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My hands shook as I, f22, adjusted the hem of my tight black dress in the mirror. The one that hugged my ass and pushed my tits up just right. Alex, my husband of four years, sat on the edge of the bed watching me, his face flushed.
“You still sure, baby?” I asked, turning to him. My voice was soft but my pussy was already wet.
Alex swallowed hard. “Yeah. Fuck, Emmy… I want this. I want to see you get fucked by someone who can actually… you know.”
“Say it,” I whispered, stepping between his legs and running my fingers through his hair.
“Someone bigger. Someone who can make you scream the way I can’t.” His voice cracked with shame and lust.
I kissed him deeply, tasting his nervousness. “I love you. This doesn’t change that. But tonight I’m going to be a slut for him. For Derek.”
The doorbell rang.
Derek was everything Alex wasn’t. Tall, six pack, cocky smirk and the kind of deep voice that made my knees weak. He’d been flirting with me at the gym for weeks. Tonight he walked in like he already owned the place …and me.
“Well, well,” Derek said, his eyes were raking over me. “You look like a woman who needs to get properly fucked.”
Alex stood up awkwardly, offering his hand. “Hey man… thanks for coming.”
Derek laughed, ignoring the handshake and pulling me against him instead. His big hand squeezed my ass right in front of my husband. “No thanks needed. Your wife’s been teasing me for weeks. Time to deliver.”
I moaned softly as Derek kissed me hard, his tongue claiming my mouth while Alex just stood there breathing heavily.
“Tell him, Emmy,” Derek said against my lips. “Tell your husband what you told me on the phone earlier.”
I looked at Alex, cheeks burning. “I told him… that your cock has never made me cum. That I need a real man tonight.”
Alex’s dick twitched visibly in his pants.
Derek grinned. “Strip for us, baby. Show hubby what he’s about to lose for the night.”
I slowly peeled off my dress, revealing the tiny red lace lingerie I’d bought for this. My nipples were rock hard. Derek whistled.
“Fuck, look at that body. Turn around. Show him that ass.”
I did, bending slightly. Derek slapped it hard. The sound cracked through the room.
Alex made a strangled noise.
“Sit down, cuck,” Derek ordered casually. “You’re gonna watch every second.”
We moved to the bed. Derek pushed me onto my back and spread my legs wide, right in front of Alex who pulled up a chair.
“Goddamn, she’s soaked already,” Derek said, running two thick fingers along my slit. “This pussy is crying for me.”
“Please…” I whimpered.
“Please what?” He teased, circling my clit.
“Please fuck me. I need your cock.”
Derek glanced at Alex. “You hear that? Your wife is begging.”
He stood up and dropped his pants. His cock sprang out immediately…thick, veiny, at least 7 inches and rock hard. Alex’s was barely five and thin. The difference was obscene.
I moaned at the sight. “Holy shit…”
“Tell him,” Derek commanded.
“It’s so much bigger, baby,” I said to Alex, reaching out to stroke it. My fingers barely wrapped around it. “It’s going to ruin me.”
Derek laughed. “Damn right it is. Open your mouth, slut.”
I did. He fed me his cock while Alex watched from two feet away. I gagged and slobbered, looking my husband in the eyes the whole time. Saliva dripped down my chin.
“You like watching your wife choke on a superior cock?” Derek asked.
“Yes…” Alex whispered.
“Louder.”
“Yes! Fuck, I love it.”
I sucked Derek sloppily, moaning around him, until he pulled out and flipped me onto all fours, facing Alex.
“Watch this,” Derek said.
He rubbed his fat tip against my dripping entrance, then pushed in…slow, stretching me open. I cried out in pleasure.
“Oh my god… it’s so deep already!”
He thrust harder, bottoming out. His balls slapped against me. The wet sounds were filthy.
“Talk to your husband while I fuck you,” Derek growled, gripping my hips.
“Baby… he’s so much better,” I panted between moans. “His cock is hitting places you’ve never reached. Fuck…right there! I’m gonna cum already!”
Alex was stroking himself pathetically.
“Don’t you dare cum, cuck,” Derek snapped. “You only cum when I say.”
I screamed as my first orgasm hit, my pussy clenching around Derek’s thick shaft. My arms gave out and my face fell into the mattress, ass still up.
Derek didn’t stop. He fucked me through it, harder, spanking me red.
“Tell him whose pussy this is now.”
“It’s yours!” I gasped. “This pussy belongs to you tonight. Alex can have the sloppy seconds… if he’s lucky.”
Hours blurred. Derek fucked me in every position. He made me ride him reverse cowgirl so Alex had the perfect view of my stretched pussy taking every inch. He came inside me the first time while I screamed his name. Then he made me suck him clean while telling Alex how good his cum tasted.
By the third round I was a shaking, cum-drenched mess.
“Please… I can’t take anymore,” I whimpered, even as my body betrayed me, grinding back against him.
“You can and you will,” Derek said, pinning me down in missionary. He looked over at Alex. “You ready for the twist, cuck?”
Alex blinked, still stroking slowly. “What?”
Derek smirked down at me, still buried balls-deep. “Tell him, Emmy.”
I bit my lip, aftershocks still rippling through me. My voice was hoarse. “I… I’ve been fucking Derek for three months already.”
Alex froze.
“Every time you thought I was at yoga or with the girls… I was at his place getting fucked senseless. He’s been breeding me raw since February.”
Derek laughed and started thrusting again, slow and deep. “That’s right. And the best part? She’s not on birth control anymore.”
Alex’s face went white, then flushed deep red. His hand sped up on his cock.
“You… you’re not serious.”
I reached out and touched his cheek gently while Derek fucked me. “I am, baby. And I’m two weeks late. We’re pretty sure it’s his.”
Derek groaned and slammed deep, flooding me again as I came one final time, staring into my husband’s shocked, betrayed, and impossibly aroused eyes.
When Derek finally pulled out, he stood up and patted Alex on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry, man. I’ll let you stay around. Someone’s gotta raise my kid and clean up after I fuck your wife.”
I pulled Alex into a messy, cum-smeared kiss.
“I love you,” I whispered against his lips. “But I need this. And deep down… you do too.”
Alex came all over his own hand without saying another word.
And just like that, everything changed.
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