I pulled into his driveway in a city known for violence. His street was dark and scary looking. As I got out of the car, I saw him come out of the house and he was very tall, 6'5. He looked just like his profile on the dating site, only better in person. And he smelled soo good. We came into the house and he offered me a glass of wine and I took it happily. We chatted for a little while and I told him this was akward. So he sat next to me and had me lay on his chest. Then he moved to the sofa and layed down and told me to come here. I layed down on top of him and put my lips on his. He had perfect lips, the D'Angelo kind of lips. With one swift move, without leaving his stomach, he flipped me on the floor and was on top of me, kissing my neck. He had a jogging suit set on and I reached down to see if he had what my hubby at home was lacking. And yes, he had a long, rock hard cock and I couldnt wait for him to put it in me. He put me on the couch and took my pants off, beginning to lick me. After a few minutes I begged him to fuck me and the moment he put it inside I knew I was hooked. I felt the edge of the couch digging into my back as he pumped my pussy so I got on my knees and put my hands on the wall and he fucked me from behind. It hurt so bad but felt so good. My hubby wouldnt have lasted 30 seconds in this position, let alone get a whole inch in my hole at that angle- and this man was drilling my cervix. We moved to his bedroom after I came where he continued the assault. My moans at home would bring my old man to cum so I suffer in silence, but my screams in his bed only made his dick harder and made him fuck me longer.
I went home without a guilt on my heart, a swollen pussy, and a smile I couldnt wipe off.. and continued to come back for weeks. Months later, thes man has blown my mind in ways I could only imagine. Im a sexual beast and he leaves my legs numb where I collaps and he says in his cocky, deep voice, "Where you going?? Get that ass back up here"..knowing I just came again but he is relentless. He says "Whos pussy is this huh??" and I scream "Its your pussy baby". Over the last few months, hes ate me like dinner on top of his kitchen table, fucked me on my knees on the arms of his couch, given me the best fingering Ive ever known when I was driving,fucked my ass three times, fucked me in his mothers den, doggy-froggy-and-shit-I-didnt-know-was-p ossible-probably-because-of-hi s-huge-cock-styled me, came in my mouth atleast a dozen times, fucked my huge tits, and most recently played the rape game with me.
I walked into his house last night and he stood behind the door as I entered and walked up the stairs. When I got to his kitchen, he wrapped his hand around my face and threw me across the floor. On my belly he pushed my face into the floor and ripped my pants off. I flipped over and he took his shirt and put it on my face, pressing his hand hard over my nose and mouth. I stopped fighting and started moaning as he forced himself between my legs on the cold floor. When he moved his hand, I had red lipstick smeared all over my face and he leaned in and kissed me so softly. I guess he remembered our first online conversation where I said I was reading 50 shades of gray and I wanted to be owned and abused in the best way. He literally exceeded each one of my fantasies.
Whats best, is when we lay in bed after hours and hours of sex is how he pulls me so close and kisses me. He recently was on top of me and told me he loved me and asked me if I loved him. I do. Now we spend all day talking on the phone and sending sweet messages, looking forward to one of my twice a week "all night casino trips". He's so fine. And so intelligent. He knows when Im not saying something, he knows when I mean something else when I say something, he flatters me relentlessly and never treats me less than a queen. He used to model and now hes a personal trainer who coaches track for a big college in my state. Today I told him I cant do it anymore because Im in love with him and it cant go anywhere good from here, that I cant live being jealous because Im wondering who hes fucking, who is getting that good dick when Im home. He told me to stop it, that we're exclusive, and hes my man, Im his girl, and I made him promise to stop seeing me if he finds another. He said the only one he wants that life with is me. And I hope its true. This asshole hubby of mine treats me and the kids like shit and I dont know how much longer I can go on living with him, living without the love of my life.
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