So I met this girl at a bar. She was short, brown hair and had giant tits. She was dressed classy and was out with her friends. I hit on her and she kind of tells me off. She doesn’t completely reject me but she wants to stay with her friends. I asked her if she was married or seeing someone and she kept saying “why?” And “maybe” and “does it matter”.

I gave her my number thinking she would never text me anyway and went on my way. She then texts me later that night a pic of her squeezing her tit saying “you made me wet” and “I’m touching myself thinking about you”. I invite her over but she said she can’t get away that night.

She comes over a few days later and she’s wearing a tight shirt showing off her tits. They looks bigger than before. We had a few drinks and hung out around the deck. I’m pretty drunk and she keeps trying to play fight and rubs her body over me. I finally put her in a hold with my arms around her and her facing away from me. She starts rubbing her ass on me and I go for her tits. She turns around and we make out. I take her shirt off and then her bra to expose her huge tits. I titty fuck her in my kitchen. She bounces her tits on my cock and starts sucking my cock and spitting on her tits for lubrication. I’m fucking her pretty hard that I think I might hurt her tits. But she keeps going.

I lift her up and we make out again. I carry her to my bed and start fucking her throat pretty hard, she’s gagging but when I walk back, she follows me and keeps sucking. I then started fucking her missionary and then doggy. I finally cum in her with her legs over my shoulders.

We pass out and then she gets a call in the morning. She says something like “yeah, I’m still with (my friend), I’ll be home later”. I ask who that was and she says her husband. I’m shocked and so conflicted. She’s next to me still naked and looking hot as fuck but her husband is looking for her. I rub her tits and waist and we go for round 2.

I then remember I came in her last night. 2nd time I came on her tits. I ask her if she’s on birth control and she says no. I asked her why didn’t she tell me she was married. Finally I tell her I came in her. We go to CVS and she waits in the car, I get the morning after pill and she takes it.

I took her to her car and she texted me later the night of when we would hang out again. I told her I didn’t think it was a good idea. But I couldn’t stop thinking about how much of a freak she was. We met up again.