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Good morning. I haven't been writing much. I'm with Shane, m..
🕑 Added 2025-07-05 14:51:25 +0000 UTC Good morning. I haven't been writing much. I'm with Shane, my 4 days of filthy, hole-stretching, brain-dead inducing orgams. Shane is insistent on making it a full-time seven, but I carved it down to five. I do need to check in on my husband. I need to see and feel the sting of him knowing his wife is living with his boss. But, the absolute truth is my house is just more comfortable than Shane's. It sounds amazing being able to feed on Shane's cum three times a day, every day, but I want keep the fire alive by rationing the obsession. I don't want it to numb it by making it too familiar.Today, I'll be with Shane, along with twenty or so people, some from his and Scott's work, and others strangers. Shane has zero concern about flaunting me like a prize, and I love him for that. His arm is always around me, his tongue slips into my mouth in his passionate but extremely sexual kiss right in front of everyone. It makes my huge clit throb seeing them watch us, my pussy getting soaked knowing they are all watching. They all know I'm Scott's wife. That's what I want them to know. I want them to feel the betrayal I'm inflicting on Scott, hopefully feeling just a little of the kick to their gut that I'm applying to my husband. I want them to feel the massive domination of my husband, the crushing sting of knowing that everything I do and say now confirms that Shane owns me now. I wish I could read their thoughts. Are they imagining me sucking on Shane's dick until his balls start unloading thick ropes of cum down my throat? Are they horrified, turned on, or pitying Scott? Hopefully, all of the above. The thought of them knowing I've thrown Scott to the side to live with Shane makes my pussy not just drip but turns it into a flood and making my clit so hard I have to touch it.I keep having this amazingly hot thought. I'm dying to rip Shane's pants down, pull out his thick hard cock, and make out with it like it's my true love—because it is. I may love that dick a little too much. Maybe more than Shane himself. I want them all to see my need for his cock, letting him ram it into my mouth, my pussy, my ass, any hole he picks, just to feel him wreck me. I want their eyes wide, stomachs churning, knowing I'd rather worship Shane's cock than breathe, all while Scott's left pacing the house wondering if I'll even come home.Look, I know it's true that Scott is the anchor of my desires. Every sad look in his eyes, every time he drops his head when I tell him how deeply I'm into Shane and how much I love how Shane's cum tastes, sends my pussy into overdrive. I'm selfish. I know that. I need to keep him trapped in this role because his defeat is what keeps my sexual and emotional life alive. The way I shrink his pride makes me cum harder than Shane's cock ever could. I wish I didn't have to admit that, but it's true. My willingness to give myself to another man wouldn't even be exciting without my husband being there to see it, feel it, be a part of it. What people don't know is how wet I get at other people looking at me and thinking of how odd it is I have moved in with Shane for 4, soon to be 5, days a week, leaving my husband at home alone. I know so many of them that will be with us today, know I often show up at Shane's work and walk right by my husband and smile at him as I walk by and then straight into Shane's office. They must know I'm headed to Shane's office to get fucked raw, bent over his desk, his cum blasting inside me until I'm overflowing. I bet they don't picture me scooping up the jizz that gushes out of me, slurping it from my palm. It seems like such a waste to let his sperm hit the floor. Even Shane doens't know this but later, when it trickles down my thigh, I wipe it up and suck it off my fingers. I wish I could do it in front of everyone to see the reaction on their faces. The thought of their shock makes my pussy clench.Anyway, I'll quit boring you with my mental sexual fascinations. This morning, I woke Shane by throating his cock, my lips locked around the head until he pumped a hot, sticky load straight into my stomach. It's my daily fix now, his ball snot sticking in my throat like a reward. Even better, with the taste of his cum on my tongue he kissed me deep and said he loved me. That made my pussy flood and I echoed it back, and now I'm hoping he finds a way to say it front of everyone today. I want to see their faces twist in shock and wonder if Scott knows I'm in love with another man. I know that he does. I rub it in his face as often as I can. When I tell him how Shane owns my heart and my holes, his sad eyes make my clit swell, and when I see his dick bulging in his pants, my pussy pours like a faucet. The whole thing is what fuels my perfect life.
