Hi all, I am Mrilanini, married to the love of my life for the past one and a half years. We have been in a relationship for the past 6 years. I had many good experiences till 6 months before my marriage. But after that, I turned out to be a loyal housewife.
But this incident changed it all and brought the slut in me back. Let me tell you how it is. I am 5.1 in height and a little chubby side with 36-31-35 stats.
One day I went out to get some necessary household things from a nearby shop. A guy there was so rough, looking like a low-class man and looking at me with lust. I noticed it and didn’t think he would dare approach me. But his way of looking made me horny and wet between my legs.
I started to tease him by wearing some more revealing clothes and flaunting my curves to him. I had this fantasy of getting fucked by a low worker class man. One day after my husband left for work, I wore an oversized t-shirt with a thong below. There was a knock on the door.
As I opened the door, someone pushed me in and caught my neck. He was choking me, so I didn’t scream. He locked the door behind him. I identified him as the guy at the shop and tried to ask, “What were you doing?” He said, “I came to give you what you want.”
I didn’t understand what he meant and looked at him in confusion. Then he pulled his pants down and showed me his unshaven dirty, hairy dick. It was around 5 inches without getting hard. I looked at it and imagined how long it would become if it were hard.
My pussy started to drip, looking at his dick and the dark hair around it. My thoughts were running like how it would taste. Would it fit in my mouth and pussy? How will it be to suck it clean and get banged by it? While I was still in my thoughts, he started to come towards me.
I started to beg him not to do anything to me. This aroused him. His dick was slightly hard and is around 6.5 now. He pushed me down on the sofa and climbed over me. He caught my hands with his hand and began to rub his semi-hard dick all over my face.
I could smell the urine and the hair all over it. A few hair strands also got stuck to my face. Then he caught my cheeks and pressed them, making me open my mouth and stuff his dick into it.
I tried to move my head and make the dick come out of my mouth. ‘Thapp,’ there is a slap on my face, and tears start to roll. His grip was tight on my neck, and I was forced to open my mouth. Within a minute, his dick entered my mouth.
I had no other option but to suck it, which I started to do. As his pleasure increased, he tore my t-shirt and found my stiff boobs open. His hands reached for them and pressed them, pulling my nipples. I gave in, too and took his dick deep throat.
I begin to massage his hairy balls. I try to take his entire length into my mouth. His play with my boobs becomes rough as I roll my tongue over his dick and poke his dick hole with my tongue. He moves his hands from my boobs to my head. He gets hold of my head and starts to fuck my mouth hard.
I gag on his dick, saliva rolling down my mouth and falling on my boobs. He exploded in my mouth. He did not let me push him away till I swallowed his cum completely. He then pulled his dick out. I fell on the couch and started to take a proper breath. But his lust was not yet satisfied.
He pulled me by my hair onto the floor. I was on all fours when he slapped my gentle white sexy ass. I started to moan and shout in pain. He noticed the wet patch which spread throughout the thong onto my thighs. He pulled the thong so rough that it tore apart, and my pussy lips hurt.
I shout and curse in pain, only to see him laughing with an evil smile. He continues to spank my ass till it turns red. He goes behind still with my hair in his hand and spits on my ass hole. It trickles down to my pink pussy. That view of my pussy made his dick hard again.
He doesn’t want to waste the chance any more and thrusts his dick in one go. It caused me pain. But his way of handling my tender body gave me goosebumps. I arch my back so that it will be easy for him to enter me.
He starts to fuck hard and rough. Soon he listens to my moans, understands I am enjoying it, and leaves my hair. He catches my hands on both sides and pulls me up, still fucking from behind. I am moaning, “Aah, aah.” He then asked me, “Do you like this, bitch?” I nod my head.
But he pulls his dick till the end and pushes it completely in. He asks again, “Answer me, slut! Are you enjoying getting fucked by a dirty dick?” I give in and moan in return, “Yes, I love your dirty dick and the way you fuck me like a dirty fuck toy of yours.”
He questions me again, “Are you ready to be my fuck toy then?” I say yes. He asks me to prove it by sucking his dick filled with my juices. I waste no time in taking it in and sucking it clean.
He lies down and asks me to ride him. A smile forms on my face as I place his dick at the entrance and sits on it, taking it in. I moan while I sit and start moving on it up and down. He plays with my boobs, slaps them, and pulls my rock-hard nipples.
He catches my jaw, pulls me down and splits into my mouth, and I swallow it. He starts to fuck me from below. It makes me cum all over his dick and over his abdomen. He pulls me by your hair and forces me to lick it clean. While I am licking his abdomen, his hair goes into my mouth.
But there is nothing to do but lick it clean. The doorbell rings again, and he asks me who it is. I shout from inside who it is, and it’s my husband. This brings a smile to his face. He takes me to the door and lifts my leg. He pushes his dick back into my pussy.
I let out a sharp cry. My husband asks from outside what happened. I reply the door latch got struck, and my finger was in between.
I beg him to stop, but he continues to fuck, and my boobs jump. I am sweating like a pig. My pussy starts to feel the pleasure, and I let out soft moans. My husband was directing me on how to unlock the door.
But I am busy moaning and jumping on his dick. Both of us cum together, making a puddle at the door.
I hid him and opened the door with a t-shirt throwing the torn t-shirt and thong in the dustbin. My husband notices the puddle and asks me what it is. I give him some silly reason which he believes, and he goes to the washroom.
I ask the low-class man to leave. He asks me to kiss his dick and say goodbye. I do it and send him out.
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