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A married MILF cheats on her husband

A married MILF cheats on her husband
A married MILF cheats on her husband

A married MILF cheats on her husband

 

“Are you ready for me, slut?”

A married MILF cheats on her husband. Maggie’s heart raced as she stared at the text message from her boyfriend, James. They had been having a torrid affair for the past six months, ever since he had started working with her. He was twenty-five years old, ten years younger than her.

But that wasn’t even the worst part. The worst part was that James knew she was married. Knew that she had a husband at home who loved and adored her but who didn’t satisfy her sexually anymore. Knew that she cheated on him regularly.

James knew all of this and didn’t care.

In fact, he reveled in it. He used it to his advantage. She was just his fuck toy; his dirty little secret. And Maggie allowed it because she couldn’t resist him.

They would hook up after work at least once or twice a week, sneaking off during their lunch breaks to have sex in his car or fucking in secluded spots around their office building after hours.

And now here she sat in her bedroom with her family downstairs, wet and horny and eager to see him again.

“Are you ready for me, slut?”

Maggie ran her fingers over the screen of her phone before typing out a response.

“Yes,” she replied simply.

The front door slammed shut downstairs and Maggie felt like she’d been struck by lightning.

Fuck! She thought desperately.

She could hear Brad’s footsteps coming up the stairs towards their bedroom.

Fuck!

She quickly typed out another text message before setting her phone down on the nightstand beside her bed next to a pair of handcuffs.

“Be quiet and do what I say when you get upstairs,” Brad called out from outside the doorway before stepping inside himself.

He closed the door behind him and locked it shut

“What are you doing?” Maggie asked nervously as Brad moved towards their bed slowly deliberately.

“I want to try something,” he said curtly.

Brad reached out and grabbed Maggie’s wrists in his strong hands, pulling them behind her back and holding them there with one hand while he used the other to grab hold of the handcuffs on the nightstand beside her.

“I’m going to tie you up and have my way with you,” Brad said with a wicked grin.

Maggie’s heart pounded in her chest as Brad snapped one of the cuffs around her wrist and then grabbed hold of her other wrist, twisting it behind her back until she felt a sharp pain in her arm.

“Brad, stop!” she cried out desperately.

“I thought this was what you wanted?” Brad sneered at her. “You’re always so fucking horny all the time now. I figured this is what you needed.”

“Please, Brad. Just let me go,” Maggie pleaded nervously.

“Shut up,” Brad snapped. “You’re going to love this.”

Maggie felt tears welling up in her eyes as she watched helplessly while Brad cuffed both of her wrists together before shoving her down onto their bed.

He quickly straddled her hips, using his weight to pin Maggie down beneath him as he leaned forward over top of her and lowered his face towards hers.

“No! Please stop!” Maggie screamed desperately as she realized what he was about to do.

But it was too late. She felt his lips press against hers and then his tongue pushed its way inside of her mouth.

Maggie tried to resist him but there was nothing that she could do.

She moaned helplessly into Brad’s mouth as he kissed her roughly, his strong hands roaming across the curves of her body through the fabric of their clothes.

He pulled away from their kiss for a moment just long enough to reach down between them and grab hold of the waistband on Maggie’s shorts.

He tugged at them roughly, pulling them down her legs and leaving her naked from the waist down.

Maggie blushed shyly as Brad stared down at her exposed pussy. It was shaved smooth and glistening with her juices.

“Fuck you’re so wet for me,” Brad sneered. “You’re such a fucking slut.”

He grabbed hold of Maggie’s wrists and held them together above her head with one hand while he used his other hand to reach down between them again.

Maggie moaned in pleasure as Brad’s fingers brushed against the sensitive folds of skin between her thighs.

“You like that, don’t you?” Brad sneered. “You love being my dirty little whore.”

“Yes!” Maggie cried out desperately in response. “I’m your dirty little whore.”

“That’s right,” Brad said approvingly as he dipped two fingers inside of Maggie’s dripping wet pussy. She was so fucking tight.

He began pumping his fingers in and out of her rapidly, causing Maggie to moan loudly in pleasure.

“Fuck!” she cried out desperately as she felt herself teetering on the edge of orgasm.

Brad smirked down at her as he continued to finger fuck her relentlessly.

“Not yet,” he ordered coldly.

Brad abruptly pulled his fingers out of Maggie’s pussy before using both hands to grab hold of the waistband on his own shorts, tugging them down until his cock sprang free from its confines.

Maggie gasped in surprise at the sight of him; Brad was huge! Much bigger than her husband.

And so much better than him too, she thought.

She’d never admit it to anyone but deep down inside, she knew that it was true.

Still holding onto Maggie’s wrists with one hand, Brad used his other hand to position himself at the entrance to her pussy before pushing forward forcefully

Maggie moaned loudly as she felt his cock stretch her open and push deep inside of her.

“Oh, god!” she cried out desperately as Brad began to fuck her in earnest.

His hips rocked back and forth with a furious pace, his cock plunging in and out of Maggie’s pussy and hitting all the right spots.

“Fuck! You’re so tight!” Brad grunted as he hammered into her relentlessly.

Maggie could feel her orgasm building rapidly now; it was only a matter of time before she would explode all over Brad’s throbbing cock.

“Please cum inside me,” she begged.

“Don’t be silly. I can’t get you pregnant.” That is what James said to her one day. “Why not? We don’t use protection,” She replied. “I am sterile.” He said nonchalantly.

That news made Maggie hornier than ever. If she wasn’t careful, they’d be fucking everywhere all the time.

She kept the handcuffs under her pillow after that night. It was a nice surprise for him after work during their lunchtime quickies in his car.

And then one day, everything fell apart.

Brad had been acting strange lately. He was more attentive to Maggie than he had been in years, constantly buying her flowers and leaving little love notes for her around the house.

One day he came home from work early

He found them together; caught them having sex in their bedroom.

“WHAT THE FUCK?” Brad screamed angrily at them when he stepped inside their bedroom to find James fucking his wife doggy-style while pulling on her hair roughly like he was some kind of a porn star.

Maggie froze in fear as she stared up at Brad, who stood there fuming with anger while completely naked except for a pair of handcuffs dangling from one wrist.

James didn’t seem nearly as panicked as Maggie did though; if anything looked excited by the prospect of getting caught.

“Hey man,” James greeted him casually with a smirk. “What’s up?”

Brad didn’t say a word to James; he just lunged towards him and tackled him to the ground.

Maggie screamed in terror as she watched helplessly while Brad pummeled his fists into James’ face over and over again, blood spraying all over the room.

“Please stop!” Maggie begged desperately after a few moments.

Brad looked up at her for a moment, his eyes filled with rage before he raised one of his fists and punched James one more time in the face hard enough to knock him unconscious.

Maggie stared down at the sight of James’ limp body sprawled out on their bedroom floor in a daze, unsure of what to do or say.

She was still naked from where James had been fucking her, her pussy dripping wet with arousal. She felt so ashamed for being caught but also incredibly turned on by what had just happened.

“I can’t believe you did this to me,” Brad sneered at her angrily as he climbed off of James’ unconscious body and stood up. He tugged at the handcuffs around his wrist for a moment before ripping them free and throwing them angrily across the room.

“Get dressed,” Brad said coldly.

“What?” Maggie asked nervously. She wasn’t sure if she had heard him correctly or not.

“I said get dressed,” Brad repeated curtly as he pointed towards her closet. “We’re leaving.”

“Where are we going?”

“To see my lawyer.”

Maggie sat there quietly in the passenger seat of their car as they drove to their attorney’s office together.

She could feel Brad’s eyes on her every now and then but she didn’t dare meet his gaze; she was too afraid of what she would see there.

He was silent for most of the drive until they pulled into the parking lot outside of their attorney’s office.

“Listen to me,” Brad said sternly after he turned off the car’s engine and they sat there in silence for a moment.

“You’re mine, do you understand? You belong to me. I own your slutty little pussy and I can do whatever the fuck I want with it.”

Maggie blushed shyly as she stared at her lap, unsure of how to respond. Somehow, she knew that he was right though.

“Now get out of the car,” Brad ordered her coldly.

Maggie quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed out of the car, standing beside it nervously while Brad walked around to stand in front of her.

He reached out and grabbed hold of Maggie’s wrist, pulling her towards him roughly before slamming his mouth down onto hers.

She moaned helplessly into their kiss as Brad’s tongue pushed its way inside of her mouth and his hands roamed across the curves of her body possessively. She could feel herself growing wet with arousal already

When they finally broke their kiss a few moments later, Maggie felt slightly dizzy from lack of oxygen but also incredibly turned on.

“I’m going to take you home and fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to walk straight for a week,” Brad snarled at her lustfully. “And then maybe, just maybe we’ll be able to work things out.”

Maggie nodded silently in response like a good submissive wife should as Brad climbed back into their car and started up the engine again.

A married MILF cheats on her husband

The End

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