I invited my ex over after our date. And we barely made it to the couch before I was straddling my ex in my short skirt.
His hands were all over my ass, squeezing and spreading me, fingers teasing and pressing into my ass while we made out hard.
He pulled his cock out and started stroking as we were making out he flexed how much bigger he is.
My ex made my boyfriend jerk off to the sight of us by casually asking him to enjoy himself... He even told him not to rush because “I take my time.”
My boyfriend came before we finally moved to the bedroom while he was already in that post nut haze.
In the bedroom my ex fucked me exactly like he promised deep, relentless, switching positions and going for multiple long rounds. He makes me moan and shak uncontrollably.
At one point, when he had me on my back with my legs over his shoulders, pounding me deep, he growled, “Tell me you love me. Say it or I’ll stop.”
I was so cockdrunk and desperate for him to keep going that I didn’t even hesitate. “I love you” I moaned his name next time I said I love you, looking him right in the eyes.
He smiled and fucked me even harder. I kept saying it every time he asked, completely lost in the pleasure. In that moment I meant it and I wanted nothing but him to cum in me.
My boyfriend sat there the whole time, drained from cumming twice, watching in heavy post-nut clarity as I told my ex I loved him while getting railed.
Afterward, lying there leaking my ex’s cum, the reality hit me. The guilt mixed with that dark thrill. This dynamic is evolving way faster than I expected… and I’m scared how much I’m starting to crave crossing these new lines.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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