How I Acquired My Taste For Fucking Other Men's Wives - Sex Stories

How I Acquired My Taste For Fucking Other Men's Wives

... was getting near her cunt. Greg nevertheless answered, “Ugh, ugh!” Then he began breathing heavily as his wife finally removed her fingers from his nostrils. Emily allowed herself a harsh laugh. “Do you really think I’m going to let your pathetic cock anywhere near my pussy?” she cackled. Then she was up on all fours, the body part in question hovering above her husband’s face. She gave his cock a hard slap. “But I’ll let you watch my pussy get pounded by a real cock!” she said. She didn’t have to look at me or say anything. I was already on my way. Greg stared wide-eyed at his wife’s pussy as my hard cock penetrated her. “Oh yeah!” Emily cried. “That’s what I call a real cock! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Give me what my pathetic husband can’t!” She slapped Greg’s cock again, and again, and again. I shoved my cock up her, moving as fast as I could, driving my cock into her with unrestrained violence. Her pussy responded by emitting loud, moist yelps. It was the wettest I’d ever known a woman to get. Somehow I managed to find extra strength, and as I banged her harder than I knew I could, pussy juice flowed back the other way, literally dripping out of her and onto Greg’s face. Her husband kept his mouth open, looking as if he was trying to catch the morsels Emily was throwing him. The harder I drove my cock into her insatiable cunt, the harder she slapped Greg’s cock. “Oh yes!” she gasped. “Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Harder! Harder! Oh yes, my pathetic husband could never ...

... fuck me as hard as that!” Then disaster struck. Well, disaster for Greg anyway. As Emily slapped his cock, he grunted out loud. I was sweating floods as I pounded Emily’s cunt, angling my head to see Greg’s cock twitch and seed begin to spurt out over his stomach. “You pathetic little man!” Emily cried. “Have you no self-control?” she went on slapping and slapping as Greg’s cock twitched and twitched. “It’s just as well I’ve got a real cock inside me!” Truth be told, I wasn’t sure my own self-control would hold much longer. Fortunately, Emily had other ideas. She crawled forwards, my cock emerging from her, coated in her depraved secretions. She rolled over, then swung her legs off the bed, getting down on the floor on her knees. A hand went up between her thighs as she beckoned me with her eyes. Her mouth opened, letting me know what she wanted. Her pussy was squishing again as she plugged herself with her own fingers. I was there in a flash, holding my cock and guiding it to the promise of her open lips. “I want you to cum in my mouth,” Emily said; nothing less than an absolute command. I wasn’t going to argue. Her lips came down on me and gripped my shaft just below the helmet. As she sat there frigging herself I began wanking my own cock. The angle was such that Greg had a good view, but I wasn’t that interested in him. All I wanted was to give Emily what she wanted, and satisfy my own lust at the same time. My balls were tight, my spunk nearing boiling point. Emily stared ...