Almost 🔥

Would you be able to stop slut?

Oh, OK, let's do it !

Is it adictive ..?

I was trembling as I said those words, even though I was trying to act like I was in charge. I told my Husband that I was doing this as a Birthday present to fulfill his fantasy, but I knew deep down, that I wanted this as much, probably more than he did.

I chose the man that I was going to do this with. And what a man! A young, chiseled body-the face and smile of a model, and his equipment made me shiver at the though of it entering me.

And he lived up to all of my expectations, my dreams, and much, much more. I know my Husband could tell that I was in ecstasy with what this man was doing to me. I came so many times I couldn't believe it, and I'm sure my Husband was shocked at my reactions.

I didn't hold back at all, not in any way. I said things to this man, about how much I loved what he was doing to me, about how much I loved his large dick, and I kissed him so deeply and so much I know my Husband had to feel a certain way about that, but I just didn't care just then.

Hours later, when my lover finally left, my Husband and I snuggled together, and I asked if he was okay. To my relief, everything I worried about, I shouldn't have. The things that gave me a twinge of guilt gave him the biggest jolts of excitement.

He loved every single bit of that night. The watching, the fact of how much I loved it, how slutty I was with that man, how dirty I was with him, how intimate I became, how subservient I was...all of it.

He love kissing and licking me everywhere right afterwards. Making love to me, feeling how different I felt after this big man had finished with me and in me. He was in ecstasy as well.

This was apparently not going to be a one-time thing. Hooray!!