Trophy Wife Tales

I’m a trophy wife, and I take really good care of myself. I look really hot and still have the body I had in high school because I’ve never had kids. But my husband isn’t doing it for me any more; he does it with his personal assistant. Ok, I’m in my late thirties now and I don’t look as amazing as I used to, but I think I’m still hot. So now I meet my men on Get It On. I had a nice enough profile up on Get It On, but I knew I could meet more men with better pictures. I didn’t have any nude shots – my husband’s far too conservative for that – so I decided that the next man I met and fucked from Get It On would help me out. Then I met Jason at a hotel. He was ten years younger and looking for a MILF experience. I decided to give him one and I brought along my camcorder. “Get some really good shots,” I teased Jason as I handed him the camera. “I want some really hot stuff for my profile on Get It On.” Jason clicked away as I stripped for him and then crawled to him and freed his cock. I gave him a very deep blow-job, and when he was near to coming I stopped. I licked my lips and looked straight at him through the camera. “Fuck me, fuck me like a whore, I want your cock inside of me,” I panted, and re-planted my lips around his prick. I stood and leaned over the bed. I wanted him to come at me from behind. I spread my legs, inviting him into my wet pussy. Jason aimed, fired, and ploughed so deep inside with one thrust that I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. It felt so powerful and strong, and his cock was filling me up completely. I called out in ecstasy, and Jason covered my mouth with his free hand. “Get your fucking hand off of me,” I complained. Jason laughed. “Sorry, I forgot I’m not at home.” I screamed again, and Jason fucked me harder and faster. That’s how to fuck me, I thought; fuck me like you mean it. When we came, we came together. I couldn’t wait to get back home and check the video and post on Get It On!

in Washington