Eager hotwife Jen [Bull’s Perspective] [True Story]

A hotwife named Jen reached out to me on Reddit, her message sparking intrigue as she shared that her husband loved watching her with other men. We quickly moved to a video call on Snapchat, where I showed off my physique and arousal for her. Her husband was there too, silently observing as Jen and I masturbated together on screen, her moans echoing through the call, fueling my excitement. "I can't wait to see you in person," Jen said, her voice dripping with anticipation.

Later that day, she messaged me to meet at her place, and I agreed. Jen answered the door in a silky robe, her eyes locking onto mine as she pulled me inside and started kissing me fiercely. My hands found her ass, squeezing it as we made out, her husband watching from a corner, unnoticed in the heat of the moment—no time for hellos with Jen’s lips so eagerly on mine. She shed her robe, revealing her naked body, and asked how I liked it. "You’re so hot," I complimented, my voice low with desire. She turned to her husband, smirking, "I deserve big dick for how hot I am," and dropped to her knees, undressing me with swift, hungry hands.

Jen grabbed my cock, licking my balls with teasing flicks of her tongue before taking me into her mouth for a blowjob. I played with her hair, pressing her head gently against me as she struggled to deepthroat, her effort only adding to the heat. "I want to feel you inside me," she gasped, pulling back. I asked for a condom, but she laughed, "That’s only for my husband," and led me by my cock to their bedroom.

Taking charge, I playfully pushed her onto the bed and dove between her legs, eating her out with fervor. Her moans filled the room, her hands gripping the back of my head as she writhed in pleasure. "Take note," she called out to her husband, her voice thick with satisfaction, which turned me on even more. I rose, slapping my cock against her clit, and she urged, "Be slow." I slid into her, slow and deep, her eyes locked on her husband as I filled her, building my pace until I was fucking her faster and harder. Her moans turned to screams of "Yes!" and she squirted, soaking me in her release.

I didn’t let her recover, diving into a passionate make-out session, sensing her thrill at the relentless pace. "Can I take you in doggy?" I asked, and she giggled, "That’s my favourite." I arched her back, entering her slowly as we transitioned, my hands on her waist as I picked up speed, fucking her hard. Her moans and screams grew louder, resonating through the room, her husband’s hard penis inches from her face, though he wasn’t allowed to touch himself—just a front-row seat to me pleasuring his wife. She orgasmed again, collapsing flat on the bed.

I lay on top of her, my cock pressing against her thick ass, as I said kissing her cheek. "Enjoying yourself?" She panted, "You’re so good, giving me the pornstar experience." I responded with a laugh.

She then declared, "I want you to cum on my and my husband’s face." Before I knew it, they both knelt before me, working in tandem to give me a blowjob, their tongues playfully dancing over my cock, both of them clearly enjoying the moment. After a few minutes, I warned, "I’m about to cum," and came over both their faces. They licked each other clean, sharing an intimate kiss, while I cleaned myself up. Dressed, I gave Jen a goodbye kiss and headed home, the echo of her pleasure still lingering in my mind.