Dave’s phone lit up with a notification. “Finally,” he muttered to himself as he checked it. It was from her. From Leah.
“I’m outside…”
“Good,” he responded. His cock, already hard from a day’s worth of edging, sprung to life with renewed vigor.
“Wait five minutes, then sneak in. The key is under the door mat. Follow the sounds, and don’t you dare make any of your own.”
This was risky, he knew that. But he also knew that he didn’t care. The payout would be worth it.
He had been messaging Leah, a married woman, on Reddit on and off for a few days, but it was only recently that the two of them realized the truth: against all odds, they lived mere miles from each other. Suddenly, the dirty fantasies they had conceived together could actually manifest themselves in reality. It was too tempting for either of them to resist.
This one in particular drove her wild…which meant it drove him wild.
His cock still pulsing with the risk of what he was about to do, he quietly opened the door to the bedroom where his wife was watching TV. Alyssa was…fine. And the sex was fine too. Just fine. She had let herself go a bit during the pandemic, but Dave didn’t particularly mind. Especially because most of the weight went to her ass and tits.
He walked over to her as she scrolled on her phone, and put his hand on her thigh, pulling her closer to him. She rolled her eyes and looked up at him.
“Ugh baby, I’m not sure I’m in the mood tonight,” she said.
He was afraid of this, but he knew just how to persuade her. Taking her wrist, he moved her hand in between his legs as he pulled her thick thighs to the edge of the bed, and started to playfully bite her neck. She gasped when she felt how hard he was already. She didn’t move her hand away, and instead wrapped it around his thick pulsing cock through his gym shorts.
“Mmmmm I can change that,” he growled in her ear. One hand planted itself on the bed, while the other slid in between her legs.
Then the front door opened.
“What was…,” his wife began, but Dave silenced her by sticking his tongue in her mouth and pressing hard against her pussy over her shorts. He could feel how wet she was getting already. It shut her up, and he knew she had already forgotten the sound.
Suddenly, he grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her off the bed, spinning her around so that he ass was grinding back agaisnt his cock. He reached up and grabbed her thick tits with his hands, squeezing them, as he continued to lick and bite her neck, whispering in her ear. One of his hands trailed in between her legs, forcing them apart.
“I’m really fucking horny for you tonight,” he told her. A lie. He was horny for Leah. “I want to try something a little different…do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she moaned, as she gyrated her hips back against his cock in rhythm with his hand. “I trust you. Fuck, you’re so hard…do whatever you want to me.”
She probably shouldn’t trust him.
“Good girl,” he said, slapping a hand down on her ass, making her yelp. He knew how to bring out the slut in his wife, but she wasn’t the slut he had in mind tonight. He dug his fingers under the waist of her shorts and tugged them down, letting them fall around her ankles, exposing her thick shapely ass and her bright red thong.
“Stay right there,” he told her. She obeyed like she always did, waving her ass in the air, trying to egg him on. Dave quickly went to the closet, glancing down the dark hallway as he did. He saw a shape there in the darkness, trembling. He smirked, and returned from the closet with a black tie gripped in his fist.
When he returned to his wife, he gently but deftly tied the tie around her eyes, securing it tightly in the back, ensuring that she could not see behind the improvised blindfold.
“Mmmmm you are feeling kinky tonight, aren’t you?” She asked him, as he ran his rough hands along the smooth skin of her ass.
“You have no idea,” he growled, as his hand slapped down hard on her bare ass, eliciting a cry from his wife. He immediately shifted his hand in between her legs, rubbing them along her clit, feeling the soaked fabric of her thong, mixing the pain with the pleasure in a way he knew she couldn’t resist.
“You’re going to be my little dirty slut tonight.” Another slap. More rubbing. Then he sensed it. Another presence in the room. Coming closer. As he slid his wife’s thong to the side, rubbing his fingers along her soaked clit, he felt Leah’s fingernails reach up from behind him and scratch against his bare chest as she pressed her body against him.
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Chapter 2 coming soon ;)
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