I have been answering a lot of DMs with voice messages and videos just because. Why? I don’t know. I feel like doing it, and I enjoy doing it. Not all the time, especially if I'm short on time, but quite a bit. Seems to befuddle a lot of people. They wonder what the catch is…video message, no charge, what's really up? I just feel like doing it. Just like I feel like sharing my life, pics, and videos. If this were a business page that I was basing my income on, I would be just like all the rest, where I would demand you pay for everything I type, post, say, or do. But then I would have to fake and lie, and I’m not interested in that. Anyway, most of the ones I do answer with voice and video are guys I have gotten to know on here. But I do hit it with the new folks as well. So say hi, I do answer everyone. It may not be 30 seconds after you hit send, but I’ll answer you.
That feeling you get when you know your wife is spreading her legs for another man. Just some quick pics to start today off; I got much good stuff cumming your way today, so watch for it. Sometimes someone asks a question via DMs that is really pretty good. This was one of them. “What is one question that you don’t already know the answer that you would like to ask Scott about you fucking other guys?” That’s easy. I would want to get a full and truthful answer to “How does it really feel knowing I joyfully open my legs for other men and let them slip their dicks inside my body, letting them use my insides to pleasure their cocks and dump cum inside of me?” I have asked Scott that question more than a few times, but I get the generic answer of “It’s hot.” There has to be more to it than that, but I don’t really know what it is. I mean, his wife, the woman he married, is finding other men, putting their cocks in her mouth, letting them spread her legs, breeding her, and pumping her guts full of their sperm, and all he can say is, “It’s hot.” Oh, come on…it’s not humanly possible for the answer to be that simple. If I had to answer that question in reverse, as in, “How does it feel to let other men slip a hard cock into your throat, spread your legs, finger you wet, breed you, pump cum into your guts, trying to impregnate you, and then go home to your husband and tell him you love him?” The answer wouldn’t be “It’s hot.” I mean, it is hot, inferno-style hot, but it would take me several pages to answer that question as to why it’s hot for me. There are so many mental aspects that, for me, make it unavoidably sexually addictive that it would take a day to type it all out. If you had to read it all…most of you would just be like, “Fuck it, I get it; it’s hot. You like spreading your legs for other men.” The thing is, I have verbally expressed my deviant desires to Scott as to why I like it and will continue to do it, but he doesn’t return the favor, and I want him to so bad! Do you have a good question? Feel free to ask it. I will answer the ones that make me think the most.
Last night, I made my way to my favorite local bar and grill for dinner with Jake. I arrived 15 minutes early and took a seat at the bar. The welcoming bartenders and waitresses all greeted me by name and asked where Scott was; I smiled and replied that I was waiting for a friend. As Jake finally arrived and sat down next to me, I couldn't help but notice the sudden tension in the air. Everyone around us seemed surprised, almost shocked, to see me sitting with another man. Little did they know that this man was the one filling me with his seed on a near-daily basis. I’m sure they assumed he was just an extramarital affair. And in some ways, they were right. I confirmed it for them when I gave Jake a deep kiss hello. If they saw the state of my pussy at that moment, the wetness would have confirmed it as well. It only got wetter as the night went on. I wore one of Jake's sexy dresses, no bra, no panties, and after about 5 minutes of sitting at the bar talking, Jake's fingers found their way to my knee. Then my thigh, then between my legs, and then rubbed the edges of my pussy and circled my clit. I know he could feel me dripping because I could feel it running down my thighs. He never slipped his fingers into me; I guess it was his way of edging me. It worked. I was aroused to the point of making some seriously bad public behavior decisions. By the time we left, not only did I know, but the restaurant staff knew that Jake would be putting his dick inside me before the night was over. And he did. We went straight to his place, and he slipped his dick in my ass and creamed my colon in under a minute. He has never popped off that fast, so I was surprised. I didn’t get a chance to cum. Jake goes soft and loses interest pretty fast after he empties his testicles, and there is no chance of him continuing on once he does. He acted like it was perfectly normal, no problems, nothing to see here. Except there was…I didn’t cum. And to make things worse, I didn’t have a vibrator, and I need a vibrator to cum once there has been a dick inside of me. I can finger myself off from start to finish when I’m alone with no dick. Once a dick has rearranged my insides and pulled out…only a vibrator will get the job done if I’m going solo after that. I mentioned this to him, but he said, don’t worry, give him another 20 minutes, and he will be ready to go. And, to his credit, he was. His dick hardened up, slipped into my pussy, and proceeded to fuck me until I had an orgasm so good it triggered the gates on my sphincter, and his cum poured out of my asshole from the previous fuck. It felt amazing as my ass just opened up and turned on the cum faucet. There is no denying that Jake is superior to all other men I know when it cums to breeding me. Simply the best. And in that moment, I wanted Jake more than anything else in my life. And then we talked for a few hours about what was going on in the world and everything else. Then I got the urge to suck Jakes's cock, so while he sat on the couch holding my head, I spent 10 minutes coaxing a third load of cum out of his dick. Believe it or not, I found that to be the best part of my night. I just had this mental picture of myself, a married woman, in a man's apartment, on her knees, his cock in her throat, willingly and gratefully drinking his sperm. As hot as Jake is, as wonderful as his cock moves around inside of me, as fun as Jake is to be around…I just had this urge to go home and share my evening with him in my own special way. So, instead of staying the night at Jake’s, I went home. When I opened the door, the first words out of Scott’s mouth were, “Are you okay? Did something go wrong?” Not where were you, what were you doing, who were you doing it with. He just wanted to know that I was okay. I assured him I was and told him about the evening's events and that I wanted to share the details with him. I’m sure Scott didn’t believe me, but that is really all I wanted to do. Share my night with him., Unfortunately for him, my sharing my night included him licking my asshole clean and then jerking off in front of me while I masturbated, and I came when he pumped a load on my stomach and then ate it as he was told to do. This is what I want. These kind of nights. I am going to spend more time with Scott. Not for mushy, sappy reasons but because not only does it turn me on to see him immediately afterward with sperm still drooling out of my holes, I like hanging out with him. More so than anyone else. Doesn’t mean he’s the one I want to fuck, but I will probably do more of that as well. So, sadly for some of you, I will have more sex with him. Not a ton, but more. Let's not kid ourselves here…there is no way I’m giving up Jake or my dates with him. Jake is too good to pass up. I would be kidding myself if I thought I could. I have to quit kidding myself, thinking I can replace Scott with Jake. With all of that said…here cums little Ms hypocritical…I wish Jake would ask me to go away for a weekend. That makes my pussy melt thinking about it. I should drop hints.
Jake made me squirt girl jizz mixed with some leftover sperm from Rob. For Jake's sake, we will leave the Rob part out of the equation. He doesn’t need to know that. Unless he’s reading these, then he pretty much knows everything. He knows a lot of what and who I do so it wouldn’t be such a shock. Anyway, I was using a vibrator, and he was fingering me, and before I knew it…I was pumping out some well-mixed girl squirt with Rob’s jizz along with it. Yes, I had Rob’s magical cock in my pussy a few short hours before Jake took his turn in it. And yes, Rob bred me properly and left a huge load of himself in my pussy, which is exactly where I wanted him to cum. Fucking Rob was explosive. His huge cock, as usual, left me wet and fucked stupid, and I couldn't help but worship him for it. Rob’s cock towers over Jake's modest size in comparison, and once Jake entered me, the touch of his cock inside me barely registered. Still, I came twice with Jake to Rob’s one, and the orgasms with Jake were heaven. Not that Rob didn’t make my toes curl…he did, but Jake makes me cum on another level. Goes to show you…size though visually appealing, has about zero to do with who is going to be better at fucking me stupid.
Back to Rob. I did some edging with Rob yesterday. I’m going to tell you about the edging because the one thing that I had the most fun with yesterday was edging Rob. It really was a sexually fantastic time. I made Rob fuck me first because I knew he was going to want me to edge him. Since the first time I edged him, he was hooked. It’s all he wants to do now. He’d rather get edged than destroy my pussy with his cock. And I get it. There are times when I’d rather a guy jerk my clit off than have his dick in me. Which is why I keep Scott as my cuckold. He’s the perfect little cuckold pet. His dick is useless to me, so when I'm not in the mood for a real dick inside of me, I have Scott satisfy me with his mouth and hands instead. It's my little twisted game, and as far as I can tell…we both love every minute of it. Anyway, Rob has fucked many chicks, which surprises me that I’m the first one to edge him. It seems like such a fun and nice thing to do for a man that it boggles my mind that chicks don’t do it on the regular. I worked his dick painfully slow for about an hour. Oddly enough, Rob was tired of it after about half an hour and begged to cum. He complained that I was taking too long and that he wanted to cum. Again, Too bad. First, I was enjoying working his dick for him, and second, If I’m edging you or doing anything else to your dick, you are on my schedule. You are done when I say you're done, and I wasn’t done. It was too much fun to watch the huge head of his dick turn bright purple and then leave it twitching until it returned to its tannish pink color. It was even more fun to listen to him complain about how his dick hurt from being hard to long. When I decided I wanted to see him pump jizz from the little cum slit on his dick, I made him work for it. I lightly stroked my fingertips against the ridge of his cock head to the point it grew even more swollen and angry purplish in its painfully aroused condition. It was amazing to see a penis as big and strong as Rob's wriggle around in agony, wanting to cum. The power I have over him through his dick is pure bliss. So, instead of stopping when I thought he was going to pop, I lightly tapped the head with one finger about every two seconds. When his cock started jerking around, I stopped altogether and watched it seize up and jerk around for about ten seconds, waiting for it to pump sperm. And when it did, he went full tard as his cock poured thick, chunky jizz onto his stomach. It was a good 20-second orgasm. I was jealous of him for having such a good one. When I say he went full tard…I mean it. He made the dumbest faces and the most ridiculous noises ever, and when he finally finished, the dummy told me he loved me. I love it when guys do that. Not because he loves me, which he doesn’t, but because I turned him stupid via his dick to the point he thinks he does. There is something about short-circuiting a man's brain through his dick that makes my pussy melt. I wasn’t quite done, though. I told him I would eat his sperm off of his belly if he would taste his own cum. He said no. So I got him a rag to clean up with. He changed his mind and said he would sample his own jizz if I would eat his nut. So I scooped up a hefty chunk of his jizz and fed it to him. He didn’t even flinch. So I scooped up another chunk and then another, and then I had to stop because he would have eaten his whole load, the kinky fucker. I wanted some for myself, so I slurped up the cum that was left on his stomach and then sucked the remaining post-cum jizz out of his dick. He got dressed, patted me on the head, and said it was an amazing time and that he’d get ahold of me next week. I do love a no strings attached fuck buddy, and he’s the absolute perfect one
Sometimes I just see a guy in a store, and we lock eyes, and it makes me want to fuck. That shocks guys. Quick note: I can tell this blog is going long, so quit now or be ready to read. Anyway, guys are bewildered by my unapologetic sexuality, and I have no idea why. Especially since the same thing happens to them with women. Guys have a dick, and I have a clit….they both do the same thing…get hard, beg to get their heads rubbed, and want to be fucked. I used to blame the testosterone for my insatiable pussy cravings, but even without it, I'm still aching for a hard dick in my guts pretty much every damn day. It’s been like this since I started high school, and I know my pussy wreaked havoc on cocks and egos back then. Guys were terrified of me in those days. Mostly because they pumped cum in ten seconds or less just by being touched. One guy cried after his testicles unexpectedly pumped cum out of his dick before I could even get it out of his pants. But I earned my reputation one cock at a time, and all the people who did their best to shame me…well, that didn’t work out so well for them. Especially if you look at them now. For the most part, I would say I ended up on top. Drugs, alcohol, and fast food got the majority of them. Shitty relationships and jobs got the rest. I moved through life, emptying testicles and having orgasms. No drugs, drinking, or bad habits are or were ever required. I wouldn’t change a thing about it.
Rob is seeing me today. He’s coming to the house on his lunch break, which always turns into an extended afternoon. Good thing he’s the boss, or I’d only have a few minutes of his dick making soup out of my insides. I’ll let you know how that goes. Jake doesn’t know Rob is going to pump cum in me today…he will most likely wonder why his dick feels so small when he slips it into me later on tonight. I’ll tell him if he asks. Jakes's dick is quite a bit smaller and thinner than Rob's, so he will notice I’m sporting the advanced user pussy that Rob will leave behind for him. Still, even with the smaller dick…the sex with Jake really is that much better than everyone else. He just has a way of using it to make my insides melt. But I can’t pass up Rob’s penis. It is beautiful, and I can’t wait to hold it in my hands this afternoon.
Dry day yesterday. No dicks slipped inside any of my holes. I guess that’s okay. My pussy and ass have been ingesting massive amounts of sperm lately. Both holes seem to suck up every drop of jizz like it’s the last drink of cum they will ever get. So much so that If I could get impregnated, and I wish I could because that turns me on to the point of insanity, I would have a whole army of mini-me's brewing inside me by now. Being married and having another man's kid in my guts…sexually intoxicating. I’d tell you that it’s just a fantasy, but I know it all too well and have always wished to expand on that…again…and again. I know, weird, but I'm an unapologetic lover of all things kinky, so no point in thinking I’ll change. Still, and I have always known this, Infidelity has always been my starting point for sexual fantasies. Still is, always will be. No point in trying to steer it another way when it’s working so well for me.
Went to bed with Jake still dripping out of my butt. That was much nicer than it sounds. Just saying. Had one of those unbelievable anal orgasms. My brain turned off, drool hanging out of my mouth, unable to speak for a few minutes. That kind of anal orgasm. I can never get the cum out of my colon. It just sticks in there like glue, and truthfully, once you get used to feeling sperm in your guts…you want as much of it as you can get.
I should have led with I wrote this last night and never posted it. Now you know.
Jake laughed at me when I came tonight. I found that to be a bit…I don’t know… embarrassing. I like to do missionary with Jake. I like to kiss him and wrap my arms and legs around him when his dick is in me. So, we are looking at each other when we cum. But…I don’t laugh at him when he sounds like a retarded dog when he orgasms…and he does. For all his super cool persona, when he cums, it sounds like I’m beating a mentally handicapped dog. I find it sexy, actually, that my body can do that to his brain. Still, I can’t help it that his dick makes me twitch and make stupid faces. He should be happy I do. Am I upset? No, I’m not. I think it’s because I want him to like me so much that I don’t want to look silly in front of him. But…when I cum…I cum hard and I do a lot of silly things and make a lot of silly noises. That isn’t going to change. Doesn’t really matter. He went home tonight, but on his way out, he turned around and kissed me and said he loved me and he hoped I felt the same way about him. I told him it was a little soon for me, but I think that I do, and I’m really feeling him in the best of ways, which is very true. Jake may be the one. He won’t be my husband, but he might be the one to take my husband's place permanently, which sounds perfectly amazing to me. I will tell Scott this very thing when he gets home tonight. See how he takes it. Either way, he will be sleeping in a bed with Jake's sperm splattered here and there.
Had a great self-pleasuring session with Scott today. I admit it. My body pretty much collapsed and shut down with the intensity of my orgasm. Seeing Scott’s hand going faster and faster until his jizz poured out of the head of his dick while he made a crazy amount of moans and gasps fired my pussy up into overdrive. He then took his cum slick fingers and licked them clean, getting every drop of his own nut. Watching him do that gives me this wild mix of sensations... I can't help but feel a crazy mix of arousal and disgust, but it only adds fuel that makes my clit massive and hard as a rock. I’ll never get tired of it. Probably because I know he only does it in hopes to please me. Honestly, who cares why I like it so much…I just know I do, and if it keeps giving me orgasms like it did today…then, I’m all in.
I was vicious today. I confessed to him how I willingly spread my legs for Jake at his every whim. How the woman he calls his wife has surrendered not only her body but her heart to a superior man. Jake reigns as king in Scott’s own home, using his wife’s throat as a drain for his cum every morning while Scott wanders around, banned from his own home. And when it was time for Jake to leave, I bid him farewell with passionate kisses. In contrast, I dismiss Scott with contempt and order him to leave before Jake arrives to try his best to pump a baby in my guts in Scott’s own bed. It’s almost disconcerting how much I enjoy emasculating Scott. He drives me on because no matter how evil I become, his cock will harden into granite. The pure sexual and emotional power I have over him leaves me feeling invigorated, knowing that I can make his body respond to me in the most primal and submissive way possible. To make things even more kinky, weird, and hot as fuck…It’s still fascinating how my perception of Scott has transformed in the past year. Despite his supposed 7 inches of manhood, when I lay eyes on it, all I see is a feeble and inadequate appendage. Despite his physical size, I can't help but feel like I have reduced him to a pathetic little thing of a man. Whenever he opens his mouth, all I hear is a feeble, nasally whine. It's almost comical how small and powerless he seems in my presence. Maybe I’m nuts, maybe I’m not…but does it matter? I have no control over the fact that it turns my clit into a rock-hard mini cock when I think about how I have successfully reduced him to a pathetic, neutered excuse for a man. It's what fuels my sex drive, and lately, my desire for cock is off the charts.
I had sperm leaking out of my asshole onto my sheets and was laughing about it with Jake, the same guy who put the jizz in my guts in the first place when my husband called and asked if he was allowed to cum back home last night. I looked at Jake, and he said he wanted to stay the night, so Scott slept somewhere else…again last night. I’ll masturbate thinking about that later today for sure.
For the first time ever, Jake woke me up by rubbing the head of his cock on my lips. That made me laugh. He has figured out that one of my great pleasures in life is taking his cock in my mouth in the morning before he wakes up. This morning Jake served me cock breakfast in bed. His first ejaculation of the day is always so thick and chunky. I love the way it feels when his nut is pushed out of the tip of his cock into my mouth. I can feel the thick chunky globs of cum on my tongue. I like to swirl them around and dissolve them a little bit before swallowing it. It just has the robust taste that sperm has. It’s an acquired taste for sure, but once one acquires it…it’s pure heaven. It leaves that cum aftertaste for most of the day afterward, and that keeps me fired up. I often wonder when I’m talking to people if they can smell the jizz on my breath. I always hope they do. Anyway, Jake poured his cum into my mouth, feeding me properly for the day. We hung out in bed, talked about life in general, and made plans for tomorrow and this weekend. He asked me if I would ever consider moving into his place full-time or have him move in. I told him I would think about it. But I doubt it. I like my alone time, and that’s hard to do with swinging cocks all around you. Today, I want to fly solo and rub one out on my own while playing a mental porn movie of all the hot shit we did last night and today. Jake is still hesitant about me doing that. He thinks it is because he’s not satisfying me. He is. More than anyone else has to date, and that’s saying something. I like masturbating all by my lonesome once in a while. I can edge my pussy to perfection, and the orgasms last so long it almost seems dangerous. He asked if he could watch, and I said no. When I rub one out, unless it’s with Scott, I just want alone time with my pussy and clit. I like Scott to watch because it seems so cruel to make him watch me masturbate while I tell him about how I spread my legs so wide for other men, and he gets nothing. Talk about a mind-blowing cum…those rubout sessions with Scott are always some of the best.
Left a little jizz in the pool. It didn't stay inside me when Jake pulled out. Thats what chlorine is for...just saying.
One complaint about Jake. His dick has had a strange flavor, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Then it hit me - it tasted like soap! And after further inquiry, not just any soap, but some miracle body wash that supposedly lasts for days. Jake was surprised about this issue, thinking his soapy aroma was a turn-on. But after explaining that I wanted to taste dick, not dish detergent, he got it. He even searched online for tasteless soap, but I reassured him that regular old bar soap would do the trick. As long as his beautiful dick and perfect balls stop tasting like Palmolive, we're good to go. And let's be real. His scented body can still take advantage of that never-ending soap supply. Just keep it away from the nether regions, please.
The second cum dump was on my tits. Nice thick, stringy ropes that just begged to be licked clean.
It was pretty good for a second cum shot. Some of you have balls that start dry heaving after the first cum. Some of you, like Connor, can pump a gallon every damn time. Jake didn't do bad for his second cum shot. I'm weirding him out now that he's part of the Brookes World of Porn. But he's got that look in his eye now...the look that says, "Now that I'm in...I don't want to leave!" I hope he never does. I mentioned I would love to have Scott lick his sperm off my tits, and I could see the concern in his eyes. He said that sounded awful but now that I said it...he needed to see it. So...maybe next time, I'll get a video of Scott trying to chow down some of Jake's testicle snot. I'd prefer it to be cumming out of my asshole, but the tits would give a better view of the total humiliating domination I am imposing on Scott as Jake's sperm drips from his nose. Fuck, that sounds awful...for Scott, but man, does it make my clit stand up, and take notice! It's an amazing time to be alive...just saying!
Sucking the sperm out of Jakes balls with my pussy.
Keeping you up to date with Jake. Jake tells me today that he knows about my porn and all of that. Said he knew who I was from watching Brazzers. He says he didn’t want to say anything, so I didn’t think he just wanted to get with a porn chick for a quick fuck. All is good on my end. Now, he knows much more than he did yesterday and says he’s all good with it. He also wants to help me do my pics and videos, so today was his training day and first sperm drip debut. Here’s a video of me sucking the sperm out of his balls with my pussy. Enjoy
Good morning everyone. What have we got going today? I am spending it with Jake and looking forward to that. Yes, I basically cheated on Jake, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be his girl. I really do. It’s simply a problem that my pussy leads me to spread my legs for other guys because she wants to be everyone’s cum dump as well. What say we keep that little fact amongst ourselves? No matter how you try to convince me, affairs are so much better than just sticking a no strings attached dick in yourself for a cum. I have done both…and for me, an affair gives me an emotional and physical orgasm that is vastly more powerful than just a quick make me cum fuck with someone I have zero feelings for. Jake’s cock has pumped my holes so expertly and has made me cum so intensely that alone has intensified my feelings for him making him more than just a lover now. He is my addiction, my obsession. So, if you're on board with your wife sleeping with other men, be prepared for her to have a full-blown emotional affair, too. It's like skipping straight to the good stuff without all the awkwardness and fumbling around. Will she end up leaving you? Who knows. But that uncertainty only adds to the excitement for guys who love watching their wives ride new cock. Or at least I think it does. I could be wrong. It doesn't matter because the thrill of enslaving Scott in a constant state of cuckold angst is what truly excites me. Having him watch me fall in love with another man, knowing he can never have me completely again, feeds my admittedly twisted desires. The endless possibilities for domination and manipulation send me into a dark, dangerous frenzy that I can’t stay away from. Then again, I may be a sex addict. Which, if you ask me is a divine blessing. With all that word salad I ended up spitting out above…I’m not saying I wouldn’t slip a dick in my guts on the spot with a hot stud I just met for the thrill of it. I’m just saying the orgasms are so much more intense with someone like Jake, who I have grown to adore. Then again, I put Rob’s cock in my holes the other day, so it’s kind of an oxymoron. Oh..who cares, life is good!
Not every husband has a wife that will do this to him. I decided it was time to make Scott feel inadequate yesterday. I have spent so much time with Jake that I need to remind Scott he is not the only man on my mind. Not that he could satisfy me in any way, but a little trip down the beach in the golf cart with him as my chauffeur sounded like a delightful display of his inferiority. And what was our delightful view at the beach? Plenty of girls donning bikinis, though most seemed to have fully embraced the "dad bod but for women" trend. It's hardly a convention for the aesthetically pleasing. Such is life these days. But there he was, all alone, jogging down the beach. Some guy with a big old beard, not something I usually like, but it worked on him, and a fit man's physique that made my clit stand up and take notice. I didn’t even think twice. I told Scott to go to the next exit, get out, and walk home. He wanted to know why, so I told him I wanted to see about striking up a conversation with the guy I was checking out. Having Scott there certainly wasn’t going to up my chances. So, he got out of the cart, and I immediately returned, found him standing in the water, and parked the cart. I’m not shy. I got out, walked up to him, and started talking to him. He recognized me from the first time I passed him and asked where the guy was. I told him he was just a friend from the area and dropped him off. So, here I am, cheating on my husband with Jake, who I have intense feelings for, and cheating on Jake with Rob, who I have only sexual feelings for, talking with a guy I never met before, wondering how his dick is going to taste. We talked briefly, and I just asked him if he would like to go out later tonight. I’m supposed to go with Jake, but I figure I can get out of that if I have to. I didn’t have my phone so he handed me his phone and I put my number in it. I haven’t heard from him yet, but my pussy is drenched in anticipation. If not…Jake will be more than enough to satisfy me tonight, so it’s a win-win either way.
I had a blast with Rob, just like the last time we were together, nearly a month ago. He is still his same outspoken, brash, and full-of-crap self, but I wouldn't have him any other way. And his body, oh my...it's like a work of art. Every muscle is perfectly defined, and his dick...well, let's say it's a masterpiece. I couldn't believe it when he mentioned he was turning 38 tomorrow. It feels like just yesterday that he was in his early 30s. But age doesn't seem to affect his sexual prowess at all. He made my insides into a delicious cum soup of pleasure with his skilled movements. I'm glad I took a break from Jake to be with Rob. It was a completely different experience but one that I thoroughly enjoyed. Although my heart and pussy still belongs to Jake, my body couldn't resist the temptation of Rob's thick, long member. The way he penetrated my asshole from behind sent shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. His size stretched me in ways I didn't think possible, but it only added to the intensity of my orgasm. But as much as Rob pleases me anally, Jake still reigns supreme in that department. There's something about the way he plows into my guts with his perfectly timed thrusts that makes me moan uncontrollably. His smaller but equally talented cock knows exactly how to hit all the right spots and make me reach heights of cum ecstasy. The takeaway from today is the obvious cock size difference. Rob is huge. Jake is above average. But even though Rob may have the bigger and thicker dick, it's Jake who truly knows how to make me cum harder than ever before. But there's no denying that Rob's impressive cock size makes for some amazing anal play, and I can't resist indulging in it every now and then. On a side note, Rob fucked me missionary the second time around, and we came at the exact same time…it was hot as fuck, and I now have 2 well-sperm-greased holes!
I never expected to wake up with a man's cock still inside my asshole, but there it was, stretching my insides and leaving a sticky trail of dried sperm across my ass cheeks. I remember him pumping his nut into my guts and kissing the back of my neck while I had the most intense orgasm of my life. Then I woke up, the head of dick held tightly in my asshole and the dried sperm on my ass cheeks letting me know it wasn’t just a dream. I stroked Jake awake and then tasted his cock, still tasting of his own cum and my ass. It only took a few minutes of working the head of his dick with my lips before he finished in my mouth. He told me not to swallow it if I didn’t want to. He must be insane. I swallowed it as his testicles convulsed and pumped their jizz into my mouth. I never hold cum. I drink it as it arrives. By the time my lips leave the tip of your cock, your sperm has been removed, including the post-drip jizz. I am a firm believer in sucking a guy soft. I kissed him on the lips and thanked him for the life-altering orgasm from the night before. That’s when Jake dropped the bomb and, point blank, told me he loved me. I told Jake he was just messed up in the head from the orgasm he just had. He said no, he truly loves me. He asked me if I felt the same and I said yes, I do. Which is not only truthful but sexually hot as fuck. I’m in love with another man other than my husband. It sets my pussy on full soak mode thinking about it. Here comes the part you are going to shake your head at. After I admitted truthfully I was in love with him, I lied to him so I could get my pussy filled with cock from another man. That man is Rob, and I can't give Rob up. His 9-inch cock and sculpted body have become an addiction that I cannot shake. So, instead, I lied to Jake and will be sneaking around his back, indulging in my physical and emotional affairs simultaneously. I suppose I could tell Jake about Rob and the others, but it is my guess he is not the kind of guy who would be okay with that. Look, it's a twisted cycle of lust and deceit that, in a cruel twist of fate, only brings me untold pleasure and satisfaction, even though deep down, I know it's wrong. But try as I might, I can't resist the thrill and danger of living this life, constantly chasing after new highs and risking everything for the next socially and morally forbidden encounter with Rob or Scott or whoever else catches my wandering eye. My pussy throbs at the mere thought of it all - the adrenaline rush of infidelity mingled with the raw ecstasy of wild, uninhibited sex. And even though I may be spiraling out of control, consumed by guilt and yearning for something real, for now, this is my reality. And I embrace it wholeheartedly, no matter how twisted and taboo it may be.
Quick update. It’s that time when everyone has somewhat wandered off. Scott is still cleaning up. Jake is in his bed, naked, waiting for me to cum to him. Scott will leave once he’s done cleaning. Jake will stay the rest of the night, taking me as his own. It was an amazing day all the way around. I held Jakes's cock in my mouth with only one wall separating Scott's parents and all their friends. They had no idea their daughter-in-law was teasing the release of sperm out of Jake’s testicles in the room beside them. As Jake's seed filled my mouth, I inadvertently let a few drops spill onto the cold tile. Ignoring it, I returned to the group, pulled Scott aside, and nonchalantly asked Scott to clean up the mess on the floor. He questioned what he needed to clean, and with a wicked grin, I informed him that a little of Jake was on the floor. His cum went from his balls into my mouth, and now it's on the floor, and you need to clean him up, or I’ll ask your father to do it. And I would have. With his family around, he gave me an obedient nod, and I followed him into the bedroom and then watched Scott get down on his hands and knees and wipe Jake's sperm off the floor. He looked completely shocked and flustered, but I also could see the arousal in his eyes. I have no idea how he can get turned on watching me get closer and closer to Jake but he does. What an amazing cuck husband Scott is. I’ll let you know how it goes. Side note: I was supposed to put this up last night, but I got rushed and forgot to hit the send button.
Sometimes you guys get a little out of hand when it cums to emptying your balls. David wanted to stop by and get a quick jizz release which I’m normally fine with. I enjoy making a man cum as much as I enjoy getting fucked. It’s never a chore, always a pleasure. Especially with a cock like David’s. But…sometimes, I have things going on, and it’s not something I can work on. I have a party tomorrow, and I have to prepare for it. As much as I’d love to suck down a load of sperm fresh from David’s balls, I can’t do it. I have people coming and going and lots to do. David got all snotty about it. Said I didn’t appreciate him anymore. Got all childish about it. Funny how one bad moment can alter a person's perception and standing in another person's eyes. I really feel like I might have seen a side of David I didn’t know was there. The last thing he said to me before hanging up was, “I guess I should go and fuck myself,” and then he disconnected. Now…I feel like he should get used to “fucking himself” because I really have no more interest in being around him. Will I miss his magically large penis? Absolutely, I will. But I won't miss being around a guy who throws a temper tantrum because I won’t blow him upon command. I’d probably be more sympathetic if I hadn’t drank about a quart of David’s sperm over the last week or so. It’s been almost daily, and I absolutely love worshiping his cock and coaxing the cum out of it. So, to get that reaction because I’m a bit too busy to stop and empty his cock for him at the very second he demands it…very disappointing indeed. I’d switch off to Rob immediately if Rob didn’t have a wife, a 9 to 5, and was willing to show up and help me with my phone and camera. So it’s back to Scott. He’s so vastly better at it than David, but I just fell in love with David's dick, so I’m just making a step up in content quality and a huge step down in dick enjoyment. You will probably notice a completely different style of pics and videos but now you know why. Will I see David again? I don’t know. Most likely but it all depends on him. At the very least, I will be taking a break from him for a while. Makes me sad, I admit it, but not that sad…not when I have Jake!
I made plans last month to entertain Scott’s family, his parents, and others for the 4th. I can’t cancel. I want to, but I can’t. Jake has asked me to spend it with him, and the urge to abandon everything and go is almost irresistible. So, the next best thing is that Jake has been invited to join us. He agreed, and this thought that Scott's father would unwittingly shake hands with the man who has emasculated his son, turning him into a pathetic sissy who eagerly slurps up the cum residue from my holes after Jake’s had his way. The mere thought of it makes me dripping wet. I sit here smiling as I type this, which is weird, but I can't help but imagine Jake’s cock stretching my asshole to its limits. I can almost feel his testicles emptying themselves into my colon, filling me with a feeling of cruel perversion. I don’t know why I revel in the taboo desire of being anally penetrated in such a gathering, but I do, and I am becoming obsessed with it the closer we get to it. I can picture myself at the table with a satisfied smirk, feeling Jake's sperm slowly dripping out of my destroyed asshole. The mere thought of spreading my cheeks for Jake's cock while his family is just a few walls away is literally making my heart race. The risk, the thrill, and knowing that we could be caught at any moment only adds to the incredible turn-on. And when Jake finishes inside me, I will put a finger in my cummy asshole and offer it to Scott, watching as he licks it clean. The taste will make him fully aware of where Jake's dick has been. It's a twisted game of pleasure and danger that hopefully drives the three of us wild. But, even if it’s just me that gets off on it, that is more than enough for me. Think about it. A man I'm deeply entangled with, physically and emotionally, is casually chatting with my husband and his family. It will be like a forbidden thrill that only the three of us will be aware of. And…as you might have guessed, now that I have told you all of this, my pussy is pouring girl cum, and my clit is rock hard and huge, begging me to get it off. I really need to quit sharing all of this. Thinking about this makes it hard to get through the day! I don’t know if I can save myself until tomorrow for Jake. I want to, but it’s not looking good. I’m just saying.
First things first. Jake’s penis did not find its way into my body yesterday. First time in a while now. I’ll get to him later today. Moving on. Finally, a well-mannered nice guy in his 20s came up to me in Publix and didn’t tell me how badly he wanted me to suck his dick to kick off the conversation. Which has the opposite effect of making me want to suck the ball snot right out of the head of his cock. I didn’t, but I wanted to just because he was so nice. Do I like guys in their 20’s? As in, do I want to slip a 27-year-old dick into my asshole and let him give me a sperm anal cleansing? Absolutely, I do. Think about this…this guy yesterday was 27 years old. On the day he was born, I was 30 years old and quite possibly having my pussy pumped and filled with sperm. While he was coming out of a pussy, some guy was cumming in my pussy. You may not find that exciting, but for me, knowing I’m opening my legs to be bred by a guy who wasn’t even born before I turned 30…well…it has a way of making my pussy all hot and bothered. If you haven’t figured it out by now, my sex game is 90 percent mental, which makes the remaining 10 percent physically amplified a thousand times. I think the mental sex game opens up a whole new world and makes me more willing to try and accept new things. I’m sure it’s how I got to be the ultimate cuck queen I have become.
There’s a trend for OF chicks and porn chicks not to show nudity on Twitter/X anymore. Stupid. That’s all I can say about that. No self-awareness. There are millions of chicks across all the platforms…they all are pretty much the exact same product, most no better or worse than the other ones. If I’m not seeing your pussy spread wide…I’ll look at your pretty face, just like the other 20 million pretty faces, and move on. They, like myself, are a dime a dozen. I recognize that, so I only post pics, videos, and recaps of what I like. Sadly for you guys, you are stuck with my blogs and whatever photos or videos I feel like making that day. I only do what turns me on. Hopefully, you like it, but I’m not going to pretend I’m into something I’m not. This annoys the shit out of people when they want me to make a custom video, and I tell them no because it doesn’t sound like something I can get off on when I make it. A hundred dollars is not worth ruining days worth of sex, and that’s what happens when somebody has a “put a hairbrush in your pussy” fetish. I’m sure it’s the cat’s pajamas for his dick, but it’s a zero hero for my pussy. Maybe it’s because I’m older, and I don’t want to miss a possible orgasm, but I’m really set in my ways now. I either get to cum, or I don’t do it. Again, there are a billion other chicks who will play along with whatever it is you want them to, and more power to them…I just am not one of them. Besides, I am the world’s worst actress anyway. I tend to look like Joe Biden trying to read a script.
These are just some thoughts in my downtime. I noticed how much heavier David’s dick is than Jakes when I was holding it this morning. It’s a solid 4 inches longer, but it’s probably twice as fat, and Jakes's dick isn’t skinny. David’s dick feels good in my hand. It has that heavy but satisfying weight. I love to trace the veins and ridges on his impossibly large cock. I can feel the strength and hardness of his fat dick just by giving it a little squeeze. It’s like holding a weapon…it feels right in my hand. I admit that I wanted to feel it making a mess in my guts but I am feeling kind of a loyalty to Jake. The sex with Jake is better than with David or anyone else at this point and time. Jake is just good at sex. That’s what it cums down to. He can just out “sex” all the others. Jake has rendered Scott into a tiny and vastly inadequate man, and I revel in that mental domination over my husband. David though…I do love touching his cock. It’s just so…gigantic. So much so that I can’t help but want to touch it, hold it, kiss it, and tease the sperm out of it. Every time I cum face to face with Davids's dick, I feel like I should be giving thanks to the God of cock for providing me with such a wonder. Just watching it jerk and spasm when it pumps sperm out of the head is mesmerizing. But David is David. He’s single, always has been, is stuck in his ways, and once he empties himself into me one way or another, he wants to eat and watch TV. Not my style. Jake, however,…he’s the man. He keeps moving, 24/7. Wears a girl out in more ways than one, but always in a great way. Whereas David is just happy to hold the camera, get his dick sucked and jerked, feed me sperm, and then hit the video games before he goes to work at 1 pm. Don’t get me wrong; I am grateful that he allows me the pleasure of pleasuring his dick and feeding me its cum. It’s been basically 15 minutes of pure joy for most days over the last 2 weeks. Just making his dick pump cum is like a triple-shot energy drink for me. It just makes my day so much better. But…David will never be my man, and a part of me fears the day when I may have to say goodbye to that delicious dick that brings me so much joy. I think way too much. I really do. But I like it!
I wrote this last night but ended up with a cock in my asshole before I could send it. Anyway, here you go…belatedly. Just checking in. Just finished some nude swimming in the pool. I swallowed some sperm underwater…that was interesting flavor, cum and chlorine. It’s just me and Jake. Jake asked where Scott was. I told him I made Scott leave and didn’t know where he went, but I don’t care as long as it’s not here. Jake just smiled…he knows he has taken Scott’s rightful spot by my side from him. I couldn't help but fantasize about the day when he would command me to leave Scott for good. The mere thought sends shivers down my spine and makes my clit throb. Jake is in the shower right now, and what I really need is Jake's hot load deep inside me, filling my insides as I have the most intense anal climax. Let's hope that happens; I’ll get with you in the morning!
As a side note, Jake did give me that anal orgasm I was so desperately wanting. It lasted forever! I am sure I looked like a complete tard, but that’s just a side effect of a really good cum…, so be proud of yourself if you fuck your girl brain-dead and unaware. It’s fun to be turned into a cum zombie, just saying.
I stumbled through the front door a few hours ago, my body aching and throbbing from the intense pleasure I experienced at Jake's house. My pussy feels raw and battered, my asshole stretched to its limit, and my stomach heavy from the gallons of cum I consumed. But despite the physical exhaustion, my mind is still reeling from the wild and depraved acts I just engaged in. I couldn't resist staying with him for two days. Even though things at home were shifting, I couldn't pass up a weekend with Jake. He has me hooked in the most primal and sensual way possible. When I'm with him, my husband doesn't even cross my mind. But Jake and his cock reminds me, in no uncertain terms, that they are constantly thinking about me. The thought of being desired by both men fuels my desires, and I am more than willing to indulge in them with Jake and his cock. As soon as I stepped through the door, Scott bombarded me with questions. He demanded answers as if being my husband gave him that right. So I told him, “When Jakes cock slips inside of me, I am no longer your wife. When his dick is in my mouth, pussy, asshole, hand, or anywhere near me, consider you and I divorced.” Scott's dejected, pathetic look would make most women feel sorry for him. For me, all it did was turn my pussy into a sloppy hot mess ready to fuck. Just not Scott. Scott mistakenly asked me what I saw in Jake and not him. I said, first and most importantly…Jake would never consume another man's sperm out of my pussy, much less my asshole. Scott protested that is what I wanted him to do and he’s right. The difference is that Jake would say no and stick to it….making him more of a man than Scott will ever be. Which is exactly what I want from Jake. What Scott isn’t getting is that he's the perfect husband in my eyes. It's a twisted and perverse arrangement, but it's the epitome of my dominance over him. He laps up my lover's jizz from any orifice I command, his mouth open like an obedient puppy. But it’s exactly how I want him to be. Honestly, this is precisely how I molded him into what he is now. Scott was once Jake, big, strong, and confident. But now he's my pathetic little sissy cuckold, constantly crawling around with a streak of cum on the tip of his nose. How satisfying it is to see him reduced to a sniveling, submissive shell of his former self. Again,…the perfect husband. Will I pleasure Scott or use him for my own desires? Perhaps I choose to record it for your viewing pleasure but fulfilling his needs to appease him? No. I relish denying Scott's sexual desires, leaving him craving my touch even more. The cold reality is that my body belongs to other men, not Scott. What really bothered Scott was when I told him, “Jake is all I think about since he fingered me on that first date.” That really hit him hard. I asked him if it bothered him that Jake had been spilling his sperm in my guts every day for the last week.” The question was really designed to let Scott know who truly controlled my desires. Scott asked me point blank if I was in love with Jake. I answered point blank that yes, I was. Scott asked me if I was still in love with him, and I said, “Yes, I am, just in a different way. A way you might not understand.” He asked me if I would leave him for Jake, and I replied that I would if Jake asked me to, happily complying with Jake's every desire. But I also told him that I would always return to his bed, even if it was marked by another man's sperm…eventually. I asked him if he could handle that because if he couldn’t, we should consider divorce. After laying down my terms, I asked him if he could handle the debasing conditions and if he truly wished to remain wedded. With a hard "I do," he eagerly consented to my demands. When I proposed a mercy handjob, he practically ripped his unbendable hard cock out of his shorts in record time. After only ten seconds of stroking, he couldn't hold back any longer and erupted in a humiliating premature ejaculation, coating my hand with a thick load of cum...which he shamelessly devoured at my command. I asked him if he wanted a mercy handjob, and he said yes. His dick popped out of his shorts so hard it was nearly unbendable. Ten seconds of stroking and a massive load of sperm covered my hand…which he obediently ate. My pathetic excuse of a husband scurrying away to wash his hands like the obedient little servant he is. I instructed him to retrieve the dress my real man, Jake, bought me. He'll spend the night with me this time, and I plan to look irresistible for him. My worthless hubby will even have the privilege of shaving my sweet pussy before Jake arrives...he may as well get some pleasure out of serving as a cuckold for us. As soon as he’s done, Scott must leave and not return until I tell him to do so. Who knows how long Jake might stay?
Good morning, here's a couple pics to get your day started, just sitting around waiting for the Fedex Guy, I have to sign for a package...lol, I know it sounds like a porn video just waiting to happen, but unfortunately he doesn't do anything for me, if it's the regular driver but being it's the weekend, you never know, it maybe someone else new and exciting 😜
I had a good night. This will be a tough story for some folks who don’t like severe infidelity and cuckolding. It’s 100 percent true, and it would destroy most men. Hopefully, Scott will survive it; I’m not sure, though. But I have to do it. I would have passed up a massive sexual opportunity if I didn’t, and I refuse to do that. Anyway, I ended up spending the night with Jake again. In fact, I just got home, and as I write this, sperm is leaking out of me onto my chair. Jake gave me an early morning breeding and left a hefty load of jizz inside of me. It was seriously good sex. When he came, his face tightened up, he got that stupid look everyone gets when a seriously intense orgasm starts, and he grabbed my hips and bottomed himself out inside of me. I could feel every twitch and spasm of his cock and every hot jet of his sperm hitting my womb. I love that feeling of cum coating my insides. I imagine what it looks like, the head of his cock inside of me pushing sperm into my guts, and it never fails to push me over the edge into orgasm. I actually keep a couple of videos I downloaded of a camera put inside some chick's pussy that shows the head of a cock pushing jizz out of the cumhole into her guts. I couldn’t resist watching them again this morning, thinking that was me being pumped full of cum. The best part of the morning was when I was getting ready to head home he asked me to stay and spend today and the weekend with him. I told him he should be careful, that if I did, he would end up falling for me. He said he already has. I probably could have touched myself and had an instant orgasm. I was that excited to hear that. I really do want to spend the weekend with him, and I would but I have commitments with family that can’t be broken. I explained that to him, and he seemed disappointed, but I told him I could still spend the late afternoons and nights with him; I just had to be home by 9 each morning. He asked me how I felt about him and if I thought we had something worth exploring. I told him I felt the same and was excited to see where it would lead us.
Scott is at work, and I want to call him so badly and tell him how I, his wife, have found herself with feelings towards another man. But I want to tell him in person to see his reactions. I want to witness his final transformation into a true cuckold. Unwillingly serving me to further my sexual and emotional desires with zero concerns about his.
Scott is at work and I want to call him and confess my emotional and sexual infidelity so badly it almost hurts. But the thrill of seeing his reaction in person fuels my excitement, imagining his look of shock and betrayal as I reveal how I have found passion with another man. My husband will be reduced to a mere servant, catering to my every sexual and emotional whim without a second thought for his own desires. He will become the ultimate cuckold, willingly submitting to my control as I indulge in my newfound pleasures with no regard for his feelings. So I will wait until he gets home, then I will leave him here alone and go to Jake, the man who can give me what I need and who I want to be with. Is it awful that my pussy is a messy swamp just thinking about it?
