Seeing my freshly washed permanent press wadded up in a ball was the final straw. After years of pursuing him and pleasing Him, trying to change for him, I realized this was never going to last. For the past few months, my husband had been elusive, passive-aggressive, ignored our 16th anniversary, and slept in the guest bedroom. So, I heard about a dating site for cheating spouses on the radio; you create a profile and hook up with other married malcontents. It’s fun, anonymous, confidential, and safe. I checked it out for a little voyeuristic fun after being faithful to one man my whole life. It was delicious Lee knotty just a look. No harm. No foul, innocent fun, right. I wrote, looking for a strong dominant man to ride me hard and deep and pull my hair. I like it rough. I have a high pain threshold and love it when I’m abused.
A big cock is a must. I also like muscles, body hair, thick calves, and thighs. No skinny men. Are you man enough to handle me? I’m well padded with enormous breasts. I’m enthusiastic, soft, womanly, and have very few limitations—no marks or damage scat or animals anything else’s game. I’ve only had one sexual partner ever. Who wants to be second? A month later, I came across a message from a stranger in my email. I saw your ad on the Affairs website and thought we might be compatible. I’m 10 inches long and really thick. Is that big enough for you? I’m in the military and traveled to your town once a month. I teach combat training at the base nearby. I’m a bodybuilder and need to work off some sexual frustration. I like the way you sound. Maybe we could help each other. I knew I shouldn’t have answered it.
Playing with fire, you know, a muscular military officer with a 10-inch cock. It made me cringe just thinking about it. I measured my dildo. I thought it was really big, but it’s only seven inches long from balls to tip. I go to the local dirty bookstore and buy a 10-inch deck. I pay a little extra for the realistic, high-quality one. I might as well keep it and use it. I go home immediately and try it out. I lube it up and have sex with it. When I get really hot, and it’s in as far as I can get it. I measure eight inches. Damn. Hey Roger, I wrote. I’ve been really hot thinking about you and your magnificent cock. So I got out my favorite toy and measured. I’m sad to say I can only take eight inches. Too bad. You know, I can take a lot of damage and like it. Maybe you can’t fit it all in. But you could try. Did you read my whole profile? You do know that I’m a little under five feet tall and 160 pounds. I’m overweight but very voluptuous and curvy. My breasts are a 40 Double D, and I’m pretty with long hair, vivid green eyes, and a great smile. Still interested. Misty? Intrigued by the idea but not at all committed. I await his reply.
While waiting, I insert my new toy and masturbate while thinking of how this could play out. It’s usually a couple of days between replies. He must not have easy access to a computer. I’m sure they monitor all that stuff on base. I think about him overpowering me, forcing me the thought of a complete stranger putting his hands inside my cut. Maybe putting his huge cock in my virgin ass. Oh, it gives me the best orgasm I’ve had in a year. A couple of days later, I get his reply. Hey, Misty. My name is actually vents. I’m using Rogers’s email, so my wife doesn’t find out. Wow, it makes me so hard thinking of you measuring your squat with your toy. I jacked off thinking of you. You know I’m really only eight inches on. I don’t use my cock pump. We could work this out. I don’t mind your padding. What I care about is that you sound like you’re real.
The opposite of my wife. She says I’m too big, and it hurts. I’ve been so frustrated. Would it be nice to have a real woman to work off some frustration with you want it hard? Hmm. I’ll fuck you hard from behind until you hear the slap of skin on skin, and I’ll come out the other side. I’ll pull your hair hard to you know what? I’m not the only one that stays at the hotel every month. There are three other soldiers that come with me. We’ve been talking about getting a gangbang girl. Are you up for it? Can you take us all on Vince? Oh my god. The thought of having four aggressive soldiers to gangbang with was so amazingly hot. Time passes quickly, and I’m pulling up to the hotel. My hands are trembling, and I’m feeling faint and kind of nauseous. I haven’t been able to eat or sleep for two days.
Despite this, I can feel that I’m so wet my lingerie thong is soaked and sticking to my newly shaved cut. A tall man with short hair and casual dress steps out of a car nearby and approaches me. He’s smiling and looks so harmless and friendly despite his tall stature. Misty, he explains, pulling me into a tight hug that cracks my back. I’ve been waiting for you. I’m so glad to see you. He takes my bag and holds my elbow like an escort. The door opens into the dimly lit room, and it begins. There are three other men, all muscled, tall and naked. There are two king-sized beds in a suite. The bedside tables are covered in pizza boxes, empty Mgd bottles, and a half of a fifth of jack daniels is open. A single reading lamp is let the drapes are drawn, and they’re lounging on the beds watching porn and stroking themselves. As a pack. Their attention shifts from the sodomy on the screen to me and my escort.
The man that brought me in takes off my coat with a flourish to expose my course stockings underneath. Justice he had requested, he put his hand down my partially exposed front and squeezes my breast hard. He pulls me to him from around my waist and sits me on the nearest bed next to a man with the biggest penis I’ve ever seen. This must be Vince. I can’t help but stare at his huge erection and get excited. Hey, Misty, nice to finally meet you. I hope this is big enough for you. He takes my hand off the bedspread and guides it to his crank, holding his huge manly hand over my small feminine one and stroking his erection for both of us. The action on the other bed increases in the other two men stroke faster. I can feel the musk of their arousal. Suck it whore. One of them whispers to me. He pulls my head back fast so I can suck him off. I carefully placed him in my mouth.
My position is awkward because I’m still stroking Vince. I move on to my knees, supporting myself with my free right hand vigorously moving up and down his cock. His precum tastes different than my husband’s sweeter. He’s so far in I can’t even gag. I hear him groan oh and swear loudly as he ejaculates. I can’t swallow because he’s into fire, so his comm is forced and burning out of my nose, and I choke. I feel another man stroking in and out as he starts to massage my clit. Unbelievably I respond. I feel myself getting warmer and wetter as I feel I’m going deeper. It’s hurting less and starting to feel really good. I opened my legs wider as he surges forward, bottoming out inside me, and it feels amazing. Ah.
He locks his hand around my waist and rolls me on top of him. This feels so much better as my hands and arms are numbed and losing sensation. I struggle to get upright, but I’m forced to lay on him. My corset had breasts smashing into his hairy chest. I can’t see who, but someone behind me is undoing the hooks on my corset. The freedom is welcome, and I can breathe easier. The undergarment is completely removed, leaving me totally naked and vulnerable. I can feel Vince’s chest air teasing my nipples as he resumes stroking into me. My cheek is on his shoulder, and he feels firm and warm. He looks over my shoulder and nods at someone behind me—a greased caulk probes on my backside. Vince starts to massage my shoulders and says, relax honey, and I’ll feel better if you do.
Concentrate on how good this feels. Vince resume stroking in and out of me, coordinating his rhythm with whoever’s behind me. I stay as still as I can, hoping I’m not ripped open. After the first assault from behind, I realize I can feel both Cox inside me rubbing against each other through that thin partition inside my body. The men seem to really get off on this and work together to keep that perfect rhythm. The pain is still there. But every time Vince strokes into me, his body rubs against my clit. I am so aroused and turned on.
Something about the position of the stranger behind me rubs a spot inside my body that I never even knew existed, and it feels such right pain and pleasure mingle and fight for dominance as they increase their speed. Ah, the friction builds and brings me to orgasm against my will. I scream my release into the satin and silk filling my mouth as I raise my upper body on and off of Vince’s chest, rubbing my breasts again him Oh again, and against him. He grabs my huge tits and supports me with them as he comes inside me.
Driving himself deeper. I feel his sperm hot and wet filling me. To my surprise, he’s able to bury all 10 inches inside his body shutters and presses into my groin. The penis behind me shoves inside hard and deep and is pulled out so slowly I can feel every inch leave my body I can’t believe it off fit.
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