Cheating Husband Fantasy – The Biggest Cock I’ve Ever Sucked

Cheating Husband Fantasy – The Biggest Cock I’ve Ever Sucked

Cheating Husband Fantasy – Time for part II of “Cheating Revenge Sex – I Fucked my Friend’s Husband”!

So as you may remember, Jessica hadn’t exactly been the best college roommate and I figured I could get her back with a kinky cheating husband fantasy.

So she asked me if Chris could crash on my couch as he looked for a potential house to buy. I sweetly smiled over the phone and said yes, of course he could! All the while picturing him bending me over the very same couch, or perhaps me climbing on top of him while pushing my tits in his face.

Those big DD titties had always gotten his attention, and this time was no different. As soon as I opened the door, a sweaty Chris, tired from his long flight, didn’t fail to land his gaze on my perky boobs under my tight white tee. He gave me a big hug and I pressed myself into him, rubbing my nipples right there on his chest.

This cheating husband fantasy was going to be a piece of cake.

Or was it? He had a few meetings to get to so stepped in the shower quickly to get ready, as I disappeared back into my room to fuck myself with a dildo with the door wide open.

I figured that would send a clear message and would put my cheating husband fantasy plans in action, but that very same evening, he spent hours on the phone with Needy Jessica, as I became increasingly frustrated in my bedroom. He was only here for two days, and I needed to validate me fucking my friend’s husband by turning it into a revenge fantasy.

So I took things to the next level. I decided I needed to do laundry and casually told him to put any of his dirty clothes in my washing machine. Then I stripped down to a pair of panties and a tank top and began strutting around my living room half naked, going to the kitchen for whatever reason, then back to the laundry room.

My shenanigans didn’t go unnoticed. Chris quickly hung up the phone with Jessica and I felt his eyes following my every movement. Back in my room, I started laughing as I was hit by a funny idea.

Why not add a bit of humor to my cheating husband fantasy?

So I giggled and called out to Chris: “I think you left one of your thongs in my dirty laundry hamper!”

He laughed in return. “Really? Why don’t you hand it over?”

So I grabbed one of my sexiest g-strings, black, lacy, and adorned with a few pearls, and tossed it out of my bedroom.

Chris disappeared into the bathroom. “I don’t even know how to put this on!”

I stayed silent, wondering if he had fully taken the bait of my cheating husband fantasy as I slipped off my tank top, letting my firm tits bounce out, feeling a trickle of juice run down my thigh.

Two minutes later, Chris exited the bathroom and knocked on my door.

“Come in!” I sang out flirtatiously.

There it was; the biggest cock I had ever seen, rock hard, poking out of my tiny thong. I dropped to my knees, savoring my cheating husband fantasy and the delicious cum that was soon to squirt out.

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