Me and Dana weren’t doing very well. Over time our arguments became much more frequent and they were becoming much more serious. Last night was by far the worst one. I’d been out drinking with some friends and when I came home it was 12:30. Dana was sitting in the living room waiting. As soon as I saw her I knew she was going to be a huge bitch.
“Do you know what time it is?”
“Yeah it’s ten.”
“No, it’s twelve fucking thirty.”
“Ok, so what?”
“I’ve been waiting for hours thinking that you could’ve been in an accident!”
“I’m fine.”
“Then why the fuck didn’t you answer your phone?”
“Because it was loud and I couldn’t hear it ring!”
“Fuck you! I know you want to leave me!”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“I knew you were out with that slut, Scarlett, or whatever the fuck her name is!”
“Babe, I think you need to get some sleep and we can talk about this in the morning.”
“Fuck off, we’re talking about this now!”
“That’s it, I’ll be back in a couple hours after you’ve calmed down.”
I left and went back to the bar. My friends had left by then but there was still a fair amount of people there. The drinks were pouring and I downed a few just to kill time. Cigarette smoke kept blowing past my face while music blared through the speakers on the ceiling. Dana and I had only been married for about a year and every day for the past two months I’d regretted that decision. All of the distractions that the bar provided were still not enough to make me forget about what was happening with me and her. Everything that happened earlier tonight was running through my head over and over again until I saw a girl walk in. She looked like she was in her early twenties. A low cut red top covered a pair of tits I would’ve killed to get a touch of in my teens, and a pair of very small jean shorts gave me plenty to look at. There were three seats between us and I knew that it was too close. If I decided to talk to her, I’d be going down a path that all of my friends had gone down, and I’d be betraying my wife. All I had to do was finish my drink and-
“Hey cutie,” a voice from behind me cut off my thoughts.
“Hello, I don’t think I know you.”
“Well, we need to change that big boy,” she smirked with a wink that sent blood rushing to my cock. Her shirt seemed lower than it did when she came in.
“I’m Trent.”
“I’m Ariel.”
“Nice to meet you, you want a drink?”
“Sure,” she said while taking a seat.
“I haven’t seen you here before, are you new here?”
“Oh no, I come here a lot.”
“I guess I missed you then.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time tonight to catch me,” she put her hand on my thigh and let out what seemed to be a soft moan.
“I’d love to but I’m a married man.”
“Is she here tonight?”
“Not exactly.”
“Well then tonight, I’m your wife,” Ariel took off my wedding ring and put it away.
“I really shouldn’t.”
Ariel got up next to my ear, and whispered,” I saw you stare at my ass when I got here. You know you want me.”
“I do but-” Ariel stopped me when she put my middle finger in her mouth.
“Please daddy, just for me,” she said in a playful, girly sounding voice. Ariel batted her eyelashes and licked my finger some more. All of this plus my hardened cock made me very aroused. Fuck my wife, Ariel won.
As soon as the door to her house was closed our clothes were off. We went into her living room and she pushed me into a chair. Ariel took both of her tits and put them around my cock. Seeing both of her tits going up and down my cock was a sight I would never forget. Her dirty college girl vibe gave me a rush of endorphins that my wife could never give me. Ariel might have been ruining my marriage before my eyes, but I couldn’t care less. Slick saliva dripped from her mouth onto my cock, making it easier for me to slide between her gigantic tits. The soft sensation of her tits made my cock throb harder than it had in years.
Unfortunately Ariel stopped after a few minutes of given me a Heavenly experience. She stood up and turned around. Slowly, she bent over and showed me her ass that had my eyes completely focused.
“Daddy, I think I’ve been a naughty girl. Is there any way I can make it up to you?” She asked in a sultry tone.
“I think there are a few ways you could. Maybe you could start by taking off those shorts.”
Ariel unbottened them and pulled them down her legs. In a quick move, she climbed on top of me and began riding my cock. Each move back and forth gave me the experience I’d always wanted. Having a slut ride me like a pornstar would had my carnal desires awakened. In this moment neither of us were who we pretended to be in every day life, we were the sick and perverted creatures we always were but could never show to anyone, until now. Both of my hands were on her ass. My cock finally found her g spot, which sent Ariel into over drive. Her nails clawed into my back. Both of her tits were right in my face, exactly where I wanted them. Our orgasms were nearly there and we had only seconds left. With one last thrust I sent loads of cum into, right as she came all over my cock.
It took us a few minutes to catch our breaths and calm down. My body felt like all of its energy was gone. Ariel got up and she looked at me.
“Well sir, any time you need a good fuck, just ask me.”
“Ariel, could I have my wedding ring back?”
“Why, it’s not like you’ll be married by the end of the week,”
I smiled and left, knowing that my life had changed for the better.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/eauhry/ariel_winter_seduction_mf