Some women need therapy after seeing an unsolicited dick pic. I'm the opposite. Dick pics light me up, make my pussy throb with a need to cheat so intense it's almost painful. Jay, a friend in LA, knows precisely how to get me going. Every few weeks, he sends me a shot of his gorgeous, thick cock, sometimes soft and hanging, begging me to make it hard with my mouth, sometimes rock-hard and ready to wreck my insides. Yesterday, he sent a video of his dick twitching, unloading a hot, creamy stream of cum across his chiseled abs. The way his dick seized and pulsed when it was pumping cum hands-free was beautiful. My cunt clenched so hard watching it squeezed girl goo out of me onto the chair. I swear my pussy was begging to be filled with every drop of that load. I needed him inside me, stretching me, pumping me full until I was dripping. The ache was so intense I could barely sit still. So I masturbated on Shane's office chair, imagining Jay's cock spreading me open, the head of his dick going in so deep I could feel it is pushing against my stomach. Anyway, what's my point here? I live with Shane five days a week and spend two days a week with my husband. Shane and I have become so much more than just fuck buddies. We have something incredible, and I couldn't be happier about it. But...and this is a big "but," My pussy is a massive traitor. I would cheat on Shane in less than a second if my dick pic buddy showed up here in Daytona. I would let Jay pump his cum in my holes right on Shane's kitchen table and then fuck Jay's dick soft in Shane's bed while he's at work. It's not even a question. My pussy would override any deep emotional connection I have with Shane. My holes don't care about loyalty when they are hungry like that. Again, my pussy is, without a doubt, a traitor, and the truth is I love how it rules me. As for my husband, Scott, thinking about how easily I'd toss him aside for Jay's cock gets me so wet it's almost cruel. Is it bad that he's not even a thought? Could Jay and I have an amazing and special relationship, like the one I've with Shane? Maybe. It would be paradise. But...the odds are slim he will ever be in Daytona, and the odds get to about zero when you factor in if I will want to spend time with Jay after he pulls his cum dripping dick out of me and puts his clothes back on. Probably not. But I'd love to find out because one never knows!