1. The Devil's Pact, Tales from the Best Buy Incident: The Lesbian Cuckold


    Date: 6/9/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cuckold, Female/Female, Lesbian, Male/Female, Masturbation, Voyeurism, Wife, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 60, Source: sexstories.com

    furiously masturbated. I bit my lip, stifling my moan. Why was I so turned on? This was so wrong! “Oh fuck, I'm cumming!” Ashley panted. “Oh god!” “Fucking slut!” Rick groaned. “Oh fuck, your cunt is rippling on me! You fucking whore! I'm gonna cum in your dyke cunt!” “Yes, yes!” she moaned. “Cum in my pussy!” I came as Rick flooded my wife with his cum, shuddering quietly in the hallway. I nearly fell, catching myself with an outstretched arm on the wall as the powerful pleasure just exploded through me. My vision darkened and I saw stars. It was one of the most amazing cums I ever had in my life. Guilt flooded my veins, pumping cold through my body. Why had I masturbated? Why did the sight of my cheating wife fucking a man turn me on so much? What was wrong with me? “Hmm, I needed that,” Ashley purred. “But you should get going before Kristi gets home.” “Yeah. Same time tomorrow?” “Sure, stud,” Ashley giggled. I came to my senses and quickly retreated down the hallway as I heard Rick start to get dressed. I ducked into the dining room and waited for him to leave, my heart pounding in my chest. I licked my tart juices off my fingers. Images of Ashley atop Rick kept flashing through my mind, and my rebellious pussy was growing damp again. What was wrong with me? I heard the shower start up and the front door slam as Rick left. I decided to confront my wife. I didn't care what happened to her last week at the Best Buy, that didn't give her the right to cheat on me. To hurt me. ...
    I marched quickly through the house, letting my anger build. I walked into the bedroom, the bed still mussed from their adultery, a large wet-spot staining the sheets. I threw open the bathroom door and I saw Ashley jump through the distorted glass of the shower door, her form a pick blob through the glass. “Kristi?” I could hear the guilt in her voice and the fear. My anger burned through me. That was the same guilt I've been sensing from her all week. God, how could I be so stupid. All the signs of her adultery were everywhere. I grabbed the sliding door to the shower and threw it open. Steam poured out and Ashley was frozen, water running down her lush body, a loofah held in one hand, frozen at her groin. My cheating, slutty wife was trying to clean up her betrayal. “Kristi?” Ashley asked again. “What's wrong?” She was trying to sound casual. I stepped into the shower, dropped to my knees. What was I doing? Why wasn't I yelling at her? My work clothes were getting soaked by the warm water. I didn't care. I pushed the loofah aside and buried my face into her pussy. Oh, my God, what am I doing? Why was I eating her pussy? I tasted bitter soap, then the tangy, sweet flavor of my wife, and finally something salty. Rick's cum. It tasted delicious. “Stop it!” Ashley protested in fear. “I'm not in the mood, Kristi!” I ignored her as I devoured the proof of my wife's adultery. I shoved my tongue up her pussy, trying to find every last trace of cum. Ashley's hands gripped my head, ...
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