The Typical day of a Slut: A Cheating House Wife
I started the morning by walking up my husband and my two lovely children. I made sure to make them breakfast, and make the coffee me and my husband. Once everyone left for school and work, I decided to look over what I needed to do for the day.
After cleaning the kitchen, I got ready for the rest of the day.
First thing was first. I had to check up on a are good neighbor Mr. Howard. He was a younger man that moved in next door because of work. We had only gotten to know each other after his family had a big party; to which my husband seemed to hit it off with Mr. Howards parents.
Mt. Howard was working on his truck that morning, as I said hello. We started to chat for a bit, as I told him about my plans for the day.
âLet make it a quick one then.â Mr. Howard said with a smirk.
Squatting down to his crotch, I pulled down his shorts and underwear and let out his big cock. The musky smell didnât even bother me, as I wrapped my lips around the head and took the whole length in my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth; while I swirled my tongue around his shaft.
Mr. Howard couldnât take much more of my work. I felt his cock throb hard against my tongue as it felt his man milk flood my mouth. I made sure to swallow ever last drop, and clean off the rest of the cum from his cock.
Mr. Howards cum, always stated the best in the morning for some odd reason; which I didnât mind so much. I quickly said my good bye to Mr. Howard as I savored my first meal of the day.
After a nice bus ride; where I was sure that I was groped several times. I arrived at my first stop on my trip; a grocery store called Mathesonâs. I decided that tonightâs dinner was going to be fish related so I bad my way the back of the store where the meat section was located.
While looking around I felt the need to use the ladyâs room; which was located right next to the meat section.
After relieving myself, I looked inside a noticed the rather large circular hole in the bathroom wall. Above the hole was a simple message: âKnock for cockâ. With peeked interest, I gave a series of hard knocks on the wall.
To my delight, out came what was advertised; a rather large cock. With a lick of my lips, I was once again squatting before a cock, my lips and tongue moving around the exposed shaft. Unlike the Mr. Howards cock however, this one wasnât so easily pushed to the limit; much to my delight.
With that understanding in mind, I pulled of my panties and bent down to the dirty floor of the bathroom. Reaching back, I took hold of that cock and guided it inside me. I could hear the man behind the wall, as I started to push my hips back and forth against his shaft; making sure that he could feel my tight wall around his shaft with each movement of my hips.
Eventually, the limit was reached for both of us, as I gave out a last moan; while his semen was being pumped inside me. I felt the cock exit me, a sound of relief and a chuckle came beyond the wall, as I felt something land on my back.
âHereâs some cash slut. It a reward for the extra effort.â I heard from beyond the wall.
When I arrived home, my children were nowhere to be seen. My children usually had after school clubs and sports practices. So, I was alone for most of the evening; well expect for today.
The exception came from a knock on the door. As my sons three âfriendsâ came where at the door to say hello. Of course, I knew the who they were. My son, had told me about a group of young men from his high school that bullied him from time to time.
âHey! Boyâs I want you to meet that wimpâs mom. Wasnât I right about her.â He said with a laugh, as his friend started to eye me up.
I felt the sudden of a hand grabbing my breast, as I looked to see my son âfriendâ groping me.
âWhy donât you let us in. So, we can talk for a bit Mrs.â
I knocked my head in agreement as I let the boys into house.
To be honest, I never cared that the boys were bullying my son. I only cared when they gave me the option to make them stop. With the focus that I give them my body, in exchange for not tormenting my son.
Now, I had three rather well-endowed young men fucking me. So, I had my son to thank for that.
They took me in the living room, which was the usual where we would start. First was the blowjobs, and handjobs. Which I was always fun, because of the boyâs reactions. I would always tease them about not getting any action from the girls at the school. To which they always saw are never as good.
My favorite part was feel their hot sticky semen shot all over me; their young cocks letting out a spray of white milk that I loved on my fair skin. This always seemed to flip my switch; making my cunt dripping wet.
The moment that I felt their cocks inside me was pure bliss. Comparing them to my husband was impossible. Their big young cocks out classed his tenfold. My pussy, my asshole, and my mouth were under their constant assault. I loved being raged dolled by them, being used like a piece of meat. It was a pleasure a few house wives get to experience, once they put a ring around their fingers.
Today, the boys decided to double penetrate me. Something I havenât experienced since my college days. My body was reminded of the pleasure of having two massive cocks fucking my cunt and asshole felt, as they came inside me for the last time.
The boys, now satisfied; just left with happy smiles. One of them even left me money on me cum covered and soaked body.
âLetâs do this again slut.â Would be the last word before the front door closed.
The children had finally come home from their after-school activities, to the smell of a freshly cooked dinner; and not the smell of a house after a very passionate gangbang.
During their dinner, I would get a text message from my lovely husband, that he would be late for work tonight. Leaving me alone and husband-less for another evening.
After the children finished their dinners, I told them to go up to their rooms and get started on the homework, I know their teachers gave them. Leaving me alone in the kitchen to figure out what to do with my lonely evening.
Looking through my phone, I scrolled through the various contacts. Each of the men on here could come over to help me, if I simply asked.
However, a better idea came to my mind.
Walking around the streets of a downtown at night was always the most fun thing for me. Especially when everyone was looking right at me.
During these hours, the town was just full of people looking for a good time; and I was no exception. Although, most would say that my methods were a bit out of the ordinary.
Walking through the streets of a city, in high heels, thigh highs, a mini skirt, and just a bikini top was eye catching to a lot of the men I would walk past, but for the men that were paying attention to me -the ones looking for some action tonight â they read the sign I made that was wrapped around my neck, and bouncing against my large breasts.
âCHEATING BIMBO WIFE! NEEDS BIG COCKS!â
Iâve had this sign since my college days, and it always made the guys go crazy. There was always something about an unsatisfied married woman, that made a man go crazy. It was like they felt a duty to satisfied a slut like me; or to punish me for being an unfaithful slut wife.
As I walking, I felt an arm wrap around my waist, a rather young looking man with his hand holding onto my ass without confidence. Looking up at him, I could only give him my best dumb bimbo look; which was something I perfected back in my college days.
I felt his hand grip my ass tighter, as I let out a moan loud enough for everyone to hear.
âCome with me.â He said. âIâll give a great time.â
I could only smile in delight, he started to take me to the bar down across the street. Just the sight of it made my mind race with anticipation.
Tonight, was going to be so much fun.
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