Islandgrlj

I can't wait to start receiving photos of my man with his other girl, with her bouncing on his dick in a skirt or dress, no panties and no bra..

Seeing her tits bounce I want to receive the videos of his cum leaking out of her pussy and her sucking his dick clean as a thank you for cumming in her fertile pussy.

All while im home edging myself to the pics and videos

Make that husband for me 😘

I want my boyfriend to send me a video of him fucking another girl without a condom! knowing that she means so much to him that he’d risk getting her pregnant !! <33

I don't know what, why, how..... I can't help it. Maybe it's my hormones because I'm getting older. Maybe it's a defense mechanism. Maybe I'm completely sex crazed. A nymphomaniac. I'm not sure. What I *do* know, however, is that I'm always always thinking about sex. Ahhhh but, you see.... Not just any sex. Specifically, I'm always thinking about my husband and another woman. Think of him with several different women ( I do have my favorites and those thoughts make me cum a bit more hard than others.....) ... I think of everything he loves and enjoys doing sexually and getting those needs fulfilled elsewhere. Even just writing this has my pussy soaking wet and absolutely throbbing with anticipation. I could be in any kind of mood. Any time. Any where. With anyone.... And my thoughts shift to him giving and/or receiving pleasure from someone else. I don't care if I've been sobbing my eyes out for days... It doesn't matter..... Leave it be and the thoughts creep in. In fact, I literally cannot cum without thinking about him and usually the orgasms are more intense when these thoughts involve another woman.

The thing is... I know he wants it too. I just know how much he loves pussy. Loves getting his dick sucked. All different women, different looks.sizes, etc.... And he fucking deserves it. 100% this man should have whoever the fuck he wants with absolutely no regard to whether I'd approve of the person or not. I mean who tf am I to stop his ultimate pleasure? The one and only thing I ask is that he tells me about it. That's the only thing the only stipulation between him and his ultimate sexual freedom.. I don't think it's too much to ask. And he can even get the rush or cheating if he gets that pussy first and then tells me that night. I don't care.

I've asked him many times to come clean about the cheating in the past before we were so far into this lifestyle. I found something out the other day.... I won't go into details but I just wanted to say.... Im already to the point where I'm over most of the emotional aspect and on to the sexy part.... As in... I've masurbated thinkin about the situation. I had one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life. If that doesn't show my loyalty to this lifestyle... What can????

I'd love nothing more than a tell-all. Maybe one cheating story a night until he's told them all. I need them in my memory to masturbate to. I'd do absolutely anything for this.

This is legitimately my source of ultimate pleasure and happiness. It's all I think about. I crave it in the worst way.. this is pure, animalistic love at it's core. Blessed.

My Fantasy

I fantasize about coming home early from work to find my husband having his dick sucked by some hot, younger woman. I hear them before I see them and they’re both so into it they don’t notice me come in. I stand silently and watch her take my husband’s cock deep into her throat. My panties are getting wet and I desperately want to rub my clitoris but I don’t dare make a noise. She gets him close to climax but stops…pushes him back onto the couch and straddles him. She slides her tight, pink pussy onto his cock and leans forward so he can suck her erect, pink nipple into his mouth as she rides him. She brings his face to hers and kisses him passionately as she orgasms. He climaxes and shoots all of him cum into her pussy. I gasp in pleasure at what I’ve just witnessed and they both turn and see me with my hand down the front of my pants. My husband smiles at me and waves me into the room. I walk up to the couch, it smells like sex. She stands up off of my husband and I can see his and her juices starting to run out of her pussy, her pussy lips are swollen and pink. My husband asks her to sit back on the couch and instructs me to kneel in front of her. I do, and I’m face to face with her beautiful pussy. I don’t need instructions because I know what he wants. I place my hands on her thighs and spread her legs wider as I lean toward and lick my husband’s cum from her lips. She holds the back of my head and pushes me into her pussy. I can hear her moaning and she’s starting to buck her hips. After a few minutes she squeezes her thighs against my face and I bury my tongue deep in her pussy as she cums again.

She loves when I'm as detailed as possible. It's such an extra turn-on for her.