My husband and I haven’t been the best of couples but, somehow, we have made our home a nest of true lovers. Through thick and thin, he has never left me in doubt of his love, care and commitment. But I don’t trust him with women. Even when he is not chasing them, women are always crushing on him. Kerry has it all. Sweet, suave, statuesque fluent and affluent, he has a dignifying dress sense and dizzying romantic courtesies that would keep any lady salivating.

Apart from his physical attraction, upscale lifestyle and comical appeal, Kerry is a workaholic behind close doors. Even after a decade of regular c3x, I still m0@n like a lunatic whenever Kerry mounts me; especially when he suspends my legs in the air for optimum penetration. His manhood is thick when in full throttle. So, my unexpressed fear has always been that any lady that tastes Kerry’s sweet banana is bound to stay around him. My husband is endowed in all ramifications and particularly influential in bed.


We don’t agree on many things but we don’t disagree either. In most cases, when we have contentions we look at the intentions and the tension disappears. That explains my choice of ‘true lovers’ in describing our relationship.


For instance, early last month we took a decision to beef up security in our house in the wake of rising cases of burglary in our Estate, Gaskia Golden Court, Garki Abuja. We both agreed on the installation of CCTV but we disagreed on whether or not a camera should be placed in our bedroom. Kerry insisted and I concurred based on superior argument that a camera in our room would snoop on our cleaners who have access to our inner chambers. It was done.

Three days after the installation, Kerry and I left home together one Saturday morning. We drove in different cars and went in different directions. While I went to a salon to braid my hair, Kerry drove to a neighbourhood supermarket to buy some bottles of red wine, whiskey and champagne. He returned home early while I spent the whole day in the salon.


Two days later, I did a routine check of the recordings of the CCTV. I was shocked and shattered. Apparently, Kerry brought a woman home last Saturday while I was in the salon. Not just any woman but our neighbour’s wife, Jane. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t occur to him to switch off the CCTV before embarking on his adulterous romp.

In the 26-minute footage, Kerry was seen making a phone call. Five minutes later, Jane entered our living room, beaming with smiles. My husband hugged and k!*sed her passionately, pushed her towards the sofa. Jane quickly unstrapped her wrist watch and stepped out of her fitted short gown. Her round, robust hips stuck out atop her hot heels. Kerry slouched and held her laps, using his fingers to comb her curled pubic hair lusciously.

At once, he led her into our matrimonial room. From the way Jane jaunted into the king size bed, it showed that she was familiar with my room. In other words, this may not be their first adulterous act in our bedroom. But this should be the most audacious. Kerry inserted a finger into her p*$sy while sucking her n!*ples. Suddenly, he rolled off the bed, brought a pack of condom from his wallet and wore it on his turgid d**k.

He k!$sed her again as he began to thrust from her backside. Jane twitched and turned her neck uncontrollably.

Rest of the story

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Has he left the house yet?

Is this a real life story or just some random erotic literature?

Fiction

Not real story oh

Nothing like gaskia Golden Estate

Damn Niggar!!!!
Stale

Based on my experience banging married women I can tell you this story is fake

DaudaTheSexyGuy:
Based on my experience banging married women I can tell you this story is fake

you better leave people's wives alone before you will start reaping what you sole