I had plans with Jake today, but I decided to prioritize spending time with Scott instead. To make up for canceling on Jake, I made a quick visit to his place, sucked his cock, took a load of sperm in my box, had an amazing orgasm, sucked the post cum jizz out of Jake’s dick, and now I’m back home well fucked and pumped full of Jake’s jizz ready to enjoy the rest of the day with my husband. I’m finding it’s good to spend time with Scott. He’s not nearly as exciting or as fun to look at, but there is just something about him that separates him from the crowd. Not saying I won’t be getting fucked stupid by Jake or going on long weekends with him…just saying I am finding my time with Scott to be less…I don’t know…chaotic. It's a harsh contrast to my sexual addiction to extreme thrill and intensity that I guess somehow makes sense in its own way. Or maybe not. I’m just glad Scott is along for the ride with me.
Evening, just got back from a trip to Lowes. I Didn’t go with Scott, went with Jake. Took a few pics. I can’t put them up here because of the public nudity policy, but I can on X, so watch for them there tomorrow morning. Usually, I take Scott as trips to Lowes and Home Depot are kind of his date night with me. Jake didn’t just take Scott’s pussy away from him, he took his date nights as well. Sucks to be Scott, I guess. It’s funny, we broke Scott’s bed fucking in it last night. Not only did I leave a huge pile of steaming sperm fresh out of my pussy on his sheets, but we also broke a piece that connected the bed frame. So he had to sleep in Jake's jizz in a bed that leaned to one side because his wife got fucked so hard the bed broke. Fun times. Another truth. When we got home, Jake just left the pieces to repair the bed for Scott to fix himself. Even weirder…Jake leaving the pieces on Scott's bed made me horny as fuck. So I sucked him off in the kitchen while Scott fixed his bed. I was hoping Scott would walk in on us with Jakes's cock slipping in and out of my mouth, but after about ten minutes, Jake pumped a steaming load of cum into my belly. We talked for a few minutes, and then Jake had to leave. So…I watched Scott finish up fixing his bed with the aftertaste of Jake's sperm fresh on my breath. Again, like I said…good times!
Had another good day with Jake Sunday. It was awesome spending the weekend with him in Orlando. Let's just put it out there. I have never cum so much, so hard, and so often. I have truly had the best sex of my life with Jake’s dick inside of me, and I can’t even think of a rival cock that has cum close. Not to mention the master fingering/handjobs he put on my pussy and clit…it was simply mind-boggling how he could take ownership of my body with the touch of his finger or cock. It was so good that when I arrived home this morning to see my husband, all I could think about was the new man in my life, so much so that I didn’t fulfill Scott's need to know what went on. He wanted details about my weekend but I didn’t feel like sharing at that moment. So I told him no, which is somewhat of a break in our cuckold protocol. I usually spill the details moments after I get home. I usually want to. Today, I didn’t feel it. Nothing nefarious. It just didn’t have that motivation at the time. I do now, and in fact, I’m dying for Scott to get home so I can share my weekend with him, but he doesn’t know that. So I’m sure he’s having a tough day at work, wondering what's going on with his wife. Which…if I’m being honest, has my pussy a bit tingly thinking about the anxiety he must be feeling. I shouldn’t be interested in sex. I had Jakes's cock in my guts for so long, and so often, it’s like he never pulled it out of me. Honestly, I have had enough of Jakes dick for a day or two. I wouldn’t mind seeing Scott jerk off for me while I rub one out watching him…but my pussy is wrecked, stretched, and bred into submission. It needs a rest. I also need a rest from my whirlwind romance with Jake. I don’t want to burn myself out on him. I really do like Jake. I really do want to pursue a serious relationship with him. Slowing down the time together seems like the best move for me. Plus, let's tell it like it is. I like my time with Scott. He slows the pace down and tells me like it is. I need that sometimes. I just need Jake and his dick more.
Good Monday morning everyone, hope you all had an awesome weekend, you all know that I did 😜 Here's a few pics to get your day started, have some people over today so I will be in and out and try to get your messages answered through out the day but until then, feel free to use these wisely 🍆💦😜
MIA yesterday because I was too busy being stuffed with cock to get on here. Seriously. Jake must have fucked me in one way or another half a dozen times. He even fingered fucked me to orgasm in a crowded resort pool. That was something I’ll remember for basically…forever. We had our own spot in the pool, but still, I had huge cum in a pool that probably had 100 people in it. How many people can say that? Not too many, I bet. It had a sit-down stool/bar in the water, and the bar was closed, but we put it to use. In return, I sucked the cum out of his balls and swallowed it for him. Jake finds me eating his sperm to be the biggest thrill in the history of man. Not sure why, but I’m happy to oblige and suck the cum out of the head of the dick anytime he wants me to.
Lots of this recap will be boring. Nobody wants to hear about how we cleaned up, went out shopping, and all that happy stuff. They want to hear about fucking. So I’ll skip the happy having a wonder affair stuff. Anyway, we went shopping, and we fucked in a dressing room. It took a bit, but I convinced him to sneak into the dressing room with me at Sports Authority. I sucked his dick till it was hard and then bent over and slipped his dick in my guts. We fucked for about a minute before he wussed out and pulled out. I get it, not everyone has a pension for fucking in public. I love it, don’t care who sees it, and in fact, the more eyes on me, the better. Not everyone has it in them to be that bold, so I understand when someone kind of freaks out when they try it. Not to worry, Jake fucked me in the parking lot in his truck. He didn’t just fuck me. He pumped me into a quivering brainless cum dumpster. I came so hard it turned my brain off, and I forgot to breathe. He asked me if would swallow his cum again…as if I might not want to…the dummy, so of course I said yes. This time I had him face fuck me and go balls deep with the head of his dick in my throat and his balls on my chin. When he started cumming I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him in as far into my throat as possible and felt his dick twitch and pump and then the warm sensation as his cum slid down into my stomach. Two loads of Jakes cum were now sitting in my belly and my pussy remained sperm free. That needed to be fixed, and it did get fixed, but I have to go. We are heading out to see a few things and I’ll update you in a bit.
I'd say my pussy is perfect for Jake to breed. I've been preparing for a wild weekend with, and I’m going to say it…my lover, Jake. I think it’s safe to say we have stepped out of fuck buddy mode into an actual couple. The best part is I made Scott shave my pussy and ass to perfection for Jake’s pleasure. I got annoyingly wet knowing I was making my husband get my pussy and ass ready for another man to put his cock in. I could have rubbed on out in a minute or less; I was that turned on. But I’m holding off on cumming. I want Jake’s dick to make it happen. I did let Scott jerk off on my tits for doing his cuck duties. I was going to let him get away without licking his own jizz off my tits, but I couldn't resist the temptation and instructed him to lick it off of me. Commanding my husband to indulge in his own bodily fluids is a rush of power and dominance that fuels my primal desires. It’s wildly addictive for me. I watched as his tongue licked up the milky white semen with a look of disgust and humiliation on his face. But the thing is…I could feel his hard cock pressing against my mound as he ate, making it even hotter. I’m just going to say it. Look, compelling him to consume cum fresh from his own testicles…well, that ignites an animalistic passion within me I never want to lose. It's in these moments that I truly feel alive and in control of both my husband and my own sexuality. It’s good to be married. I didn’t say faithful, just good to be married.
Sometimes I see a video of a guy cumming, and all I can think about is the feeling and tasting the sensation of consuming his sperm. I can almost feel the warm liquid pumping into my throat, slowly coating it with its thick, slimy, yet creamy texture working its way into my belly. Why? I don’t know. I just do. When I see it, it pushes a button in me that makes me want to taste sperm. It really is that simple. But…and here's the thing. If I see a nice-looking cock that isn’t cumming…then the thought of it slipping in and out of my insides and stirring them into a rich, creamy soup consumes me. It is at this point that all I want is to feel his hard dick convulsing and pumping cum into my hole. So, the question is, where do I prefer a guy to cum? Definitely inside of me. I like the psychological and physical pleasures of being used as a breeding hole. But don’t get me wrong. There are moments when I can't resist indulging in a hearty gulp of hot, thick sperm. Good thing there is plenty of jizz to go around, and I can indulge in both.
Had a little Jake jizz lunch shake today. Pretty happy about that. Didn't even know he was stopping by. He texted me he was in the driveway. So in the house he went, he showed some things he was thinking about doing this weekend, and then I sucked the sperm out of his testicles and sent him on his way. Good break in the daily routine if you ask me.
Back home, belly full of sperm, nice aftertaste going on. I know it's only a mouthful of nut, but still, I feel like I have a whole bottle of it in my gut, which is wonderful. Jake did a very nice job of turning my brain off with his dick...I'd like to thank him for that. He remembered to shove his cock as deep in my throat as it would go as I asked him to when he was ready to cum, and I squeezed his balls hard as they pumped their contents into my gut. So...I would say a wonderful little date with Jake today.
Scott is home; he is up to speed on Jake feeding me cum...he jerked off and came in his hand, then ate it when I told him to. We are both simpatico. We both have jizz in his belly. Only mine came from Jake, and his from his own balls, the silly cuck. He's a bit down because I accepted Jake's offer to spend the weekend with him. Jake is going to pick me up Friday afternoon, and I'll be home Monday morning. At least, that's the plan. Who knows, I may come home in a week or so if I feel like it. If Jake keeps breeding in the magical fuck sessions, he keeps giving my pussy...I'll stay as long as he will have me. Eventually, I'll get home to my husband. I'm taking my laptop, so I'll keep you up to speed.
Public service announcement...when dealing with porn chicks, no matter how big a name or how small, always be wary of fund-me-money crap...you better do your due diligence, or you will end up buying their husband or boyfriend a new car and or funding a substance issue and not curing whatever catastrophe they are selling to get funding for. I am old school. If you broke it or it belongs to you, then pay to fix it yourself. In case you haven't guessed it by now...I'm not super empathetic in general. I'm more of a "stand up, wipe yourself off, and get going" kind of chick.
Today…in another hour or so, I hope to have the head of Jake’s cock in my throat, pumping cum into my belly. I have this thought in my head of drinking his cum that I can’t seem to shake. Hopefully, it pans out that way. I think it will.
I need to find something sexy to wear. Jake wants me to wear one of his dresses, but I wear one every time. I need to switch it up. We are going out Friday night so I’ll wear one of his dresses for him then. It’s a real date. We are connecting on a level that I didn’t think was possible. It’s like we are a serious couple except I’m married. At least it isn’t to Home Depot. That’s Scott’s idea of a date. Not gonna lie; I have a lot of good times going to Home Depot, so I shouldn’t knock it. It’s been amazing having two serious relationships. I didn’t know if I would like it but loving it so far.
I rode all over Daytona Beach last night naked. Not a stitch on. I walked out of my house, got in my Jeep, and drove around for an hour. Seriously, I did. Not a stitch of clothing on. By myself. Why? I don’t know. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Did anyone see it? I hope so. Yes…I know. I might be one fry short of a Happy Meal. Look, it was a boring day; I needed some excitement. Did I get turned on? Yes, I did. I kept thinking about how awesome it would be to get fingered by Jake while driving around naked. Anyway, that’s what I did last night. Again, there wasn’t much going on…I needed to pick the pace up a bit, or I would never be able to sleep.
Here is the same video I posted the other day, except Scott held my phone and shot it, so it’s a completely different view. See what you think and let me know which one you prefer.
Not a great day for dick. Everyone had something cum up, and it wasn’t cumming up in me. That’s okay. My pussy needs a rest now and then…though it doesn’t seem to get the message. I look at something hot, and it’s like my eyes have a direct line to my pussy, and it's already drenched before I even have a chance to process it. Not complaining. I'll happily embrace the wet and swampy cock hungry box instead of the dry and barren wasteland of a cock free pussy and or marriage. I don’t know how people go more than a week without some kind of sexual release. Seems unhealthy, but then again, who am I to say? So I’ll do me, and they can do…nobody.
Someone said I look like someone who should live in LA, but that means I haven’t a clue. You can keep LA. I’m sure people love it…I don’t. I have spent more than enough time there to know LA isn’t for me. It’s not an insult. Lots of people think Daytona Beach is the armpit of Florida…I guess I love armpits. You couldn’t get me to leave Daytona. If I won the lottery, I’d keep my house and expand on it. I mean, come on, I live a few hundred yards from the ocean and minutes from the center of action on Beachside. Plus, my politics and lack of social justice empathy don't align with the whole LA and West Coast mindset. I'm not a fan of the rainbow hair coalition either…they annoy me. Not a whole lot of that going on here in Daytona.
Yes, I'm voting for the man with the legendary hairdo. Not because he got shot and then acted like a badass. Biden has a glitchy power switch…it turns his brain off for extended periods of time. Here’s the thing, though: even though I think Biden is a one-way suicide ride if you choose to vote for him, I won’t belittle you for it even though deep down, we both know Orange Man is the better choice. Look, whoever wins, wins. I’ll proudly still be a citizen of the United States of America no matter who ends up in the Oval Office. We will get it right sooner or later.
Scott’s dick got sucked, tugged, and drained…because I felt bad for him. I mean, I have spent an extraordinary amount of time with Jake lately, and Jake has made it known he isn’t a fan of seeing me naked, much less touching or getting touched by me. But he is my husband, and he’s kind of like a really good one…other than the fact that I enjoy spending my time with Jakes dick in my guts way more than I do with him. But…in all fairness, that is a sexual kink of mine, and since I’m kind of a sex fiend, if not a sex addict…I can’t really help myself. So, it’s a mini blowjob and handjob for him, and the condition was I get to video it, no questions asked. He was good with that. The funny part was after it was said and done, he said he was relieved I didn’t demand he eat his nut off of my tits. Fuck me, I forgot. I don’t know what I was thinking. The dummy should have kept his mouth shut because next time…no matter where he dumps his cum, he’s eating it for all the world to see. Anyway, hope you like my little impromptu video, there was no script, and no plan; I just put the camera on a tripod and did whatever I wanted. So, all in all, as far as production quality goes…it’s pretty much lacking in every way, but at least you get to see how it works around my house if you are my husband.
I have been answering a lot of DMs with voice messages and videos just because. Why? I don’t know. I feel like doing it, and I enjoy doing it. Not all the time, especially if I'm short on time, but quite a bit. Seems to befuddle a lot of people. They wonder what the catch is…video message, no charge, what's really up? I just feel like doing it. Just like I feel like sharing my life, pics, and videos. If this were a business page that I was basing my income on, I would be just like all the rest, where I would demand you pay for everything I type, post, say, or do. But then I would have to fake and lie, and I’m not interested in that. Anyway, most of the ones I do answer with voice and video are guys I have gotten to know on here. But I do hit it with the new folks as well. So say hi, I do answer everyone. It may not be 30 seconds after you hit send, but I’ll answer you.
That feeling you get when you know your wife is spreading her legs for another man. Just some quick pics to start today off; I got much good stuff cumming your way today, so watch for it. Sometimes someone asks a question via DMs that is really pretty good. This was one of them. “What is one question that you don’t already know the answer that you would like to ask Scott about you fucking other guys?” That’s easy. I would want to get a full and truthful answer to “How does it really feel knowing I joyfully open my legs for other men and let them slip their dicks inside my body, letting them use my insides to pleasure their cocks and dump cum inside of me?” I have asked Scott that question more than a few times, but I get the generic answer of “It’s hot.” There has to be more to it than that, but I don’t really know what it is. I mean, his wife, the woman he married, is finding other men, putting their cocks in her mouth, letting them spread her legs, breeding her, and pumping her guts full of their sperm, and all he can say is, “It’s hot.” Oh, come on…it’s not humanly possible for the answer to be that simple. If I had to answer that question in reverse, as in, “How does it feel to let other men slip a hard cock into your throat, spread your legs, finger you wet, breed you, pump cum into your guts, trying to impregnate you, and then go home to your husband and tell him you love him?” The answer wouldn’t be “It’s hot.” I mean, it is hot, inferno-style hot, but it would take me several pages to answer that question as to why it’s hot for me. There are so many mental aspects that, for me, make it unavoidably sexually addictive that it would take a day to type it all out. If you had to read it all…most of you would just be like, “Fuck it, I get it; it’s hot. You like spreading your legs for other men.” The thing is, I have verbally expressed my deviant desires to Scott as to why I like it and will continue to do it, but he doesn’t return the favor, and I want him to so bad! Do you have a good question? Feel free to ask it. I will answer the ones that make me think the most.
Last night, I made my way to my favorite local bar and grill for dinner with Jake. I arrived 15 minutes early and took a seat at the bar. The welcoming bartenders and waitresses all greeted me by name and asked where Scott was; I smiled and replied that I was waiting for a friend. As Jake finally arrived and sat down next to me, I couldn't help but notice the sudden tension in the air. Everyone around us seemed surprised, almost shocked, to see me sitting with another man. Little did they know that this man was the one filling me with his seed on a near-daily basis. I’m sure they assumed he was just an extramarital affair. And in some ways, they were right. I confirmed it for them when I gave Jake a deep kiss hello. If they saw the state of my pussy at that moment, the wetness would have confirmed it as well. It only got wetter as the night went on. I wore one of Jake's sexy dresses, no bra, no panties, and after about 5 minutes of sitting at the bar talking, Jake's fingers found their way to my knee. Then my thigh, then between my legs, and then rubbed the edges of my pussy and circled my clit. I know he could feel me dripping because I could feel it running down my thighs. He never slipped his fingers into me; I guess it was his way of edging me. It worked. I was aroused to the point of making some seriously bad public behavior decisions. By the time we left, not only did I know, but the restaurant staff knew that Jake would be putting his dick inside me before the night was over. And he did. We went straight to his place, and he slipped his dick in my ass and creamed my colon in under a minute. He has never popped off that fast, so I was surprised. I didn’t get a chance to cum. Jake goes soft and loses interest pretty fast after he empties his testicles, and there is no chance of him continuing on once he does. He acted like it was perfectly normal, no problems, nothing to see here. Except there was…I didn’t cum. And to make things worse, I didn’t have a vibrator, and I need a vibrator to cum once there has been a dick inside of me. I can finger myself off from start to finish when I’m alone with no dick. Once a dick has rearranged my insides and pulled out…only a vibrator will get the job done if I’m going solo after that. I mentioned this to him, but he said, don’t worry, give him another 20 minutes, and he will be ready to go. And, to his credit, he was. His dick hardened up, slipped into my pussy, and proceeded to fuck me until I had an orgasm so good it triggered the gates on my sphincter, and his cum poured out of my asshole from the previous fuck. It felt amazing as my ass just opened up and turned on the cum faucet. There is no denying that Jake is superior to all other men I know when it cums to breeding me. Simply the best. And in that moment, I wanted Jake more than anything else in my life. And then we talked for a few hours about what was going on in the world and everything else. Then I got the urge to suck Jakes's cock, so while he sat on the couch holding my head, I spent 10 minutes coaxing a third load of cum out of his dick. Believe it or not, I found that to be the best part of my night. I just had this mental picture of myself, a married woman, in a man's apartment, on her knees, his cock in her throat, willingly and gratefully drinking his sperm. As hot as Jake is, as wonderful as his cock moves around inside of me, as fun as Jake is to be around…I just had this urge to go home and share my evening with him in my own special way. So, instead of staying the night at Jake’s, I went home. When I opened the door, the first words out of Scott’s mouth were, “Are you okay? Did something go wrong?” Not where were you, what were you doing, who were you doing it with. He just wanted to know that I was okay. I assured him I was and told him about the evening's events and that I wanted to share the details with him. I’m sure Scott didn’t believe me, but that is really all I wanted to do. Share my night with him., Unfortunately for him, my sharing my night included him licking my asshole clean and then jerking off in front of me while I masturbated, and I came when he pumped a load on my stomach and then ate it as he was told to do. This is what I want. These kind of nights. I am going to spend more time with Scott. Not for mushy, sappy reasons but because not only does it turn me on to see him immediately afterward with sperm still drooling out of my holes, I like hanging out with him. More so than anyone else. Doesn’t mean he’s the one I want to fuck, but I will probably do more of that as well. So, sadly for some of you, I will have more sex with him. Not a ton, but more. Let's not kid ourselves here…there is no way I’m giving up Jake or my dates with him. Jake is too good to pass up. I would be kidding myself if I thought I could. I have to quit kidding myself, thinking I can replace Scott with Jake. With all of that said…here cums little Ms hypocritical…I wish Jake would ask me to go away for a weekend. That makes my pussy melt thinking about it. I should drop hints.
Jake made me squirt girl jizz mixed with some leftover sperm from Rob. For Jake's sake, we will leave the Rob part out of the equation. He doesn’t need to know that. Unless he’s reading these, then he pretty much knows everything. He knows a lot of what and who I do so it wouldn’t be such a shock. Anyway, I was using a vibrator, and he was fingering me, and before I knew it…I was pumping out some well-mixed girl squirt with Rob’s jizz along with it. Yes, I had Rob’s magical cock in my pussy a few short hours before Jake took his turn in it. And yes, Rob bred me properly and left a huge load of himself in my pussy, which is exactly where I wanted him to cum. Fucking Rob was explosive. His huge cock, as usual, left me wet and fucked stupid, and I couldn't help but worship him for it. Rob’s cock towers over Jake's modest size in comparison, and once Jake entered me, the touch of his cock inside me barely registered. Still, I came twice with Jake to Rob’s one, and the orgasms with Jake were heaven. Not that Rob didn’t make my toes curl…he did, but Jake makes me cum on another level. Goes to show you…size though visually appealing, has about zero to do with who is going to be better at fucking me stupid.
Back to Rob. I did some edging with Rob yesterday. I’m going to tell you about the edging because the one thing that I had the most fun with yesterday was edging Rob. It really was a sexually fantastic time. I made Rob fuck me first because I knew he was going to want me to edge him. Since the first time I edged him, he was hooked. It’s all he wants to do now. He’d rather get edged than destroy my pussy with his cock. And I get it. There are times when I’d rather a guy jerk my clit off than have his dick in me. Which is why I keep Scott as my cuckold. He’s the perfect little cuckold pet. His dick is useless to me, so when I'm not in the mood for a real dick inside of me, I have Scott satisfy me with his mouth and hands instead. It's my little twisted game, and as far as I can tell…we both love every minute of it. Anyway, Rob has fucked many chicks, which surprises me that I’m the first one to edge him. It seems like such a fun and nice thing to do for a man that it boggles my mind that chicks don’t do it on the regular. I worked his dick painfully slow for about an hour. Oddly enough, Rob was tired of it after about half an hour and begged to cum. He complained that I was taking too long and that he wanted to cum. Again, Too bad. First, I was enjoying working his dick for him, and second, If I’m edging you or doing anything else to your dick, you are on my schedule. You are done when I say you're done, and I wasn’t done. It was too much fun to watch the huge head of his dick turn bright purple and then leave it twitching until it returned to its tannish pink color. It was even more fun to listen to him complain about how his dick hurt from being hard to long. When I decided I wanted to see him pump jizz from the little cum slit on his dick, I made him work for it. I lightly stroked my fingertips against the ridge of his cock head to the point it grew even more swollen and angry purplish in its painfully aroused condition. It was amazing to see a penis as big and strong as Rob's wriggle around in agony, wanting to cum. The power I have over him through his dick is pure bliss. So, instead of stopping when I thought he was going to pop, I lightly tapped the head with one finger about every two seconds. When his cock started jerking around, I stopped altogether and watched it seize up and jerk around for about ten seconds, waiting for it to pump sperm. And when it did, he went full tard as his cock poured thick, chunky jizz onto his stomach. It was a good 20-second orgasm. I was jealous of him for having such a good one. When I say he went full tard…I mean it. He made the dumbest faces and the most ridiculous noises ever, and when he finally finished, the dummy told me he loved me. I love it when guys do that. Not because he loves me, which he doesn’t, but because I turned him stupid via his dick to the point he thinks he does. There is something about short-circuiting a man's brain through his dick that makes my pussy melt. I wasn’t quite done, though. I told him I would eat his sperm off of his belly if he would taste his own cum. He said no. So I got him a rag to clean up with. He changed his mind and said he would sample his own jizz if I would eat his nut. So I scooped up a hefty chunk of his jizz and fed it to him. He didn’t even flinch. So I scooped up another chunk and then another, and then I had to stop because he would have eaten his whole load, the kinky fucker. I wanted some for myself, so I slurped up the cum that was left on his stomach and then sucked the remaining post-cum jizz out of his dick. He got dressed, patted me on the head, and said it was an amazing time and that he’d get ahold of me next week. I do love a no strings attached fuck buddy, and he’s the absolute perfect one
Sometimes I just see a guy in a store, and we lock eyes, and it makes me want to fuck. That shocks guys. Quick note: I can tell this blog is going long, so quit now or be ready to read. Anyway, guys are bewildered by my unapologetic sexuality, and I have no idea why. Especially since the same thing happens to them with women. Guys have a dick, and I have a clit….they both do the same thing…get hard, beg to get their heads rubbed, and want to be fucked. I used to blame the testosterone for my insatiable pussy cravings, but even without it, I'm still aching for a hard dick in my guts pretty much every damn day. It’s been like this since I started high school, and I know my pussy wreaked havoc on cocks and egos back then. Guys were terrified of me in those days. Mostly because they pumped cum in ten seconds or less just by being touched. One guy cried after his testicles unexpectedly pumped cum out of his dick before I could even get it out of his pants. But I earned my reputation one cock at a time, and all the people who did their best to shame me…well, that didn’t work out so well for them. Especially if you look at them now. For the most part, I would say I ended up on top. Drugs, alcohol, and fast food got the majority of them. Shitty relationships and jobs got the rest. I moved through life, emptying testicles and having orgasms. No drugs, drinking, or bad habits are or were ever required. I wouldn’t change a thing about it.
Rob is seeing me today. He’s coming to the house on his lunch break, which always turns into an extended afternoon. Good thing he’s the boss, or I’d only have a few minutes of his dick making soup out of my insides. I’ll let you know how that goes. Jake doesn’t know Rob is going to pump cum in me today…he will most likely wonder why his dick feels so small when he slips it into me later on tonight. I’ll tell him if he asks. Jakes's dick is quite a bit smaller and thinner than Rob's, so he will notice I’m sporting the advanced user pussy that Rob will leave behind for him. Still, even with the smaller dick…the sex with Jake really is that much better than everyone else. He just has a way of using it to make my insides melt. But I can’t pass up Rob’s penis. It is beautiful, and I can’t wait to hold it in my hands this afternoon.
Dry day yesterday. No dicks slipped inside any of my holes. I guess that’s okay. My pussy and ass have been ingesting massive amounts of sperm lately. Both holes seem to suck up every drop of jizz like it’s the last drink of cum they will ever get. So much so that If I could get impregnated, and I wish I could because that turns me on to the point of insanity, I would have a whole army of mini-me's brewing inside me by now. Being married and having another man's kid in my guts…sexually intoxicating. I’d tell you that it’s just a fantasy, but I know it all too well and have always wished to expand on that…again…and again. I know, weird, but I'm an unapologetic lover of all things kinky, so no point in thinking I’ll change. Still, and I have always known this, Infidelity has always been my starting point for sexual fantasies. Still is, always will be. No point in trying to steer it another way when it’s working so well for me.
Went to bed with Jake still dripping out of my butt. That was much nicer than it sounds. Just saying. Had one of those unbelievable anal orgasms. My brain turned off, drool hanging out of my mouth, unable to speak for a few minutes. That kind of anal orgasm. I can never get the cum out of my colon. It just sticks in there like glue, and truthfully, once you get used to feeling sperm in your guts…you want as much of it as you can get.
I should have led with I wrote this last night and never posted it. Now you know.
Jake laughed at me when I came tonight. I found that to be a bit…I don’t know… embarrassing. I like to do missionary with Jake. I like to kiss him and wrap my arms and legs around him when his dick is in me. So, we are looking at each other when we cum. But…I don’t laugh at him when he sounds like a retarded dog when he orgasms…and he does. For all his super cool persona, when he cums, it sounds like I’m beating a mentally handicapped dog. I find it sexy, actually, that my body can do that to his brain. Still, I can’t help it that his dick makes me twitch and make stupid faces. He should be happy I do. Am I upset? No, I’m not. I think it’s because I want him to like me so much that I don’t want to look silly in front of him. But…when I cum…I cum hard and I do a lot of silly things and make a lot of silly noises. That isn’t going to change. Doesn’t really matter. He went home tonight, but on his way out, he turned around and kissed me and said he loved me and he hoped I felt the same way about him. I told him it was a little soon for me, but I think that I do, and I’m really feeling him in the best of ways, which is very true. Jake may be the one. He won’t be my husband, but he might be the one to take my husband's place permanently, which sounds perfectly amazing to me. I will tell Scott this very thing when he gets home tonight. See how he takes it. Either way, he will be sleeping in a bed with Jake's sperm splattered here and there.
Had a great self-pleasuring session with Scott today. I admit it. My body pretty much collapsed and shut down with the intensity of my orgasm. Seeing Scott’s hand going faster and faster until his jizz poured out of the head of his dick while he made a crazy amount of moans and gasps fired my pussy up into overdrive. He then took his cum slick fingers and licked them clean, getting every drop of his own nut. Watching him do that gives me this wild mix of sensations... I can't help but feel a crazy mix of arousal and disgust, but it only adds fuel that makes my clit massive and hard as a rock. I’ll never get tired of it. Probably because I know he only does it in hopes to please me. Honestly, who cares why I like it so much…I just know I do, and if it keeps giving me orgasms like it did today…then, I’m all in.
I was vicious today. I confessed to him how I willingly spread my legs for Jake at his every whim. How the woman he calls his wife has surrendered not only her body but her heart to a superior man. Jake reigns as king in Scott’s own home, using his wife’s throat as a drain for his cum every morning while Scott wanders around, banned from his own home. And when it was time for Jake to leave, I bid him farewell with passionate kisses. In contrast, I dismiss Scott with contempt and order him to leave before Jake arrives to try his best to pump a baby in my guts in Scott’s own bed. It’s almost disconcerting how much I enjoy emasculating Scott. He drives me on because no matter how evil I become, his cock will harden into granite. The pure sexual and emotional power I have over him leaves me feeling invigorated, knowing that I can make his body respond to me in the most primal and submissive way possible. To make things even more kinky, weird, and hot as fuck…It’s still fascinating how my perception of Scott has transformed in the past year. Despite his supposed 7 inches of manhood, when I lay eyes on it, all I see is a feeble and inadequate appendage. Despite his physical size, I can't help but feel like I have reduced him to a pathetic little thing of a man. Whenever he opens his mouth, all I hear is a feeble, nasally whine. It's almost comical how small and powerless he seems in my presence. Maybe I’m nuts, maybe I’m not…but does it matter? I have no control over the fact that it turns my clit into a rock-hard mini cock when I think about how I have successfully reduced him to a pathetic, neutered excuse for a man. It's what fuels my sex drive, and lately, my desire for cock is off the charts.
I had sperm leaking out of my asshole onto my sheets and was laughing about it with Jake, the same guy who put the jizz in my guts in the first place when my husband called and asked if he was allowed to cum back home last night. I looked at Jake, and he said he wanted to stay the night, so Scott slept somewhere else…again last night. I’ll masturbate thinking about that later today for sure.
For the first time ever, Jake woke me up by rubbing the head of his cock on my lips. That made me laugh. He has figured out that one of my great pleasures in life is taking his cock in my mouth in the morning before he wakes up. This morning Jake served me cock breakfast in bed. His first ejaculation of the day is always so thick and chunky. I love the way it feels when his nut is pushed out of the tip of his cock into my mouth. I can feel the thick chunky globs of cum on my tongue. I like to swirl them around and dissolve them a little bit before swallowing it. It just has the robust taste that sperm has. It’s an acquired taste for sure, but once one acquires it…it’s pure heaven. It leaves that cum aftertaste for most of the day afterward, and that keeps me fired up. I often wonder when I’m talking to people if they can smell the jizz on my breath. I always hope they do. Anyway, Jake poured his cum into my mouth, feeding me properly for the day. We hung out in bed, talked about life in general, and made plans for tomorrow and this weekend. He asked me if I would ever consider moving into his place full-time or have him move in. I told him I would think about it. But I doubt it. I like my alone time, and that’s hard to do with swinging cocks all around you. Today, I want to fly solo and rub one out on my own while playing a mental porn movie of all the hot shit we did last night and today. Jake is still hesitant about me doing that. He thinks it is because he’s not satisfying me. He is. More than anyone else has to date, and that’s saying something. I like masturbating all by my lonesome once in a while. I can edge my pussy to perfection, and the orgasms last so long it almost seems dangerous. He asked if he could watch, and I said no. When I rub one out, unless it’s with Scott, I just want alone time with my pussy and clit. I like Scott to watch because it seems so cruel to make him watch me masturbate while I tell him about how I spread my legs so wide for other men, and he gets nothing. Talk about a mind-blowing cum…those rubout sessions with Scott are always some of the best.
Left a little jizz in the pool. It didn't stay inside me when Jake pulled out. Thats what chlorine is for...just saying.
One complaint about Jake. His dick has had a strange flavor, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Then it hit me - it tasted like soap! And after further inquiry, not just any soap, but some miracle body wash that supposedly lasts for days. Jake was surprised about this issue, thinking his soapy aroma was a turn-on. But after explaining that I wanted to taste dick, not dish detergent, he got it. He even searched online for tasteless soap, but I reassured him that regular old bar soap would do the trick. As long as his beautiful dick and perfect balls stop tasting like Palmolive, we're good to go. And let's be real. His scented body can still take advantage of that never-ending soap supply. Just keep it away from the nether regions, please.
The second cum dump was on my tits. Nice thick, stringy ropes that just begged to be licked clean.
It was pretty good for a second cum shot. Some of you have balls that start dry heaving after the first cum. Some of you, like Connor, can pump a gallon every damn time. Jake didn't do bad for his second cum shot. I'm weirding him out now that he's part of the Brookes World of Porn. But he's got that look in his eye now...the look that says, "Now that I'm in...I don't want to leave!" I hope he never does. I mentioned I would love to have Scott lick his sperm off my tits, and I could see the concern in his eyes. He said that sounded awful but now that I said it...he needed to see it. So...maybe next time, I'll get a video of Scott trying to chow down some of Jake's testicle snot. I'd prefer it to be cumming out of my asshole, but the tits would give a better view of the total humiliating domination I am imposing on Scott as Jake's sperm drips from his nose. Fuck, that sounds awful...for Scott, but man, does it make my clit stand up, and take notice! It's an amazing time to be alive...just saying!
Sucking the sperm out of Jakes balls with my pussy.
Keeping you up to date with Jake. Jake tells me today that he knows about my porn and all of that. Said he knew who I was from watching Brazzers. He says he didn’t want to say anything, so I didn’t think he just wanted to get with a porn chick for a quick fuck. All is good on my end. Now, he knows much more than he did yesterday and says he’s all good with it. He also wants to help me do my pics and videos, so today was his training day and first sperm drip debut. Here’s a video of me sucking the sperm out of his balls with my pussy. Enjoy
