Category: cheating wives

Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

Earlier today I went lingerie shopping because my son’s friend Jimmy was over and I knew by the end of the night he would wind up in my bed. I bought a gorgeous red bra and thong set and I was ready to show it off. But I’m not sure how long it would be on for, because I knew Jimmy was a tit man. I put on my new lingerie set and covered up with a black sheer robe.

While I was downstairs, I reheated some leftovers and made a pot of coffee. Jimmy was downstairs watching TV and came in the kitchen when he heard me down there. He walked behind me, his hand grazing my ass through my rob. He thought he was being sly, but I knew what was on his dirty mind. He wanted a taste of this hot MILF.

Did I mention my husband was away on travels and this housewife was oh so lonely?

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My Kink

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I can’t help that my kink happens to be cheating. You don’t choose your kinks after all, they choose you. That’s why it’s not my fault that I cheat. I literally can’t help it! It’s my kink and knowing that it’s wrong makes the orgasms even better!

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Gabrielle 1-844-33-CANDY ext 469

It was a rare occasion, but my husband was home and it had been so long since we made love. I love partying with other guys when he’s gone, but sometimes I actually do miss him. I married him after all. But I thought it might be a nice change to punish him from being away so much, so I showed him a sexy video of me fucking a man twenty years younger than me.

Let’s get this video on the road and press play. The video started with me laying down on the bed and Randall on top of me. He had body oil in his hands and started rubbing it on my body. He covered my arms, my tits, working his way down my belly, all the way to my pussy and down my legs. I looked like a beautiful golden goddess.

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Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

I loved being in charge. Being the boss gave me a sense of power like nothing before. I was the person who called all the shots. I told everyone what to do. Either they did as I said or they find another place to work. Normally, that is the way things worked at most companies. Typically, this is the way my office operated as well. That is, until this day. Today was different. I found myself working a little later than usual. I could tell most of the cubicles were empty, and 95 percent of my staff had gone for the day, except for my assistant. He usually came to offer his services one last time before heading out for the day. Today was not the same. Continue reading “Power Shift” →

Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

Most days, I’d come home from work and head right to the kitchen to fix a stiff drink to unwind after a long, hard day. Today was different as I heard my stepson yelling about his phone, followed by a loud thud. I nearly sprinted to his room to see what all the commotion was about. He sat on the edge of the bed in his flannel boxers, staring across the room at the shattered phone and its bits that scattered across the floor. “What’s going on? What happened to your phone?” I stepped inside his room, concern painted across my face. “Why is mommy’s favorite boy so angry today?” I moved to sit on the bed beside him.

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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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