Hot Wife with Levi
I love getting glammed up just to be a dirty little hot wife
My boyfriend knows exactly what kind of girl I am. He loves it when I spend hours in front of the mirror turning myself into the perfect fallen angel. I curl my long blue hair until it falls in soft waves down my back, paint my lips that deep crimson red that leaves marks everywhere I go, and slip into a tiny black dress that hugs every curve. Silver chains drape between my tits, thigh-high boots with silver buckles, and just enough smoky eyeliner to make my eyes look dangerous. I look like sin wrapped in lace and leather, and he knows I’m not dressing up for him tonight.
Last night at the bar I found exactly what I wanted
I sat at the bar with my legs crossed, letting the hem of my dress ride high on my thighs. The stranger noticed immediately. He was tall, dark-haired, and had that hungry look in his eyes. Within minutes he was buying me drinks and whispering how fucking gorgeous I was. I let him pull me into the dimly lit hallway behind the bar. He pushed me against the wall, yanked my dress up around my waist, and slid two thick fingers inside me while I moaned against his neck. “You’re already so wet,” he growled. I just laughed softly and told him to fuck me harder. He didn’t waste time. He freed his cock, thick and heavy, and thrust into me in one smooth motion. I wrapped one leg around him and let him pound me right there where anyone could walk by. I came twice, biting my lip so I wouldn’t scream too loud, and when he finally filled me I felt every hot pulse deep inside.
Coming home cum-filled for my boyfriend
The whole drive home I could feel the stranger’s cum leaking down my thighs. When I walked through the door my boyfriend was already on his knees waiting for me, just like he always is. I didn’t say a word at first. I just hiked up my dress, spread my legs, and pushed his face straight into my dripping, cum-filled pussy. “Eat it,” I whispered, my voice low and teasing. “Eat every drop that stranger left inside your hot wife.” He moaned like he was starving and buried his tongue deep, licking and sucking the thick load out of me while I stroked his hair and told him how good he looked cleaning up another man’s mess.
I told him every filthy detail while he fucked me
As he licked me clean I started describing everything in slow, delicious detail. How the stranger had me bent over in that hallway, how his cock stretched me open, how he grabbed my hips and fucked me so hard my boots scraped the floor. I told him how I came all over that stranger’s dick while people walked past the hallway entrance. My boyfriend was rock hard the entire time. I finally pulled him up, kissed him so he could taste the other man on my tongue, and told him to fuck me right there on the couch. He slid into my messy, used pussy and I kept talking the whole time — how much bigger the stranger felt, how I moaned like a slut for him, how I loved knowing I was going to bring that cum home to my boyfriend. He fucked me harder with every word until he added his own load, mixing it all together inside me.
Do you want to hear every nasty detail while you fuck my used pussy? Or do you want to be the one who watches me get ready for my next night out? Call me… I’m already thinking about who I’ll let use me next.
Levi, your blue-haired angel who fell too beautifully 🖤💙🖤💙