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Good son

Hot as Fuck

Me and my lovers agreed that one of them would get me pregnant. Whoever does it first

After a couple of years cheating and my son encouraging me I decided that I would get pregnant from one of my lovers and make my husband think it's his. I get so turned on thinking about that. Until now my lovers were only allowed to cum in my ass or my mouth. But now they are giving me creampies all the time. The hottest part is I will never know which one of my lovers will be the father. I want all of them to cum inside me on the same day

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My 59 yo cock lovin' wife

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Dressed for her Bull while I was at work

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Young wife posed for me before leaving on a girl's night. What I didn't know at the time was that the girl's night was just cover. She was actually dating a guy who had hit on her in the grocery store and her friends were covering for her.

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My wife dressing for her Bull

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Girl's Night

Back in the 80s my wife had a married friend, Darla, who when they first met was a divorced mom several years older than her, though engaged to be married. Their friendship got off to a slow start but by the time Darla's engagement had ended and she had a new husband they were starting to hang out together. Day time meetings were a little difficult as both were moms with young kids and baby sitters were not so available during school hours and neither had much allowance for baby sitters in the family budget.

At some point the two of them realized they both had built-in full time baby sitters and moved most of their time together to evenings after both husbands were home from work and could watch the kids. My wife was never much of a party-goer or club type, and their girl's nights started out as time spent shopping, going out to eat, and occasionally a final stop for a nightcap.

They couldn't always make it happen but they tried to get together about once a week. Usually they were home by 10 PM or so, not long after the malls had closed and they had stopped off for a drink and to wind down before getting home and back to kids and family responsibilities.

Eventually they asked us husbands if we would watch the kids for them to enjoy a shopping weekend in San Antonio, and of course, we agreed. Neither of us had any reason to suspect anything and neither of us had any idea of what they actually had planned.

Darla had a custom van set up for the occasional camping outing at state parks and she wanted to take it on their trip. As we had only one vehicle at the time it was pretty much the only practical choice anyway. They left together on a Friday morning, planning to do some shopping that afternoon, find a hotel for the night, and have dinner....or so they said. They were going to shop until they dropped on Saturday, spend one more night, and drive home Sunday afternoon.

As I found out many many years later what they said they had planned and what they actually had planned were very different. They did shop on Friday afternoon....for something to wear later that night, and they did have a late dinner, but after changing clothes in Darla's van they headed straight for a club.

The actual plan was to go clubbing, see if they might encounter any interesting guys, and then use Darla's van to fuck. They had agreed that my wife would get the first chance to use the van and Darla would go next....if things worked out the way they hoped.

They split up inside the club and lost track of each other for awhile, but it wasn't long at all before a young Hispanic guy approached my wife and asked if he could buy her a drink. I say young now, but given that at the time my wife was in her mid-20s they were really both about the same age. They sat together drinking at the bar, one thing led to another, and my wife found herself publicly making out with a stranger, a liberty she had never indulged with me, always claiming to dislike such a public display of lustful affection. When we were still dating she'd even slapped me once for putting my hands on her ass while we were dancing.

When the make out session progressed to the point her new friend has his hand under her skirt fingering her married pussy my wife decided it was time to move things out to Darla's van. He didn't require much convincing and they headed out to the parking lot with his arm around my wife's waist. In the van the make out session continued with her skirt up, and “Club Guy”....by the time my wife had told me about this she'd forgotten his name so that is how we refer to him now....got his hands between her leg again and fingered her wet cunt as they kissed.

My wife had cheated before but only with men she knew through work or other activities, never with a stranger she had just met less than an hour before in a club. With a rather large buzz from all the alcohol the thought was making her feel more than a little slutty and she rather shamelessly announced to CG....”I want to suck your cock,” as she unzipped his pants and extracted it with some difficulty from his tight jeans, already hard.

“Looks like your ready for me,” she told him. His cock was nice and thick, bigger than mine, sporting a nice purple helmet, but for her still an easy sucking length. She loves to suck cock, and has told me many times that she especially loves when her oral talents make a guy weak in the knees and get him trembling as he is about to cum down her throat. She engulfed his cock with one motion until her lips were wrapped around the base and she could feel his balls against her chin.

Then she felt him shudder and realized if she kept it up it wouldn't be much longer until he came and she wanted to fuck, not end things with a blowjob. “Don't cum yet,” she ordered, “I want you in me.�� CG had been sitting on a bench seat in the back of the van, my wife kneeling in front of him to suck his cock. She laid back and opened her legs saying “fuck me, I want you to fuck me.” He dropped between her legs and rather frantically tore out the crotch of her pantyhose, rolling the rubber my wife handed him onto his throbbing cock, then plunging it into her cheating cunt.

She wrapped her legs around him digging her heels into his back but if he noticed he didn't care. Their mouths were locked together as he pumped in and out of my wife, fucking her pussy with his cock and her mouth with his tongue. She threw her hips up to match every thrust into her and strained to cum before her tight pussy drained him, but he couldn't stop himself from coming and it was over for her much too soon. They endured some awkward moments and he apologized and thanked her before scurrying out of the van and out into the darkened parking lot looking for his car.

My wife made her way back into the club searching for Darla to let her know the van was clear for any time she wanted to take her turn. She found her friend sitting with two young offshore oil rig workers enjoying a party weekend before their upcoming copter flight back to the rig on Monday. Darla introduced my wife, Denise, to her new friends, and both seemed chuffed at the prospect of hooking up with two horny married women on their own for the weekend.

Before my wife could sit down and join them, Darla jumped up and excused the two of them for a trip to the ladies room. She told my wife that if it was alright with her she wasn't going to use the van, she wanted everyone to get to know each other a little better in the club and then head to a motel. My wife told her “ok, we'll see, maybe, if I like one of them and we can agree on who gets who.”

So she joined them, had a few more drinks, fueling and maintaining her buzz, and found herself in the mood for the prospect of continuing festivities. It didn't take long before the four of them were making out, and it didn't take a whole lot of making out before the guys were fully charged and ready for more. The guys had been a lot more circumspect about their drinking, concentrating and keeping their horny married friends drunk and well lubricated with alcohol, so neither woman was in condition to drive.

Darla rode up front with her new guy and my wife got in the backseat with hers. They weren't even out of the parking lot before my wife and her new man were back to heavily making out, but in the relative privacy of the car he got her tits out to suck on and was fingering her openly. Even though it was only a short drive to the nearest decent hotel the two of them were already fucking before they got there. My wife only paused fucking long enough to hand Darla our credit card and tell her to get two rooms, not one as originally planned when the van was going to be for fucking and a hotel room a private respite for just the two of them.

My wife's oil worker, we'll call him OW, peeled himself off her and each couple made their way to their own room. Here my wife gets a little sketchy and reserved with the details but they apparently continued fucking as they had in the car, without a rubber. He promised he'd pull out when the time came, but of course, when the time did come, so did he, and without making even the slightest attempt to extract his cock from the hot grasping wrapper of my wife's married cunt.

At that point she decided what was done was done and rubbers were forgotten about for the rest of the weekend. They slept, fucked some more, slept again, fucked some more....slept briefly again...and OW relentlessly pounded that cheating pussy each time he was able to recover. More or less the same was occurring in the room with her friend, or so my wife assumed. As Saturday dawned, shopping was forgotten. They took a break with the guys, ate, became couples for the weekend, held hands walking along the Riverwalk, made out, had dinner, more drinks, and headed back to the motel for more fucking.

Late that night, while OW slowly pumped his cock into my wife, she called and told me that Darla and her were having such a good time and were so worn out from all the shopping they'd like to stay over on Sunday and just relax around the motel and recover before having to drive back home...if that was alright. I had no reason to object, Darla's hubby it turns out was not so sanguine about another day of babysitting....but then the kids he was babysitting were step kids he didn't even yet know all that well, not his own.

Of course there wasn't much relaxing, but there was a lot of drinking, making out, cock-sucking, and fucking. OW fucked my wife more times that weekend than I had in the previous few months. That weekend completely changed the character of their previous girl's nights from innocently friendly girl time to what my wife now says is what a girl's night is really all about: meeting and fucking hot guys.

From my perspective, nothing had changed. My wife never left to meet her friend dressed in anything but jeans, a modest top, and running shoes. She took a denim miniskirt and a small top in her purse, changed into them in her friend's van, and donned the heels her friend kept in the van for her. I've included a photo of her in that skirt and top, taken by her friend.

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Extremely hot Cheating Story from Reddit.....

Cheated on my husband with my stalker

A week ago I didn’t think I was capable of doing this to my husband but two days ago we left the kids at home and went to a Christmas Party with some friends. We got separated and I got more than a little tipsy and wandered outside, I don’t know what I was thinking but for the past 5 years of my 6 year marriage an older gentleman (“gentle” in sarcastic quotation marks) stalked and harassed me until I had to go dark on social media because apparently he thought he had a chance with me and intimidation and sexist remarks were gonna make me leave my husband for him.

I’ve never found myself attracted to the man, he is at first glance what you think of when you say “basement dweller” but also more than 20 years my senior. Well this night he decided to step out of his basement and follow me to my friend’s place. He was no less leery, entitled or rude than before but for reasons I’m still trying to understand the cocktail of booze and his brazenness worked on me. I remember next undressing in the backseat of his car. Though I wanted to call what we did “fucking” to my shock I came so hard it was more like “making love” but to a man I hated. I ended up giving him my new number and waiting by my phone for him to call or message me. I don’t know why I enjoyed it so much or why I want it to happen again. I couldn’t conceive of sleeping with a man other than my husband earlier that night. 😣

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She Did It Again

Brought my stalker home with me (had sex)

So this is a follow up from my previous post. I ran into a guy who had been stalking me since he introduced himself as a neighbor 5 years ago. My husband and I have been married for 6 and early on I could tell he was envious and harassed me with comments about my breasts, etc while calling my husband a loser, etc. I ended up deleting my social media accounts but a few days ago ran into him while drunk at a friend’s party. I didn’t know if it was the booze or not but the vibe I got off him suddenly turned me on and we had sex in his car. At first I kinda hated how good it felt, as though I could feel that wanted by anybody even more than my husband, it was like nothing I’ve experienced. Yesterday, he texted me and I let him come over when my husband was at work. I was kinda hoping without being drunk this wouldn’t feel as good. It was actually even better. I told myself I’d do this to have one final fling but now I can’t wait to have him again.

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Christmas dinner

When your wife comes home after fucking her boss at the company Christmas party.

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Extract from Mary Russel TEDx talk 2014

So now let me address the controversial statement: men should accept cuckoldry without fear.

Infidelity is not just an option for females, it’s the preferred strategy. Let me prove it. Studies have found that females have more one-night-stands when they are in an established relationship then when they are single? Fact, females have more casual sex as “cheats” than they do as “singles”. 

[As I have already explained] promiscuity suits both genders: in reproductive terms it results in gene diversity in the offspring. However, the parental burden is asymmetrical. Females, particularly human females, shoulder the vast majority of the burden. As a consequence they must have help. 

This means that for females, a reliable, long-term bonded partner is required – a husband. This is a female’s prime directive, and once this is secured, procreation can be enjoyed… and so can promiscuity. However, such promiscuity should be clandestine, shouldn’t it, lest it creates jealousy and threaten the marriage. But need that really be the case? In relationship terms, promiscuity is high risk for females, and in reproductive terms potentially catastrophic for males – or that was the case pre-contraception.  

Post-contraception, promiscuity becomes simply a gratuitous indulgence. So in the 21st century, in terms of reproductive strategy, just how dreadful is the adulterous wife for the cuckold husband? Answer: not very. She will have her cake and eat it, she can have multiple sex partners and she can have security.

So how does this manifest itself in cultural tends. One observation from the data is that adulterous women are far more likely to stay in a marriage than adulterous men. the divorce stats bear this out. In the US, for divorces that cite adultery as fault, men and women are sued in roughly equal numbers. But here is the key stat: for divorces that cite abandonment, the overwhelming majority of defendants are men; and research shows that when men leave, it is most often to be with another woman. 

So from that we can draw the following: Rule 1: Adulterous women keep good husbands Rule 2: Single women steal good husbands

What does this tell us about the risks of adultery. Well, if you are a good husband and treasure your marriage, don’t worry about your beautiful wife straying from the marital bed; it’s single women you should be worried about. An adulterous wife is very unlikely to end a marriage, it’s a jealous husband that will end it. Equally an adulterous wife is far, far less likely to terminate a marriage than an adulterous husband. Male adultery is a far bigger risk to a marriage than female adultery.

So men, if you discover your wife has strayed or is having an affair, it’s not the disaster you might think it is. Don’t panic, stay strong, say nothing and leave it alone. If you are actually the good husband you think you are she will still love you the same and keep you. And consider this: if her affairs make your happy wife a happier wife, there are no losers.

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An unexpected night with my wife

Home Invasion

It was a Friday night, we'd been drinking quite a bit and pretty much fell into bed around midnight and were out like a light. She was wearing a nightgown and I was in house pants, effectively pajama bottoms, and tshirt. Apparently, wasted as we were, we forgot all about locking the house up before we went to sleep, and about 2am we woke up to a couple of guys in our bedroom.

They could have left without ever coming in to the bedroom because they'd already ransacked the place with us asleep, but I'd left my computer on to my flickr page and they saw it. They checked out the photos of my wife and decided they were going to fuck her. I was really out of it because they'd also gotten into my tools and found some big plastic ties and I woke up groggily to find my wrists and ankles bound and the two of them working on my wife. When they noticed me struggling one of the came over to me and added duct tape to the ties around my wrists and ankles.

They put duct tape over our mouths. It was really too dark to see her eyes but from her body language I could tell she was scared. While I struggled one of them worked his way underneath my wife and was holding her wrists over her head and the other was using his knee to force her thighs apart. One of them said to me: "may as well relax, we're going to fuck your wife and we're going to be awhile. Don't worry, you can watch," and laughed.

They took turns fucking her. The first one to fuck her came pretty quick and his buddy took his place between her legs. As he fucked her, he told her she had a damn tight cunt for a mom. He lasted a lot longer than his buddy, and then he told him to get his phone so they could make some memories, clearly amused by his “wit.” His friend just laughed and said “good idea, bro.”

“Are you ready to find out if this whore can suck a cock?” When they took the duct tape off her mouth my wife immediately started talking....she promised she'd do whatever they wanted if they just promised not to hurt us. “But not here,” she said, “not with my husband right here.” They said “no way, we're not leaving him in here by himself. “You'll do what we want right here or we will fuckin' hurt you, fuck you both up. But if it makes you feel better,”...and one of them removed a pillow case from a pillow and pulled it over my head.

“That better baby,” he asked? “You better fuckin' be nice to us.”

“Now show us what you can do honey, it's time to suck some cock.” I couldn't see anything but I could still hear.

“Oh fuck yeah,” was the next thing I heard from them....”throat it bitch”...then the sound of my wife gagging. “That's it honey, check that gag reflex”.....”oh yeah, fuck.....this bitch could suck a golf ball through a garden hose, maybe we should take her home with us.”

I could hear one of them rummaging through my nightstand, and then he said "fuck, check this shit out...somebody likes their astroglide" (I had an open bottle in there and two fresh bottles still in their packages...what can I say, I love to edge). I heard the other one grunt and say ...”fuck, I'm gonna cum.” My wife was gagging a little again so I assumed he had his cock down her throat.

“Damn, that was good, you gotta get some of this,” he told his friend. “Later,” he replied, “right now I'm going to put this lube to use and fuck the whore in the ass.” I could feel him climb up on the bed and then say, “here bitch, be a good girl and lube up my cock so I can give that big ass a try.” Next thing I heard was “oh fuck, the shit hole on this slut is tight,” he said, “her cunt was a little loose for my taste but her shit tunnel is wicked tight.”

“Don't make me do all the work now bitch, you need to be nice to us.”

“Your turn now, work that ass on my cock, get your groove on. Push back on it.”

I could hear her grunting in time with his thrusts. “Oh yeah,” he said, “the slut has done this before.”

“Work it baby. Oh fuck this shit is tight. Mmmmm...like that baby.” he asked her?” Since I couldn't see I only found out later he had started to finger her clit. “Tell me you love it, tell me. “Tell me you love my cock up your ass.”

“I love your cock up my ass,” she said unconvincingly.

“I knew you would you nasty whore,” he told her. He had pushed her down onto the bed, topping her, one hand under her fingering her, and I could hear the bed springs start slowly squeaking while he mercilessly pounded her ass. “Like that honey,” he asked?

“Oh,” was her only reply. Then “oh no, oh no....oh my god...no........oh god no,” she moaned clearly on the verge of cumming. “Oh god...” she chanted.....”oh god no."

“Get off her, my turn,” I heard the other one say.

“She loves it up the ass,” his bud replied as I felt him getting off the bed. “Fuckin' slut loves it up the ass. Did you see how hard the whore came?

“Fuck. I'm still hard, can't decide if I want throat or cunt now.”

“Bitch can suck some cock. Just fuck her throat for now, we'll dp the whore later.”

My wife was gagging again, more now than previously and I heard the one in her mouth say....that's it, gag on that cock you fuckin' whore. Oh yeah, that's it, suck it.....fuck does your mouth feel hot....now suck my balls....that's it, get them both in your mouth....oh yeah....fuck does this whore know how to work a cock he cried out. Look at this chick swallow my fuckin' cock he said. I'm all the way down the slut's throat.....we may have to come back and get some more of this bitch...fuck is this good.

They way they had the bed squeaking I thought it might break.“Bitch can suck a cock can't she,” the guy fucking her ass asked. “And you weren't shitting me” he chuckled, “her shit tunnel is wicked tight. “Fuck,” he said, “feels like I'm having to drill this tunnel out it's so fuckin' tight”....don't think I'm going to last very much longer.” Ughhhh.....ahhhh,” he moaned shortly after.

“I was going to cum down the whore's throat, said his friend, but I think I want another round in her cunt. “Yeah, we need to take a break,” his bud replied, “the bitch is milking us dry. Let's have her bring us a couple drinks.”

“Good idea, get us something slut,”you got vodka? Tequila? Rum? Whatever...just bring us something and be smart, remember, your hubby will be back here with us and we will fuck him up if you pull any shit.” Next thing I know they turned the TV on, “netflix and chill” said one of them and laughed. “Wish we had some porn,” said one of them.”Got any porn,” they asked my wife when she came back with their drinks.

“I'm sure my husband has some on his computer,” she told them. “Fuck yes he does,” they laughed, “we already checked some of it out...you're one of the stars. Why you think we had stopped to fuck you....no point in jacking off to some photos when we got you right here to fuck.”

“Come sit here by me and my boy,” he told her patting the bed, “let's get better acquainted, maybe we can be friends. We'll take it a little slower this time, get to know each other.”

“You like to make out baby? Show us some love, get our cocks nice and hard again, and we'll fuck you, we know you love it. But this time you're going to have to ask nicely. Beg a little for us to fuck you. Bet hubby has never heard you beg for his cock..It's only right he gets to hear his wife begging for some cock, don't ya think?”

I couldn't tell exactly what was happening. No one was talking but I could hear what I guess you would call sounds of passion and they were apparently taking turns making out with my wife and sucking on her big tits. The silence was broken when one of them said ...”I love your big titties honey....you like to have them sucked?....I'm not a lip reader baby....you like your titties sucked....say it....we need to hear it. Say it. Hubby wants to know too, don't you hubby,” he said, and finally after a little more coaxing I heard my wife utter a quiet “yes.” We can barely hear you honey,” he chided, “yes, what, tell us what you like,” and to my surprise she said “yes,” again, followed by “yes, I like my tits sucked.”

I was later to have my suspicion confirmed that at this point my wife was on top of him. She had straddled him earlier in order to make out as he commanded. He was playing with her tits and sucking them. I had no idea how much time had passed but I sensed she must have been making out with him and having her titties sucked for quite some time. There wasn't much talking but I could hear the unmistakable sounds of kissing. The friend I now know was between me and them on the bed, just watching and stroking his cock. Finally I heard him say, “it looks like you may have found yourself a new girlfriend,” the reply to which was, even by just the sound of it, a smirking “sorta looks that way, don't it.” The friend then said, “yeah motherfucker, get a room,” and laughed.

My imagination of what must be happening with my wife was running wild. I heard “oh no, you heard what I told you.” Next, it sounded like my wife whispered something, and I heard a “what honey?”....”I can't hear you and neither can anyone else.” Then my wife said aloud, softly, but still loud enough for me to clearly hear, “will you fuck me.” “What” he said in reply, “what, still can't hear you,” and my wife said “fuck me.”

“Is that any way to ask for a favor?” he said. “Didn't mommy and daddy teach you any manners? What do you say?” “Please,” was her reply. “Please what baby,” he said in return. “Please fuck me?” she replied. “You're gonna have to do better than that,” he told her, “let's hear a little more sincerity.”

“Please fuck me,” she pleaded, “PLEASE.” “That's better,” he said, “now tell me you love me.” “What?” she said. “You heard me, tell me you love love.” There was a long pause before my wife said robotically “I love you baby, please fuck me.”

Then, to the surprise of all of us I think, even his friend, he said, “no,” followed by another long pause before he said, “but I will let you show me how much you want it by fucking me. I want to see those big tits while you ride my cock. You do all the fucking while I just lay here.”

There was movement on the bed, and I heard my wife moan “ahhhh” as she apparently sunk her married cunt down on his cock, and once more, the bed began to squeak. “Oh yeah honey, that's it, ride that cock like the slut you are.”

“Get in here and get ready to take that ass,” he ordered his friend. “This whore wants to be doubled. Don't ya slut.” The bed continued to squeak but my wife remained silent. “I asked you a question whore,” he shouted. “You want my friend to take your ass while you ride my cock?” “Yes,” my wife answered. “Yes what whore?” he asked again. “Yes I want your friend to fuck me in the ass while I ride your cock.”

“You heard the whore,” he said, “she wants your cock in her ass, so let her have it.”

She likes it,” he said to his friend, and laughed. “If the cunt's husband could see the look on her face right now he'd shit,” he said, laughing some more. “Hey hubby,” he directed to me, “you married a huge fucking slut.”

My wife didn't say anything but I could hear the noises she was making. I had been telling myself she was doing what she felt she had to do, but I could hear the sounds of sex: wet sloppy sounds, skin slapping, and the bed squeaking out a steady deliberate rhythm, and I began to think he was telling the truth, In spite of myself I found the thought tremendously arousing. Not being able to see for myself because of the pillow case over my head, the sounds poured into me and were amplified by my imagination.

Then I heard my wife get vocal. “Ugh, ugh, ugh” she sputtered. I could hear the smug arrogance in the voice that next said “you want us to stop?"...along with a rising crescendo and increasing rhythm from the squeaking bed, and my wife just said: “no.” Before I could turn away to hide my arousal, I felt the cold bedroom air on my now stiff cock and flushed with shame and embarrassment knowing that my cock had escaped my pajamas and waved to anyone who looked my own involuntary complicity in what was happening.

Afterwards, my wife rolled off and ended up laying right beside me, spent. “I'm sorry,” she said, “I couldn't help it,” sounding like she might be crying a little. The bed was still for several minutes, then one of them, I guessed the less dominate of the two, rolled off the bed on the other side and said to his friend, “we need to get going. It's going to get light out pretty soon.” The more dominate one appeared to be still laying on the bed, my wife between us. He said, “Ok, get everything in the car and wait for me, I won't be long.”

I felt movement again on the bed and felt extra weight to my side and knew he had moved on top of my wife. The bed was still for a moment and quiet. Then I felt a weight on me and a steady movement and realized that my wife had opened her leg's for him and he was fucking her. With his weight on her she couldn't scoot away from me and couldn't open her legs to him without draping her right leg over me. Every thrust into her cunt transferred the movement from her leg to me and made me an inadvertent partner to their coupling.

The steady slow squeak... squeak...squeak...squeak, of the bed was the only sound for a while, until I began to hear a high pitched but low volume, “oh...oh...oh...oh” in time with each squeak. Her elbow bumped my head as she moved her arms and I realized she had wrapped them around his neck and pulled him down to kiss her. The “oh....oh....oh” was louder, but muffled now by his mouth upon hers.

I felt her begin thrusting back at him. My cock was again stiff and poking out of my pajamas into the cold bedroom but I didn't want to move away from my contact with her body. The oh oh oh morphed into mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm, and she moaned out “ oh god I can't believe this," and finally a prolonged "ohhhhhhh."

I realized they were making out. It was her kissing him like this after everything that had happened that sent me over the edge and unable to contain myself, my cock, without ever being touched, spurted out four ropes of cum in response.

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