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I Am A Mistress

I am a mistress

I am a kept woman


Being at his beck and call

Night or day


Why do I do this you ask?

Simple answer

I love him

He will not leave his wife

So leave him or be a mistress


The phone rings

It is him

My heart beats faster

My cunt becomes wetter

Thinking of his thick eight-inch cock


Today I am a thirty-minute lunch

A quick fuck

No undressing

Only exposing his cock and my cunt

Or a blowjob


He rushes in

A quick hug and kiss

Then down to business

Little foreplay

Before the final scene


My cunt is wet and ready

His cock at attention

I suck his cock to lubricate it

He gives me a quick lick and suck

His cock soon dives home


On the couch

Missionary position

Cock dives in like a missile

Deep, hard, and fast

Have a time restriction


Legs around his waist

Meeting him thrust for thrust

Juices flowing

Body tenses, cunt vibrates

Screams as I cum hard


He grunts and groans

Three more hard thrusts

His body tenses

I feel him shoot his load

Deep in my cunt


He pulls out

I lick him clean

He tucks it in

Makes himself presentable

He kisses me deeply


Twenty minutes

A kiss, a hug

And out the door he goes

Like a thief in the night

Until he can see me again


Being a mistress

Not a life for every woman

For me it is perfect

I get to be with the man I love

Even though he belongs to another.



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