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I never thought I’d be the kind of girl to do this but here we are.
My boyfriend, Darren, is a sweet, nerdy tech guy. Smart, kind, and completely obsessed with me. But deep down, he had this fantasy he’d been hiding for years: he wanted to watch another man take me, to see me lose control in a way he never could.
One night, after a few glasses of wine at a rooftop bar in Marina Bay, he finally confessed. To my surprise, I didn’t feel shocked I felt intrigued. “”You really want to see me with someone else?”” I asked, biting my lip. His dark eyes burned with need. Over the next few weeks, we talked about it constantly. The more we discussed it, the wetter I got. The idea of being “”bad”” in front of him of letting another man claim me while he watched made me drip.
We decided to make it happen at CE LA VI, this upscale rooftop bar downtown. Darren picked my outfit: a tiny black dress that barely covered my ass, no bra, and strappy heels that made my legs look endless. My dark hair was loose and wavy. I looked like pure temptation.
At the bar, we spotted him almost immediately: Marcus. Tall (6’4”), broad-shouldered, with deep brown skin, sharp eyes, and that alpha energy that made people notice him. A former athlete turned entrepreneur the kind of man who owned a room without trying. Darren’s hand tightened around his drink as Marcus’s gaze locked onto me.
“”Go talk to him,”” Darren whispered, voice rough. “”I want to watch.””
My heart raced. I sauntered over, hips swaying. Marcus smiled down at me like he already knew why I was there. Within minutes, his hand was on my lower back, his voice low and commanding. Darren sat a few tables away, pretending to check his phone, but I knew he was hard just watching.
Marcus leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “”You want me to fuck you while your man watches, don’t you?””
I glanced back at Darren his eyes dark with hunger and nodded.
We left the bar together: Marcus, me, and Darren trailing behind like an obedient shadow. The ride to Marcus’s Sentosa Cove penthouse was electric. In the elevator, Marcus pulled me against him, kissing me deeply while Darren watched, his breath ragged. My small frame pressed against Marcus’s powerful body, his hands roaming everywhere.
When the elevator doors opened, my dress was already hiked up, my tits exposed. Darren followed us inside, his cock straining as Marcus lifted me onto the floor-to-ceiling window ledge, spreading my legs.
“”Fuck, you’re perfect,”” Marcus growled, dropping to his knees. He ripped my thong aside and buried his face between my legs. I gasped, my head falling back against the glass as his tongue worked my clit with expert precision. Darren stood nearby, stroking himself as he watched his girlfriend get eaten out by a man twice his size.
“”You taste so fucking sweet, baby,”” Marcus rumbled. “”Your boyfriend ever make you this wet?””
I whimpered, locking eyes with Darren. “”N-no… never like this…””
Darren groaned, his hand moving faster over his cock.
Marcus stood, unzipping his pants. His cock sprang free thick, veiny, easily 9 inches. My pussy clenched just looking at it.
“”Tell him what you want,”” Marcus ordered.
I bit my lip. “”I want your big cock inside me… while my boyfriend watches.””
Marcus didn’t hesitate. He spun me around, pressing me against the glass, my ass pushed out toward him. Darren had a perfect view as Marcus lined up and pushed in slow at first, stretching me wide. I cried out, my nails scraping the window.
“”Fuuuuck!”” I moaned, my body jolting with every deep thrust. Darren stroked himself furiously, watching his petite girlfriend get ruined by a real man.
“”Harder! Oh god, fuck me harder!”” I begged, pushing back against him.
Marcus gripped my hair, yanking my head back. “”This pussy is mine now, isn’t it?””
“”Yes! Yes, it’s yours!”” I sobbed. “”Darren could never fuck me like this… your cock is so much bigger… I’m gonna cum!””
And I did hard, my legs shaking, pussy clenching around Marcus’s thick shaft. Darren watched, humiliated but so turned on, as I came harder than I ever had with him.
Marcus flipped me onto my back on the couch, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove in even deeper. The wet slapping sounds were obscene. I came again and again, each orgasm more intense than the last.
Finally, Marcus groaned, burying himself to the hilt. “”Take my cum, baby.””
Thick ropes of hot cum flooded my womb, filling me up until I could feel it dripping out. When he pulled out, his release poured from my stretched, gaping pussy onto the couch.
Marcus looked at Darren, still stroking his smaller cock. “”Your turn to clean her up, cuck.””
Darren didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees, licking Marcus’s cum from my freshly fucked pussy while I stroked his hair. “”Good boy… thank you for letting me have this.””
I lay there, completely wrecked, already thinking about the next time Marcus would destroy me with Darren watching every second.
And yeah… I’m me. This was the best night of my life.
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