The second cum dump was on my tits. Nice thick, stringy ropes that just begged to be licked clean.
It was pretty good for a second cum shot. Some of you have balls that start dry heaving after the first cum. Some of you, like Connor, can pump a gallon every damn time. Jake didn't do bad for his second cum shot. I'm weirding him out now that he's part of the Brookes World of Porn. But he's got that look in his eye now...the look that says, "Now that I'm in...I don't want to leave!" I hope he never does. I mentioned I would love to have Scott lick his sperm off my tits, and I could see the concern in his eyes. He said that sounded awful but now that I said it...he needed to see it. So...maybe next time, I'll get a video of Scott trying to chow down some of Jake's testicle snot. I'd prefer it to be cumming out of my asshole, but the tits would give a better view of the total humiliating domination I am imposing on Scott as Jake's sperm drips from his nose. Fuck, that sounds awful...for Scott, but man, does it make my clit stand up, and take notice! It's an amazing time to be alive...just saying!
Sucking the sperm out of Jakes balls with my pussy.
Keeping you up to date with Jake. Jake tells me today that he knows about my porn and all of that. Said he knew who I was from watching Brazzers. He says he didn’t want to say anything, so I didn’t think he just wanted to get with a porn chick for a quick fuck. All is good on my end. Now, he knows much more than he did yesterday and says he’s all good with it. He also wants to help me do my pics and videos, so today was his training day and first sperm drip debut. Here’s a video of me sucking the sperm out of his balls with my pussy. Enjoy
Good morning everyone. What have we got going today? I am spending it with Jake and looking forward to that. Yes, I basically cheated on Jake, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be his girl. I really do. It’s simply a problem that my pussy leads me to spread my legs for other guys because she wants to be everyone’s cum dump as well. What say we keep that little fact amongst ourselves? No matter how you try to convince me, affairs are so much better than just sticking a no strings attached dick in yourself for a cum. I have done both…and for me, an affair gives me an emotional and physical orgasm that is vastly more powerful than just a quick make me cum fuck with someone I have zero feelings for. Jake’s cock has pumped my holes so expertly and has made me cum so intensely that alone has intensified my feelings for him making him more than just a lover now. He is my addiction, my obsession. So, if you're on board with your wife sleeping with other men, be prepared for her to have a full-blown emotional affair, too. It's like skipping straight to the good stuff without all the awkwardness and fumbling around. Will she end up leaving you? Who knows. But that uncertainty only adds to the excitement for guys who love watching their wives ride new cock. Or at least I think it does. I could be wrong. It doesn't matter because the thrill of enslaving Scott in a constant state of cuckold angst is what truly excites me. Having him watch me fall in love with another man, knowing he can never have me completely again, feeds my admittedly twisted desires. The endless possibilities for domination and manipulation send me into a dark, dangerous frenzy that I can’t stay away from. Then again, I may be a sex addict. Which, if you ask me is a divine blessing. With all that word salad I ended up spitting out above…I’m not saying I wouldn’t slip a dick in my guts on the spot with a hot stud I just met for the thrill of it. I’m just saying the orgasms are so much more intense with someone like Jake, who I have grown to adore. Then again, I put Rob’s cock in my holes the other day, so it’s kind of an oxymoron. Oh..who cares, life is good!
Not every husband has a wife that will do this to him. I decided it was time to make Scott feel inadequate yesterday. I have spent so much time with Jake that I need to remind Scott he is not the only man on my mind. Not that he could satisfy me in any way, but a little trip down the beach in the golf cart with him as my chauffeur sounded like a delightful display of his inferiority. And what was our delightful view at the beach? Plenty of girls donning bikinis, though most seemed to have fully embraced the "dad bod but for women" trend. It's hardly a convention for the aesthetically pleasing. Such is life these days. But there he was, all alone, jogging down the beach. Some guy with a big old beard, not something I usually like, but it worked on him, and a fit man's physique that made my clit stand up and take notice. I didn’t even think twice. I told Scott to go to the next exit, get out, and walk home. He wanted to know why, so I told him I wanted to see about striking up a conversation with the guy I was checking out. Having Scott there certainly wasn’t going to up my chances. So, he got out of the cart, and I immediately returned, found him standing in the water, and parked the cart. I’m not shy. I got out, walked up to him, and started talking to him. He recognized me from the first time I passed him and asked where the guy was. I told him he was just a friend from the area and dropped him off. So, here I am, cheating on my husband with Jake, who I have intense feelings for, and cheating on Jake with Rob, who I have only sexual feelings for, talking with a guy I never met before, wondering how his dick is going to taste. We talked briefly, and I just asked him if he would like to go out later tonight. I’m supposed to go with Jake, but I figure I can get out of that if I have to. I didn’t have my phone so he handed me his phone and I put my number in it. I haven’t heard from him yet, but my pussy is drenched in anticipation. If not…Jake will be more than enough to satisfy me tonight, so it’s a win-win either way.
I had a blast with Rob, just like the last time we were together, nearly a month ago. He is still his same outspoken, brash, and full-of-crap self, but I wouldn't have him any other way. And his body, oh my...it's like a work of art. Every muscle is perfectly defined, and his dick...well, let's say it's a masterpiece. I couldn't believe it when he mentioned he was turning 38 tomorrow. It feels like just yesterday that he was in his early 30s. But age doesn't seem to affect his sexual prowess at all. He made my insides into a delicious cum soup of pleasure with his skilled movements. I'm glad I took a break from Jake to be with Rob. It was a completely different experience but one that I thoroughly enjoyed. Although my heart and pussy still belongs to Jake, my body couldn't resist the temptation of Rob's thick, long member. The way he penetrated my asshole from behind sent shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. His size stretched me in ways I didn't think possible, but it only added to the intensity of my orgasm. But as much as Rob pleases me anally, Jake still reigns supreme in that department. There's something about the way he plows into my guts with his perfectly timed thrusts that makes me moan uncontrollably. His smaller but equally talented cock knows exactly how to hit all the right spots and make me reach heights of cum ecstasy. The takeaway from today is the obvious cock size difference. Rob is huge. Jake is above average. But even though Rob may have the bigger and thicker dick, it's Jake who truly knows how to make me cum harder than ever before. But there's no denying that Rob's impressive cock size makes for some amazing anal play, and I can't resist indulging in it every now and then. On a side note, Rob fucked me missionary the second time around, and we came at the exact same time…it was hot as fuck, and I now have 2 well-sperm-greased holes!
I never expected to wake up with a man's cock still inside my asshole, but there it was, stretching my insides and leaving a sticky trail of dried sperm across my ass cheeks. I remember him pumping his nut into my guts and kissing the back of my neck while I had the most intense orgasm of my life. Then I woke up, the head of dick held tightly in my asshole and the dried sperm on my ass cheeks letting me know it wasn’t just a dream. I stroked Jake awake and then tasted his cock, still tasting of his own cum and my ass. It only took a few minutes of working the head of his dick with my lips before he finished in my mouth. He told me not to swallow it if I didn’t want to. He must be insane. I swallowed it as his testicles convulsed and pumped their jizz into my mouth. I never hold cum. I drink it as it arrives. By the time my lips leave the tip of your cock, your sperm has been removed, including the post-drip jizz. I am a firm believer in sucking a guy soft. I kissed him on the lips and thanked him for the life-altering orgasm from the night before. That’s when Jake dropped the bomb and, point blank, told me he loved me. I told Jake he was just messed up in the head from the orgasm he just had. He said no, he truly loves me. He asked me if I felt the same and I said yes, I do. Which is not only truthful but sexually hot as fuck. I’m in love with another man other than my husband. It sets my pussy on full soak mode thinking about it. Here comes the part you are going to shake your head at. After I admitted truthfully I was in love with him, I lied to him so I could get my pussy filled with cock from another man. That man is Rob, and I can't give Rob up. His 9-inch cock and sculpted body have become an addiction that I cannot shake. So, instead, I lied to Jake and will be sneaking around his back, indulging in my physical and emotional affairs simultaneously. I suppose I could tell Jake about Rob and the others, but it is my guess he is not the kind of guy who would be okay with that. Look, it's a twisted cycle of lust and deceit that, in a cruel twist of fate, only brings me untold pleasure and satisfaction, even though deep down, I know it's wrong. But try as I might, I can't resist the thrill and danger of living this life, constantly chasing after new highs and risking everything for the next socially and morally forbidden encounter with Rob or Scott or whoever else catches my wandering eye. My pussy throbs at the mere thought of it all - the adrenaline rush of infidelity mingled with the raw ecstasy of wild, uninhibited sex. And even though I may be spiraling out of control, consumed by guilt and yearning for something real, for now, this is my reality. And I embrace it wholeheartedly, no matter how twisted and taboo it may be.
Quick update. It’s that time when everyone has somewhat wandered off. Scott is still cleaning up. Jake is in his bed, naked, waiting for me to cum to him. Scott will leave once he’s done cleaning. Jake will stay the rest of the night, taking me as his own. It was an amazing day all the way around. I held Jakes's cock in my mouth with only one wall separating Scott's parents and all their friends. They had no idea their daughter-in-law was teasing the release of sperm out of Jake’s testicles in the room beside them. As Jake's seed filled my mouth, I inadvertently let a few drops spill onto the cold tile. Ignoring it, I returned to the group, pulled Scott aside, and nonchalantly asked Scott to clean up the mess on the floor. He questioned what he needed to clean, and with a wicked grin, I informed him that a little of Jake was on the floor. His cum went from his balls into my mouth, and now it's on the floor, and you need to clean him up, or I’ll ask your father to do it. And I would have. With his family around, he gave me an obedient nod, and I followed him into the bedroom and then watched Scott get down on his hands and knees and wipe Jake's sperm off the floor. He looked completely shocked and flustered, but I also could see the arousal in his eyes. I have no idea how he can get turned on watching me get closer and closer to Jake but he does. What an amazing cuck husband Scott is. I’ll let you know how it goes. Side note: I was supposed to put this up last night, but I got rushed and forgot to hit the send button.
Sometimes you guys get a little out of hand when it cums to emptying your balls. David wanted to stop by and get a quick jizz release which I’m normally fine with. I enjoy making a man cum as much as I enjoy getting fucked. It’s never a chore, always a pleasure. Especially with a cock like David’s. But…sometimes, I have things going on, and it’s not something I can work on. I have a party tomorrow, and I have to prepare for it. As much as I’d love to suck down a load of sperm fresh from David’s balls, I can’t do it. I have people coming and going and lots to do. David got all snotty about it. Said I didn’t appreciate him anymore. Got all childish about it. Funny how one bad moment can alter a person's perception and standing in another person's eyes. I really feel like I might have seen a side of David I didn’t know was there. The last thing he said to me before hanging up was, “I guess I should go and fuck myself,” and then he disconnected. Now…I feel like he should get used to “fucking himself” because I really have no more interest in being around him. Will I miss his magically large penis? Absolutely, I will. But I won't miss being around a guy who throws a temper tantrum because I won’t blow him upon command. I’d probably be more sympathetic if I hadn’t drank about a quart of David’s sperm over the last week or so. It’s been almost daily, and I absolutely love worshiping his cock and coaxing the cum out of it. So, to get that reaction because I’m a bit too busy to stop and empty his cock for him at the very second he demands it…very disappointing indeed. I’d switch off to Rob immediately if Rob didn’t have a wife, a 9 to 5, and was willing to show up and help me with my phone and camera. So it’s back to Scott. He’s so vastly better at it than David, but I just fell in love with David's dick, so I’m just making a step up in content quality and a huge step down in dick enjoyment. You will probably notice a completely different style of pics and videos but now you know why. Will I see David again? I don’t know. Most likely but it all depends on him. At the very least, I will be taking a break from him for a while. Makes me sad, I admit it, but not that sad…not when I have Jake!
I made plans last month to entertain Scott’s family, his parents, and others for the 4th. I can’t cancel. I want to, but I can’t. Jake has asked me to spend it with him, and the urge to abandon everything and go is almost irresistible. So, the next best thing is that Jake has been invited to join us. He agreed, and this thought that Scott's father would unwittingly shake hands with the man who has emasculated his son, turning him into a pathetic sissy who eagerly slurps up the cum residue from my holes after Jake’s had his way. The mere thought of it makes me dripping wet. I sit here smiling as I type this, which is weird, but I can't help but imagine Jake’s cock stretching my asshole to its limits. I can almost feel his testicles emptying themselves into my colon, filling me with a feeling of cruel perversion. I don’t know why I revel in the taboo desire of being anally penetrated in such a gathering, but I do, and I am becoming obsessed with it the closer we get to it. I can picture myself at the table with a satisfied smirk, feeling Jake's sperm slowly dripping out of my destroyed asshole. The mere thought of spreading my cheeks for Jake's cock while his family is just a few walls away is literally making my heart race. The risk, the thrill, and knowing that we could be caught at any moment only adds to the incredible turn-on. And when Jake finishes inside me, I will put a finger in my cummy asshole and offer it to Scott, watching as he licks it clean. The taste will make him fully aware of where Jake's dick has been. It's a twisted game of pleasure and danger that hopefully drives the three of us wild. But, even if it’s just me that gets off on it, that is more than enough for me. Think about it. A man I'm deeply entangled with, physically and emotionally, is casually chatting with my husband and his family. It will be like a forbidden thrill that only the three of us will be aware of. And…as you might have guessed, now that I have told you all of this, my pussy is pouring girl cum, and my clit is rock hard and huge, begging me to get it off. I really need to quit sharing all of this. Thinking about this makes it hard to get through the day! I don’t know if I can save myself until tomorrow for Jake. I want to, but it’s not looking good. I’m just saying.
First things first. Jake’s penis did not find its way into my body yesterday. First time in a while now. I’ll get to him later today. Moving on. Finally, a well-mannered nice guy in his 20s came up to me in Publix and didn’t tell me how badly he wanted me to suck his dick to kick off the conversation. Which has the opposite effect of making me want to suck the ball snot right out of the head of his cock. I didn’t, but I wanted to just because he was so nice. Do I like guys in their 20’s? As in, do I want to slip a 27-year-old dick into my asshole and let him give me a sperm anal cleansing? Absolutely, I do. Think about this…this guy yesterday was 27 years old. On the day he was born, I was 30 years old and quite possibly having my pussy pumped and filled with sperm. While he was coming out of a pussy, some guy was cumming in my pussy. You may not find that exciting, but for me, knowing I’m opening my legs to be bred by a guy who wasn’t even born before I turned 30…well…it has a way of making my pussy all hot and bothered. If you haven’t figured it out by now, my sex game is 90 percent mental, which makes the remaining 10 percent physically amplified a thousand times. I think the mental sex game opens up a whole new world and makes me more willing to try and accept new things. I’m sure it’s how I got to be the ultimate cuck queen I have become.
There’s a trend for OF chicks and porn chicks not to show nudity on Twitter/X anymore. Stupid. That’s all I can say about that. No self-awareness. There are millions of chicks across all the platforms…they all are pretty much the exact same product, most no better or worse than the other ones. If I’m not seeing your pussy spread wide…I’ll look at your pretty face, just like the other 20 million pretty faces, and move on. They, like myself, are a dime a dozen. I recognize that, so I only post pics, videos, and recaps of what I like. Sadly for you guys, you are stuck with my blogs and whatever photos or videos I feel like making that day. I only do what turns me on. Hopefully, you like it, but I’m not going to pretend I’m into something I’m not. This annoys the shit out of people when they want me to make a custom video, and I tell them no because it doesn’t sound like something I can get off on when I make it. A hundred dollars is not worth ruining days worth of sex, and that’s what happens when somebody has a “put a hairbrush in your pussy” fetish. I’m sure it’s the cat’s pajamas for his dick, but it’s a zero hero for my pussy. Maybe it’s because I’m older, and I don’t want to miss a possible orgasm, but I’m really set in my ways now. I either get to cum, or I don’t do it. Again, there are a billion other chicks who will play along with whatever it is you want them to, and more power to them…I just am not one of them. Besides, I am the world’s worst actress anyway. I tend to look like Joe Biden trying to read a script.
These are just some thoughts in my downtime. I noticed how much heavier David’s dick is than Jakes when I was holding it this morning. It’s a solid 4 inches longer, but it’s probably twice as fat, and Jakes's dick isn’t skinny. David’s dick feels good in my hand. It has that heavy but satisfying weight. I love to trace the veins and ridges on his impossibly large cock. I can feel the strength and hardness of his fat dick just by giving it a little squeeze. It’s like holding a weapon…it feels right in my hand. I admit that I wanted to feel it making a mess in my guts but I am feeling kind of a loyalty to Jake. The sex with Jake is better than with David or anyone else at this point and time. Jake is just good at sex. That’s what it cums down to. He can just out “sex” all the others. Jake has rendered Scott into a tiny and vastly inadequate man, and I revel in that mental domination over my husband. David though…I do love touching his cock. It’s just so…gigantic. So much so that I can’t help but want to touch it, hold it, kiss it, and tease the sperm out of it. Every time I cum face to face with Davids's dick, I feel like I should be giving thanks to the God of cock for providing me with such a wonder. Just watching it jerk and spasm when it pumps sperm out of the head is mesmerizing. But David is David. He’s single, always has been, is stuck in his ways, and once he empties himself into me one way or another, he wants to eat and watch TV. Not my style. Jake, however,…he’s the man. He keeps moving, 24/7. Wears a girl out in more ways than one, but always in a great way. Whereas David is just happy to hold the camera, get his dick sucked and jerked, feed me sperm, and then hit the video games before he goes to work at 1 pm. Don’t get me wrong; I am grateful that he allows me the pleasure of pleasuring his dick and feeding me its cum. It’s been basically 15 minutes of pure joy for most days over the last 2 weeks. Just making his dick pump cum is like a triple-shot energy drink for me. It just makes my day so much better. But…David will never be my man, and a part of me fears the day when I may have to say goodbye to that delicious dick that brings me so much joy. I think way too much. I really do. But I like it!
I wrote this last night but ended up with a cock in my asshole before I could send it. Anyway, here you go…belatedly. Just checking in. Just finished some nude swimming in the pool. I swallowed some sperm underwater…that was interesting flavor, cum and chlorine. It’s just me and Jake. Jake asked where Scott was. I told him I made Scott leave and didn’t know where he went, but I don’t care as long as it’s not here. Jake just smiled…he knows he has taken Scott’s rightful spot by my side from him. I couldn't help but fantasize about the day when he would command me to leave Scott for good. The mere thought sends shivers down my spine and makes my clit throb. Jake is in the shower right now, and what I really need is Jake's hot load deep inside me, filling my insides as I have the most intense anal climax. Let's hope that happens; I’ll get with you in the morning!
As a side note, Jake did give me that anal orgasm I was so desperately wanting. It lasted forever! I am sure I looked like a complete tard, but that’s just a side effect of a really good cum…, so be proud of yourself if you fuck your girl brain-dead and unaware. It’s fun to be turned into a cum zombie, just saying.
I stumbled through the front door a few hours ago, my body aching and throbbing from the intense pleasure I experienced at Jake's house. My pussy feels raw and battered, my asshole stretched to its limit, and my stomach heavy from the gallons of cum I consumed. But despite the physical exhaustion, my mind is still reeling from the wild and depraved acts I just engaged in. I couldn't resist staying with him for two days. Even though things at home were shifting, I couldn't pass up a weekend with Jake. He has me hooked in the most primal and sensual way possible. When I'm with him, my husband doesn't even cross my mind. But Jake and his cock reminds me, in no uncertain terms, that they are constantly thinking about me. The thought of being desired by both men fuels my desires, and I am more than willing to indulge in them with Jake and his cock. As soon as I stepped through the door, Scott bombarded me with questions. He demanded answers as if being my husband gave him that right. So I told him, “When Jakes cock slips inside of me, I am no longer your wife. When his dick is in my mouth, pussy, asshole, hand, or anywhere near me, consider you and I divorced.” Scott's dejected, pathetic look would make most women feel sorry for him. For me, all it did was turn my pussy into a sloppy hot mess ready to fuck. Just not Scott. Scott mistakenly asked me what I saw in Jake and not him. I said, first and most importantly…Jake would never consume another man's sperm out of my pussy, much less my asshole. Scott protested that is what I wanted him to do and he’s right. The difference is that Jake would say no and stick to it….making him more of a man than Scott will ever be. Which is exactly what I want from Jake. What Scott isn’t getting is that he's the perfect husband in my eyes. It's a twisted and perverse arrangement, but it's the epitome of my dominance over him. He laps up my lover's jizz from any orifice I command, his mouth open like an obedient puppy. But it’s exactly how I want him to be. Honestly, this is precisely how I molded him into what he is now. Scott was once Jake, big, strong, and confident. But now he's my pathetic little sissy cuckold, constantly crawling around with a streak of cum on the tip of his nose. How satisfying it is to see him reduced to a sniveling, submissive shell of his former self. Again,…the perfect husband. Will I pleasure Scott or use him for my own desires? Perhaps I choose to record it for your viewing pleasure but fulfilling his needs to appease him? No. I relish denying Scott's sexual desires, leaving him craving my touch even more. The cold reality is that my body belongs to other men, not Scott. What really bothered Scott was when I told him, “Jake is all I think about since he fingered me on that first date.” That really hit him hard. I asked him if it bothered him that Jake had been spilling his sperm in my guts every day for the last week.” The question was really designed to let Scott know who truly controlled my desires. Scott asked me point blank if I was in love with Jake. I answered point blank that yes, I was. Scott asked me if I was still in love with him, and I said, “Yes, I am, just in a different way. A way you might not understand.” He asked me if I would leave him for Jake, and I replied that I would if Jake asked me to, happily complying with Jake's every desire. But I also told him that I would always return to his bed, even if it was marked by another man's sperm…eventually. I asked him if he could handle that because if he couldn’t, we should consider divorce. After laying down my terms, I asked him if he could handle the debasing conditions and if he truly wished to remain wedded. With a hard "I do," he eagerly consented to my demands. When I proposed a mercy handjob, he practically ripped his unbendable hard cock out of his shorts in record time. After only ten seconds of stroking, he couldn't hold back any longer and erupted in a humiliating premature ejaculation, coating my hand with a thick load of cum...which he shamelessly devoured at my command. I asked him if he wanted a mercy handjob, and he said yes. His dick popped out of his shorts so hard it was nearly unbendable. Ten seconds of stroking and a massive load of sperm covered my hand…which he obediently ate. My pathetic excuse of a husband scurrying away to wash his hands like the obedient little servant he is. I instructed him to retrieve the dress my real man, Jake, bought me. He'll spend the night with me this time, and I plan to look irresistible for him. My worthless hubby will even have the privilege of shaving my sweet pussy before Jake arrives...he may as well get some pleasure out of serving as a cuckold for us. As soon as he’s done, Scott must leave and not return until I tell him to do so. Who knows how long Jake might stay?
Good morning, here's a couple pics to get your day started, just sitting around waiting for the Fedex Guy, I have to sign for a package...lol, I know it sounds like a porn video just waiting to happen, but unfortunately he doesn't do anything for me, if it's the regular driver but being it's the weekend, you never know, it maybe someone else new and exciting 😜
I had a good night. This will be a tough story for some folks who don’t like severe infidelity and cuckolding. It’s 100 percent true, and it would destroy most men. Hopefully, Scott will survive it; I’m not sure, though. But I have to do it. I would have passed up a massive sexual opportunity if I didn’t, and I refuse to do that. Anyway, I ended up spending the night with Jake again. In fact, I just got home, and as I write this, sperm is leaking out of me onto my chair. Jake gave me an early morning breeding and left a hefty load of jizz inside of me. It was seriously good sex. When he came, his face tightened up, he got that stupid look everyone gets when a seriously intense orgasm starts, and he grabbed my hips and bottomed himself out inside of me. I could feel every twitch and spasm of his cock and every hot jet of his sperm hitting my womb. I love that feeling of cum coating my insides. I imagine what it looks like, the head of his cock inside of me pushing sperm into my guts, and it never fails to push me over the edge into orgasm. I actually keep a couple of videos I downloaded of a camera put inside some chick's pussy that shows the head of a cock pushing jizz out of the cumhole into her guts. I couldn’t resist watching them again this morning, thinking that was me being pumped full of cum. The best part of the morning was when I was getting ready to head home he asked me to stay and spend today and the weekend with him. I told him he should be careful, that if I did, he would end up falling for me. He said he already has. I probably could have touched myself and had an instant orgasm. I was that excited to hear that. I really do want to spend the weekend with him, and I would but I have commitments with family that can’t be broken. I explained that to him, and he seemed disappointed, but I told him I could still spend the late afternoons and nights with him; I just had to be home by 9 each morning. He asked me how I felt about him and if I thought we had something worth exploring. I told him I felt the same and was excited to see where it would lead us.
Scott is at work, and I want to call him so badly and tell him how I, his wife, have found herself with feelings towards another man. But I want to tell him in person to see his reactions. I want to witness his final transformation into a true cuckold. Unwillingly serving me to further my sexual and emotional desires with zero concerns about his.
Scott is at work and I want to call him and confess my emotional and sexual infidelity so badly it almost hurts. But the thrill of seeing his reaction in person fuels my excitement, imagining his look of shock and betrayal as I reveal how I have found passion with another man. My husband will be reduced to a mere servant, catering to my every sexual and emotional whim without a second thought for his own desires. He will become the ultimate cuckold, willingly submitting to my control as I indulge in my newfound pleasures with no regard for his feelings. So I will wait until he gets home, then I will leave him here alone and go to Jake, the man who can give me what I need and who I want to be with. Is it awful that my pussy is a messy swamp just thinking about it?
Jake met Scott this morning. It was simply amazing. I watched Jake walk in, standing tall and dominant over Scott, full of strength and confidence. He shook Scott’s hand, and I could see the fear and humiliation in Scott’s eyes, knowing the man before him was a man that I would spread my legs for so he could slip his dick inside of me and breed me at will and that I will be joyfully accepting his sperm in all of my holes. Jake's presence and smirk of disapproval on his face, looking down on Scott, made him shrink before my eyes. Scott’s muscular body was now reduced to a tiny, helpless man, completely dominated by Jake. My pussy melted and turned into a river of swampy girl slime the second Scott bowed down to an obviously superior man. I wanted to slip Jake's cock into my throat right in front of Scott to pleasure Jake and show Scott how committed to this man I really am. But I didn’t. I just studied Scott’s reactions to the entire scene. It must be excruciating for him to realize that Jake can take away his wife and make me his own without hesitation. It must feel even worse knowing I would let Jake do just that. And I basically did do just that. I gave Jake a deep kiss while Scott watched, and we left the house hand in hand, laughing. What an amazing experience for all of us. I am not sure what Scott is feeling right now. He went to work. Jake seemed to relish the power he has over my husband almost as much as I do.No dicks were touched, no pussies were fucked, yet I felt as if I had just experienced the most mind-blowing sexual encounter of my life.
We drove around for a while, laughing and discussing how sexually intense the situation was. I asked Jake if that made him hard, and he admitted it did. He wasn’t lying because as soon as he said that, I leaned over, took his granite-hard dick out, and sucked a thick slimy load of sperm out of his testicles. When I was done consuming his jizz I leaned over to give Jake a kiss, but he stopped me and wiped a dab of cum off my cheek and fed it to me. Then he kissed me, with tongue. I am falling for this guy. He says and does all the right things. I have those nervous butterfly feelings whenever I think about him. What a wonderful time in my life. Scott wasn’t home when Jake dropped me off, but I can’t wait for him to arrive. I have already rubbed one out. I couldn’t help it. I am so fired up and horny that it’s hard to think right now. I need to know how Scott feels about all of this. I am dying to tell my husband I have feelings for another man. I need to see his face when I tell him. I need to see if his dick gets hard. If it does…then we could be starting down a long, slippery path with pitfalls but also unbelievable rewards if we do it right. If his dick doesn’t get hard, well, I’m not sure what will happen. I certainly won’t stop seeing Jake.
Good morning everyone, just a little post to get the day started. Sorry no sound with it but I'm in Grandma mode today so had to sneak this one in 😉 Not sure how much I will be around today but I'll try to sneak some other sexy stuff in throughout the day when I get a chance 😜 Hope you enjoy your day and catch you all later 💋
I spent the night with Jake. I haven’t woken up in someone else's bed in a long time. I sucked his cock at 7 am and had a sperm smoothie for breakfast shortly thereafter. He even kissed me on the lips to thank me for a jump start to his day. I like Jake more and more…yes I do. Just this morning alone was more than just fun. It was just what I needed, and what I needed this morning was to feel the head of his cock in my mouth, pumping cum into my belly. He tasted so good. He had that musky man taste and that sweet man smell that together made a delicious “cocktail” and made sucking his dick that much more wonderful. When he came, his jizz slid smoothly down my throat, leaving that cum aftertaste I can still taste right now. He tried to go down on me, but I stopped him. I tried to explain that would ruin it for me, that sucking his cock was my reward but I don’t think he fully understood. Most guys don’t. If he were to go down on me and give me a wonderful orgasm it would replace my thoughts of sucking the sperm out of his balls for the next day or so. I want the uninterrupted mental image of his dick in my mouth, at the very least, for the next day, if not a week. It will keep me touching myself all day long and make the next time he goes down on me all that much better. I know, not a guy thing, and it’s hard to explain, but it not only keeps me wet, it keeps his dick on my mind in anticipation of the next time I feel it inside of me.
Jake picked me up at my house and took me to dinner last night. We ended up eating in the bar and had a great time. To the outsider looking in, we probably looked like a super happy couple, and basically, that is exactly what we are. He held my hand, had his arms around me, kissed me, and was so easy to talk to. It was just a fun time, even though nothing sexual occurred. We drove around in his Jeep with the top down and then ended up at his place. Yes. We fucked. Twice. And it was great, but what was out of this world was the way he ate my pussy. I never have “the big orgasm” from being eaten out. I had 3 big orgasms from Jake's tongue. Mind-blowing, mouth-drooling, turn-you-full retard kind of orgasms. His face was soaked with my girl jizz. He gave me 2 big ones before we even fucked. Then he bent me over put me on all 4’s and used my pussy with his dick until I had another orgasm. Not a big one but still, a good one. When he flipped me over and fucked me missionary while making out with me, I thought I was going to cum, but I just missed it and at the worst time because his dick started pumping sperm into my pussy. If I had cum just when his balls were flooding my guts with cum…it would have been epic. We cleaned up, sat around naked, ate some leftovers, and then watched some TV. I got the urge to taste myself on his dick, so I leaned over and sucked him hard, and after a few minutes, he slipped his dick out of my mouth and went down on me again. Minutes later…the third most intense orgasm…maybe in my lifetime, happened. It seemed to last about a minute and I’m not sure it actually didn’t last that long. It was an orgasm that felt like it walked you up to the line of death, pushed you over, but then grabbed you while you were teetering and pulled you back. I am so thankful my body can provide me with this kind of natural high. I’m so thankful Jake can bring it out of me. I am so ready to have about a million more of them. Hopefully, they will keep on “cumming!” After all that, he went in me slow and deep, made out with me, and I got to look into his eyes as my pussy made his cock release his cum inside of me for the second time. It was such a turn-on to see his face when he came inside of me. If only I could see that face on the daily. Who knows, maybe I will, or at least get close to it. Anyway, there is more, but this recap has gone on way too long; most of you will never get this far anyway! Doesn’t matter, I just like writing it out, it keeps things fresh in my mind.
This is why a fat 11-inch cock makes most others obsolete for at least a few days. David did as he pleased and used his giant dick and increased the diameter of my pussy to epic proportions, rendering it useless for other dicks. I don’t think he really has a grip on what his dick actually does to a girl's pussy after an hour of having it reposition her guts. He seems oblivious to it and everything else, to be honest. I’m not sure he even gets how powerful my orgasms are when he turns my brain off from one of them. I think his lack of experience with other women makes him think it’s just the norm with everyone. It’s not in any way shape or form. Yes, he turned my brain off when the tip of the head of his dick hit the bottom inside of me, then just kept pushing it further, making my hole stretch deeper into my body. When I say rearrange…I can feel it moving things around. That makes me cum. I had three fantastic orgasms with him, and he is feeling better about life now that he has expanded my pussy into a cum dripping open hole. As in, he is more comfortable and not so “jealous” of Jake. I didn’t tell him I would have rather had Jake’s dick inside me instead of his but neither here nor there. David’s monster dick was available. Jake’s was not. I also didn’t tell him I’m having better sex with Jake. I want David to think he’s the king. He’s too emotionally fragile to think someone else owns my pussy. One day, he’ll find out. We shall see how that goes. Anyway, after we fucked and I was laying there with my pussy wide open in a state of orgasmic shock, spilling David's sperm out onto my bed, we got to talking about Scott. I mentioned that after the resizing session we just had, I doubt I could even feel his dick if he put it in me. That intrigued David, so he asked me to try. It sounded like a good idea to me so this is how this video came to be.
Yes, I could feel Scott. Not in a way that would ever make me cum, even though I did, but in an “I can sense something pushing around inside of me” kind of way. I asked Scott if he could feel me or if David ruined me for him. He said he could feel me, but I was very loose. I said that is what happens when you stick in a pussy that was with a real man. He came immediately, but I made him pull out and shoot his sperm in his hand, and yes, I made him eat it while I masturbated watching him. It’s a ritual now. I actually came before Scott did. A few times. Small orgasms but good enough. Any orgasm is a good orgasm, but you know that. I came from thinking about how another man expanded my pussy, and now my husband's dick felt like a very small finger inside of me. It was hard not to think about when that’s exactly what I was feeling from Scott’s dick. So what I’m saying is that it wasn’t Scott’s dick that made me cum; it was the thought of how inferior David's dick had made Scott’s dick become. David’s dick has destroyed any desire for my husband's dick other than humiliation sex. The thing is, Scott has a big dick. Bigger than most. That should tell you how big David’s dick actually is. I do wish Scott had a 3-inch penis. Then, he would be my dream husband.
My body reacts differently to different cocks. Just a fact of life. I haven’t measured Jakes’s cock…yet, but I will, and my best guess is it’s over 7 inches and decently thick. Yet I came harder on Jake's dick than I have on David’s 11-inch log of a cock who was the reigning champ of cocks until Jake’s dick punched its way into my guts. I would say David’s dick is more addictive than Jake’s, even though I have cum harder on Jakes's cum stick. Something about that 11 inches of thick dick that makes my body crave to be resized and rearranged by it. Then again, Jake is a beautiful man in every way…David, not so much. But so is Rob, he’s a stunner with a perfectly formed 9-inch penis, and though at one point his dick was making him the love of my life, he has slipped into third. If they were all to call at the same time, looking to pump cum into me, I would bend over for Jake first, then David, then Rob. I would seriously do all 3 on the same day if it aligned that way. I should try and make that happen. Then I could really have Scott take in more sperm than he pumps out…if you know what I mean!
Speaking of Scott. I keep dropping one-liners on him when he seems down about his position in our marriage and life in general. He was moping around last night, and I asked him if he was depressed, knowing that millions of Jake's sperm, fresh from his balls, were still swimming around inside of my body. He walked away. This morning, he was quiet, so I asked him if he felt left out because I wanted a serious relationship with Jake. I told him I still loved him, but Jake was like my big strong lion who can breed me on demand until I spill sperm from being so full whenever he likes and that he was like my cute but pathetically stupid dog that licks my feet and occasionally what other men have left him for a treat. He didn’t answer me. I fingered myself, thinking about how to shrink Scott down even further. Look, I know it pains him knowing that I want to have a whirlwind fall in a love relationship with another man, and I know it’s humiliating for him when people see me in public being affectionate with someone other than himself….and I’m glad he feels that way. I want to make it even more painful for him. Is that too much to ask for?
This is a long one, 100 percent accurate, zero BS, but it's a long one. You have been forewarned.
I was having Scott shoot some videos and pics of me. It’s been a while since someone else did the camera for me. I told him he could jerk off on my tits for his efforts. Then Jake called. He wanted to know if I wanted to come to his apartment and hang around the pool, which sounded amazing. So I said yes, told Scott I was leaving, and he literally begged me not to go. He seemed so pathetic. He told me he was worried he was losing me. I told him he shouldn’t worry about something he has zero control over. He asked me what that meant. I told him I’d talk to him about it when I saw him next and left. It felt so good to drop that massive ball of cuck anxiety on him. It put me into sexual overdrive thinking about what I was doing to him. His dick was so hard it was making a tent in his shorts until Jake called, and he heard me say, “Yes.” Then it just disappeared.
So, I went and hung around with Jake. I changed in front of him in his apartment and tried to initiate some pre-pool sex, but he said no, there would be time for that later. So we hung out in the pool, had a fantastic timeand some great conversation, and we really clicked. The only annoying thing was Scott texted me a hundred times, begging me to come home. I finally texted him back telling him he was looking weak and pathetic. I told him he should accept the fact I was with the better man, and he should just jerk off thinking about him slipping his cock inside of me, making me his, taking me away from him a little more with each stroke of his cock pushing into my guts. Then I turned off my phone. And…at this point, I wanted to fuck so bad I was touching myself. But again, Jake held me off and took me to Daytona 1, which is somewhat like an outdoor shopping area with all kinds of restaurants. Again, we had a blast. He took me into a store and picked out a top that barely covered anything and asked me to wear it. I think he thought I would back out but I put it on in the dressing room, gave the cashier the tag and out the door we went. We spent a few more hours just having a fantastic time. When we finally got back to his apartment, everything changed. He became a different man. An amazing kind of man. He sucked my huge fat clit so good I had an orgasm that was out of this world. That never happens. I cum when a guy licks my slit, clit, and ass properly…but I don’t cum like I do with a dick in my guts. Jake licked me into an orgasm that even David’s dick couldn’t give me. In fact, no other man has ever made me cum so hard with his tongue in my entire life, and that’s saying something. Then he did that thing with the head of dick on my clit, and I came even harder. He laughed at me as if I was the guy who just popped his load in 10 seconds. Then his dick pushed its way inside me, and he fucked me beyond brain-dead. He fucked me for an hour before he said he wanted to cum, and I begged him to leave his sperm inside of me. He asked me if I would swallow his cum if he asked me to. I told him yes. He said good to know and then left a huge load of jizz in my pussy which is still leaking out as I write this. When he pulled his cock out of me, I saw myself in the mirror. I looked like I’d been mugged; I was that frazzled. If getting mugged was like this, I need to be mugged several times daily. I really looked like I was fucked to near death. That’s a good feeling. Jake's cock…it’s something special. It may only be 7, he says 8 inches, but it might as well be 2 feet long. It breeds me that well. We talked about Scott some more. He was very curious about our relationship and discussed how that might affect his chance of having a relationship with me. I told him Scott would have zero input or effect on where ever myself Jake and I end up. I meant it. I didn’t say so, but even at this early stage…I want Jake to make me his. He’s 45, he’s got his head on straight, he knows what he wants, and he’s a dream of a man.
I turned my phone back on when I got in my Jeep and instantly Scott called. I told him he was looking desperate. He didn’t care. I asked him if he wanted me to be happy and he said not with him. I said he doesn’t get to choose who or what makes me happy. I told him he would always be my best friend and for now we are still husband and wife. I am just exploring whether I want to be exlclusive with Jake. I told him this wasn’t something to talk about on the phone. When I got home, he was an emotional wreck. He was going on and on and I asked him to take his dick out of pants. He said no so I told him to leave. He took his dick out. It was soft and shriveled. He obviously wasn’t turned on by all of this…but I was. I undressed for him and told him to jerk off on my tits while we talked. He did. I told him how we make out while we make love and how I love the way his balls feel when they slap against me. His dick went hard. When I told him how I enjoyed just walking around holding his hand, he pumped a load of sperm on my tits with a loud grunt. Of course, he licked his own sperm off of me. He is the only guy I know who takes in as much cum, and he pumps it out. I like that. He will always be my husband, I can’t give up a cuck like Scott. He’s one in a million. Who can get a hard on knowing his wife may actually leave you for another man? Not many and I’m not giving that up. He just doesn’t need to know that. It makes the sex with Jake and everyone else to good. It also doesn’t mean I can’t have some solid feelings for Jake…which I hope will only get stronger.
Look at the size of that massive clit dick! I took these pics after writing the below post. Got myself all worked up!
I told David about Jake he got all bent out of shape. He had a misguided notion that I was under some obligation to him. And I do, but it’s not to him. It’s his dick that has my loyalty. His dick doesn’t care if I like Jake better than the man carrying him and his testicles around. His dick only wants one thing…to turn my holes into a soupy mess of sperm. And being that it’s 11 inches and fat…I will always allow David to resize me with his cock anytime, anywhere. But even though it’s only been one date…I want to spend my time with Jake. Rob knows about Jake; his only question is if it would interfere with our breeding sessions. Dumb question. Of course not. Rob will always have a place for his dick in my pussy as well. Scott thinks it’s a fad. I hope that’s just wishful thinking on his part. I really think Jake may be the one. Not that I want to leave Scott…I don’t. I just want another serious relationship. A guy I go on trips with, spend a week here and a week there with. I don’t know how to fall in love with Jake and still be married to Scott but it makes my pussy drip thinking about it. I am so ahead of myself here…I just met this guy. But I let my desire for a perfect sexual lifestyle overpower my thought-processing ability. I feel like I shouldn’t be telling you any of this in case he read it, but I promised myself I wouldn’t hold back on here. Scott won’t even read them anymore. He says they make him feel like I want to leave him. He’s wrong. I don’t want to leave him. He’s been my perfect cuck bitch. I want to take it even further. His emotional demise is my perfect orgasm. Hard for some folks to hear that, but it doesn’t change the fact that it is what makes me orgasm the hardest. I want him at home while I’m enjoying a weekend with Jake. I want him to make sure all my clothes are laid out for my weekend trip that I will spend with another man I desire more. Mmm, that sounds so delicious. Seeing Scott’s face as he shaves my pussy for Jake to enjoy. Knowing he will never be inside me, that I would rather open my legs for Jake and allow him to breed me as he wishes. Fuck, I can almost feel Jakes's cock pumping sperm in my guts just writing this. Holy moly, I really want to feel his dick emptying itself in me right now. There is just this incredible feeling when a man ejaculates inside of you. I can feel it pouring into me. It’s warm and slick and almost always an instant cum for me. I need to quit. I have things to do and rubbing one out isn’t on the schedule. But you rub one out for me…and send me pics, you lazy bastards! I am not getting enough cum shot pics and videos…videos are preferred!
Here's a fan request outfit, I hope you all like it. I do have a lot of hot pics that I took and will post them later, so make sure you watch for them. 😉
Jake. Man, it went well. His dick inside me went exceptionally well. I had several epic orgasms on the level of David of Rob, and this was his first time breeding me. I had more than just two orgasms. At least 4, maybe 5. I had one just from the head of his cock rubbing my massively hard and swollen clit. It wasn’t a huge one, but it was an orgasm, and any orgasm is good enough. He was a bit surprised I came from that, but it felt good, and his dick looked so good doing it. I was on my elbows, watching the fat head of his cock mash my clit around in circles. It looked so…I don’t know…mouth-watering. All that was before he even slipped his dick inside me. When he finally did, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and shoved my tongue in his mouth. Between all that and feeling his hard dick poke around in my guts…I had my first brain-stopping forget-how-to-breathe orgasm. I literally couldn’t see it was that good. I’m getting ahead of myself here.
We started out on the back porch and talked for about an hour. It was getting a little awkward, and we could both sense it because I think we both wanted the same thing…to get things going hot and heavy. I know I did. Finally, he leaned in and kissed me, and we made out for a few minutes before his hand found my tits and my hand found his hard dick, trying to get out of his shorts. That was his cue to slip his hand into my shorts and finger me. I love a good fingering. There is nothing sexier than looking into a man's eyes while he slips his fingers into my swampy pussy. I like how he had a sly smile whenever he hit a spot in my guts that made me breathe hard. I was as wet as I have ever been. I was literally pouring girl lube out of my pussy in anticipation of his cock replacing his fingers. I slipped his shorts down just far enough to get his cock out, and I swallowed as much as I could. I worked his dick for a few minutes, and not wanting him to cum too early, I stood up and slipped my shorts off, and face fucked him with my pussy. He did a very nice job. I almost came…almost. I think next time, he will get me there. I hated covering up that extraordinarily handsome face because I wanted to look into his eyes as his dick slipped into my guts. Plus, it was hot as hell outside so inside we went. That’s when he fucked my clit with the head of his dick. He had me spread open on my back and rubbed me off with his dick, which I would love to have him do again. Then he slipped his dick in me, pumped me to an orgasm that was so good I squirted a little bit. He really like that. He stroked his dick inside me for a few minutes more, and when he was ready to cum he said he would pull out. I don’t think so. So I just tightened my legs around his waist, slipped my tongue in his mouth and pulled his dick in as deep as it would go, and felt his sperm pour into my body. We laid there with his dick inside of me and his cum swimming around in my body for five minutes, making out as his sperm drooled out around his dick. Suffice to say…I really like this guy. Afterward, he took me out and didn’t mention a word about the sex. We just talked and had a great time. He knows I'm married and asked if he had a chance with me. I told him he absolutely does. We left it at that. Then we went back to my house, and he pumped another load in me from behind but not before he fucked me to several more mind-numbing orgasms. Again…I really like Jake. I feel like we connect on more than just a sex level, but even with that…that sex is off the charts good. That’s a win-win.
I’m mowing my lawn because Jake is cumming over, hopefully, to mow my lawn, if you know what I mean, and I don’t want the house to look bad. I heard back from him while I was shopping, and I asked him if he would like to cum over and visit me…or if his dick would like to visit the inside of my body. I didn’t really say that but I was thinking it. He is such a good-looking guy and isn’t a complete douche rocket, so it’s a win-win for me and my pussy. I had to ask Scott not to come home tonight, that I would see him in the morning. I wonder what that’s like for him. Knowing I’m getting another man. That I will be spreading my legs and taking his dick deep in my guts, it has to hurt. Good…I like it that way. Hopefully, I will be taking his dick inside of me…that’s my plan anyway. I have high hopes Jake will be that guy I want to spend time with. It’s probably because he’s so hot, but who cares? I have this unstoppable desire to seriously date him. And I’ve only sucked his cock once. How's that for moving too fast? I also want to have that meaningful type of relationship to really pound the cuck into Scott in the hardest of ways. I want him to know I would rather spend my time with Jake and not him. I will always cum home to him, eventually, but I’d rather be with Jake…or someone like him. I think that would reduce Scott to such a small man that he will be the perfect cuck husband begging me to let him lick the sperm out of my asshole put there by another man. Holy shit, that sounds amazingly perfect. I can only try, and that’s what I intend to do. Let you know how it goes.
