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Caught Husband

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Yesterday I went shopping and when I came home, I noticed my husband wasn't in the family room watching football, like he was when I left. I walked down the hallway and heard a squishy, slurpy noise.

When I came to the doorway of our bedroom, I saw him lying on the bed naked with his legs spread and a towel underneath him. He had a bottle of massage oil and a magazine open. His dick was huge and red and he was stroking himself really hard and fast. I'd never seen him do that before by himself and it made me so hot to see the expression on his face as he was pulling his dick.

My pussy got so wet and achy watching him and then he slowed down a bit and stopped. He flipped the magazine a few pages and then slowly and gently started touching himself again, mainly around the head. By now I could feel my clit enlarged and pressing hard against my panties. I didn't want to make my presence known though, because I wanted to watch him.

I backed up down the hall and slipped my wet panties off under my skirt so he wouldn't hear me and then came back. He'd laid the magazine down beside him and I could see it was open to a brunette with her legs spread and a hairy cunt. He was massaging his balls with one hand and rubbing his dick with the other as he looked at her picture. I put my hand up my skirt and rubbed my fingers around my wet pussy. I started strumming my clit back and forth with my index finger. I could feel my juices running down my thighs as I played with myself. He threw his head back and grimaced and started stroking his big cock faster and harder than I ever thought possible. It was a blur. My fingers moved just as fast over my clit until waves and waves of orgasm rushed over me. As my pussy started contracting I let out a squeak, and luckily he didn't hear me because he was spurting ribbons of cum straight up in the air and making grunts of his own. I grabbed my panties from my bedroom floor and quietly let myself out, waited a few moments and then came in slamming the door and calling out to him. I heard lot's of shuffling around going on, and then he came out with loose shorts and a tee shirt on, and seemed breathless and flustered, as I was. I know I will fantasize about this for a long time to come when I masturbate.



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