It’s not easy being a horny housewife. I’m from Russia, and I moved to San Francisco to marry a man I met online. I was always horny. But the men back home just weren’t my type. Whenever I needed some company, I used to get online and just chat with random strangers. I was addicted to sexting and webcam sex for a while, but never have I done it professionally. I just loved showing myself to men who made me want to please them. And I got pretty good at it.
However, I tried to stop when I got married to this man who is so good to me. And he pleases me well in the bedroom. But I still miss that tension and buildup you get when chatting with a stranger who is excited for every upskirt and downblouse teasing photo you send. And I also missed getting some good dick picks and cum tributes. Sometimes I would relapse, create snapchat accounts and add random guys just for a quick sexting session. However, what I did over the past month was outrageous.
My husband’s son turned 18, and he was finally able to move out of his bitch mom’s house. So, he came to SF to live with us. He’s a good kid, shy, and still socially awkward. But he’ll make a great man one day. And the main reason I say that is because he’s packing a ridiculously large cock. I’m talking twice the size of his dad’s, who isn’t lacking inches either. His dick must be the biggest white dick I’ve ever seen. When I first met him, I was staring at his bulge just as lustful as he was staring at my cleavage. But he is way too young to get any of my subtle hints. And I don’t want to risk being too upfront with him because he might not react well and tell his dad I am trying to fuck him.
Weeks passed, and I grew obsessed with his dick. He wasn’t trying to hide it away either. All he wore inside the house was gray sweatpants or basketball shorts. At first, I thought he wasn’t comprehending the size of his cock and the power it can have over girls. But then I caught him taking a dick pick through his sweatpants one day. He knew I saw him because his flash was on. I burst into laughter, and he ran up to his room. He didn’t look me in the eyes for a whole week. But since I knew he was sending dick picks left and right, I got a crazy idea. I pretended to have lost my phone and asked to borrow his phone for a moment so that I could call myself and find it. That’s how I got his number. Then I used a throwaway number to message him a couple of days later.
“Are the rumors about your dick true?”
“Who is it?”
“A girl from school. I got your number from a friend.”
“BS! I never sent a dick pick to any girls at school. Who is it? How did you get my number.”
I came up with a massive lie on the spot.
“Ok! I’m a hairstylist and I peeked into the phone of a client. I don’t know her name, but I’m good with numbers and memorized yours. I was shocked and impressed. Is that your dick, or are you catfishing?”
“It’s my dick”
“Can you prove it”
That’s when I first saw his dick outside the pants. It was veiny, cut, thick, and long. And it wasn’t even hard. It was like looking at a BBC, but white.
“I think I can fit it all inside here” was the message I sent with a close-up of my wet pussy.
“How about now?” he replied with another picture of his dick, fully erect this time. I was so turned on that I typed with one hand while rubbing my pussy.
“I love getting stretched and hurt!” I sent him a picture of my four fingers, knuckles deep inside my pussy.
“It’s way bigger than that. Can you fist yourself?”
This kiddo wasn’t messing around. He was so awkward in person but so confident in sexting. He must have had years of experience.
“Would you send me a cumshot video if I can?”
He agreed, and I started fisting myself in the bedroom while I knew he was waiting for the video downstairs. I was so horny and wet that I didn’t even need to use lube. The video was excellent, and I even moaned in it. It was three minutes long. After I sent it, I went downstairs to see if he had any reactions. He rushed to the bathroom when he saw me walking down the stairs.
I pushed my ear to the door to hear him moaning and jerking off while also hearing my moans in the video. I was listening and fingering myself until I came. Then I got a notification, and it was his cumshot video.
I followed him into the kitchen and started making small talk while watching his video on mute. He got out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. I asked him about girls. He told me girls his age just don’t get him. I asked him if he hurts them. He gave me an odd look and said it was something like that. Then I asked him about his college plans. And while he was telling me, I was looking into my phone, watching his cumshot video. Then I started turning up the volume. His face got white, and he froze. I turned the phone around as his massive load was busting in the sink.
“Did you clean up after yourself, young man?”
“Y-yes!” he mumbled while still processing what was happening.
“H-how did you get that video?”
“I might be a hacker,” I said while slowly running my feet up his leg and stepping onto his crotch, feeling his dick through the sweatpants.
“Or I might be a hairstylist.”
“Please don’t tell dad!”
“Oh my God! How are you so shy and silly with a dick that big? I guess it uses all your blood. Listen up, kiddo! I don’t want to upset your father, and I don’t want to mess up with your feelings. I just want you for your dick, so let’s make a deal. Whenever you feel like jerking off, and you find me home alone, use me as your fleshlight, ok? Can you keep a secret? And also, can you get hard again?”
“Y-yes and y-yes”
“Ok, sweetie! Now let’s put you to the test. I’m not going to look at you and make you even more nervous. I’m just going to bend over this table, and you can give it to me from behind. Just imagine I’m someone else. Use me to make yourself cum, and please hurry because your dad will come back home in 45 minutes.”
I bent over the table but then got up to take my pants off because the boy was too shocked to think, and then I spread open my ass cheeks.
“Make sure you put it in my pussy. I’m already wet, but just spit on your cock before you go in.”
After ten seconds of waiting in complete silence, I heard him spit, and that’s the last straight thought I had. I was not prepared for him. And he didn’t know how to use his dick properly. He just shoved it inside me and pushed it all the way down to his balls. No wonder he doesn’t have a girlfriend. A skinny 18 years old girl would bleed after such an entry. Lucky for him and me, pain turns me on, especially when caused by a big cock.
As I was saying, I couldn’t think straight after that. I just know I had orgasms after orgasms. At one point, I could feel my legs slipping on the wet floor, and I didn’t even realize it when squirt came pouring out of me. The boy lasted for quite a while. It’s not like I could keep track of time or even check the microwave clock across the room. But at one point, I could feel his warm cum flooding my pussy, and then his hands shaking my body.
“Hey! Wake up! Dad’s here. Get up and clean yourself! I’m going to stall him!”
He went out, and I think he asked his dad to drive him somewhere because the car had left. I got off that table, and my feet slipped on the juiced-up floor. He fucked me so well I drooled on the table and mushed my face in the spit puddle. I looked like a mess, but I was out of my body. I don’t know what I will do from now on, but I’m surely hooked on this boy’s dick. I secretly wish he would never find a girlfriend and just live with his dad and me for the rest of his life.