She Had to Have Him

You’ve given me the freedom to have what I want, when I want it. You’ve given me that freedom and I’ve taken advantage.

I met him at my friend’s party. He was so hot I had to have him. I wasn’t shy about it, either. I let him know I wanted him, that I’d already taken off my panties and that I was ready for him.

He ran his hand up my dress and over the soft skin of my thighs. He found his way between my legs and confirmed that I wasn’t lying, that my panties were gone. He felt my wetness. He knew I wanted him.

We found our way to a quiet room (it turned out to be the home office) and he lifted me up on the desk. I spread my legs for him. I told him to fuck me.

His cock was already hard. I didn’t even have to touch him. He wanted me that badly, baby. He wanted to fuck your wife so badly.

God it felt good when he slid inside me. We didn’t use a condom. I just needed him. I needed his cock inside me. I wanted him. I moaned for him.

I was wet enough that he didn’t have to wait before pounding me. He just got to it. He slid deep into my wet pussy and he fucked me.

There I was, sitting on a desk with my legs spread and a stranger’s cock inside me. It was everything I needed in that moment. I was a naughty hotwife for you. I was being a bad girl with a stranger’s bare cock in my pussy and his tongue in my mouth.

My first orgasm came quickly. He was thrusting hard enough to hit my clit as he reached deep places inside me (deeper than you go, certainly) and it was all so fantastically pleasurable. I came hard on his cock, baby.

Can you imagine me screaming in orgasm with his dick inside me? Can you imagine that perfect hotwife moment? Another man’s big cock buried in my pussy while I scream for him, my body shaking with the overwhelming pleasure of an orgasm.

You had no idea what I was doing, which made it a little bit hotter. You knew there was a chance I’d hook up tonight – it was a party, after all – but you didn’t know. That made it a little hotter, to be honest. Knowing you were at home waiting for me while someone else fucked me was thrilling.

He didn’t pull out, baby, at least not until he’d had his orgasm. I didn’t want him to. He offered, but I told him to cum inside me. I told this stranger to cum in my pussy. I needed it badly. I needed him to cum in my pussy. It was beautiful, too. I felt his cum run out of me when he pulled out. I only wished you had been there to clean it up.