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37 weeks ago

The bar hums with low laughter and the clink of ice against glass—just enough noise to mask what I’m about to whisper in her ear. I don’t sit. I *loom* behind her stool, one hand braced on the bar as my voice drops to a growl. “You’re gonna follow me upstairs, and your pathetic husband’s gonna watch while I show you what a real cock feels like.” She shivers, her fingers tightening around her wineglass. Her husband—shrinking in his seat, already sweating—flinches at my words. I lean closer, lips brushing the shell of her ear. “I’ll make you scream so loud he’ll cry. You’ll beg me to ruin you, and he’ll *thank* me for it.” She exhales, sharp, her thighs pressing together. “Prove it.” I grab her wrist, yanking her off the stool. Her cuck scrambles after us like a kicked dog, but I don’t even glance back. “You’ll hold the camera,” I tell him. “And you’ll *watch* while I wreck your wife’s tight little pussy.” Her breath hitches. I can smell her arousal, thick and sweet. “He doesn’t deserve to see this,” I murmur, palming her ass as we head for the elevator. “But I want him to remember *exactly* what he’ll never give you.” She moans—soft, involuntary—and I know she’s already mine. *Good.* Let the bastard suffer.

The cuck’s hands tremble as I shove him onto the bed, knotting the silk robe belt around his wrists and tying them to the headboard. His throat bobs, eyes darting between me and his wife—already grinding against my thigh, whimpering. “Stay.” I smirk down at him before turning to her, gripping the back of her neck as I crush my mouth to hers. She gasps, arching, and I bite her lip hard enough to make her moan. I don’t bother undressing her—just rip her dress open, buttons scattering. Her tits bounce free, nipples pebbled. She’s soaked through her panties, the fabric clinging when I shove two fingers inside her. “Fuck, you’re *dripping* for me already,” I growl. The cuck whimpers. I kick his thigh, making him jerk. “Watch. Closely.” Her breath comes in ragged gasps as I drag her onto the bed, spreading her knees on either side of her husband’s chest. I don’t tease—just slam into her with one brutal thrust. She screams, nails raking my back, and I fuck her hard, the bed rattling. “Tell him,” I snarl, gripping her hair. “H-he—*oh god*—fucks me so much better than you!” she sobs, bouncing on my cock. “Fills me—*ah!*—like you *never* could—” The cuck’s eyes are wet. I smirk, thrusting deeper, and feel her clench around me as I come. Panting, I pull out—and drag her onto his face. “Clean her up,” I order. She grinds down, whimpering as his tongue flicks desperately at her swollen pussy. “Swallow it all,” she moans. “Taste what a *real* man feels like.” His muffled sob is the best part.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
37 weeks ago

3 more parts to come

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By *ndiancheatingwifeCouple
37 weeks ago

Solihull

More please

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By *oe-joeMan
37 weeks ago

Awesome

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By (user no longer on site) OP
37 weeks ago

Part 2 posted

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By (user no longer on site)
37 weeks ago

"Part 2 posted "

Why didn't you just continue in this thread?

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By *antasy2Reality24Man
37 weeks ago

chandlers ford

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By *eachlife49Man
37 weeks ago

ocean

Nice

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By *oyntzMan
37 weeks ago

all over Ireland

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By *uckoldandWifeCouple
37 weeks ago

Manchester

short and sweet

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By (user no longer on site) OP
37 weeks ago

You felt her hot breath on your ear. You reached out, grabbing a handful of her long dark hair. "You like that, don't you? You like him watching?" Her reply was a muffled moan, rubbing her cunt over your thighs. She loved every second. You could feel her wet heat, her eager hips grinding down. The tiny little sounds as she rubbed her pussy lips over your thighs was intoxicating. "You want more," you growled, gripping her hip. She looked over her shoulder again, her eyes locked with his. "He wants this too, doesn't he?" She heard her husband’s breathing, each intake sharp and desperate, his nostrils flared. You unbuttoned and unzipped your jeans, your cock throbbing. Her eyes fell to it. She let out a soft whimper, the sound low, needy. You took your cock in your hand, stroking it slowly. Your breath came in short little gasps. “Get the fuck back here," you demanded. She lifted and spun, moving back to your face. She lowered herself onto me. You gripped her thighs, pulling her down onto your face. You wouldn’t have stopped her if she tried. Her husband’s gaze followed her as she sat. Your mouth moved over her thighs. She moaned as your tongue greased her cunt. Her husband let out a small whimper. You opened her legs. She looked back again, and smiled. "You like watching me get my cunt eaten, don't you? You love it." You could feel your own cock twitching, dripping on your stomach. She gasped as you ran your tongue up the length of her cunt, circling her clit. "Yessss..." she hissed. From the front seat, he shifted, his hand moving slowly over his own cock, his eyes never leaving the sight of you eating her cunt with ravenous abandon. She was worked into a frenzy. Her eyes stayed locked and glued to his as she rode your face.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
37 weeks ago

She climbed off, breath ragged, lips swollen. You stood, wiping your chin, your cock still hard and ready. She glanced at her husband, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Let's take this to the hotel." He nodded, a silent agreement, his eyes glazed with lust. You followed them, the night air cool against your skin, but your blood still hot. The hotel was a sleek, modern building, lights glowing softly in the lobby. They led you to a suite, the door clicking shut behind you. She turned to you, her eyes hungry. "Strip," she commanded, her voice a low purr. You did as she said, your clothes dropping to the floor. Her husband sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes on you, his hand slowly stroking his cock. She pushed you onto the bed, straddling you. Her mouth found yours, her tongue exploring, teasing. You could feel her heat against your cock, her wetness coating you. She broke the kiss, her eyes locking with yours. "Fuck me," she whispered. "Hard." You flipped her over, her back hitting the mattress. Her legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you into her. You thrust into her, hard and deep, her moans filling the room. Her husband watched, his hand moving faster, his breath coming in short gasps. You grabbed her hips, pulling her into each thrust, your skin slapping against hers. She met your every movement, her nails digging into your back. "More," she panted. "Give me more." You obliged, your thrusts becoming harder, faster. She cried out, her body arching off the bed. From the corner of your eye, you saw her husband's hand moving faster, his body tensing. She reached out, her hand wrapping around his cock. "Come with us," she whispered, her voice hoarse with pleasure. He did, his body shuddering, a low groan escaping his lips. You felt her tighten around you, her body convulsing as she came, her screams filling the room. You thrust into her one last time, your body shaking as you came. Your cock twitching in her, she grinned. "Fuck, you’re good at that."

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By (user no longer on site) OP
37 weeks ago

"short and sweet

Next parts now posted

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By (user no longer on site) OP
37 weeks ago

"Nice "