Shameless Cheating Girlfriend: Fucked Against the Front Door

The text from Ethan comes while I’m in bed at my boyfriend’s house.

In fact, my boyfriend, Carl, grunts as my phone chirps a text notification. We’re both in bed as it’s late at night. Carl was almost asleep. And I could go back to sleep next to him and ignore Ethan’s text. However, I am a shameless cheating girlfriend, and so I look at my boyfriend, at the text notification, and then speak up.

“Sorry, babe. I gotta answer,” I tell him. As soon as I do, an electric thrill runs through my spine and body. The taboo of cheating while, you know, lying next to the injured party gets my blood pumping.

But Carl never asks. Instead, he nods and turns over on his side. I’m not about to look a gift horse in the mouth, and I check the text.

From Ethan, the text reads, “I’m on my way there.”

I shake my head. “At bf’s house,” I reply via text.

His “I know” reply makes me nearly gasp. I cannot believe he is on his way here. Carl starts snoring next to me, as if I’m not a shameless cheating girlfriend trying to hook up behind his back.

“Babe,” I say, unsure if Carl is awake or not. “I’m getting a snack.” The excuse hangs in the air, but Carl doesn’t answer. At least I can say I’ve told him.

I get out of bed and throw my robe on as I head downstairs. There’s an arousal burning underneath my skin at how this affair is coming together. When I indulged in Ethan’s milf foot fetish weeks ago, I never thought he’d be so brazen to show up at my boyfriend’s house.

Not that I am in a position to talk. After all, I was eagerly running out of my boyfriend’s house to go fuck my lover.

As I, the shameless cheating girlfriend, step outside and close the front door quietly behind me, I catch sight of Ethan walking up to the house.

He gives me a wild grin, as if he knows exactly how risky it is to visit here. I want to scold him, but I can’t. I am acting just as risky right now, and it turns me on.

Ethan walks right up to me by the front door and pushes me into a kiss. Both of us know this must be quick, but neither cares if the neighbors see.

My hands free his cock from his pants while his hand comes to rest between my legs. I really am a shameless cheating girlfriend, since at contact with his hand, I don’t push him away. Instead, I turn around and brace myself against the door. I hope the position makes it easier for Ethan to slide up inside me. If Carl hears us, then so be it. I can’t stop the raw need that’s making my pussy throb.

Ethan easily slides inside, kissing on the back of my neck as he does so. My pussy grips down around his cock as I gasp at the sensation of being filled. One of his hands comes over my mouth to keep me quiet. It’s a good call, as I cannot stop my moans and gasps that ring out in the quiet night as Ethan begins to move inside me.

If it’s wrong to cheat, why does it feel so good? We don’t last long, both of us already near our limit. I cry out into Ethan’s palm as my body convulses around his cock. Almost immediately after, he groans and trembles against me as he orgasms.

And Carl is none the wiser about his shameless cheating girlfriend, when I eventually slip back into bed with him.

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