lustatsea
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I come home early and hear my SO talking in the bedroom. As I walk closer, quietly, I hear her describing how hard her nipples are, how hard her clit is. Then she moans low and deep as I hear what I reckon is her wet pussy crackling in rhythm with her dildo or her fingers. She cries out and talks in graphic, raunchy terms about how much she needs a cock splitting her, filling her. A little stunned and unsure what is going on, I peek into the room and see her naked on the bed, on her knees, her ass in the air, and her face in her pillow as one hand pulls a nipple and the other jams her toy into her cunt. Beside her is her phone, recording her raunchy monologue, on the bedside table a laptop open to a Lit profile with a long catalog of Text with Audio submissions. My wife has a secret online life fucking herself for others to hear. I step quietly out of my clothes and walk slowly into the room. The sound of a creaking floor board startles her and she looks at the doorway, terrified. Shock turns to confusion then lust on her face as she processes the moment and sees my cock standing erect and bobbing rudely. "You were saying," I smirk. She pulls her toy from her sopping pussy with a 'pop' and tells me to hurry up. She is so wet and worked up that I slip in with ease. "So tell your audience what you want," I say between increasingly ragged breathes. And she does...for us all to hear until she cums hard on my cock and my seed drizzles out of her onto the sheets.