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Jake does a nice job of pumping cum in my guts, don't you th..
🕑 Added 2025-04-01 11:03:09 +0000 UTCJake does a nice job of pumping cum in my guts, don't you think?
How the cum dump happened. I pulled up to Jake's, and he was on the porch, looking like he thought I'd be mad about Friday. I assured him I wasn't angry. My pussy was a bit upset, but I was good. He eased up, but I felt a quick flash of guilt—Rob's huge cock was dumping sperm in my cunt the other night, and now I'm here with Jake, hoping he will do the same. My pussy has no shame, though—it was already wet, itching for him, even if Rob might've left it loose. His fat cock will do that.
Being near Jake gets me all warm and fuzzy…and wet. And I'm so into him that it messes with my head, and I feel awkward admitting it. We started kissing, his tongue touched mine, and my pussy melted, soaking my thighs with girl juice. He's fit as hell—tight muscles, hard everywhere—and I had to see him naked. We didn't make it past the living room—I pulled his pants down, sucked his thick cock deep, spit dripping off me. Then I climbed on, fed my pussy his dick, and rode him hard, my cunt gripping him tight. His dick slid in—hot, stiff, perfect—better than Rob's ever will. I am not blind as to why. I just hate the way it sounds.
I don't even wanna say "love"—it feels off—tacky even, but when he groaned and shot his load, pumping jizz into my cunt, I lost it. My pussy clenched, shaking through the wildest orgasm ever, and I yelled, "I love you!" That makes me cringe now because it just blurted out. I guess I have to realize that I didn't mean to fall this hard for Jake, but it's done. The sex is cum drenching insane and but now that is not all that I'm here for. But there is one stronger appeal to all of this. Humiliating Scott. That gets my pussy slicker than any man's sperm ever could.
After Jake's jizz flooded my cunt, we flopped down, sweaty, talking like a couple—future stuff, his cum still leaking from my pussy. I'm so wrapped up in him now that I forget Scott's home, agonizing over where I am and what I'm doing. Unfortunately for Scott, Jake and I weren't done. We ate dinner, watched TV all cozy as if Jake and I were the married ones, and then Jake took me to the bedroom. He slipped his perfect cock into my cum-soaked pussy, kissing me deep while we moved together. We didn't just fuck—we made love, slow and intimate like the perfect couple we are. I love saying we're a couple—it makes my pussy tingle just thinking about it now. Funny how that turns me on so much. Tomorrow, I'm laying it out for Scott—how I feel about Jake. My pussy is pulsing thinking about it—the look on his face when I tell him Jake has made me his. What else will I tell Scott? You get to be in Scott's shoes for a while. I'll let you know when I'm done. It was a fantastic evening telling Jake how I felt about him. And I do love Jake—and yes, I love my husband, too—in a different way. The good news for Scott is the sex and screwing with my husband's head… that's what keeps me going.
