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Davis circled the block again, missing the hotel turn for the second time. Susan sighed beside him.“I’m just as nervous as you are,” she said. “Stop snapping at me.”He grabbed her hand and squeezed. “Sorry. We’re in this together, Sooze. We’ll do whatever it takes this weekend.”They finally parked and checked in. Susan changed into a sleek black dress that hugged her body perfectly.“Wow,” Davis muttered.She smiled and smoothed her hands over her hips. “We said we’d do anything, right?”Down at the mixer, Susan quickly caught the attention of a silver-haired executive. He slipped her a card and soon they had an invitation: a private meeting with the CEO of Meta-Gyn in thirty minutes.In the elevator, Susan turned to him. “Whatever it takes, Davis.”They stepped into the luxurious suite where a stunning woman in a tight red dress rose from the sofa. Her curves were impossible to ignore.“I’m Martha Seller, CEO of MGC,” she said with a confident smile. “Sit beside me, both of you.”

He shoves her onto the bed. She rolls on her side, gasping for breath. He grabs her leg and raises it, opening her up again. I watch as he pushes forward and fills her in one long stroke. Gina’s eyes and mouth open in a wide O of total shock. Her firm breasts jiggle and rock beneath her shirt as he fucks her deep and hard .‘You’ve been cheating on me?’ I say, my voice thin and pathetic. It’s a stupid question, but it’s the only one my warped and fragile mind can formulate right now. I can’t comprehend how a girl as sweet and kind and seemingly innocent as Gina could cheat on anyone – much less with an asshole like this guy. ‘Of course she has,’ Brett says with a sneer, talking over my girlfriend’s passionate moans and cries of pleasure. ‘I tried to tell you earlier. You seem like a nice guy. Thought I’d let you down gently.’ ‘You’re fucking my girlfriend,’ I say, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. ‘Yeah. So? Like I’m gonna turn down this hot piece of ass.’ He slaps her hip

Listen, bro,’ the big blonde guy said, leaning in close. ‘Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m probably gonna end up fucking your girlfriend tonight.’I laughed it off at first, clinking my soda can against his beer like it was some hilarious joke. Brett. That was his name. Tall, cocky, built like a linebacker, with a grin that made me want to punch him.He told me he and Gina had been messing around for years. That she always ended up cheating on her boyfriends with him. That it wasn’t personal.I played it cool and walked away, but the words stuck in my head like splinters.Back in the den, Gina kissed me sweetly and said she was going to the bathroom. Minutes passed. Too many.Her friend Sam, the redhead sitting beside me, confirmed everything I didn’t want to hear.“Brett was her first,” she said quietly. “Every time a guy gets close, she goes back to him. She’s addicted to that asshole.”My stomach dropped. I shot up from the couch and pushed through the crowded house, heart ha

Cathy glances over at you and laughs, an evil grin crossing her face. “We always knew she was a needy slut, we just didn’t know that was because you were too useless to satisfy her. That’s it slut, lick that cunt. Show your worthless man how it’s done.” The words, the scene, the musky smell of sex in the air, all flood through you as your lust begins to climb. The blood begins to rush into your cock and a jolt of pain and disappointment quickly snaps you back to reality. As much as your body wants this, needs this, the cage prevents you from getting hard. “Take that tiny cock out,” Cathy laughs. “Let me see what you’ve been using to disappoint her for so long.” Her words send a shiver through your core as you undo your pants and allow them to fall to the floor. The chrome cage shines in the dim light and Ted lets out a soft, muted laugh. “Someone’s clearly been a bad boy. Let’s show him how his wife is supposed to be fucked, Teddie.

The moans fill your house the moment you open the front door. Your body reacts instinctively, unsure who is with her, how many there may be or in what way they are defiling your wife. In the month since your birthday surprise, she has taken her role of hotwife to an entirely new level. Over the last week you’ve come home to the sounds of her getting fucked and used on four different occasions. Each time you quietly snuck into the room, assumed your position on the floor and waited for permission to stroke your cock while you watched. The men were never the same, but they all had one thing in common: an ability to control, use and satisfy her in ways you never could. On most occasions there were multiple men, using her like a wanton slut. Those were by far your favourite of the encounters. Last night, however, you found her bent over the bed begging her twenty-year-old intern to fuck her ass, promising him a promotion if he could make her cum just one mo

The other man grins, stepping in behind her and slams his cock deep into her pussy with a single stroke. The ecstasy in her eyes puts you over the edge and your body begins to betray your thoughts. Your hand strokes faster, your thighs tighten and your cock explodes. Ropes of cum spray across your dress shirt, hand and jeans as the two men begin to laugh. “No wonder she needs us, Tiny barely lasted ten strokes.” You know it’s true, you could never satisfy her the way these two cocks currently are. The lust in her eyes is like something you had never seen. You sit in shame, your body covered in your own cum, watching her finally get the fucking you have never been able to give her, and you know this is right. This is the way it should be. “You like that don’t you?” asks the man fucking her pussy as he slides his thumb into her ass. Her response, a garbled mess thanks to the cock and saliva stuffing her mouth, indicates that she does.