Insatiable Wife Cheating On My Husband

At every opportunity, I am THAT insatiable wife cheating on my husband.  

 

The last time I was in New York my husband used to phone me from London every evening. I don’t know if he was checking up on me or was just bored and wanted to talk. To be honest, I found his calls a bit boring and they always seemed to come at an inconvenient moment. When I’m in the US I like to catch up with old playmates and end the night by being a slutty insatiable wife cheating on my husband.

One evening I was with a woman I’d met in a bar with a group of friends. She’d flirted with me that evening and pressed her leg against mine under the table. I’d thought about taking her into the toilet and fingerfucking her in one of the stalls.  But I really didn’t need the gossip. We’d chatted on social media and I’d invited her over to my place for a glass of wine.

Now that I finally had her to myself and we were sat comfortably together on the big leather sofa, my fucking husband telephoned. I knew that if I didn’t answer I’d get no peace for the rest of the evening So I picked up the phone. My plan was to say that I was feeling unwell and was about to go to bed (the last part was true anyway).

I am an insatiable wife cheating with sexy hook-ups and one-night stands.  

As I spoke to my husband, my little friend came around behind me and grabbed my boobs with both hands. I couldn’t help gasping in surprise and I squirmed as she licked my neck and tried to push her away. There was no bra under my silk blouse so it was easy for her to pinch my nipples and twist them cruelly.

I yelped at the sudden pain and my husband wanted to know what had happened. Lying, I told him I’d spilled hot chocolate over myself. I wanted to end the conversation but he needed to speak to me urgently about a problem with the bank. As he bored me with the details, my new friend dropped to her knees and pushed her head between my soft thighs.

I wasn’t wearing any underwear and a second later her tongue found my pussy. Cheating on my husband was hardly anything new but I’d never done it while we were actually talking on the phone. My husband had no idea his insatiable wife cheating on him was playing with another woman. This hot American girl knew exactly how much pressure to apply with her tongue as she gently swirled it around my clit.

The pleasure was exquisite and I struggled not to moan out loud.  

It’s a good thing that my husband loves the sound of his own voice and can talk for hours without interruption. The girl pulled my legs wider apart and hoisted my short skirt all the way up around my hips. I leaned back slightly and gasped as she slipped a finger into my wet pussy. As I responded to her fingering, she began to lick me harder and faster, and then to suck my clit.

The pleasure was becoming unbearable as she pushed a second finger inside me and then tried to ease the tip of a third finger in too. My tight pussy gradually expanded to take her probing fingers and I felt a flood of wetness. As she fingered me, I began to thrust my hips rhythmically against her hand. I grasped the back of her head and selfishly pushed her face into my cunt.

I was on the edge of a massive orgasm and couldn’t manage the conversation with my husband in London. Dropping the phone, I leaned back with my eyes closed, panting and screaming in pleasure. I could just hear his tinny voice in the background, demanding to know what the hell was going on.

If only he knew what a cheating insatiable wife he had!  

By now she had managed to squeeze three fingers into my tight pussy and was fucking me with them like a cock. Cheating on my husband with this hot slut was the biggest thrill I’d had for years. And it only got better. 

We went back to her place as I really needed to eat her pussy too.  But she didn’t tell me her new boyfriend was there. Tall, muscular, black, and extremely well-hung. The three of us played for hours. By the time I left my swollen pussy was so sore I could barely sit down.  I was covered in marks with mascara running down my face and my hair all over the place.

The Uber driver rubbed his cock over his pants as my husband insisted I do a FaceTime video call.  He demanded to know what I had been up to. But when I told him it was a woman his anger disappeared and he demanded I tell him all the details. He told me I needed a spanking and he would give me one when he flew over at the weekend. After all, I am a dirty cheating wife and deserve the punishment. And I almost wish I’d told him about the BBC too…

 

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