I fucked your wife... I sunk my hard, thick, 9” into her and she screamed like a banshee and wailed through every minute of it.
Maybe you haven’t noticed the changes in her lately?
Maybe you haven’t gotten how she doesn’t get up with you in the morning and make breakfast for you anymore? Instead she stays in bed most days complaining about not feeling right and asking you to make a pot of coffee for her before you go. I’ve got to tell you buddy, you can sure brew a mean pot of coffee! I’m liking it those mornings when I come over. Nothing like having a good, warm cuppa right before I lay some pipe.
I’ll bet you its escaped you how she shaves her pussy now or maybe you have noticed it on those infrequent occasions when she’s straddled your face and had you eat her out?
Notice how she’s even wetter than you can ever remember? You stupid dope, you probably thought that was because of you and your pussy eating skills, no? You thought that even though you haven’t actually had intercourse over the last two plus months, she was wound up and really excited when you were intimate even if it was only to eat her pussy?
Newsflash dimwit - that’s not just her juices you’re lapping up.
And when you do eat her, have you noticed how she begs off having sex? She just finishes you with her hand Well, you better get used to it friend because that pussy is my property now and your wimp ass won’t be getting near it anytime soon.
Your old lady was easy prey...
It didn’t take much for me to pick her up in the supermarket the day we met. We circled each other in the aisles, I made sure of that. She couldn’t help but notice me, I put a lot of hard work into how I look (unlike you) and it pays great dividends. Women like a man with broad shoulders and a trim waist. It helps too that I know how to dress to impress, you never know when a new fuck buddy will present herself.
A lingering glance the first time we crossed paths, a friendly grin the second time, by the time we were at the checkout line I had already struck up a conversation. How could I not? A little petite spinner like her, with red hair and big tits, I was already picturing how she would look riding me.
By the time we were in the parking lot and putting groceries in our cars it wasn’t a hard thing to get her to have a cup of coffee with me.
Like a lot of married women, she was flattered and saw no harm in just having coffee but, let me tell you, I could already see the wheels turning in her head. Women are more transparent than you think and it was merely a question of giving her an excuse, a way not to feel guilty, a method to tell herself it ‘just happened’ and it was beyond her control.
That first afternoon was a revelation for both of us.
I admittedly was amazed that behind such an innocent and wholesome facade lied one of the dirtiest, nastiest sluts I had ever had the pleasure of fucking (and I use the word slut as a high compliment). It was a discovery for her what it was to be well and truly fucked by someone who not only knew his way around a woman’s body but had the equipment to back up that knowledge.
Sitting there over that first cup of coffee together it was hard not to notice the way she leaned towards me conspiratorially to show off her large breasts or the way she would put her hand on my arm, laughing at some inane comment. She was ripe in every sense of the word. Fuck, I could see her nipples getting harder and more prominent the longer we talked. She didn’t blink when I moved my hand to her thigh and started rubbing it. If anything she opened her legs giving me all the invite I needed to move my hand higher and when she did grab my hand she just squeezed it but didn’t move it from her thigh at all.
An hour later she was naked no my bed, bent over and taking a pounding while I did her doggy style. I was surprised my neighbors didn’t call the police the way she was screaming.
After that she was hooked.
She spends a lot of time at the gym these days too, haven’t you seen the changes in the little body of hers? She wants to put in the time working out if only to build up her stamina for our marathons. And marathons they are, three days a week I’m at your house not a half hour after you leave. She waits for me at the door wearing some of that new lingerie you paid for with a nice cup of coffee just the way I like it.
As she passes me the cup she drops to her knees and takes my cock out of my pants to get me ready for the day ahead.
I’m astounded by the way she gobbles me down, most women have trouble taking me all the way because I’m not just long but I’m nice and thick too. I’m so thick her sweet pussy feels every slight movement when I’m fucking her. Your wife though? She doesn’t have even the slightest of problems taking it all down her throat. Once, twice and then her nose is buried in my pubes and that tongue snakes out to lather my balls while she slurps away merrily. I have a lot of respect for a women who takes to her work and enjoys it so heartily.
After I’ve given her her ‘breakfast’ and she has dined on her first load of the day, I gently coax her up and grab her around the ribcage before I toss her onto my shoulder and carry her to the bedroom. Even though she expects it, even though she knows I’m about to do it, she still squeals in both delight and surprise each time.
Unsolicited she lauds me for being a ‘real man’ and tells me she can’t imagine how she abided a wimp such as you for so long.
I toss her onto the bed and spread her open to dive down and lap up those delectable juices that pour out of her. I open her up putting one, two and then three fingers in her to get her ready for my fat cock. She is so anxious, it is no time before she is gripping my head as she writhes below me and fluid gushes out of her twat.
I make my way up her body, kissing and licking all the way before I share her juices with her in a deep kiss. Her hands are already gripping my fat shaft as she lines it up with her pussy. “Fuck me.” she whispers. “Fuck me hard, I need your cock so bad.”
It’s always the same for the first fuck of the day. I make her beg for it first before I give her her heart’s desire.
I always ask the same question...
“Why? Why do you need my cock when you are married and lie next to your husband each night?”
“Because he can’t compare?”
“In what way?” I ask drawing out this little dance further. While we are doing this she is rubbing my cock all along the folds of her pussy, getting it nice and wet with her abundant juices.
“In every way!” She screams impatient for me to push into her welcoming, drenched slit, “His cock is a tiny noodle. He’s a flabby wimp, not a man like you! I never knew how good a cock could feel, how full I could feel, how much pleasure I was missing out on until you took me that first time. Just fuck me please! I feel empty without you between my legs!”
At this point she’ll have me lined up and I’ll sink forward pushing past her outer lips and feeling her flesh yield welcoming me inside her warm moist hole. I’ll feel her shudder beneath me and her legs will move up and around locking our bodies together as I begin the assault of her body. As I feel her pussy yield and wrap around my cock making her grunt. I’ll push into her and when I find myself hilted in her pushing up against her cervix, the grunts turn into wails of pleasure and her body begins to shudder beneath me.
Wave after wave of involuntary spasms strike her as the pleasure washes over her. I can feel her getting hotter and pushing herself into me harder.
I can’t get enough of that little body, those glorious big tits with their fat, stubby nipples. I suck on them as I plow into her, biting and licking them and making her crazy from the sensation.
She stopped taking her birth control two weeks ago at my direction. She didn’t put up any fight about it either, let me tell you. I know you’ve talked with her about starting a family and you know how much she wants a few kids... thing is, they won’t be yours.
Let’s face it, you’re just not much of a specimen and she knows it. If you’re not shooting blanks then whatever it is you are producing isn’t much and certainly not anything worth propagating. You’re a drone! A worker bee and you’ll do a good job of paying the bills and serving your queen like any good worker bee should.
You’re not the first wimp I’ve come across and I’m sure you won’t be the last. I have plenty of experience with weak-willed, spineless chumps like you in the past and it always ends up the same way. You’re in over your head buddy. A woman like your wife? She’s out of your league and deep down inside you know it too.
By the time I’m done I’ll have you servicing us both and not only will you be doing it gladly but you’ll be thanking the two of us for the privilege.
I have three women in my stable right now. Three beautiful, alluring syrens who will do what I say when I say it. Variety is the spice of life and I like my life spicy indeed. These women too know the difference when all sham is ripped away and they embrace their true animal nature. We don’t make love with each other, we rut like animals and I conquer them when I shove my large chunk of flesh into their bodies and they surrender to me.
Last week her friend even got involved in the action. You know that skinny blonde from two houses down? Her friend had seen me coming and going and wanted to know what was going on. Your sweet little ginger girl tried to keep me to herself but she couldn’t help but brag to her friend about me and once she did that blonde had to see for herself if what your wife was telling her was true.
She joins us now once or twice a week and I have to admit the two of them are quite adept at wearing me out.
I have to say though watching them go at each other can instill a solid hard on that just won’t quit and if you think your wife is good in the sack you wouldn’t believe what she can do to another girl. Behind that innocent demeanor she’s is one lusty slut... oh, that’s right you wouldn’t know that because you don’t bring out that side of her.
I’d love to tell you more but you’ll be finding out everything soon enough and I’ve really got to go because your wife has finished sucking me hard and is begging me to fuck her brains out. She really wants me to knock her up and she says it’s the peak of her cycle so, duty calls!
