My Steamy Story: kim has come home drunk after being fuck...

My Story Time:

OMG, bestie, I am so not okay. I stumbled through the front door, my dress was a mess and my makeup was literally everywhere. My husband, Mark, was waiting up on the couch, looking all kinds of worried and low-key pissed.

He was like, "Kim, where the hell have you been?" and I just… spilled the tea. No cap. I was still buzzing, and the memory of Steve and his coworker, Jason, had me so turned on all over again. I plopped down next to him and was like, "Babe, you will not believe my night."

I told him everything. How Steve’s hands were all over me the second we were alone, how he pinned me against his car and shoved his tongue down my throat. I described the way Jason’s thick cock felt when he forced it into my mouth while Steve was pounding my pussy from behind. I moaned about the way they took turns, stretching me out, filling me up, making me scream. Mark’s face was priceless – totally shook, but I could see his dick getting hard through his pajama pants. I finished by whispering, "They came all over me, Mark. Your best friend claimed my cunt and I loved it." And then I reached for his belt. Sheesh. The drama.