Regret Stories

Our first date at a Halloween party was cunningly weird; her costume was deceptively weirder: all black except for a faded printed pumpkin around her tights. “What am I?” Not to be corny but I couldn't hold my smutty mind. “Are you a Jack-O-Lantern?” Her smile suggestively lewd, she blazingly demanded, “Would you light me up?” Few minutes later, carving my way into her, she lusciously ordered, “Give me your milk, make me...

Her eyes lock on mine and she gives me a little smirk, her breasts bouncing around while he fucks her. I can tell she's bored with him, just letting him get off while she watches his wife ride me to climax. He grunts and pulls out, splattering her lower belly, and then sits back on his heels. He looks at his wife quiver and shake, then collapse on top of me. His eyes are jealous now that his lust is sated, and the frown t...