I’ve stayed with my husband instead of spreading my wings in and taking flight as a BBW goddess because cheating on him in BBW porn is so much sweeter than normal sex. Let’s talk about one such indulgence, and how it made my insides flutter just to touch his hard cock and suck on his balls.
I’d just had a drink, I remember I’d imported some nice wine on his dime and I was feeling quite frisky. That’s when I saw one of the guests I didn’t recognize. I always have guests of some sort over, it makes me feel less lonely, and he wasn’t on my list. I had assumed a plus one, but the idea that it was some party crasher here to get in someone’s panties had mine dripping my juices down my leg from an overflowing desire to get between his and have him thrusting up into me like an animal. I took my time sauntering over, daydreaming about all the dick I’d have soon, only to find out once I made it that he was taken by some other BBW sex slut. Someone’s husband, some stud they’d captured and proclaimed theirs. I wasn’t having that, I took his hand and snuck him away, knowing damn well he was only following out of curiosity. Curiosity quickly turned into a need to cum, as I started jerking him off the moment we left sight. A gentle temptation, a stroke here, a touch there, my fingers like hot eggs cooking in a pot quickly becoming something to indulge in. I didn’t need his permission, my little test had worked, and I knew I had it. I licked my lips, kissed him hard while pumping him, and took great joy in his cum spraying on the hallway wall behind us. At this point there wasn’t turning back for him, there was evidence, he’d have to play my game and that meant cumming in my pussy and treating me like a breeding phone sex slut.
