Category: cheating wife phonesex

loser

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My phone buzzed on the counter, startling me out of my morning scroll. “Hey, it’s Scott. Got a new phone and wanted you to have my number.” Scott…SCOTT?! My mind did a full-body cringe. “Um, why?” I muttered to the empty kitchen. Not just why send it, but why bother letting me know? The memory of why we weren’t together ambushed me, as it always did, though the sharp edges had dulled to a dull ache of annoyance.

Scott had lost his job early last year. Not that he was fired, not that he quit for something better, he just floundered. And then he spent MONTHS moping around our apartment, turning into this hollow shell of a man, expecting me to magically fix everything and support us both. UGH, it was overwhelming. And so, so frustrating. Every day was a weight, an anchor dragging me down. I just needed an escape, you know? A breath. A moment where I wasn’t carrying the entire world on my shoulders.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Liam isn’t my husband, but he’s someone’s husband. That should make him off-limits. The band around his ring finger is supposed to be a warning sign for girls like me. It should yell, “This one is claimed. Back off!” But it screams just the opposite. That ring actually tells me that a man is a provider. A thoughtful, mostly committed man who was tolerated enough to go through with the wedding.

I can see why she said yes. He’s charming and handsome in the most annoying way. Sure, his cock is my favorite part, but we don’t have to tell her that. Not yet. I’m supposed to stay away from his house, but the temptation is too much. I’ve bought a pair of cherry edible panties, and there’s only one husband I want to lick them off me.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Room 619 – The night I let go. I wasn’t supposed to be there. Not in that hotel. Not in that hallway. And definitely not in that bed with him. But the second the elevator doors opened and I saw his silhouette leaning against the wall near Room 619, I felt my pulse throb between my thighs. He didn’t say a word when I walked up—just opened the door, let me in, and locked it behind us.

We were both supposed to behave. He’s off-limits—older, taken, dangerous. But I’ve never been a good girl. I’ve always had a taste for what I shouldn’t touch. And tonight, I needed to be ruined. The second the door clicked shut, he was on me. Hands greedy. Mouth desperate. I moaned into his kiss like I’d been holding it in for weeks—because I had. My dress hit the floor before I could even gasp. His hands were rough, his grip unforgiving, and it made me ache.

He threw me on the bed like I was his favorite secret. His mouth traveled down my body, kissing, biting, worshipping. When he slid his fingers inside me, I arched so hard I nearly broke. “So wet for Continue reading “Room 619 – The Night I Let Go” →

boyfriend

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Recently, my best friend Tayla and her longtime loser boyfriend Lucas found themselves in the midst of a heated argument at the local dive bar. The tension between them was palpable, a mix of too many drinks and pent-up frustration that had been brewing for weeks (well, more like months). Once again, in an effort to make himself appear far superior (and cooler) than he actually is, Lucas told everyone that he’s related to a famous rockstar and wanted Tayla to play along. Tayla, her eyes flashing with anger, wasn’t having it. She hates it when Lucas lies, especially when he insists she participate. Tayla turned around, her heels clicking sharply on the sticky floor, and stormed out of the bar, leaving Lucas looking like an idiot and feeling very embarrased.

Lucas, desperate to salvage the night, followed her out, his voice pleading as he called after her. “Baby! Baby, you can’t just walk home! Let me drive you!” Tayla, her back stiff with defiance, snapped back, “Well, I ain’t helpless here, you’re just someone I can’t stand. I can find my own way home, I don’t need you!”

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College Boys

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

It was spring break recently and I had some college boys in my house. My stepson came home for the week and brought one of his friends, Jake, with him.

Now you all know how much I love college boys so having Jake here was very tempting. I tried my best to be a good “mom” to the boys, but it was hard to keep my feelings to myself. So let me tell you about one of the encounters I had with my college boys last week.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

The cheating wife was a title I took on proudly. The neighbor was going to be my secret the I was going to take to my grave.

Ain’t nothing worse than a woman scorned—except a woman bored. And I was starving for some action. I had the house, the ring, the man—hell, even the luxury SUV with the custom plates. But all that meant nothing when my nights were as dry as my untouched lace panties. My husband, Derrick, was too busy chasing deals to notice the heat burning between my thighs.

That’s where Jason, my neighbor came in. The young bull next door, all muscle and cocky smirks, had been watching me too long for it to be innocent. And one day when I caught him shirtless in his driveway, sweat glistening, gray sweatpants hugging his print just right—I knew I wasn’t the only one hungry.

One night, when Derrick was on a “business trip,” I took a bold step. A silk robe, barely tied, and a knock-on Jason’s door at midnight. His eyes dragged over my body, lingering on my parted lips. “You’re good, Trinity?” His voice was deep, teasing but with a slight concern. Why was I in Continue reading “Cheating Wife: The Neighbor’s Secret” →

Cucked By The Contractor

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

“Mama, please. I don’t want to work from the living room today.” Jason pouted as I tapped up his nice and snug diaper. He wore just a tiny t-shirt that showed a bit of his tummy.

“I have to supervise the contractor working in the kitchen, and I also have to keep an eye on you.” I booped his nose with my finger and turned to grab his laptop. “This is easier on Mama if you are both within eyesight.” Jason stomped his foot as he stood. He wanted to argue so badly but knew it was pointless. I passed him his work computer and patted his padded butt.

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A Very Cucky Valentines

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Conning a loser on Valenties Day is one of my favorite things to do. This year, I knew it would be extra special. The guy I’ve been dating for the last six months is very sappy. He loves love and all of the bull hockey that comes with it.

Ever since New Year’s Eve, he’s been asking how I would like to celebrate Valentine’s Day. Personally, staying home and fucking till we break each other’s bodies would be good for me, but his little dick could never keep up with my expectations. I told him whatever he thought was romantic would be fine with me. Because secretly, I’d already planned to sabotage his love fest with a very cucky Valentines of my own.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I don’t deserve happiness. And to be honest, I haven’t felt it in so many years, that I forgot what it feels like. I’ve resigned myself to the fact that this is how the rest of my life will be. I’ve been beaten down emotionally all of my life. I’ve realized that my needs aren’t important. Nobody cares.” He shared with me.

Oh no, that is not true My Darling. You do deserve happiness. Your needs are important. And your feelings do matter. Fuck anyone and everyone that says anything different. Reclaim your life back. It’s too short. None of us should settle for anything less than pure bliss. Or we should at least be able to strive for it. Without anyone standing in our way. We should surround ourselves with people that want the best for us. Not people that hold us back from our happiness.

“She uses me for my money. That’s all she cares about. She’s manipulative and conniving. Prancing around here in her cute little outfits teasing and tantalizing me. Then she takes my money and leaves me hard and leaking. But deep down I know I really do deserve this.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Hey there, sexy! Let me tell you a little secret – I’m the perfect girlfriend for you because I’m not your wife. Yeah, you read that right.

See, I know your wife just doesn’t get it. She’s too caught up in her busy life to really see what you need. To understand what makes you tick. But me? I’m different. I know exactly what you crave, even if you don’t say it out loud. I can see it in the way you look at me when you think no one is watching. How your eyes linger just a bit too long. And trust me, I’m more than happy to give you everything she won’t.

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