Category: cheating wives

Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

Surely when people saw us out and about, they assumed we were just your normal upper-class couple. My husband’s six-figure salary kept me in the finest clothes and accessories. One would say I was the perfect trophy wife on the outside looking in. No one would ever assume I was keeping a huge secret from my rich husband. Although we had sex once or twice a week, he was never able to fully satisfy my desires. I knew it would never get better, so for the last 3 years of our 5-year marriage, I’ve been having sex with other men.

 

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Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

I always loved when he called me “A good girl.” Something about those words makes a tingle run down my spine. It’s the validation that only a Daddy could give his obedient slut. I crave the feeling of giving him pleasure. I loathe the sensation of his cock exploding inside me. He knows all he has to do is give the order, and I will oblige. He is turned on by my unwavering loyalty and obedience. Today was no different from any other day. He called ahead to let me know he was on his way home and instructed me to prepare myself. The huge grin I wore was evidence of what he had in store for me

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Jacob was soft‑spoken and obedient. He always provided the perfect contrast to my demanding presence and had given me everything a domme could ask for. Trust, reverence and especially, a willingness to let his world revolve around my whims.

I loved the way his eyes looked up the moment I raised my hand and the way his breath caught when my heels clicked against the cold hardwood. He knew the rhythm of my voice and the cadence of my commands. He trusted me with the parts of himself he never let anyone else see. And for a long time, that was enough. Until it wasn’t. Until I needed more.

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Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

Who doesn’t love hot chocolate? I’m talking about the finest chocolate one could have. My golden brown skin, 5’6” petite frame, legs perfect for wrapping around your waist. Not to mention the most perfect perky tits a man would want. They complement my pretty face oh so well. This hot chocolate needs some special cream to add more flavor. The kind of cream only produced from that hard, thick, veiny cock that belongs to you. Once you get a taste of my hot chocolate, the sweetest chocolate treat, your cock will harden instantly. Your fat, thick head will swell and you will want to bury every inch of yourself deep inside my warm, wet love cave.

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Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

Let me tell you about my caramel cream pie lover. He loved filling me with his load. The night we met, I could feel his eyes drinking in every inch of my hot, young, caramel-toned body. My movements were slow and deliberate as I strutted from the bar past him to an empty table near the corner of the crowded club.  The lights were dim, and the music was blaring sensual tunes that stirred the imagination.  My long-toned legs crossed as I made myself comfortable, rocking softly as the tall, handsome stranger grew nearer. His voice was low and deep as he leaned down to speak, “Is this seat taken?”
He pointed to the empty chair beside me.  I flashed a flirty smile as I extended my hand towards the chair, “It is now. Join me.” He sat and introduced himself, maintaining eye contact while giving me a brief rundown of his name, age, and dating status.  I returned my information, and he grew even more intrigued. “What is a hot, young, sexy girl like you doing single?” he chuckled in disbelief. “Maybe I have more fun this way.” I teased, twirling the tiny straw around in my half-empty drink slowly before bringing it to my lips, sucking away the liquid, giving him a show.

 

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Recently, I’ve been having this dream; maybe it’s a fantasy calling out for my attention, demanding to be fulfilled. Every night it’s the same. I’m someone’s wife, a pampered and spoiled princess who no longer has to work, who doesn’t have to do any chores or housework. No, in this fantasy, my only job is to please cock.

Not just any cock, though. My loving husband’s only one rule, and that is any cock I fuck has to be bigger than his. This is the dream of a slut wife.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, I have an issue.” She confessed during our first session that her husband’s cock was closer to the size of a clit. And she had never been sexually turned on by him. She found herself fantasizing about fucking huge hard cocks.

I told her that honesty is the best policy. It’s probably nothing he doesn’t already know. And it would probably turn him on to hear the truth. She agreed to give it a try and let me know how it goes.

Two weeks later, she reported back. There was a new pep in her step and sparkle in her eyes. She couldn’t wait to tell me about what happened. That night when he got home, she told him about our session. She said that he was immediately intrigued and even seemed excited. So she continued to tell him the truth, from their wedding night. She was so disappointed. He started to squirm as she told him. At first, she thought that it was making him extremely uncomfortable. But then she realized that it was getting him extremely hard. So she told him about fantasizing about bigger, harder cocks that last long enough to give her multiple orgasms.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Thank you so much for meeting with me Dr. Julie. I have an embarrassing issue. It’s not easy for me to talk about. I feel a lot of shame and guilt. And it’s not easy for me to admit this. But, well how can I put this? You see, my husband and I didn’t have sex before marriage. I never would have married him, had I’d known. When I saw it on our wedding night, I was horrified. Of course I had never thought of packing a magnifying glass. But I desperately needed one to find it. It was microscopic. An itty bitty, teeny weeny, tiny penis. My wet pussy dried up in an instant. I lost all sexual desire that night. I feel horrible but I’m not sexually turned on by him at all. And now my thoughts have begun to wonder. I’m reluctant to admit this Dr. Julie. But I’ve been fantasizing about huge hard cocks. I want one so badly that I’ve even been thinking about cheating on him. I don’t know what to do. That’s why I’m here. I hope you can help me.” She confessed.

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Kinky Cougar

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Do you love kinky cougar phone sex as much as I do? I hope so because when you call me, you’re going to have the best phone fuck of your life. I know that some of you have been calling me for a while, and I will never get tired of fucking you. But maybe there’s some fresh cock out there looking to try someone new. Wanting to see who else can take his fantasy to the next level. That’s why you need this new kinky cougar in your life.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

The Becketts felt horrible about how traumatized the haunted mansion had left me. So they invited me over for dinner. They wanted to talk to me and make sure that I was alright.

As I drove up to the house I started having flashbacks. I wasn’t sure that I would be able to go inside and follow through with the dinner. But I managed to suppress it. Once inside with the Becketts, I felt much more relaxed. But I will never be able to go in that room again. I might not even be able to go upstairs at all.

After dinner Mrs. Beckett told me that she had been so worried about me. She told me that when they found me, I was in shock, in a semi catatonic state, and covered in cum. There are still bits and pieces of that night that I don’t remember. She started caressing my cheek and telling me that she knows that I probably never want to be with another man after that happened. Then she assured me that she was there for me, and that she wanted to protect me and take care of me.

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