Confessions of a Cheating Wife by Janet S


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Confessions of a Cheating Wife

Janet S


Product Type: EBook
Price:  $5.95
Published by: Burping Frog Publishing
No. words: 33000
Categories: Dark Secrets BDSM/Bondage       Sex Slave Training      Male Dom - M/F
Setting: Present Day
Published 3 / 2011
 

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SYNOPSIS

Confessions of a Cheating Wife is an extension of my first book, Confessions of a Cunt, but the title was toned down a bit to attract a wider audience. I can however, assure you that neither the stories nor the words have been toned down. They are explicit, raw, sensual and sensational representing various illicit activities that began shortly after I married.

I was never faithful, at least not for long. I was much too much in love with sex for any one man to ever be able to keep me satisfied. This was helped along by the simple fact that my husband was far too interested in his career than he was in me or in sex. Besides, I needed and demanded new, different and challenging places and circumstances. The more unique, diverse, unusual and vulgar the circumstances, the more I craved them.

His career in the U.S. State Department brought him to London where we lived, off and on for many years. I loved London! These are a just a few of my sordid adventures and are not in any chronological order. I loved the freedom London offered, the diversity and its openness to sexual activities. These stories are a collection of my sordid life in London. There was nothing I wouldn’t try and my motto was that I had to try it three times before I could reject it, so, in the end not much proved to be ultimately taboo. I simply love sex - all kinds, all ways - with as many different partners as possible. And I still do.

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Peter was surprised on how effortlessly his hand slid into my cunt. With his fingers extended and thumb tucked in, the missile easily penetrated the intended target. It was difficult to talk but I managed to get him to understand I was ok and wanted more and so he slowly began a deeper invasion stopping only when he was in past his wrist. Once there he took some awkward pictures but gave the camera to me to take from my angle and also from the mirror. At this point, my labia were wide open and the little button of my clit was almost upright and fully exposed. Peter flicked it a bit sending me over the top! He began to push forward and twist a bit. In so doing he clenched a partial fist as he penetrated. I could see my abdomen rise and ripple as he inched into me. I urged him to keep going and pulled the ropes back allowing more of him in me. He was unsure saying my face was contorted as if I was in real pain. I told him not to stop; I wanted more of him and I’d tell him when I couldn’t take any more. So with resolve, another two inches of his arm was shoved up my cunt. I was in a constant orgasmic state now feeling intense pleasure and some pain. We stopped for a bit as he felt around inside he, touching my walls, extending his fingers and finally, making the long desired fist. I asked him to pull his fist back out slowly widening my cunt as he did so until he was right under my clit. The feeling was sensational! I begged Peter to touch my clit. He did so by taking the marble in his teeth. I screamed in ecstasy and told him to bite and suck it and I came in a massive heaving orgasm. He remained steady in me and gently licked my clit until I came down but I was still on that very edge of orgasm and urged him again to go forward this time with his fist balled in me. It took more force for him to do it this time but he pushed steadily at my insistence until he was again back in with around ten inches my vagina. This put him about halfway up to his elbow where we rested and talked for quite a while as my vagina eased and acclimated itself to this distended position. He was actually quite uncertain about continuing but I was resolute in having him continue and firmly stated I would tell him when to stop. He nestled my clit and began his twisting infiltration further up my canal. My breathing was deep and slow and my eyes clenched tight as he inched further. I stopped him to allow me to relax and get used to him. I ran my hands along my abdomen and pushed down along his arm so he could see the path of his arm. He was excited to see how far he was in my body as was I and immediately urged him to forge ahead. I began to moan and came yet again as he pressed upward stopping just short of his elbow. I was not prepared however, for what happened when he finally withdrew his fist! When he popped out of my cunt I screamed and came in a huge flood squirting all over the place. I had NEVER squirted before and realized he must have had pressure on the gland that controlled that the whole time. I thrashed about so mightily I think I passed out for a moment before writhing back to reality. I think I actually frightened Peter I came in such a great wave but he had enough presence of mind to capture my ecstasy on film. He then took close-ups of the most gaping cunt I ever saw! You could see the mark on his arm where he stopped and were both amazed at the amount I took. I wanted to lick its length but first he smothered me in kisses. He then handed me the jar of cum and saliva. I tilted it back just enough for the frothy liquid to slowly slide into my open mouth capturing and holding the liquid while he took picture after picture before allowing me the pleasure of swallowing it. Then he kissed me deeply drawing into his body my cum breath. Peter then took my arms and tied them to the head board, gently, but still immobilizing me. Peter then fucked me. Even though he was quite large, I couldn’t feel much. He did this for a while before moving up and straddling my chest. His cock was poised at my mouth but, instead of coming in, he slid it around my lips and face thus spreading my cunt juice all over my face along with his pre-cum. He took more pictures telling me what a dirty cum slut I was. That always turned me on. He also said he was going to cum all over my face as that was even dirtier on film. I sucked and licked his balls and then his shaft and head before he dutifully fucked my mouth. Peter reached down and pinched my nose shut as he forced his cock down my throat until I would choke and gag. As soon as I caught my breath, he fucked it again and again and again while not allowing me to breath. I must confess, I thoroughly enjoyed this. “Keep your eyes open, you fuck slut,” he commanded just before string after string of white, hot semen splattered my face, into my eyes, up my forehead and into my hair. The last remaining small spurts were forced into my mouth. He shook his cock off on my face and then proceeded to take more pictures. Peter then left me tied up and went over to his laptop where he downloaded the pictures before ordering me to give him my e-mail address and password. He explained that he was downloading my contacts and asked me who each and every one of them was. I could barely see him as cum had run into my eyes but could see that he was writing something on the print-out. Peter kept telling me he was going to e-mail them the pictures he took of me and specifically told me which was while telling me how he’d tell them what a “fucking slut, cunt, cocksucker, cum eating, whore, bitch” I was. He’d tell me my brother-in-law would see my cum covered face, among others, my husband would see my open cunt and me sucking a cock, and even my son would see pictures of my naked, exposed cunt. Friends, business contacts, relatives, etc. would all get various pictures. As he talked I began to get very excited and, even though I couldn’t even touch myself, I exploded and came in torrents of ecstasy at the very thought of it all. I came so hard, in fact, that I passed out. I’m not sure how long he left me tied there but when I finally awoke, the cum had dried on my face. My legs and hands were untied but I was stiff and sore from being stretched. Peter was gone and I never saw him again. As to the pictures, well, you’ll just have to e-mail me for the results.

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