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I think we were both becoming boring. I started watching p**n on the nights that my husband was out of town, after putting the baby to sleep. I watched every type of p**n I could find, but my favorites were wives getting knocked up by strangers. I also found erotic story websites and couldn't keep out of the slut and hot wife sections. I found that after living the life that these stories portrayed, I would get very wet and have to go to my room and take care of myself. After a while, the videos began occupying my dreams. One morning I woke up after a crazy sexy dream and texted my husband.

It instantly twitched and started to grow, with muffled moans coming from the other side of the wall. I slowly bobbed my head up and down his shaft increasing the speed trying to get him to cum as quickly as I could. I could feel him tensing his body trying to hold back So taking as much of him in my mouth as I could I cupped his balls and gently massaged them until he shot his load. Before I could think my natural reactions kicked in and I swallowed it all. Before he could take his dick out I shot up, ran over to the desk took a shot of vodka, and ate as many mints as I could. I won’t say that I enjoyed doing it but I didn’t hate it either. There was something exciting about it that I could

My pussy was throbbing, leaking so much that the crotch of my sleep shorts was already dark and wet. I stood up on shaky legs. They pushed the cards and chips aside, clearing space on the green felt poker table. I climbed up slowly, knees first, then stood in the middle. Four pairs of hands went to their zippers-- one by one they pulled out their thick, veiny, heavy old-man dicks, all of them larger than any guy I’d been with in college. They started stroking slowly, eyes glued to my body. “Take the top off first, princess,” Rick growled, his thumb rubbing over the fat head of his cock. “We’ve been jerking off to those perky little tits in your bikini pics for years. Show us the real thing.”

Soren gripped my hair, thrusting gently into my throat. “Look at our greedy girl,” Soren praised, voice rough. “Taking two cocks like she was made for it. You love being our little slut, don’t you?” I moaned loudly in response, the vibrations making Soren curse. Ronan reached down and rubbed my clit fast and hard while slamming into me. “Come again,” Ronan demanded. “Come on my cock while you choke on Soren’s.” The orgasm crashed through me violently. I screamed around Soren’s cock, my pussy clenching and pulsing around Ronan. They didn’t stop. Ronan pulled out suddenly and flipped me onto all fours.

Vera’s POV. “No way, Sage!” I exclaim into the phone as my friend babbles an incredible story to me. I woke up an hour ago and spent time reading my newest erotic series…the book really cost me a lot but then it’s literally where I get my ideas on how to tempt the man I want. That and also porn. Just last night I paid one thousand dollars for my monthly subscription to a porn site to d******d the recent porn videos. Oh, I ended up watching them. Finger-banging myself as I imagine it’s David. It’s

Cain closed the door and turned to face me as I ran a hand through my hair, attempting to regain composure. "What did he say?" I asked. "Something that could have waited until morning." He watched me with a wary gaze, his eyebrows drawn together slightly. "Why did you pull away so quickly?" He asked slowly. "You said we couldn't have sex," I told him honestly. "That wasn't sex" "It was foreplay," I countered, "which, by definition, leads to other things." He let out a long sigh, a rather angry expression still plastered on his face. "I need another cold shower," he said, beginning to walk back towards the bathroom.

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

"Vanessa, I'd like you to tell me in as much detail as possible what happened the night of April tenth." I ran my hands on the table and arched a brow. "My husband and I were watching porn that night." "Why were you guys watching porn that night." "Maybe to turn him on." "So you're not sure." "Am sure." "Go on." "Then something came in on the phone." I paused. "What came in?" "My porn. Me sucking on a man's enormous cock and riding on -" "Enough of the gross detail." "I feel like having a cock right now, both your cocks."

The day after, when I woke up, I saw Peter fall asleep still dressed up close to me. But as I took his phone, I saw that before bed he went on the internet to watch a porn movie! I am again terribly offended! I was there, fuckable as a MILF, naked in the bed and he decided to go out with porn movies! This is so bad!

She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.