howdy everyone. You can hollo me ‘ Jeff ’. I'll be writing a shortly creation so that you can get to know me and translate a little better, why I wrote this, and who I am ( Except my rattling public figure, position, etc. of row ! ) If you don't have clip for that BS just skip to the third paragraph.
First, I'm writing this out of some fucked up kind of frustration. I'm a little different, I need REAL porn. Or it just doesn't employment. REAL, not staged, not complete BS, not fake mammilla and fake orgasms, but REAL. Also, I can't watch/read the same matter over and over, if I've seen it, it won't oeuvre again. So here I am, putting my true story out there, hoping it will cheer some of my fellow sick friends to post their stories. Some background : I am vernal, got married Danton True Young. This, and maybe more depending on feedback, story ( ies ) is ( are ) about me and my ex-wife. You can call her Susie. These are the real facts about our facial expression, starting with me. I'm 5'6 ”, about 240 give way or have. The image in your read/write head is of a lard ball right ? Well I'm overweight, no doubt, but I'm not as fat as you'd imagine. I'm also fairly muscular and gymnastic for my size of it. I have short brown hair, full face fungus, in general pretty hairy all over. My ‘ lot'is pretty practically exactly 6"and bigger around than 2 of my fingers, but not quite as big as 3. My ex was 5'10 and 160-170. Her measurements were 36-24-38. No, I promise you fellas, I'm not lying. I know its hard to believe, but it's genuine. Her tits were THE Charles Herbert Best DD's I have ever seen. SERIOUSLY."were"because after our 3 kids those pinch just aint right anymore fellas…. Her pussy wasn't the mouth close together type, but the sass spread, like a flower, type. Average ‘ tightness ’. She also had brown whisker, usually shoulder acme. Now I'll answer the question in your capitulum,"How the fuck did you land a girl like that ? ”. well blighter, She was a ‘ but-her-face ”, she kinda looked like a man, habit lie. And she had frightful teeth. floor prison term.
I have a friend, holler him whoremonger. trick was my age. One day John's dad got kicked out by his old gentlewoman. It was winter, winter is very cold here. John asked me and Susie if his dad could abide with us, we said sure. can stayed in our extra room for about a month. We got to sleep together each other and became acquaintance, or so I thought. That following summer John the Evangelist's dad, lets call him Apostle Paul, got me a job at the factory where he worked. He worked 2nd transformation, but I worked 1st. My married woman and I had bother early on. 1 month in I caught her sending ikon of herself masturbating, along with extremely detailed ‘ sexting'to a family friend. A family unit friend that was in his 40's. This was how I discovered she liked erstwhile men. That was also the 1st fourth dimension we discovered something. Even though what she did disgusted me to my very core, and injure me very much ; It excited me just a little. It also angered me. When I started to take my affair, she begged me to forgive her, then she started to kiss me and I knew she wanted me. That was the start time I ever fucked her out of anger, It was also the for the first time meter I went ONLY into her ass, no purulent play, no oral. Straight into her ass, for 45 transactions of ‘ punishment'and we both loved it.
One Sunday night Paul came over to drink. I went to bed early as I had to be up at 3:30 to go to solve. When I awoke, they were still waken drinking. My dull ass didn't think anything of it. I went to run, when I came home after 12 60 minutes, she was acting weird. She acted strange all week. On Friday I looked at her phone and saw messages between her and a girl, talking about how she cheated. When I confronted her she admitted it, but refused to say who with. My dumb ass still didn't get it. I asked her for a divorce yet again. She left to rest at a Quaker. That Lord's Day, she asked if I could come over and talk. We ended up fucking in her bathroom, then I invited her over for the night. It was that night, when I was punishing her ( anal ) that I asked her what happened. She told me the truth.
Almost immediately after I left for work, she had to pee. When she left the bathroom, there Paul the Apostle was. He looked her up and down, and then grabbed her ass as she walked by. Instead of getting angry, she said in a flirty vocalisation ‘ you'll get us in trouble'and smiled. I don't think she realized what that did in his mind. When she got near our kitchen island he grabbed her by the ass cheeks and picked her up, he could easily feel her through her pajama bloomers. He placed her on the island and kissed her. She resisted at number 1, but then he pushed himself between her legs and she got more imply. He felt up her knocker through her spaghetti strap tank-top ( no bra ). She turned her face away and they stopped. She walked to the other slope, between our island and our table when he caught her from tail. She immediately felt his large bulge on her ass. He squeezed her mammilla and put his hand in her knickers. He could experience she was wet. She told me she meant ‘ please halt ’, but all she got out was ‘ please ’. At that moment he bent her down onto the table. There she was, lying there, huge tits pressed against the table, trembling. She didn't say anything. She heard his rap unbuckle and his zipper. He pulled her pants down just above her knees. This was it, she knew what was about to go on. She felt his head ( which she swore was almost as big around as a soda pop can ) rub on her pussy. He eased himself in. She gasped. He then thrusted in and out slowly, but then more steadily. He brought her torso up to him, and peeled her straps down so that he could feel her up cleanly. There he was, fucking my wife while he felt her massive DD's up bare in my kitchen. He then pushed her back onto the table more forcefully. Her bare tits now on the cold table, She heard him slip his pants all the way off. Then, in one quiet gesture. He used one foot to involve her scanty and pj's pants down to her ankles, and the other to disperse her paired leg out. Now there was no impedance, he was all the way deep in her, bottoming her out. Her upright guess was 9 inches. It was then that he started pounding the living hell out of her. He held a bridge player over her lip while the early pulled her pilus. Her huge tits swinging, his massive orchis bouncing on her puss. He had pounded the mesa up against the wall, then kept on going for quite a while until finally he lunged forward harder than ever 3 meter. Each metre she felt all his leg brawniness contract and his immense cock pulsate. Filling her egotistic little pussy with his monumental load. She was horrified for a second. Until she remembered Paul telling us about his vasectomy. Every day that week, while I was at work, he would walk in, and help himself to her. No asking, no arousal, no clemency. His own little cum-dumpster whore .