! I have a better body than your girlfriend
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)Deep down, I knew I was lying to myself. I knew it made zero sense that c*mming in her pu**y was the way to avoid a continued affair, when it was in fact one of the surest ways to cement our affair for good because squirting my thick load nine-and-a-half inches deep in her fertile c*nt had a very good chance of ending in one very bad way for me. It could end with her being a impregnated slut with power over me, but that thought was not enough to stop me. I just kept driving into her, our bodies clutched together in heated, filthy sex."F*ck me, Callum, f*ck me!" Lisa screamed out, her hips driving back at me.My hips matched hers, our conjoined bodies a blur as we f*cked, both seeking the same outcome."Tell me, tell me you f*cking love it! Tell me you love my c*nt!" She started squeezing her c*nt hard around me between sentences, making me almost lose it."Tell me my c*nt means more to you than your gir
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.) A few minutes passes as we both gathered strength after the vicious f*ck we had just taken part of. Eventually, I began to recover, rational thought starting to re-enter my brain. As I lied on top of Lisa on the desk, I was finally able to think clearly. Everything that had just happened finally hit me.Oh my God!What had I just done? Holy f*ck! What the f*ck did I do? I... I just cheated on my girlfriend! I just cheated on the love of my life with... with this skank! The neighborhood slut! What the f*ck was I thinking? I knew better, I did. I knew exactly what could happen, yet I played it out anyway. I let this happen. What the f*ck was I thinking? I knew exactly what kind of woman Lisa was and I had let this farce play out to the point where I fell victim.But at the end of the day, Lisa was not to blame. She had played her hand and it had worked on me. I had been seduced. I had
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)I looked up at Lisa as she gave me a warm, loving smile, as if she knew how severe my life was being flipped around."Here, baby, let Lisa make you feel better," she said, kicking off her heels, pushing me back on the couch as she climbed onto my lap."Lisa... I do not think this is a good idea..." I said, still drained from our last session, but she simply looked down at me and smiled."You want to know the best thing about taken guys," she asked, reaching between us to grab my still half-erect d*ck, beginning to stroke it again, causing my head to roll."They are so starved for good sex that they are ready to go like that!" she said, and sure enough, my c*ck began to rise."If you are going to keep doing this, Callum, it is going to be easier to just accept who you really are. Accept that you are a cheating, sex-crazed stud. Accept that what matters to you not a girl's good reputation, b
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)In my sex-addled state, this sounded like a mighty tempting way of life. A way of life that, like Lisa Warden, was too tempting to resist. As she squeezed my swollen c*ck with her a*s, and she rubbed her huge bre*sts over my face, there seemed to be only one real choice.As if a shadow passed over my face, my expression changed. Pulling my face for a moment from between her mammoth jugs, I met Lisa's eyes with mine, and, letting my lips curl into an animalistic snarl, I growled a command."F*ck me, Lisa... f*ck me!"Her plump lips curling into an almost proud smile, she used her taut thighs to lift herself up, raising her a*s up, releasing most of my meaty pipe to the cool air of the neighborhood once again, leaving only the swollen head inside her. As she raised herself up, she slid her huge, sweaty bre*sts across my face. She held this position for a few moments, teasingly, before driving herself back down, her a
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)"F*ck!" she moaned out, riding me harder."You are sexier..." I grunted out."Yes!""You’re a*s is so much better." I groaned, sliding my hands over the round cheeks, squeezing them as she rode me."God yes! More!" she begged."And your bre*sts... your enormous f*cking bre*sts..." I began."Yeah? Tell me... tell me how much you like my big bre*sts better than your girlfriend's flat chest?""Yes! They're incredible!" I moaned out, slurping on her n*pples as they slid across my mouth."So, f*cking big... and soft," I moaned out, sliding one hand up to squeeze at her bouncing bre*sts."So much better than my girlfriend's! Compared to you, my girlfriend has nothing! Compared to you, she is barely a woman! She has a pair of pathetic, inferior, sad little bre*sts!" I said, the words getting away from me as I insulted my sweet, lovin
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)I had just gotten a call from Callum. While it was sweet that he called because he was thinking about me, I thought it felt quite odd. Usually at this job, at this hour of the night, he does not have anything to do, so he usually lays on his office couch and plays multiple games on his phone. In between games, he would message me just to let me know what he is doing but he never calls. Callum is the type of person to text everything he wants to say because he is not confrontational, and texting is just easier for him.Whenever he calls my phone, it almost always feels forced and awkward. Neither of us usually knows what to say unless we call each other for a specific reason and when this happens the call does not last more than three minutes. It is sad to think that we are not one of those couples who fall asleep on the phone with each other. I felt like that is one of the many things we are not comfortable with as a couple.
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)It was about nine o’clock at night. I wanted to go to work to avoid having someone from work, such as my manager, calling Colette to ask her about my whereabouts. However, it was too late to even consider going to work because I could only assume that they already found another officer to replace me for the night.After Lisa and I had another round of amazing sex, we both laid in bed together watching all of her favorite movies.Who would have thought that the neighborhood slut and I would be lying in bed together, fully nude, watching movies together.While we laid here in silence, just simply enjoying each other’s company, I could not help but think about Colette. I felt so bad for cheating on her, lying to her and betraying her trust. I am with Lisa for all of the wrong reasons, and I feared that in the future, all of the reasons I chose to adhere to make myself feel better about cheating on my