Shawna, a loving hotwife

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Folks, this is a slow burner!

Sometimes, a married, sexy woman in her prime needs a much deeper romantic connection with somebody else. Because her caring, gentle husband cannot provide it. Sometimes, she might need greater stamina on an emotional level than her husband can bring. Or she is looking for a much harder bonding.

Deeper. Longer. Harder.

Even if a wife wants to become a little cock whore, this is always a very slow transition process. It takes lots of time. Her hubby needs to grow into it as well to fully understand how he can support her extramarital needs. It is a process filled with lots of love and understanding. Just like her married cunt will be filled with cum from strangers. And she will help her husband comprehend that with patience, in a loving way. To fully grasp the big cock needs she has. Coach him. Explain things to him. That her husband doesn't need to buy condoms for her, she wants flesh on flesh. About the large cock sizes she needs inside her tight, dripping snatch. And explaining to him what his warm soppy bonus will be.

This is a very slow, affectionate process.

...Unless your wife's name is Shawna...

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Of course he had heard the noises on the porch. He was not deaf. The grunting and moaning were hard to miss. Somebody was fucking his sexy wife, Shawna. But he wanted to be an obedient husband and wait for his turn. It was not the first time she would get her cheating pussy filled with thick hot cream for him.

It all started one evening when they were already in bed, quite early, watching TV. His wife brought up the topic first.

Shawna gasped and completely puffed out her cheeks, letting out her frustration, trying to get her husband's attention. He didn't notice her annoyance and kept watching TV.

"This is boring."

Her husband glanced at her briefly, his eyebrows slightly raised.

“What?” he asked.

“This.”

“What do you mean?”

“I am in bed, and nothing is happening.”

“We are watching TV?”

“In bed I want to get well-fucked," his wife said to him, looking straight at him.

“We just had sex?” her husband Kevin replied, surprised by what she said. “I don’t understand?”

“No offense, but your puny pencil-dick doesn’t do it for me.”

Silence.

“So how are you going to solve my urges?” She asked him, pushing the subject.

He didn’t know what to say, so she did.

“I love you with all my heart, but I need a big cock now and then.”

“OK…”

“A cock, which makes me scream when it penetrates me.”

“I understand.”

“A cock that splits me in two and fills my womb deep with hot cum.”

“A cock that…

“I get it!” Kevin replied, slightly angry.

“So, what do you propose?” Shawna asked him.

“What about if you go dancing and flirt a little with strangers?” Kevin carefully asked, wondering where this was leading to.

“Are you kidding me?”

Kevin saw the way his wife reacted and quickly added, “Plus some necking?”

“A cock, Kevin. A hard, big throbbing cock. I am at my prime at 24 years, and my womb screams for more.”

“So, you want to date strangers?”

“No, I want you to pick them.”

“What do you mean, in bars, for you?” Giving her a big frown.

“Why not at your gym?” And then she added, “In the showers you can see if they are big or not.”

“So, you want me to speak to naked men under the shower? They will think I am gay.”

“Of course not, silly; just check their cock's sizes and chat with them while getting dressed.”

Silence.

“Will you use a condom?”

“I don’t know; I will let them decide, I guess?”

“OK.”

“What do you mean by 'OK'?"

"That I see your point. I mean, I can understand you want more.” Her husband whispered, feeling sad, knowing he had been beaten.

“So will you help me?”

“I guess so," Kevin replied, tears welling up in his eyes.

…

To be continued.