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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I couldnt believe what I was seeing. I had had my suspicions for weeks why else would I be checking her phone. She was spending more time out of the house and when in we hadnt been having sex, her phone glued to her. I had waited for her to fall asleep determined to find out what was going and the evidence was damning.
Messages made it clear she had been fucking him for a few weeks now, he had pictures the likes she would never send to me toys inserted in her skimpy outfits, dates and details revealing where they had been and how he had fucked her. She was infatuated with his huge dick a picture confirmed the size of this monster easily 4 inches longer than me girthy and veins popping out the whole length of it.
I was angry, i felt upset and betrayed yet I could feel my dick growing under my shorts. Hearing how he pleased her in ways I could only dream of drove me wild.
He was only saved as R no clues who he was or how they met but I had to know who this massive dock belonged to. I went onto facebook messenger and had my answer, his number was in recent added contacts and my jaw hit the floor. I knew this man his name was Robbie we went to the same gym and I have to admit I had stared at his crotch in the mirror a few times and its true his dick was huge there was no way of denying that. But how had he met my wife? And why was my dick in my hand as I stared at the video my wife had of him shooting his load over her tits |
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By *usie4uTV/TS
over a year ago
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"I couldnt believe what I was seeing. I had had my suspicions for weeks why else would I be checking her phone. She was spending more time out of the house and when in we hadnt been having sex, her phone glued to her. I had waited for her to fall asleep determined to find out what was going and the evidence was damning.
Messages made it clear she had been fucking him for a few weeks now, he had pictures the likes she would never send to me toys inserted in her skimpy outfits, dates and details revealing where they had been and how he had fucked her. She was infatuated with his huge dick a picture confirmed the size of this monster easily 4 inches longer than me girthy and veins popping out the whole length of it.
I was angry, i felt upset and betrayed yet I could feel my dick growing under my shorts. Hearing how he pleased her in ways I could only dream of drove me wild.
He was only saved as R no clues who he was or how they met but I had to know who this massive dock belonged to. I went onto facebook messenger and had my answer, his number was in recent added contacts and my jaw hit the floor. I knew this man his name was Robbie we went to the same gym and I have to admit I had stared at his crotch in the mirror a few times and its true his dick was huge there was no way of denying that. But how had he met my wife? And why was my dick in my hand as I stared at the video my wife had of him shooting his load over her tits"
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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The next few weeks passed me by as a blur. I wanted to confront K about what I had seen but the thought of her getting fucked turned me on nearly as much as thinking about Robbies cock. I had never considered myself bi but now I was questioning myself.
I couldnt blame K for wanting him. She was a 26 year old curvy size 14 great 36dd tits an arse you could grab all day a beautiful face with long brunette hair. Robbie was easily 6’ 2 late 30s short shaven hair toned as fuck and just oozed confidence. You always saw women flocking after him around the gym though his dick was easily 7inches when soft and easily viewable whatever he wore so that might have something to do with it. I meanwhile had just turned 31 and let myself go a bit carrying a couple of extra pounds. K assured me she still found me attractive but I couldnt see it in myself looking back maybe thats what led her to Robbie. What I didnt know was where and how they had met.
K continued to go out 2 or 3 times a week “with the girls” I was sure this was code for getting the brains fucked out of her. Everytime I was out I would wank all night imagining Robbie and his huge dick making her moan and cum.
We had always acknowledged each other at the gym a friendly “alright mate” as blokes do but no more than that. Over these weeks this started changing we would talk about each others work, football, boxing, families. The whole time we talked I would look at him and think you are fucking my wife but it wasnt jealousy that I felt it was arousal how I managed to keep my dick down I do not know. We were in the gym early one evening when he came over to me “wanna grab a beer mate”
I couldnt reply quick enough “sure” |
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oh yes this si the best bit as he enjoys laying out the situation and setting out the new rules he si relaxed and confident with that mix of pity and triumph on his grin as you squirm between outrage and denial and excitement |
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