I Cannot Stop
A few months ago, in a terrible lapse of judgement, I fucked a younger guy from work. It happened, then again, then again, then again. You get the picture. Then one time, he was fucking me at his apartment and he tells me his friend is coming over soon. He wants to fuck me too. I am bent over the couch getting fucked doggie style and I hear his car pull up. I closed my eyes, kept taking the fucking and listened to the friend walk in the door. I am naked, tits on either side of the couch arm and my panties on one ankle. I hear them talking. He walks up, spanks my ass and I hear him open a condom. Before I could get ready, he spanks my ass again and drives balls deep into me. I moaned like a wounded animal. He grabbed my hair and began to ram fuck me. He kept spanking me. Then the first guy sits on the armrest of the couch and makes me suck him. Then out of my mouth comes these words - fuck my married pussy and mouth. I was in another world. I was possessed. These boys had found my inner whore and let her out. They finally switched places. The guy takes off his condom and shoves his cock in my mouth. A minute later he filled it with his cum. The original guy did the same. This has happened at least five times.
Fast forward to yesterday. I went home with two guys from my gym. They did the same to me. I was a slut that needed to be fucked and they took it all from me. I still do not understand why my husband doesn’t desire me like these other men do.
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