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I had to do it. I couldn't wait for Shane to get home. I mas..
🕑 Added 2025-07-11 12:16:03 +0000 UTCI had to do it. I couldn't wait for Shane to get home. I masturbated and came so hard that I think I fell asleep for a few minutes afterward. I wasn't thinking about the new neighbor or how turned on Shane was by what I did with him. I was thinking about Scott and how I want our marriage to be. I want him to read this in front of me, see if his dick gets a shameful erection. I already know it will, which is probably why I find this such a turn-on.
When I was lying on my bed, fingers rubbing the head of my huge clit, I was picturing this other man, sometimes Shane, sometimes someone else, but the cock was the same, massive and fucking me into brain brain-dead cum sponge. The thought of him unloading inside of me, his thick cum overflowing my pussy fueled me on. It's not just the dick in my guts. I'm not ashamed to say it, I'm obsessed with betrayal, infidelity, and doing it openly. It's such a thrill, knowing that I am more than willing to let another man claim me and take what was my husband's.
The thrill is more than just that. I want this man to own me. I want to fall in love with him. To be my boyfriend, my obsession, the one I want to spend my time with. I want him to make Scott feel like he's a stranger, watching powerlessly as this man takes me. I picture my husband standing there, his traitor dick shamefully hard and leaving a wet spot in his pants. I need him to have that shame boner. It's my fuel to push forward. It makes me want this man to put his arm around my waist in public, and mine wrapped around his for all to see. I need him to kiss me whenever he pleases, passionate and possessive, and I'll return the heat, letting everyone know the thrill I have from being "his."
I already know the sex will be epic. His cock wrecks me, stretching my pussy until I'm forever made useless for my husband's dick. I want to feel him so deep inside me that I can feel him in my chest. When I cum, it will be more than hard. It will go beyond cumming hard to the point of violent. Making my vision fade, my mind erased, as my pussy grips him, pulling every drop of sperm from his balls.
This isn't just pleasure—it's power. I want Scott to feel it in his gut. The reality of being replaced, to feel the gut-wrenching fact that I choose this man's cock, his body, his dominance. Every kiss I share with this man, every time he fucks me into oblivion, every moment in his arms is a calculated event designed to give my husband the shame he needs and deserves. It's an obsession to see if I can get my husband's dick to get painfully hard with a massive shame boner.
This fantasy never fails to make me cum, but this time I came so hard, probably because I'm making it a reality that I can't wait to do it again!
