Cheating Girlfriend; The Groom Was All Mine Before The Wedding

Cheating Girlfriend

The cheating girlfriend. I was a little shocked to get an invitation to a former boyfriend’s wedding recently. I hadn’t seen him in a few years, and we’d parted on good terms. And I had a few days off, so I decided why not, have some fun and dress up. I’ve always liked weddings. So I booked a room at a hotel in the city it was to be in, a few hours away. There was a knock on my door the night before the wedding. I answered it and it was him. He was looking as fine as ever. I let him in and he said it surprised him I’d shown up. I said it surprised me to have gotten an invitation. My boyfriend wasn’t thrilled I’d chosen to go, but he knew he had a faithful partner. He didn’t think he had a cheating girlfriend to worry about. Little did I know, how this would turn into a hot sex story.

We’d always had great sex, and I did truly miss that about him when we parted. Suddenly, it was if no time had passed at all. He came towards me, gathering me up in his arms and kissing me. We still had it. I melted into his arms like I always had and we made our way to the bed, falling onto it.

We were soon naked and rolling around, arms and legs tangled up in one another. Oh, how I’d missed that sweet cock of his. To feel it in my mouth once more, it was wonderful. No one had ever gotten as hard for me as he did. He was just like a steel rod in my mouth. I looked him right in the eye as I sucked on him. Slowly and teasingly twisting my hand up and down that hard shaft.

 I Milked His Cock With My Greedy Cheating Girlfriend Pussy

His hand on the back of my head, his fingers in my hair. I loved sucking him so much. He pulled me back up and laid me on my back, kissing me all over, telling me how much he’d missed me. I soon had that cock sliding into me, stretching me open for him. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. My pussy was so tight with him inside of me, him kissing my neck, toying with my stiffened nipples. I milked his cock with my greedy pussy, pulling him deeper inward into me. I loved fucking him. It was so natural and right. I couldn’t believe he belonged to someone else now. For tonight, though, for a few hours, he was mine once more and I am that cheating girlfriend.

He rolled me over, and I was on top of him, riding him hard. Bucking back and forth, rocking against him. He squeezed my breasts and cupped my ass cheeks. My love fluids coated his cock and balls and made squishing noises that echoed throughout the room.

I moved faster and faster against him until I exploded in orgasm and gushed on his prick. In seconds I could feel him go off inside of me. I drained every last drop of his cum into myself. We lay in one another’s arms and he told me he felt guilty doing this the night before his wedding. However, he just had to have me once more. I was glad for this encounter. It was special to me as well. I hadn’t thought of myself as a cheating girlfriend, but I’m sure my boyfriend back home would consider me so. After this night of passion with my ex, not a doubt about it.

He Was My Dirty Boy

He was such a great lover. After we fucked, he once more kissed me all over. I always loved that. He went down between my legs and gave me a big, wet, deep French kiss. He always loved licking his own load out of my cunt afterward. And  He was a dirty boy, he was my dirty boy. He confessed his wife to be would not allow such things; she was pretty vanilla. He said he missed our hot, frequent sexual exploits. He licked at my cum covered clit and nursed on it, making me squirm. I soon came once more from his oral attentions. We had a fun few hours and then he left. I wonder if we will ever get to fuck again? The next day at the wedding, I smirked when the clueless bride walked down the aisle.

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