I had a good night. This will be a tough story for some folk..

I had a good night. This will be a tough story for some folks who don’t like severe infidelity and cuckolding. It’s 100 percent true, and it would destroy most men. Hopefully, Scott will survive it; I’m not sure, though. But I have to do it. I would have passed up a massive sexual opportunity if I didn’t, and I refuse to do that. Anyway, I ended up spending the night with Jake again. In fact, I just got home, and as I write this, sperm is leaking out of me onto my chair. Jake gave me an early morning breeding and left a hefty load of jizz inside of me. It was seriously good sex. When he came, his face tightened up, he got that stupid look everyone gets when a seriously intense orgasm starts, and he grabbed my hips and bottomed himself out inside of me. I could feel every twitch and spasm of his cock and every hot jet of his sperm hitting my womb. I love that feeling of cum coating my insides. I imagine what it looks like, the head of his cock inside of me pushing sperm into my guts, and it never fails to push me over the edge into orgasm. I actually keep a couple of videos I downloaded of a camera put inside some chick's pussy that shows the head of a cock pushing jizz out of the cumhole into her guts. I couldn’t resist watching them again this morning, thinking that was me being pumped full of cum. The best part of the morning was when I was getting ready to head home he asked me to stay and spend today and the weekend with him. I told him he should be careful, that if I did, he would end up falling for me. He said he already has. I probably could have touched myself and had an instant orgasm. I was that excited to hear that. I really do want to spend the weekend with him, and I would but I have commitments with family that can’t be broken. I explained that to him, and he seemed disappointed, but I told him I could still spend the late afternoons and nights with him; I just had to be home by 9 each morning. He asked me how I felt about him and if I thought we had something worth exploring. I told him I felt the same and was excited to see where it would lead us.

Scott is at work, and I want to call him so badly and tell him how I, his wife, have found herself with feelings towards another man. But I want to tell him in person to see his reactions. I want to witness his final transformation into a true cuckold. Unwillingly serving me to further my sexual and emotional desires with zero concerns about his.

Scott is at work and I want to call him and confess my emotional and sexual infidelity so badly it almost hurts. But the thrill of seeing his reaction in person fuels my excitement, imagining his look of shock and betrayal as I reveal how I have found passion with another man. My husband will be reduced to a mere servant, catering to my every sexual and emotional whim without a second thought for his own desires. He will become the ultimate cuckold, willingly submitting to my control as I indulge in my newfound pleasures with no regard for his feelings. So I will wait until he gets home, then I will leave him here alone and go to Jake, the man who can give me what I need and who I want to be with. Is it awful that my pussy is a messy swamp just thinking about it?