I have a husband but I can’t help it, I want you.  We all have fantasies.  Mine was always to be a wife that rides a big cock and I do but none are of my husband.  Jonathan’s cock was amazing.  He was uncircumcised.  He had a king Kong cock.  The girth size of a soda can.  My nipples instantly stiffen up.  That extra layer of skin would stretch my pussy wide and I creamed and gushed at every thrust. And that was not my last cheating sex story. Maybe next time you’ll be the one fucking me!

A Wife Rides Big Cock. Jonathan’s Cock!

Jonathan was new to the neighborhood and he was a devilishly handsome man.  Wearing a duck-bill beard that gave him that alpha stance in the room.  His presence was known without him having to say a word.  Everyone would stare at one point or another.  He knew what he was doing, laying out naked purposely. He caught me staring at his cock  and I scoffed away.  “SUCK IT!” he yelled out.  I saw that cock and felt the urge to saddle up.  Get ready to take a ride on that monster dick.  I walked back into my home not upset but in heat.

My cunt was begging to be spread.  The whore in me desired my pussy be punished.

I was far away from my beloved Emmanuel and his huge phallus had me craving for a stretch.  I went straight to my door and unlocked it.  It was instinct.   I was to be used and treated like a cum bucket.  My walls began to bulge.  This twat was in need.  I walked into my dining room and sat at the table.  Stripped down to just a bra and matching  G-string.  I spread my legs hoping he would walk in and watch me play with this enticing snatch.  My muff was dripping wet and excited at every touch even a small breeze would make me quiver.

He walked in stroking his monster cock with precum dripping on his clothes and my floor. Yummy.

He stood about three feet away from me.  His fingertips would light touch my knees as I spread my legs and offered my weeping muff.  He grinned and I smiled, accepting his every move first.  All in slow motion he gripped my ass and slid his fat tongue in my sweet puss.  Nice and slow. That sweet vibration would make me gush all over my dining room table to the floor and all over his face.  He tried to keep all of my cum in his mouth by slurping every drop but he would miss some of that sweet nectar.  The flow of sweet cum was an overflow.

He was impressed and knew I was ready to take it balls in deep.  Well, I think I need to talk to someone and get this wet pussy to squirt again.  Call me for the best phone sex.  I want to hear you make me cum.