Housewife Phone Sex Whore
Not for lack of trying, my husband always puts in his best efforts to please me. It’s not his fault his spousey became a full on Housewife Phone Sex Whore who acquired an insatiable appetite and started craving cock 24/7. I didn’t use to be this way. I was always the dutiful, loyal wife. At first, I loved being married. And I have always enjoyed making love to my husband. But then there was this BBQ party one summer, and it was hot as balls that day. Even taking a dip in the pool was limited in providing any relief. I was a little tipsy and didn’t realize anyone was around, so I went into the air-conditioned kitchen, pulled my summer dress down, and began wiping my body down with a cool, wet cloth. It felt so good and refreshing. I wiped down my arms and my tits and my neck…and as I was holding up my hair to wipe down the back of my neck, I realized it felt like someone was watching me. I was right. My friend’s husband, who was throwing the party, was literally standing in the kitchen doorway, just staring at me with intensely lustful eyes. Then he came up behind me and started to lift my dress, pressing himself against me as he fondled my tits, whispering in my ear how he’s always wanted to fuck me. Between the heat and the drinks and the euphoric feeling of the taboo of another man touching me, I didn’t even stop him. That was the first time I cheated on my husband. Now, if you want to know how I became the most fucked wifey whore in town, give me a call. I have SO many sexcapades to share with you.