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Chapter 2: Yes Mistress

Autor: Lana ghostie
last update Data de publicação: 2026-06-22 17:31:54

Mark had a perfect view of that huge black cock stretching his wife's pussy lips obscenely wide. Her inner walls gripped him, creamy white pussy juice coating his shaft, he whimpered softly, as he tried to stop his hands from stroking his tiny dick.

But a faggot is always a faggot, because with even stroking his dick, he was already cumming like a broken faucet as he watched his wife being used properly in a way he could never do it.

"Harder daddy, fuck your married little slut, ruin my married pussy!" Cindy begged, pushing back against him.

Chinedu spanked her ass hard, leaving red handprints. "Of course i will do that, my married whore. Now tell me slut, between me and your faggot husband who is much better I running your slutty hole."

"You daddy you are so much better.” Cindy moaned. “His little dick never hits my spots like this. I'm going to cum already fuck me daddy." She moaned harder and louder.

Cindy’s body shook as she came hard, squirting around his cock. Clear fluid sprayed onto the couch and Mark's feet.

Chinedu didn't stop, he flipped her onto her back, legs over his shoulders, and folded her in half. He drove into her missionary style, his heavy body dominating her completely. The couch creaked dangerously.

Mark could see everything, Chinedu's thick cock disappearing into Cindy's stretched cunt over and over, her clit swollen, her asshole winking with every thrust.

"You're going to make me cum inside you slut, your hole is fucking gripping me." Chinedu grunted.

"Yes daddy! Breed your married hole, fill my married womb with your superior seed!"

Mark protested weakly, "Cindy please… Use condom……"

She laughed breathlessly interrupting him. "Shut up, cuck. I want to give birth to a baby for daddy.."

With a growl, Chinedu buried himself to the hilt and unloaded, thick ropes of cum pumped deep into Cindy's womb. Mark could see her belly swell slightly with each spurt. When Chinedu finally pulled out, a torrent of thick white cum gushed from her ruined pussy, dripping onto the floor.

Cindy lay there panting, legs spread, looking thoroughly fucked. She beckoned Mark over. "Clean me up, faggot."

Trembling, Mark got on his knees between her legs. The smell of sex was overpowering musky cum filled her sweet pussy. He licked tentatively at first, tasting the salty, bitter load mixed with her juices. Chinedu laughed and pushed his head deeper.

"Eat it all, beta boy. Taste a real man's cum from your wife's cheating cunt."

Mark lapped it up eagerly now, his own cock leaking in his pants. He sucked the cum straight from her hole as Cindy moaned and held his head there, grinding her pussy on his face.

This was only round one, over to round two.

They moved to the bedroom, Chinedu still had the stamina of a horse. He fucked Cindy in every position imaginable over the next two hours, mark licking and cleaning every mess.

Doggy style on the bed, her face buried in the pillows, screaming into them as he railed her from behind, pulling her hair like reins.

Cowgirl, where Cindy rode him reverse, giving Mark a view of that massive cock splitting her open as she bounced, her ass cheeks rippling.

He even fucked her ass, after lubing his cock with her pussy cream, he pushed into her tight asshole. Cindy took it like a champ, moaning like a pornstar as he stretched her forbidden hole. "Deeper, Daddy! Fuck my ass while my cuckold husband watches.”

Mark was forced to hold her ass cheeks open for him. When Chinedu came the second time, it was down her throat and she swallowed every drop, showing Mark her empty mouth afterward with pride.

The third load went on her tits and face, painting her like a glazed donut. She scooped it up and fed it to Mark, making him suck her fingers clean, with his pants off and his tiny little dick throbbing.

By the end of the fucking session, Cindy was a wreck, her hair messy, her makeup ruined, her body covered in hickeys, bite marks, handprints, and cum. Her pussy was gaping, red and swollen, leaking cum with every movement. Her asshole twitched visibly.

Chinedu got dressed, gave Cindy a deep kiss, and slapped her ass one last time. "Call me when you want round three, slut. Your faggot's dick is useless and should be locked in a chastity cage."

“Yes Daddy, I will see to that.” Cindy promised happily. “Now cuck thank daddy for fucking your wife properly.” She commanded her husband Mark.

Out of shame, Mark knelt down staring at Chinedu's feet. “Thank you sir, for properly fucking my wife…. ..and doing what my tiny dick could not do.” 

“It's great you know your place cuck.” Chinedu beamed, placing a feet on Mark's dick. He gave a mocking laugh, when he noticed that Mark's dick throbbed harder.

After he left, Cindy crawled to Mark, who still naked and kneeling. She kissed him deeply, letting him taste Chinedu's cum on her tongue.

"Did you enjoy that, my little cuck?" she purred, reaching down to finally free his aching cock. It was pathetically small next to what she'd just taken.

Mark nodded desperately. "Yes... God yes."

She stroked him slowly. "Good boy. Now cum for me while I tell you how much I loved his big black cock."

It took less than a minute. Mark exploded all over her hand, the most intense orgasm of his life, as she whispered filthy details about how full she felt, how she was probably already pregnant with Chinedu's baby.

“There is a new rule cuck, the only time you can gave access to my body, is whenever you lick my bull's cum out of my pussy.” Cindy whispered to Mark, her hand still on his leaking dick.

“But……Cindy..I”

“I'm never allow that toothpick of yours into my pussy anymore, so it is you know your place cuck.” She interrupted him, with a small smile.

“Please, please, I know my place mistress, please it hurts.” Mark cried, pointing at his dick that Cindy held.

“From now henceforth, I'm your mistress and my bull your master. You will always be on a cuckcage, and cum only when i give you permission. Is that understood?” She asked reducing the pressure on his dick.

“Yes i do mistress.” Mark answered, feeling totally humiliated, but fully aroused.

“Good! Now cuck, go draw your mistress a bath.” Cindy ordered, letting go of his cuck.

“Thank you mistress, for today release.” Mark stood up and aimed to wear his shorts, when Cindy raised her hands up in denial.

“Stop that cuck, you are to stay naked from now henceforth, else i say otherwise. Now drop that cloth and go draw my bath.” She ordered.

“Yes mistress, thank you for your new order mistress.” Mark thanked a smiling, well-fucked Cindy.

This became their new normal. Every weekend, Chinedu or one of his friends would come over. Sometimes two at once. Mark would watch from the chair or be made to film it on his phone

One particularly lewd night, Cindy wanted to push boundaries. She invited Chinedu and his cousin, Obi another hung bull.

The two men used her like a fucktoy for hours. Double penetration while Mark sat inches away. Chinedu in her pussy, Obi in her ass, both thrusting in rhythm. Cindy was sandwiched between their muscular bodies, her screams muffled by one cock in her mouth at times.

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