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Good morning, everyone. Got a novel for you so you have been warned! I just walked in the door. I accidentally tripped, and a wonderful cock slipped inside of me…all night long. I woke that dick up to my lips wrapped around the head of it and sucked it till it fed me a sperm breakfast. It was good to feel his cum pouring into my mouth. It was warm and thick and had that taste that goes with the magical smell cum has. So, here I sit with cum heartburn, an angry husband that wants to know where I was last night, and a very wet, pleased, used, and cum sloppy pussy. And…I have another date with Rob in just a few hours. By the end of today, my pussy will have seen miles of dick inside of it. I’m tired. Very tired. But not tired enough to pass up Rob’s cock. I had probably half a dozen super-strong orgasms last night and another one earlier yesterday. I am almost scared to see how intense the cums Rob is going to give me.

It's been a while since I spent the night at a man’s house. I usually make them stay with me. But Eric has that something about him that is hard to refuse. I know my pussy can’t say no to him. I liked waking up and sucking his dick hard and then to orgasm. There were a lot of memorable moments last night, but I keep returning to this one. Maybe because his dick had that used and cum crusty flavor from being inside me for a few hours last night. The smell and taste of his dick just made the thought of removing the sperm from his balls and drinking it irresistible. Don’t worry. I got my cum in as well. After I emptied his balls into my stomach, I felt like I was in beast mode, so I rode his face and shoved my clit in his mouth for 20 minutes until I came as well. I hate to treat a guy like a bitch and fuck his face, but I needed a good eating out. He was good with it. I wonder if he could taste his jizz from last night? The thought of that kind of puts the buzz back in my pussy that is going to need tending to. Rob will have to take care of that for me today. Hopefully, by the time Rob’s dick is finished breeding me, my holes will be gaped, drooling cum, and left in a state of being unusable for a few days.

Scott. I don’t know what to say. He ties this all together. He is my pussy free husband. It’s been a while since he’s touched me. I want him to, but it’s even better if he doesn’t. It makes the sex so much more intense with other people when I know I’m denying my husband sex and giving it so freely to my boyfriends. And there is nothing he can do about it. I’m sure he jerks off. He’s distraught today. I didn’t come home last night. I didn’t call, didn’t text. I spent the night with another man in his home, which was amazing. Scott wants answers. No. Let me put this another way. He wants details. I know he’s upset, but that’s part of his sexual purpose in life. The more upset and frustrated he becomes, the more intense his sexual release is. So what he wants…scratch that…what he needs, is details. He wants to know if we made out, which we did. He wants to know if he fingered me, which he did. He wants to know if I desire him more than himself, which I do. All of this is awful for a man to hear, and it is for him as well, but his dick will betray him and be hard as a rock if and when I do tell him the details. Which is why he is my husband and the others are not. I don’t know if he understands that fully or not. If not, he will one day, and we will live happily ever after with him licking my pussy like the good little cunt I have turned him into.