The Thrill of Cheating
Copyright© 2007 by Flash of Stocking
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Why does a wife cheat? Maybe because it makes sex better?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Reluctant Cheating Slut Wife Pregnancy Voyeurism Size Leg Fetish
Jen nervously looked around, and then quickly stepped into the store. She didn't want to be seen by anyone she knew. She shyly looked around at the offerings, and then saw what she wanted. She walked towards the rear of the sex store and looked at all the different dildos on sale.
She needed to find a solution to her situation. She wanted to be faithful to Mike. She was beginning to hate David. He was being a real jerk and treated her like she was his sex toy. She probably deserved it, but she was determined to never see him again.
But her body ached. Mike was wonderful, but he just couldn't give her what she needed sexually. It wasn't just his size. He wasn't a good lover, and Jen was resigned that he never would be.
She needed satisfaction, to be roughly fucked by a big cock. She decided to get a dildo. She had never had one, but at this point she was open to anything.
Jen quickly found two she liked. They were both thick, and long. But one was white, and the other black. She had never been with a black man, but she knew the rumors.
"I recommend the black one," said a voice behind her. Jen was startled and almost jumped out of her flats. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Jen looked around and saw an older white man. It was the salesman she had seen behind the counter when she had entered the store. He was overweight and had greasy hair, and his face was scarred by acne.
"Uh — why the black one?" Jen asked.
"Well, white girls — especially blondes like you — seem to be really into that. Y'know, black on blonde?"
Jen couldn't believe the nerve of this man. She felt like slugging him.
"And black guys are supposed to have a lot in that department," the man continued, gesturing at the large black dildo. "Of course, I'm not bad myself."
Oh my god, is this fat old man hitting on me? Before Jen could reply, the man said, "Y'know, we just got in some new movies. Good ones. I could put one on, if you want to sample it."
"Uh, no, that's okay. I have to go. I'll just buy this." Jen reached for her purse, but then quickly realized that in her nervousness she had left it in her car. "Oh, damn, I don't have my purse."
"That's okay," the man said. He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. "We can work something out." Jen was stunned that the man was so bold to touch her. Is he propositioning me? The man took Jen's silence as permission to touch her. His hand traced down her back and then onto her ass. He squeezed it. "Get me off and the dildo is yours."
Jen flushed with anger. "Get your hands off me," she shouted.
The man stepped back, but gestured to her tits. "Come on baby, I can tell you want it."
Jen was shocked when she looked down. Her nipples were rock hard and were pushing through her bra and blouse. She abruptly realized that she was aroused. Oh my god, this fat ugly guy is turning me on. Again, the man took Jen's silence as permission to touch her. He moved toward her and pressed his crotch against her leg. He was hard. "This is what you've done to be, baby." He pressed harder against her. "I told you I was big. That's what you like, isn't it?" The fat man squeezed Jen's ass. "Man, you're tight." With his other hand he cupped one of her tits. Fondling her over her clothes wasn't good enough for him, so he expertly unbuttoned Jen's blouse and unsnapped her bra, and began groping her naked breasts.
His hands on her naked flesh snapped her out of her trance, and she pushed the man away. She ran from the store. She jumped into her car and drove away as fast as she could. It was only after she was a few miles away did she pulled over to catch her breath. She re-snapped her bra and buttoned her blouse, and then she looked at herself in the rear view mirror. What am I becoming? Do I have 'horny slut' plastered across my forehead?
Her pussy throbbed, and her nipples were still rock hard. With shame she realized the fat man had aroused her. Oh god, I so need a good fucking. She looked around her. No one was around. She unbuttoned her jeans and slipped her hand inside. She closed her eyes and fantasized about the fat ugly man fucking her with his big thick cock.
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