Homewrecker ganging

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

I heard that all the guys in the neighbourhood were watching the game at Dave’s house. This was perfect, because all the wives would be on a shopping trip.

The wives all hated me. I had a reputation. I was the woman in the neighbourhood they told their husbands to stay away from, and they were right to do so. More right than they knew.

I couldn’t think of anything that would give me greater pleasure than to wreck their homes, ruin their relationships, and know that I had been the cause of it all. And now that I had this chance with all the husbands under one roof, I was going to take it.

The door was unlocked. I walked in and strode right into the living room. I was wearing my long leopard print coat, thigh high pvc boots, and nothing else. Everyone turned to look at me.

I slipped off my coat and stood there with my hands on my hips, showing off my huge tits and shaven pink cunt. I had a body that was made for sex, the kind that men dreamed about. Although many men had not needed to dream…

Jaws dropped to the floor. Dave eventually found something to say.

“Stacy…hello…I…um…can we help you?”

“Sorry to interrupt the game guys, but my cunt hasn’t been filled since yesterday and I need some action. Take a good look. Why settle for your wives with their dried up cunts who just lie there and take it? Tell me guys, do your wives suck your dicks balls deep? Do they talk dirty to you? Do they let you lick their asshole before putting your cock right up it?”

Silence greeted me, they were all still stunned.

“No? Are you going to spend the rest of your lives with these women who will soon be prunes? You will be doing it once a month at the most. But with me it will be different guys, I will do the things that they won’t even think about.”

I reached down between my legs, ran my finger up my slick crevice, then held it up toward them.

“That’s how wet I am from just thinking about it. So who’s up for it? That couch looks like a good place for a gangbang.”

I had them all. They leapt to their feet and all set upon me like beasts upon their quarry. I had driven them over the edge. I was always able to bring out the animal in men, no matter how happily married they were. Although after I was done with them, they were not so happily married. God I was a bad woman.