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Pay me $100 a day not to fuck your husband and ruin your life

Or pay me $50 a day and watch him become my perfect little fucktoy who forgets you exist

I’d love to watch the confusion in my wife’s eyes when she finds our neighbour unlocking the front door and walking in. At that moment she’d be sitting on her knees, my thick cock pounding her abused throat while she listens to me groan our neighbour’s name. Surely this was just a fantasy, right? This was always just a naughty little kink contained within the walls of our house… right?

Without a second look at her, I’d drag my wife’s lips off dick and beckon our neighbour onto my cock. My poor, stupid little wife would have to watch my thick cock nestle between the fat ass cheeks of our pretty, slim, busty neighbour. As if I’m showing off to her what a real woman’s body looks like against her husband. I’d shut down any questions before telling, no, making her slide my cock into that pretty cunt. I’d make her slide her cheating husband’s cock into her hot neighbour. The same hot neighbour her husband was moaning and groaning about as his pathetic wife choked on his cock. God, I’d make her gargle my balls while I fuck that hot cunt.

In the corner of her eyes, she’d watch our neighbour’s fat ass grind and hump on my cock, the sloppy sounds of my cock stirring up some other woman’s cunt turning her on. She’d idly finger herself to the sight, half out of lust, half to distract herself from the fact that her husband’s cheating on her in front of her very eyes. She’d feel so fucking gross watching my fingers sink into that ass. Watching my cock disappear into her cunt. Watching my lips reach for her fat tits. So much fucking jealousy. So much fucking envy.

Suddenly, he became more distant, even if we were still seeing each other. He'd fuck me from behind and I'd torture myself with the thought that he was probably picturing her perfect body instead of me.

He told me a few times that nothing was going on between them, that they were just friends now. But then more and more, she was everywhere, with our friends, when we went out in bars and to parties. Then he admitted that he was seeing her again. He wanted to keep seeing us both at the same time. I spent the night thinking about it, masturbating at the thought of them together, and crying over it. Then I decided to stop seeing him.

When I first talk to him about my kink, he's not sure, hesitant. He tells me he doesn't look at other girls, that he only likes me. I explain to him that it will only be sex, from time to time and that it doesn't have to mean anything. I just can't get the thought of him fucking another woman out of my head. I start pointing at other girls, I say how much I find them hot. Sometimes, when we have sex, I try to talk about other tighter pussies, but he keeps saying that he's not interested in anyone else.

Then one day, he tells me about this girl from work. He keeps talking about her, again and again. In friendly terms, at first, but I quickly realize that he's got a crush. I tease him about it at first, and after a few months I start talking about her whenever we have sex. He fucks me harder than he ever has when I mention her.

I only suggest that he invites her once, and the next day she's in our living room, on his lap with his big cock inside of her pussy while I kneel next to them to have the best view of it. When he tells me to lick his asshole as he fucks her, which we never did before, I start to realize that I might have bitten more than I could chew but still I do as he tells me.