Sex Brain

Nadia went on an evening run. The moon was out. Spooky. White. Dimpled. An eerie light to a purple night. Stars almost muted.

She ran around the suburbs where Cameron lived. Cameron lived in a large house. White. Boxy. Big windows. A porch. A balcony. Besides, Cameron was busy that night.

Cameron stripped naked. Tanned. Perfect body. Big blue eyes. Luscious red lipstick. Amazing heavy tits. A handful.

A large muscular man. A wrestler. Ex-military. Thick biceps and pecs. A grizzly beard and narrow black eyes. Forehead lines. He stood towering above the dainty blonde. His massive monster cock erect and pressing on her belly. Anton was the new guy she was seeing behind her husband’s back.

Nadia wore a new black sports bra. She had lost weight and became toned as she worked out. She thought about surprising Mark with an impromptu visit at the gym. She was close by as she entered town. The gym closed at 10. But Mark lived there…

She turned the corner and arrived. The lights were still on. She looked through the window.

“Ahh! Ahh! Fuck me Mr Hall! Fuck me hard!”

Vicky was riding Mark on the floor of the gym. Her bubble butt slapping on his quads. Brown hair in a pony, dancing. Wet. Hot. Sex. Her big juicy tits, clapping. Mark grunted and spanked Vicky’s ass. Suddenly he grabbed her asscheeks and thrusted upwards at a rapid pace.

“Ahhhhh! Mr Hall! Ahhhh! Yeahhh!”

Nadia stepped back. Red. Angry. How could he do this?! Mark was just like all the men she avoided in her past. She had given into temptations — trusted Mark… But he was a player. And she had been played.

She called Cameron —

“Hey Nads… I’m ah… kinda.. ahh fuck… busy..” Cameron moaned. She was being fucked in doggystyle on her husband’s bed by the ex-military wrestler stud, Anton. His thick hard dick pounding Cameron’s tight pink cunt. Tanned tits swaying. His hands on her thin pinched waist, thrusting relentlessly.

Nadia blushed. Cameron was cheating on her husband. And she wasn’t even hiding it. She was being fucked on call right this moment.

Was everything in this world revolving around sex? It was making her feel queasy. When did she become so superficial? More than anything she wished she could go back to those days watching Disney movies on the couch with Greg.

She picked up her phone and dialed a number.