Aww, poor baby… Your girlfriend hasn’t been taking care of this hard cock, has she? Don’t worry, I’ll handle it properly. I’ll fuck you way better than she ever could
We were at a quiet bar when he started opening up. I sat close, listening with big, understanding eyes and a gentle smile.
“You seem really stressed,” I said softly, placing my hand on his arm. “You can tell me anything. I’m a really good listener.”
A few drinks later, he got drunk and started ranting. “My girlfriend… we barely have sex anymore. It’s been months. I feel like I’m living with a roommate instead of a woman. I’m so fucking pent up. She doesn’t even ride me like she used to…”
I listened patiently at first, nodding sympathetically. But the more he complained, the wetter I got. My touches became bolder — fingers tracing his thigh, leaning in so he could smell my perfume.
“Poor baby…” I whispered, my voice turning sweeter and sultrier. “That’s not fair at all. A strong man like you shouldn’t be neglected like that. You deserve to feel wanted. Desired. Fucked properly.”
He shook his head, still trying to resist. “I can’t… I shouldn’t.”
I leaned closer, lips brushing his ear. “Why not? Your relationship is already dying. She’s not giving you what you need. Why keep suffering in silence when I’m right here, soaking wet and ready to bounce on that cock she’s ignoring?”
My hand slid higher up his thigh. “Come on… let me take care of you tonight. I’ll ride you so much better than she ever did. I’ll drain every last drop you’ve been saving up.”
He fought it for a while, but I kept whispering filthy promises until his resistance crumbled. We ended up at a nearby motel.
The moment the door closed, I pushed him onto the bed and stripped. I climbed on top, grabbed his thick, neglected cock and sank down slowly.
“Oh fuck…” he groaned, eyes rolling back. “You’re so tight… so wet…”
I smiled down at him and started riding him like a slut — deep, rolling bounces that made my tits jiggle. “That’s it, baby. Feel how much better I am than her. Your girlfriend doesn’t ride you like this anymore, does she?”
I rode him harder, moaning loudly. “She doesn’t appreciate this cock… but I do. I’m going to milk you dry tonight.”
For three full hours I fucked him senseless — riding him, sucking him, letting him bend me over and pound me before climbing back on top again. He came inside me over and over, releasing months of frustration.
After the third hour, guilt finally hit him. He lay there panting, staring at the ceiling. “Shit… what did I do? I cheated…”
I just chuckled softly and kissed his chest. “What’s done is done, baby. You already filled me up so many times. No point feeling guilty now.” I squeezed my pussy around his cock and whispered, “So… how about another round?”
Before we left, I took several pictures and videos of us together — my face covered in cum, his cock buried deep inside me, and a hot one of me riding him. I even set one of the hottest photos as his phone wallpaper.
“There,” I said with a wicked smile. “Now you have fresh material whenever you get pent up again. Just look at your new wallpaper and remember how good it felt to fuck a girl who actually wants your cock.”
I kissed him deeply and whispered, “Text me when you need me again, okay? I’ll always be here to take care of what she won’t.” 💦
ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: GF Neglect, Side-Pussy Perfect💦🏠
DESCRIPTION:Let a seductive homewrecker sweet-talk you into believing your girlfriend’s to blame for your sexual frustration, then got completely addicted to her addictive cunt.
REVIEW: "She whispered all the right lies, made my girl the villain… and turned me into a cheating addict who now craves her pussy more than air. Girlfriend who? I'm officially homewrecked."