Housewife Becomes Sex Slave to Younger Man [Female Lines]

God damn it! Why did I buy so much? How the hell am I going to get all of these groceries into the house by myself? It’s bad enough my husband doesn’t fuck me anymore, he could at least be here to take in the groceries!

[The young man walks up to her]

Hmm? Excuse me? Who are you?

Should I— Oh, it’s you!

[Thinking to herself] It’s that neighbor boy from down the street. I didn’t recognize him since he’s been away at college for so long. My, my, he’s grown into quite the sexy young man, hasn’t he! Look at all those muscles. I bet a young stud like that could fuck any woman he wanted. Hell, if I was married, I would gladly let him—

What was that?

The groceries? Oh, yes, I would be so grateful if you gave me a hand with them. It isn’t too much trouble, is it?

[He picks up her bags]

Oh, look at how strong you are. So many... muscles. So... fit, and... [Cough] let’s go inside, shall we?

.....

Thank you so much for your help. It would have taken me ages to put all those groceries away.

You’re leaving so soon?

Well, what I mean is, why not stay and... have some milk and cookies?

Yes, as a thank you for helping me take in the groceries.

Great. You just sit right there, and I’ll get everything ready.

Here you go, a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies and a tall glass of milk. I hope you like it!

[He starts to eat.]

[Thinking to herself] Oh god! Just look at him! So big and muscular! I bet he could pick me up and fuck me against the wall without breaking a sweat, and look at that huge bulge in his pants! I cock like that would split me in two!

[Muttering quietly] If only my husband’s cock could get that big and hard!

Huh? I didn’t say anything?

What? No, I wasn’t talking about your— You know what, why don’t you just forget whatever you thought you heard.

Why did I invite you to stay? To thank you for taking in my groceries, of course!

Why else would I invite you to stay?

You think I— You think I want to fuck you!? That’s insane! I’m a happily married woman!

You want me to admit it? I... I...

I think I have some cake left over from the church bake sale!

Let me go check the fridge!

[She walks to the fridge and opens the door.]

[He grabs her and bends her over the table]

What! What are you doing?

All I did was invite you to stay for some milk and cookies! That’s it!

I have no idea what you’re talking about! Let me go!

No! I wasn’t staring at your cock!

No! I don’t want to know what it would feel like to get fucked by— Oh my god! You’re rubbing it against my ass! It feels so big! How the fuck does a cock get that big?

[Moans]

[Thinking to herself] Oh god! He’s fondling my breasts! He’s squeezing my nipples between his fingers, and it feels so fucking good! It’s been so long since anyone touched me like this! To think this young man would want to fuck an old woman like me! It feels so... so...

[Out loud] No! No, please stop! I— I don’t want this! You need to leave!

Yes! I’m sure! Now, please, let me go!

No! You don’t need to check for yourself!

Please! Don’t pull down my panties!

[He pulls down her panties]

No! Don’t put your hand there!

[He shoves his hand between her legs]

Oh, fuck! That feels so good! I haven’t been touched there in months!

What? No! You’re wrong! How could I enjoy being man handled by someone half my age? I— I was just surprised, that’s all!

I— I need you to leave!

[He rubs his cock against her pussy]

No, please! Don’t rub that raging hard cock against the entrance to my warm wet—

[He shoves his cock deep into her pussy. She throws her head back and moans.]

OH DEAR GOD! You shoved it all inside of me! You shoved it in so deep!

[Moans]

Oh! It feels too good! I can’t— I can’t think straight!

[Her face goes slack with pleasure as she begins to moan and gasp.]

OH! YES! I love it when a man pulls on my hair! [Moans]

[Moans] Okay! Okay, I give in! I— I want this! Oh, fuck it! I need this! My husband hasn't touched me in ages, and your cock feels so fucking good!

No! It’s not like that! I— I am not a slut!

No! Don’t pull your cock out!

Yes! It’s— It’s true! I am a slut!

I’m— I’m your slut.

I’m your slut!

I’M YOUR SLUT!

I AM YOUR FUCKING SLUT!!! THIS HORNY COLLEGE KID OWNS MY FUCKING CUNT!!!!!

[Moans]

I’M— I’M CUMMING!

[She cums hard on his cock before collapsing, exhausted on the kitchen table.]

That— That was incredible. I’ve never been fucked like that before!

[He continues to pound away at her pussy]

What do you mean we aren’t done?

What!? No! You— You can’t cum inside of me! Please! I’m begging you! I’m not on birth control and it’s my fertile time of the month! My husband hasn't touched me in months. He’s going to know it isn't his!

What do you mean “That’s the point”?

No! You can’t get me pregnant, and there’s no way in hell I’m going to divorce my husband and become your woman!

My husband is good to me. He— He provides for me!

What does he give me? Lots of things! Like... um... my wedding ring!

[She shows him the ring.]

It’s 24 karat gold, and look at that diamond! I bet you can’t afford to buy me anything this good!

Wait! Don’t pull it off my finger!

[He yanks the ring off her finger.]

Okay, you’ve seen it! Now give it back!

[He continues to fuck her hard and deep]
[She moans out loud]

[Moaning] No! No, my husband can’t make me cum as hard as you can.

[Moaning] YOUR COCK! If I had to choose between all of my husband’s money, this big house, the fancy car, everything or your cock, there would be no question! I would happily choose this huge fucking cock of yours!

What is that ring worth to me?

...

Absolutely nothing!

You want me to spit on it?

Yes! Your right!

[She spits on the ring]

It is just a worthless piece of rock and metal. It’s as meaningless as my wedding vows. Why didn’t I see it before!

YES! God, yes, do it! Cum inside me! Do what my limp dicked, soon to be ex-husband couldn't do and impregnate me.

Yes! Yes, I was born to have your babies! Cum inside me! Get me pregnant!

[He cums deep inside her womb as she has another, more powerful orgasm, drawing his seed deep inside her and insuring her impregnation.]

[She lays, dazed and exhausted, bent over the kitchen table, his cum dripping from between her legs.]

What? You want me to pack?

You want me to leave tonight, and serve my husband divorce papers in the morning!?

[Sigh] Yes, sir. Of course I’ll do it.

Yes, sir, I’ll gladly give over every penny I get in the divorce to you. You’re right, a slut like me needs a man like you to decide what’s best for her.

What should I do with my wedding ring? Should I leave it there, on the table, covered in my spit?

[Gasp] You want me to sell my wedding ring at a pawn shop!

You want me to get a tattoo...

... to mark me as your property for the rest of my life?

Yes! I’ll do it! I’ll do anything as long as you keep fucking me with that huge cock of yours!

Yes sir, I’ll go pack!

[Thinking to herself] I can’t believe I’m doing this. Soon, I will leave my husband's home for the last time. I can actually feel my old life fading away. I’m no longer a sweet and innocent housewife. From now on, I am a slut, a whore, a sex slave to a man half my age.

I couldn't be happier!