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DIRTY CHEATING AT THE CLUB STORY As I strut into the pulsa..
🕑 Added 2023-09-11 23:30:02 +0000 UTC DIRTY CHEATING AT THE CLUB STORY As I strut into the pulsating heart of the club, my hubby's hand warm in mine, I can feel the bass thumping in my chest, syncing with the rhythmic beat of my heart. I'm wearing a slinky black dress, short enough to hint at the lace of my black thong, tight enough to accentuate each curve of my petite body. I can taste the anticipation in the air, the electricity of the night promising deliciously wicked secrets. My hubby and I make our way to the dance floor, the crowd parting for us. The air smells like an intoxicating mix of sweat, alcohol, and the sweet tang of lust. My body moves to the beat, hips swaying, breasts swaying with each movement. My hubby's hands roam my body, but my eyes are scanning the crowd, searching for something, someone. I spot him then, a handsome stranger in the corner. His eyes are locked on me, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. He's tall, muscular, with eyes that hold an irresistible promise of pleasure. I feel a jolt of arousal shoot through me, a dampness forming between my thighs. "I need to use the bathroom, babe," I tell my hubby, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. He nods, letting me slip away, blissfully unaware of the naughty game I'm about to play. The bathroom is a stark contrast to the club. It's quieter, the lighting soft and dim. I primp in front of the mirror, reapplying my lipstick, fluffing my hair. The door creaks open, and there he is, filling the doorway with his imposing presence. A thrill of excitement runs through me. "Hello, stranger," I purr, sauntering towards him. His eyes rake over me, lust burning bright. He wastes no time, pulling me against his body, his lips crashing onto mine. We devour each other, tongues dancing in a wild frenzy. His hands explore my body, squeezing my ass, pinching my nipples through my dress. He unzips his pants, and I can't help but gasp as I see his cock. It's bigger than my hubby's, thicker. The sight of it makes my mouth water, my pussy clench in anticipation. I drop to my knees, taking him in my mouth, tasting the salty tang of his skin. I suck him with abandon, relishing the feel of his cock throbbing against my tongue. He pulls me up, spins me around, and hikes up my dress. A small squeal escapes me as he rams into me, his cock stretching me deliciously. I'm pushed against the wall, his thrusts fast and hard. Each stroke sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. I can't help but compare him to my hubby. The way this stranger fucks me, the way his cock fills me, it's different, it's better. I love how naughty it feels, how wrong it is. I'm a good little slut for him, and I revel in it. The orgasm hits me like a freight train, my body convulsing as pleasure crashes over me. He grunts, thrusts a few more times, and then I feel him cum, his hot seed filling me up. A satisfied smile spreads across my face. As we fix our clothes and exit the bathroom, I can still feel his cum dripping out of my pussy, a naughty reminder of our encounter. I find my hubby on the dance floor, his face lighting up as he sees me. "I missed you," he says, pulling me into his arms. I smile, pressing a kiss to his lips. He has no idea I just fucked a stranger, that I'm still filled with his cum. The thought of it sends another jolt of arousal through me. 🫦
