So, the start of my afternoon was a literal fucking blast. It started with Jake dragging me to the Outlets for some shopping, which was fun, but we both knew the real goal was getting back to his place so he could stuff his fat cock deep inside me. Mission accomplished several times over. We got to his place, and it didn’t take long before we were tearing at each other’s clothes, and the next thing I know, I’m flat on my back, legs spread wide, and Jake’s pounding me missionary style, his thick dick stretching my pussy so good I dripped for him. Then, for the first time ever, he starts working my clit like he’s giving me a handjob while he’s fucking me—rubbing and jerking it like a pro, sending these electric shocks through my whole body. I fucking lost it—came so goddamn hard I’m pretty sure I looked like a total dumbass, my face all scrunched up, mouth hanging open, probably drooling a little, my pussy clenching around his cock like it’s trying to milk him dry. Can’t help it, though—when Jake fucks me over the edge like that, my body just does whatever the hell it wants, and I’m along for the ride.
He didn’t stop there, though. He kept slamming his dick into me, hitting so deep it felt like he was rearranging my guts, and I was just moaning like a slut, my juices soaking the sheets. After another five minutes of him railing me, he finally busts, pumping a hot, thick load of cum right into my pussy. It felt like a fucking flood, and along with feeling his dick throbbing as he unloaded, that set me off again. I came a second time, not as wild as the first but still so damn good, my pussy quivering around him as his jizz filled me up. We just crashed after, sprawling out on his bed, sweaty and panting, chatting about random shit while his cum’s still oozing around inside me, probably swimming around in a pointless quest to knock me up. I mean, I’m not trying to get pregnant, but fuck, the thought of Jake breeding me gets me so hot every time I think about it—just a dirty little fantasy that makes my clit throb all over again. I love playing that what-if in my head, even if I never went there for real.
I toned this stuff down quite a bit because I know it hits hard for some folks. I’m aware that this is my kink. It’s extreme and not for everyone. I wrote a masterpiece, eloquent and as brutally descriptive as anything I have ever written. So much so it sounds like fiction, but it’s true. And it’s sure to turn some of you off. This recount is the "lite" version of the end of my afternoon. My head is still spinning from it. I will tell you about what started the day off in just a bit. Earlier today is probably more your speed, but…this was the best part of the day for me. Probably my year so far. We like what we like…no point denying it, and I enjoy sharing it. This is my page, and sharing it with you makes it fun for me. So, bear with me. I always get back to normal speed sooner or later.
Anyway, not but half an hour ago, I watched my husband’s hand fumble with his pathetic dick. If it wasn’t such a sexual high for me, I might have felt bad looking at his face. The shame and desperation mixed with his hand running up and down his dick is a maddening thrill for me. I told him, “You see this body?” as I spread my legs slightly so he couldn’t miss seeing the cum slick evidence of Jake’sdeposit marking his claim to my body still leaking from me.“This isn’t yours anymore—it never really was.He took it, owned it, filled it while you sat at home sniveling, probably crying into your worthless puddle of cum.” Truthfully, watching his eyes well up while his just got harder hit all of my turn-on buttons. That just drove me on further.“He’s more man than you’ll ever be—his cock made me cum in ways your sad excuse never could.You’re nothing but a spectator now, a pitiful cuck jerking off to the ruins of what you thought was yours.” I had to laugh when his dick erupted cum, spilling his dignity into his hand and giving me a mental orgasm. So much so that now I’m super horny again. I shouldn’t have worked myself up so much.
Scott got me off today. He didn't touch me. I don't allow that anymore. I don't let him see me undressed. That privilege belongs to someone else now. I did make him undress and jerk off while I told him all about my night with Jake. It was a pitiful but delicious site to see him frantically yank his cock as I shamelessly told him of my feelings for Jake. The harsher I embraced my dark side with Scott, the more drenched my pussy became. It was a bizarre thrill, telling Scott of my feelings for Jake and, at the same time, knowing that some of Jake's cum from this morning was shamelessly oozing out along with my own girl jizz. When I barked at him to speed up and finish, needing his opinion on what dress I should wear for my date with Jake later on, he obediently pumped out a very hefty load of jizz into his hand. Without hesitation or a word from me, he ate his cum, slurping it up, proving his utter submission and proof of what I had reduced him to. Thinking back to when I first met Scott, he would fuck me with unchecked dominance, claiming me as his own—and he did own me. He was a man in command, controlling everything around him. Fast forward to the present, and here he is, pathetically tugging on his dick and swallowing his own cum, while I laugh as I tell him how another man has taken me and made me his own. He doesn't do any of this because he wants to. My husband does this because he has to. He won't be the one I pick if I'm driven to a decision. It is also the only way I will participate in anything sexual with him. This realization thrills me, igniting a fire in my pussy. I threw him out of the room, loving the power I hold over him as I fingered myself, reveling in the pathetic cuck I have meticulously crafted. His complete submission and my absolute psychological supremacy added to my pleasure and fired off an overwhelming climax that left me trying to catch my breath. How could I ever abandon this life of depravity? I can't. It's too flawlessly twisted.
Jake took care of my obsession with getting my insides coated with cum by way of my ass yesterday. He left me with an intensely deep anal cream pie. When I said deep, his balls were kissing my ass cheeks, and I could feel the head of his cock firing off a cum fountain in my guts. It's a sensation hard to describe when you feel a man's cum leave the head of his dick when it's buried deep in your colon. I didn't cum, but it was so worth feeling every last pump of cum. Then, with his jizz still in my guts, we watched a TV show called AP Bio, and I laughed my ass off at a TV show for the first time in ages. So much so Jake's jizz leaked out of my ass. Good thing he has a leather couch…they have that wipe-clean convenience. It was sexy as fuck, enjoying a regular evening with Jake. After the show, we hopped in the shower, and though Jake said he was fucked out, I had to try. So I sucked his cock, and though it got kind of hard, it still didn't rise to the occasion. With his dick still in my mouth, I told him to tell me what was wrong. He got very quiet and tried to pull his dick out of my mouth, but I wasn't giving it up. He finally asked me if I was ever going to quit fucking other guys. There it was, his semi-hard dick in my mouth, and he was saying it out loud for the first time. I knew he knew I was taking cock in my guts from other guys, but we just didn't talk about it. I kind of figured he was somewhat OK with it, but I knew this day was coming. I thought about it while I rolled the head of his dick around in my mouth, and then I popped it out and said no. He then explained his feelings for me, and it made my heart flutter, and the truth is I feel the same way about Jake. I told him that he was my man now. Everyone else was a sexual kink I'm not willing to give up. It must have worked because his dick hardened and fast. I really got into working the head of his dick, and Jake started to get into the rhythm. When he grumbled about Scott being a "third wheel," I clarified that Scott, my beloved pet, wasn't going anywhere and affirmed to Jake that he was my man, not Scott. Stroke a man's ego while the head of his dick is in your throat, and you get results. Hearing that was all it took. Jake's dick started down the path of the point of no return. It started twitching on my tongue, his balls sucked inside of himself, and he fed me sperm straight from his freshly reloaded testicles. It was nice. I enjoyed the feeling of his thick, slimy cum drooling down my throat. The flavor is always satisfying and becomes even more delicious as an aftertaste. To make it even more addictive, my strong desire for Jake amplifies the pleasure of savoring his sperm. Having his cum in my belly makes me feel our connection together is even more intense. So much so that I was going to go home and spend some time with my husband, but Jake is my man now. I spent the night with him. I thought about Scott this morning and how cruel it was just to ghost him as I did, but when Jake's tongue slipped in my mouth, and his cock pushed into my pussy…I forgot all about having a husband as Jake finally gave me one of my extraordinary, mind-bending orgasms. I drove home around 9 this morning with Jake's sperm swimming around in my pussy, thinking Scott has to realize his insignificance as my cuck, and I'm enjoying every second of reminding him. I think he knows his place. Jake's cum in all three of my holes should make it clear.
I got dumped on by my ex-girlfriend. She re-scheduled for later this week, so I'm going to get my asshole dumped in to make up for it. I'm feeling like I need a black man. A handsome black guy. One that will go so far up my asshole the head will end up in my stomach. How cool would that be if that was a possibility? Again, I'm fucked in the head for all the bizarre scenarios that pop through my mind. Here's a weird one, I have often watched 3d porn where a dick slips in a hot chick's ass and then ends up popping out of her mouth. I frequently think what a thrill it would be to look down my nose and see the head of a dick that stared in my ass and is now sliding out of my mouth and then start pumping cum like a sperm fountain. Again, I know I have some weird sexual kinks and fantasies, but it works for me.
Anyway, as I said before, I am in the mood for some dick in my asshole. I was serious about that, and Jake should take care of that nicely for me. His dick is a bit long, but the width is nice. I can get his dick to slide its way in balls deep, but it's a process. One we have to do everytime. I don't want his dick in my guts unless it's in my guts if you know what I mean. I really like a deep anal cream pie. One that's so deep I can feel it just under my stomach. When Jake pumps a load of sperm that deep, it stays in my insides for the rest of the day, just barely leaking out now and then. It's just a good feeling and mental reminder that I had the head of his cock basically trying to touch my stomach. Anyway, I'll keep you posted!
The label "Hotwife" doesn't apply to me. It's become just another adult entertainment gimmick, completely driven by commercial interests. If you look closely at the folks who claim to be in for the fun and sexual excitement, you'll find that the arrangements are almost always set up by the man involved. He picks the other guys, and he sets up the dates. He goes along, watches, and often participates in straight or bi-ways. If you see a video of it online, it's fake. And they all want to film it these days. That kind of scenario and control dries me up like sandpaper. What am I? Am I a cuckoldress? Probably not. More like an "Emotional Cuckoldress." Perhaps an "Emotional Adultress" is more appropriate. I find more thrills in the mind games and emotional rollercoasters than in the physical fucking. Well, that's not 100 percent accurate. The mind games and emotional rollercoasters make the physical sex mind-blowing events. It is what it is. Do I revel in the emotional and mental turmoil of others? Absolutely, I do. Completely and without hesitation. But only if they consent and desire it. Many men believe they crave my brand of sexual humiliation, and perhaps they do—for an hour or two. But I don't entertain "an hour or so." I embody it 24/7, relentlessly. There is no, "Well golly gee, that was fun, now let's be a normal couple!" This is a commitment, a relentless reality. You're either in or you're out. There is no in-between with me. The upside is that your existence will both revolve and be consumed by my sexual kinks every hour of every day. The downside is that I will be with other men, both in heart and body, more deeply than I ever will with you. Scott has been the only man I have ever had who not only takes this lifestyle, he eats it up and asks for more, in his own unique way. Talk about a one-in-a-million. The stars aligned when I found him. Now if you will excuse me, I need to leave to be with the man I truly love, Jake. I'm sure Scott will comprehend his insignificance.
And here I am, sitting on the edge of my seat, with Shane's cum making a slow exit from my asshole like it's trying to win the world's slowest race. Shane pounded my ass like a seasoned champion. I finally had a colossal orgasm, so powerful that I turned into a human sprinkler and sprayed his balls down. It's been ages since I've had a cock in my colon, giving me that sensation that its expanding it like a party balloon and making me cum so hard that I practically drowned his balls with my squirt. I guess what I'm saying is, though I may cum quite often with a cock turning my ass into a fuck tunnel, the floodgates rarely, if ever, open for a full-on squirt fest. I can only recall one other time when a guy's cock was lodged up my ass, and I went off like a fire hydrant. It's funny, it's like I can still feel the head of his dick exploring around in my guts. I hope it stays that way for the rest of the night. I think what made it so good was how Shane took his time. He just eased the fat head of his cock into my ass and he let it gradually adjust. He spent another several minutes letting me do the work. I like that. I like to be the one controlling how deep the cock in my guts is going to go. I pushed back against his hard dick, slipping the head in slowly, feeling that strange but delicious gradual stretch as my insides slowly accommodated the width of his cock. It took a few minutes, but I got Shane's balls deep in my ass. If you've never experienced the sensation of having 8 inches of dick inside your colon, then you might not fully grasp the exquisite nature of the experience. It's an entirely different feeling compared to being deep in my cunt. I can sense other parts inside my body being touched, nudged, and aligned in ways that ordinarily remain untouched, creating a unique and intense sensation. I admit that sometimes if appropriately done, getting my ass pumped with cock is better than straight sex, and I prefer it. I'll be honest with you. I feel closer to Shane now. As funny as it sounds, his giving me a perfect ass fucking makes me want to pursue getting closer to him. I am going to achieve that goal very soon.
On that note, Shane knows Scott. They have to see each other occasionally as their companies do business together. It's how I met Shane. I asked Shane how things were going between the two of them. He said Scott wouldn't look at him or speak to him. Shane admitted it was probably more awkward that Scott knew he was pumping sperm in my guts than if he was just fucking my holes behind his back. He also admitted it was, as he put it, "a mental high." I pressed him on that, and he said it felt good knowing he could fuck me better than Scott and that it was like he had total power over Scott. I told Shane 1, he owns Scott, and 2, he better be able to fuck me better than Scott because I don't let Scott fuck me unless it's for a video. I also said not only do I choose to fuck you and not Scott, I'd rather hang out with you as well. He took the hint and said he would like to take things further if I was open to it. I kissed him like he was the last man on earth and asked him if that answered his question, which that action might have caused him to get a little ahead of himself. He steered the conversation to how we would have to deal with Scott. I believe he thought I meant I would break up with him. I didn't have the heart to tell him that wouldn't happen, and I also didn't want to run him off just when we were getting something good started. So I said we will cross that bridge when we get there. So… the point of me telling you this is I may now have two men that I will be in a relationship that is more than just sex. I feel like an 18-year-old again! Can't wait to tell Scott! I'm not sure how thrilled he will be, but as for me…what a fantastic afternoon!
This is harsh, true, but very harsh. Read at your own risk. Guys who think they want to be a cuck have a skewed view. They envision themselves watching me fuck another man, maybe cleaning the cum up after he's done. Then we fuck, have fun, and everything is back to normal. Wrong. I don't want Scott, nor did I ever want any of my other cucks in the past to watch me fuck my boyfriends. The only thing I want Scott to watch is Jake slowly taking me away from him. I want him to know that not only do I want this, but that I need a man like Jake. I hope it hurts…watching me become Jake's property because I know I mean everything to Scott. Putting Scott through that is a special kind of thrill for me that makes my pussy tingle. It's a thrill that I need and obsess over. It makes me want Jake even more. I'm not saying I'm leaving Scott. I'm not. But I'm saying I belong to Jake now. I'm going to be with Jake. We are a couple now, as we should be. We look amazing together. Jake is the man in my life now. He makes me ache for the things he does to me. I'll do anything for him. Scott is just the man at home. The man I want to stay at home, alone, stomach-churning because he's filled with anxiety for hour upon hour, sometimes days upon days, wondering if I'm laughing and having an amazing evening in the arms of the man who can give me everything he can't. I want him to picture in his mind the image of me kissing Jake passionately as his dick slips inside of me, leaving his cum in my guts, claiming me as his own. Satisfied that his jizz inside of me marks me as his possession now, no longer Scott's. I wish…no…I need to feel Scott's emotions, knowing I'm with Jake. A man who has beaten him at every turn and taken the women he loves from him. Just saying that out loud makes me want to touch myself. It really does. Scott's humiliation and reduction to pet status makes my life more perfect than I thought possible. I know Scott worries he will lose me…and he should. Jake is a force of nature. But Jake doesn't work without Scott. I know that. I need Scott to fuel my twisted sexual needs. Scott, as much as he hates to admit, needs to be my cuck. His dick won't work without it. The closer I get to Jake, the harder his dick gets. So, in an odd twist of fate….Scott and I have the perfect marriage. So ask yourself…would you really want to be Scott, and would you really want to live your life as a true cuck? The kind of true cuck like Scott that I will happily keep forever. I'm betting no.
Bike Week Daytona Beach. Up to this point, I've had the freshly harvested sperm from four different dudes letting their swimmers do laps inside me. Bike Week is like a turbo boost for turning me into a walking jizz tank. This is funny…the mental image of a "jizz balloon" turns my pussy into a slip-and-slide. I've got an insatiable curiosity for the creamy stuff—like an addict, the more I get, the more I crave! With that said… it's harder than one would think to get guys to let me remove the cum from their balls. I think I scare them because they realize I am more committed to getting the cum out of their balls than they are. Anyway, I have one story you might find interesting.
Connor is back from Ft. Carson, Colorado. He looks different. Older, I guess. When I was fucking him, he was 18 and living across the street with his grandparents, who still hate me to this day for doing so. I guess the thought of their grandson willingly pumping his cum in my guts was not the family dinner conversation they were hoping for. And I can tell you, he willingly pumped gallons of cum in all of my holes. Anyway, by the time he left for the Army, he was 22, I guess. So, I let him breed me for quite some time. He's 26 now. We spent all day Monday together. He's changed quite a bit. I've concluded he's perfect for one purpose: knocking me up if that was possible. That's it! Nothing else. He's like a stud horse with balls that hold gallons of jizz ready to blow. If it wasn't for that…I think I'd be bored with him. We have zero in common other than I like his cock pumping cum in my guts. His dick is relatively small, but his balls…they seem to hold gallons of cum. That certainly hasn't changed. I found that out when I tried to drink his load Monday afternoon. I knew he pumped a ton of cum, but I figured maybe he might have slowed down. He didn't. I tried to keep up and swallow the pumps, but they were like extended-release pumps. They just kept flowing. I ended up coughing when I accidentally tried to breathe his cum. That caused the rest of his load to shoot all over my face, hair, and shirt. It was so much I had to go home and change. Don't get me wrong here… I'm not complaining. I wanted to fuck him the second he got me back to my house, but he wanted to wait. So…we waited. We drove around and hit Bass Pro and a few other places. When I couldn't take it anymore, I called Scott and told him to find another place to stay tonight. I had a date I was bringing home. He was mad but knew it was unwise to give me an ultimatum or make me choose. It won't go his way. I never asked him where he went, nor did I care. The important thing is I had Connor's cock in my guts the rest of the night, and Tuesday morning was a repeat of his dick turning my insides into a sperm soup. Did I cum? Yes, I did. 3 or 4 times. How could I not when I had his cum blowing out of all of my holes. None of my orgasms were on the level that Jake, Shane, or Rob can give me, but any orgasm is a good orgasm. Connor is pretty much just my favorite sperm donor. He can pump so much cum it's hard to believe a man's testicles can hold that much. Connor is the only man who can pump enough cum down my throat that I feel my stomach get somewhat full. I wish I had a transparent view so I could see how much jizz is swimming around in my belly after one of his cum eruptions. I know… I'm a weird one, and I'm just getting more bizarre with age, but it's fun to be odd. Especially if the weirdness is all about sex. And I'm all about the sex. So, once again, between Monday and Tuesday morning, I spent my time getting transformed into a sexy fucking sperm balloon! I wish they would make an AI version of that scenario…a hot chick willingly turned into a cum sponge. Or they could just video Connor blowing out my holes with his nut eruptions.
There are people in my house so I have to be quiet. A little sneaky clip.😉 I just felt like rubbing my clit again so I thought I would make you all watch 😜 Hope you have an awesome day 💋
The outfit I wore last night! I did add pasties though! I went out to bike week festivities with my 2 friends, and we got all slutted up. I did wear my fishnet outfit with some pasties, and so did one of my other friends. We got a lot of attention, which is precisely why we dressed the way we did. We walked around, listened to bands, chatted with folks, and enjoyed ourselves. As we were leaving, I heard someone call my name, so I turned around to see who it was, and it was Brandon. I hadn't seen or heard from him in a long time but was happy I ran into him. We started talking, and I introduced him to my friends. I told him we were getting ready to leave, and he asked me to stay with him and that he would give me a ride home. So, I said my goodbyes to my friends, and off they went. Brandon and I hung out for a little while, chatting and flirting, and of course, that led to making out and touching and getting all handsy with each other. So we started to walk back to where he parked his bike. It was in a semi-private area in the back with just a couple of other bikes. He knew the guy that was running one of the bars and they let him park there. By that time I was really starting to get turned on, I could feel my juices beginning to dribble out around my pussy lips, I took Brandons hand and placed it on my crotch, I leaned back on his bike, he then got on his knees and started licking and sucking my clit, it felt so incredible that I almost came but I didn't, I backed him up and I changed places with Brandon and got on my knees and started sucking his cock, at the same time I was rubbing my pussy, we only lasted a few minutes until he helped me up and I bent over his bike and he slid his hard cock balls deep in my soaking wet pussy, he fucked me hard and fast for only a few minutes until I could feel his balls twitching and I knew he was going to blow his load of jizz in my hole, as soon as I felt his warm silky load pump inside of me, I came so fucking hard my head was spinning, I didn't realize that I was being a little loud until I heard someone say, "Good show" I just looked over my shoulders and laughed and said, Thank you, glad you enjoyed it because I certainly did" He laughed and walked away. Brandon was a little embarrassed, but not me. I loved it. We got ourselves back together, hopped on his bike, and drove down the road. I could feel his jizz running out of me. Let's say it was a slippery ride home. He dropped me off at my house when I got off, his jizz was all over his seat. I told him we laughed about it, and he kissed me good night and left. I walked into my house and couldn't wait to tell Scott all about my evening. I have been cucking him so hard lately and it’s been so perfect…at least for me that I can't see any reason to slow things down or keep the dicks out of my holes!
I got my kitty stuffed with Jake's baby batter not once but twice last night—talk about a birthday blowout! Jake pumped so much cum in my guts that my pussy was a jizz sprinkler for the rest of the evening. So much so that I had a happy trail of cum running down my thigh at one point. I call that a badge of honor. Over the last few days, between Jake and Rob, I bet I gained a pound just in cum pumped in my belly.
I am going to give Jake the award for fucking me into a complete cum zombie. Rob was close, but Jake just has a special way of turning me into a never-ending orgasm factory. Jake laid me on his bed and looked me in the eyes, and my legs popped open as if on command. It is almost like it was a reflex. My legs just open up. My pussy just starts dripping like a leaky faucet. He rubbed the head of his dick on my clit, and I came. In less than ten seconds and he turned me into his fuck zombie. When he slipped his cock in my guts and shoved his tongue in my mouth, I had an orgasm so intense I think I may have forgotten my name. Jake pumped me with his cock for an hour. He flipped me over and fucked me on all fours. Then Jake sat me on his cock and watched it disappear inside me like it was a magic trick. I let myself impale myself on his dick, taking every inch, feeling it move my insides around. Then he flipped me back into missionary and made the most intensely erotic slow love to me until I had such a long orgasm that was so strong I squeezed his cock out of my pussy. He slipped it back in, let me finish, and then emptied his testicles inside of me. He kept his cock in me, made out with me, told me he loved me, and I said it back. I don't think I even remembered that I was married until he dropped me off, and I saw Scott when I opened the door. He asked me how my night was, and I said, "Jake told me he loved me." Scott got very quiet and asked what I said. I told him I said it back. He asked me if I meant it. I said of course I do. He asked how I felt about him. I told Scott that I loved him but in a different way. In the same way, someone loves their precious pet. Then I went to bed, not before seeing the tent pole in Scott's shorts. I realized at that moment that my years of hard work have successfully reduced Scott into such a beta cuck…and I am so proud of myself. It's turned him into such a wonderful pet.
Rob is back, and he not only melted my heart, he melted my pussy. You may remember Rob, the stunningly attractive man, and an even seemingly impossible, more attractive dick. I have met many men who have had dicks way more appealing than the rest of the body, face included. Rob is one of those men, but both his looks and the size and looks of his dick are out of this world beautiful. I don't often say a dick is "beautiful," but with Rob…his dick is beautiful. I wish I could pop it off and take it home with me. Testicles included. Sadly, men don't have a detachable dick. They should.
Anyway, Rob had me bring Scott. We have had some fun cuck stuff in the past. At least it was fun for me and Rob. I'm not too concerned whether Scott enjoyed himself. Probably not too much because he isn't one of those cucks who live to eat jizz. It's a great source of displeasure for him. Sadly, for him, his displeasure fuels my pleasure. To say he has eaten a lot of sperm is an understatement. It's mostly his own, but he has sucked his share of nut out of my holes and off my body. Cum that didn't come out of his own testicles. I often turn myself on wondering how he must feel knowing he has the sperm of another man swimming around in his belly because I strongly suggested it was what was good for him. I like looking at him, knowing a superior man has his cum in his belly. It makes me smile, and it makes my pussy drool.
Rob, however, had other ideas. He brought Scott in and had him watch as we made out for 5 minutes. When I say made out, I mean Rob had his fingers down my jeans and in my dripping cunt. I had his dick hard as a rock by rubbing it through his pants. When Rob broke it off, he looked at Scott and told him he should watch everything because he would witness the moment Rob took me from him. Like I said, I melted when he said that. I told him, "I love you so much, Rob…I really do!" And I did at that moment. He says the most beautiful things. At least, they are for me, not so much for Scott. Scott protested and looked at me for help. I warned him about the last time he tried to get me to choose. Scott doesn't understand he will always be on the losing side. Rob told Scott that he would just be there to serve the both of them. He no longer counted in any way, and if he didn't agree to it, he could just leave now. Again, Scott looked at me for help. It was about this time I was dropping to my knees to serve Rob like the master he was at that moment. I told Scott to go if he didn't like it. Scott stayed. He's such a cuck. It's kind of pathetic, but in the best of ways. He watched his wife get her holes used like a fuck toy. Rob fucked all three of my holes and in no particular order. He just went from one hole to another. It didn't matter. I came so hard in less than a minute, so I was cum retarded the entire 20 minutes Rob was breeding my holes. He pulled out of my pussy and slipped the perfect head of his cock in my asshole, and pumped his nut in my colon. I came a second time, and it was so good I think I almost blacked out. Rob pulled his dick out and ordered Scott to start eating. He hesitated, but I was so fucked stupid that I yelled at him to get on it. Scott sucked every drop of sperm out of and off of my asshole. I made him clean for at least 5 minutes while I got my wits back about me. Scott looked so silly with a shiny cum chin, but just thinking about it has me fired back up again. Things are looking good for me…they really are!
I had a 3 dick day yesterday. I'll tell you all about it after I have my two dick day today. In the meantime, enjoy this 1 dick video! Has a nice little titty fuck finish!
Finally, after such a long time, I felt the cum of 2 men spray my insides down in one day. I felt the jizz of a 3rd hit my belly and then promptly be licked off me as if It never was there.
I filled myself up twice with the Jizz in Shane’s balls yesterday, and then I went out with Jake, and he topped me off and sent me home to my husband with a cum runny pussy. A sperm dripping pussy that he had to look at, taste, and clean up. I could see the frustration on his face. He is so desperate to cum inside of me, but I will deny him that forever. The closest he will ever get is when he makes a video with me, and even then, I don’t let him cum inside of me. I make him finish himself. He may technically be my husband but he is no Shane and even more glaringly vastly inferior to Jake. So, my husband is my friend. He has to watch as he has been relegated to an outsider, and Jake and I have become the couple. Jake and I no longer have sex. We make love now. We have turned fucking into a completely sensual art form. Something I have never nor will I ever experience with Scott. And I don’t want to. But I need Scott. His reduction in status elevates my sex drive to incredible levels. My relationship wouldn’t exist as it does without Scott. So, am I using him for my own sexual and personal desires? Absolutely. And, just saying that, well, it makes my clit hard, and that brings great joy to me. Not so much Scott, but he signed up for this. Like they say. Careful what you wish for…you may end in the friend zone staring at your wife’s pussy dripping sperm from the testicles of another far superior man.
Finally, I got pumped full of sperm in two different directions. It’s like Shane was trying to push both his loads together in my guts. I swallowed a mouthful of his swimmers, and thirty minutes later, he snaked his dick in my asshole and filled my colon up with a second load of Jizz. It’s good to be back in action! Fuck, a week or so out of action, and it’s like I haven’t had a dick in my holes for what seems like an eternity. All that, and I haven’t even cum yet. I’m going to. That is a given. I almost came from sucking Shane’s dick, and when he slipped his dick down my throat and started pumping ball snot…I nearly, I mean, just barely missed cumming. It would have been epic if I did. It’s going to be mind-boggling when I do. Shane knew I didn’t cum, and being the thoughtful guy he is, he was upset that I didn’t let him help me finish. I didn’t want to. I want to save it and make it so good I’ll be cum retarded for an hour. He doesn’t understand this, but he did his job. He has me so fired up that when I do cum, it will be so hard I won’t be able to function for 10 minutes. I really love when I cum like that while a guy is fucking me. I get fucked so stupid that anything that guy does to me with his dick, and I mean anything, I’m all in.
Anyway, I’m back home and texting with Jake. If things work out, Jake will be the one to push me over the edge later this afternoon. Keeping my fingers crossed! I’ll let you know.
Good afternoon 💋 Here's a couple of closeups, I felt like snapping, let me know what your going to do with them or even better, show me what your going to use them for 🍆💦😜 Hope you're enjoying your day!
So, why is there no cumshot with that last video? Because before we could finish, Jake called, and since Jake is the man running the show, I pulled off of Scott’s dick and went to let Jake’s dick take its proper place in my guts. Jake can just satisfy me in ways Scott will never be able to. Don’t feel bad for Scott…it’s just the circle of life. I do have a video with a proper cumshot cumming up tomorrow, so watch for that.
I have had some goofy health things going on, none of which are your business, so if you are wondering why I am posting kind of oddly, that is why. But, to the joy of some and the dismay of others…I’m back! Hopefully, I will be full speed here very shortly.
