Published: October 3rd 2025, 3:00:33 pm
Had an enjoyable day yesterday. At the very least, I got holed out thoroughly by first Shane, who pumped a massive load out of his balls into my pussy. And then by Jake...whose fat dick absolutely wrecked me, leaving my pussy a cum dripping, widened-out hole. I can't stop spreading my legs and looking at it...still open, still wet. If only I had looked sooner, I would probably have been able to see a puddle of jizz pooling inside of me. I don't know why I like seeing it in its present condition, but I do. It makes me feel alive and...I don't know...like a cock starved cum addict. I can see the open gap Jake left, and I wish it would never go away. So much so, my clit is rock hard, and I'm probably going to have to rub one out looking at it. Boy, if I go through with how I got turned into a cum tunnel, it's going to be a long post. I'll try and keep it short.
I'm skipping the details of how I got to Shane's place, where I used to spend five-plus days a week when Shane and I were exclusive. The thing is, I can't stop fucking him. I hope I never do. I love Shane, but I can't live with him. What I can do is bend over and let his dick slide into me and fuck me into a blathering cum retard. It starts great, like most fucks, but something about his dick gets me to a point of no return. I stop breathing, tense up so hard I can't move until I slide over the edge, and something explodes in my brain that is so intensely perfect I can't think anymore. Sometimes it feels like an entire minute of pure intense orgasm. I came so hard today my body went limp, and he then proceeded to fuck me for five more amazing minutes after his dick turned me into a rag doll drooling on his bedspread, while he used my pussy until he pumped his cum into me. Then he pulled his dick out, rolled me over, and slipped it into my mouth and let me suck it clean for him. He told me he missed waking up with his cock in my mouth while I worked it. As do I but I didn't say so. He had to get back to work, so he left me lying on his bed and asked if I would stay until he got back home. I said I'd let him know.
While I was lying there with Shane's sperm leaking out of me, Jake texted. He asked if I could come over to his place and hang out. He said it wasn't about sex, that he just wanted to see me. Something about lying on Shane's bed while I texted Jake with Shane's sperm leaking out of me made me say yes. I got myself together and went to Port Orange to see Jake. I didn't knock at either Shane's or Jake's place, so I just walked in. He was in the kitchen, and again, I'm going to shorten some of the details even though to me, they are the sexiest parts. I'm leaving out the kissing and romantic parts, going straight to the sex.
I ended up on my knees staring at Jake's cock. It's hard not just to hold it and stare at it, it is that big. It's so long and fat and perfectly smooth. If his dick could talk and propose to me, I'd say yes. It's at least 2 inches longer than Shane's and much wider, and I can't get much past the head in my mouth. I love the feeling of being on my knees in front of a man, letting me work the head of his dick, while he watches me kiss it, lick it, trying to let it feed me its cum. Jake took me into his bedroom and pulled my shorts off. If Shane's cum was in the crotch of my shorts, he either didn't notice or just didn't say anything. When he went to go down on me, I stopped him and said I hadn't taken a shower and I was sweaty. Which was true. I just didn't tell him the sweat was from when Shane pumped cum into my cunt less than an hour before. He said he didn't care and started licking my clit. When his tongue went in my pussy I thought for sure he would notice something wasn't right. He just kept going, alternating back and forth between licking my clit and tongueing my cum sloppy cunt. I warned him. I really did. I pushed him away, looking at his shiny chin, wondering how he would feel if he knew it was Shane's cum on his chin and in his mouth. I did the same thing I did for Shane. I got off his bed, leaned over, put my ass in the air, and offered him unrestricted use of my already well fucked pussy. He slipped the fat head of his dick slowly. The amazing part was that his dick was so much fatter, it was like Shane's cock was never there an hour earlier. It widens me out in such a fantastic way, it's not even worth trying to describe it. He worked his cock inside of me, touching places Shane wasn't able to reach, and thinking about that made my cunt drool. So much so, I could feel it working its way out around his cock and drooling down my thighs. I kept wondering if Shane's cum had all leaked out of me before I got to Jake's. To be honest, I had hoped it wouldn't. I wanted to think my cum was mixed with Shane's as Jake's cock plunged it out of me. That's when Jake asked me if I fucked my husband Scott before I came over. I said no. I fucked Shane...not knowing what would happen. I don't know why I wanted him to know. I could have lied, just said I was extra turned on, but for my own selfish perverted reasons, I wanted him to know Shane pumped cum in my pussy less than an hour before he not only put his dick inside of me, but his tongue as well. I had no idea how Jake would react, but he really started fucking me. He rolled me over, fucked me missionary, kissed me passionately, and when he told me he loved me, I lost it. I had an orgasm that was much stronger than the massive one Shane gave me, and I'm sure this one lasted at least a minute. I made every stupid face possible, made weird noises, and even told him I loved him when it started to fade. And once again, another man's cock turned my entire body into a fuck toy that just lay there happily getting pumped full of cock followed by another load of jizz from a second man. After he came, I asked him if I could suck his cock for him. He said I didn't need to, that he was more than satisfied. I told him that I did need to, not for him but for me. Jake let me work the rest of his post orgasm cum out of his cock for five minutes. When his dick was totally limp, my lips let it go.
To sum it up, things got weird afterward. Not in a bad way, just more than I wanted to get into today. I asked him if he liked sloppy seconds, and he said he was glad I didn't tell him because he never would have tried it. But now...he's ready to do it again. Then he asked if I meant it when I said I loved him. I did mean it, so I told him yes, and he asked if we could talk about it. I said no. That was a discussion for another time, and I want to keep things as they are. And I do. They are progressing so nicely, and there is nothing like taking a relationship to that level to screw things up. We will see how things go. I just wanted to get home to Scott and tell him how not only did his boss pump a fresh load of cum into me this afternoon, but Jake did as well. After that sinks in, I'm going to tell him how I told Jake I love him. I want to see if his dick betrays him and pops that famous shame boner for me. So I left Jake, texted Shane in the car that I wouldn't be there, and now you are caught up as to why I'm staring at my widened out cum hole waiting for Scott.