Chapter 8: Affair continues
madison couldn’t get Matt out of her head, she was ashamed of herself for cheating on her husband but at the same time the memory of Matt’s cock buried deep inside her , her pussy stretched and filled to the brim, her body claimed by another man, was too intoxicating, she felt like a slut, a filthy little whore and it turned her on immensely.
She had never felt this way before, never felt this level of desire and depravity. Matt had unlocked something inside her, something dark and forbidden, and she was powerless to stop it.
As nick left for the airport, she fought every urge to text Matt.
She felt a pang of guilt for wanting another man, but her body hummed with desire. She needed to feel alive.
She waited until Nick was out of town on business before she sent Matt a text.
Madison: I need you.
She didn't have to wait long for a response.
Matt: Been thinking about that sweet little cunt of yours all day. You want me to come over and fuck you, don't you, you little slut?
Madison: Yes. Please. I need you to use me like the whore I am.
Matt: Good girl. I’m on my way. Dress in bridal for me, baby. I’m spending the night.
You’re mine.” Madison felt a shiver of both fear and excitement run down her spine at the thought of them spending the night together. She was playing with fire, but she couldn’t stop. She wanted this, needed this. She needed Matt to claim her, to use her, to make her feel like the filthy little whore she was becoming.
Madison quickly showered, her body still tingling from the memory of Matt's rough fucking. She stepped out of the shower and looked at herself in the mirror. Her reflection stared back at her, her body marked by Matt's touch, her nipples red and swollen, her pussy still sore and tender.
She reached up and touched her hair, feeling the need to change herself, to transform into the woman Matt wanted. She quickly styled her hair into soft waves, letting it cascade down her back in loose curls. She applied her makeup, going for a look that was both innocent and seductive, a virgin brought to the altar for sacrifice. She slipped into a bridal lingerie dress her best friend had given her at her bachelorette.
It was white, with lace trimming and a sweetheart neckline that accentuated her cleavage. The skirt was short, barely covering her ass, and flared out at the bottom, making her feel like a virgin bride about to be defiled.
She heard the front door open and close, and her heart started pounding in her chest. She took a deep breath and walked out of the bedroom, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She saw Matt standing in the living room, a wicked grin on his face as he looked her up and down.
"Holy fuck, Madison," he breathed, his eyes gleaming with hunger and lust.
"You look fucking incredible."
She blushed, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. She knew she looked like a sexy, innocent virgin bride, and it was having the desired effect on Matt.
"Come here, you little slut," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Let me have a taste of that sweet little cunt."
Madison hesitated for a moment before slowly walking towards him. She could feel his eyes on her, devouring her, and it made her feel both exposed and empowered. She loved being the center of his attention, loved knowing that he wanted her so badly. She wore Bridal robe for wedding with puff sleeves Bride robe Long white robe tulle boudoir robe Dressing gown wedding for him, just for him. She had never felt so desired, so wanted, so needed. She finally reached him, her body trembling with a mixture of anticipation and fear. Matt grabbed her by the waist and roughly pulled her to him.
"Cmon, baby, let's get this fucking dress off you," he growled, his hands already working to pull the dress over her head. Madison raised her arms, allowing him to remove the dress and toss it aside. She stood before him in just her bridal lingerie, her nipples hard and her pussy already soaked with desire.