Cheating Wife Phone Sex with Darcy

When your day slows down while I’m away, you’re all alone, and you find yourself thinking of cheating wife phone sex. I know how much you adore me. I can see it in the way you look at me when you think I’m not watching. There’s something so sweet about that kind of devotion, especially from a man who knows he is lucky to even have a woman like me. You want to be enough, and yet there’s something inside you that aches when I remind you that I need more. That I cheat because I need more than you can give me. You know it deep down, even though it makes you uncomfortable. You try to push it away, but it lingers, gnawing at the pit of your stomach, that uncomfortable truth you try to ignore.

I’m not yours, not really. You know that. I may let you care for me. I may let you serve, adore, and crave me. But I will never be confined by your love. I am a woman who lives fully. Who chooses pleasure over pretending. I will never hide my needs or desires, not for you, not for anybody. You understand that now, don’t you? I’m a woman who enjoys cheating on her husband.

The cheating started the first time you caught a scent that wasn’t yours on my skin. It was the very first evening I came home glowing, the flush in my cheeks too fresh, my eyes too calm. You knew. Not because I said anything, but because you felt it. Some part of you knew I had been with someone else, and something inside you twisted. It hurt. Of course it did. That dull, hollow ache started to settle in your chest.

And then something else happened. Your cock stiffened. A strange, unbearable tightness between your legs. It wasn’t like other erections. You didn’t want to be hard, but you were. And you are again right now just thinking about cheating wife phone sex. You try to push it away, but you can’t. It’s already in you too deep. Now, even the thought of me with someone else makes you hard.

I know exactly what that ache does to you. It makes you obedient. Quiet. Needy in all the right ways. Sometimes it makes you anxious and jealous. Sometimes it makes you cry. I don’t even have to be cruel about it. I just have to tell you the truth. I cheat on you because you can’t fully satisfy me. And that no matter how much you beg, you will always come second. I will always crave cheating wife phone sex.

Still, I reward you for your devotion. I offer you affection, praise, caresses… just enough to keep your heart tethered to mine. I come home and kiss you sweetly after another man’s cock has been in my mouth. I let you ache. I let you tend to my freshly fucked swollen pussy. I let you want what you can never fully have. And that’s what keeps you addicted to me, your hot cheating wife. You are a cuckold, and this is your truth. There’s no going back to the way you were before.

 

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“Did she go to bed?”

“Yes, about an hour ago. I can hear her snoring now.”

“I can’t hear you very well, can you speak up?”

“No! She’ll hear me!”

“And what if she did?”

“She would be pissed.”

“Hmmm… maybe we need to springboard off of that tonight then, don’t we, baby?”

I sneak into your living room, wearing my tight-ass black yoga pants with white thin tank top (no bra). I’m barefoot so I can be quiet. You’re sitting on the couch, beer in one hand, tv remote in the other. I giggle as I step in front of you, so you can’t see the tv anymore; I don’t think you care. I take your face in my hand and caress your scruffy chin where your beard is trying to grow in overnight. I lean down and kiss your beer-tinged mouth warmly. I’m here for you now, baby. What are we going to do now? Lead the way.

You pull me down onto your lap; you feel delicious! Immediately, I reach down and go inside your sweat pants and feel for your cock; it’s flaccid, but only for a moment. I roll it around in my hand, sliding it down so I can grasp your balls, too… running my hand all over your groin area, making you hard fast. Yum! You’ve got a hand on one of my tits, making my nipple stand up tight and hard. I pull your head down as I move the shirt out of the way. You begin licking my nipple, then nibbling it. Oh, god, you feel so fucking good already.

I could just sit here and jack you off, but what would my pussy do for fun? I jump off your lap and strip quickly. You, too, pull your clothes off and now we are naked, standing next to each other. We embrace, kissing deeply and hard, caressing each other all over. Your hands are on my breasts and ass, all at the same time. I tweak your nipples and you groan a little. I remind you to be quiet! Your cock is so hard, I want it in me now, so I sit you on the couch and straddle you, lowering my wet cunt onto your rock hard dick. I meow as I feel you fill me. You moan deliciously.

What’s that? Did we hear something? I don’t stop my rocking on your cock, you holding my ass in your hands, one of my hands down on your balls. Out of the corner of my eye I see movement, but am too deep with sex to stop moving. Is she watching? Oh, lord, she is indeed. I find where she is and look at her; he doesn’t see her yet. I look her in her eye and rock my cunt onto her husband. She’s standing there in her pajama gown with flowers on it. I see she is partly horrified and partly mesmerized. I revel in her confusion.

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