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Chapter 2: Leaking His Cum All Morning

Author: D.SAM
last update publish date: 2026-05-15 04:25:20

Emma stirred awake to the warm morning sunlight filtering through the bedroom curtains. For a moment, everything felt normal until she shifted her legs and felt it. Thick, sticky cum oozing slowly from her stretched pussy, soaking the sheets beneath her. Jax’s load from last night had leaked out all night, painting her inner thighs and leaving a wet spot on the marital bed she shared with her husband.

“Fuck…” she whispered, her voice shaky. Guilt slammed into her chest like a hammer. Mark had texted her goodnight, told her he loved her, and she had replied with a heart emoji while another man’s cum was still dripping out of her. But the guilt only made her pussy long harder. She could still feel the ghost of Jax’s massive cock splitting her open, the way he’d fucked her like he owned her.

Her hand slid down her body before she could even stop herself. Fingers brushed over her swollen clit, then dipped lower, pushing into her messy cunt. Two fingers sank in easily, scooping out more of Jax’s thick seed. She brought them to her mouth and sucked them clean, moaning at the filthy taste.

“I’m such a dirty cheating slut,”eyes fluttering shut as she fingered herself deeper. Memories flashed Jax’s heavy balls slapping her clit, his growl calling her “married cumdump,” the way she’d screamed “Daddy” while cumming harder than she ever had with Mark.

Emma grabbed her phone. Her pussy was still leaking. She spread her legs wide, angled the camera down, and recorded a short video. Her fingers in and out, creamy white cum coating them, strings of it stretching as she pulled them free. Her clit was swollen and shiny. She made sure the wedding ring on her left hand was clearly visible in the frame.

**Emma:** [Video sent]

**Emma:** Look what Daddy did to your friend’s wife… I woke up like this. Come fill me again.

She hit send before she could chicken out. Her heart raced. Less than five minutes later, her phone buzzed.

Jax: On my way. Don’t you dare clean that pussy.

Emma’s nipples hardened. She stayed in bed, lazily playing with her creampied hole until the doorbell rang.

She answered wearing nothing but a robe that barely covered her ass. Jax stepped inside, cock already hard in his jeans. He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her in for a rough kiss, then walked her backward toward the living room.

“Show me,” he ordered.

Emma opened her robe and bent over the arm of the big couch, the same couch where she and Mark watched movies together. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks, showing him her messy, leaking pussy.

Jax groaned in approval. “Good girl. Still full of my cum like a proper whore.” He pulled his jeans, freeing his massive nine-inch cock. It looked even thicker in the daylight, veins pulsing.

He didn’t rush. This time he took it slow. Jax rubbed the fat head up and down her cum-slick pussy, teasing her entrance before finally pushing in. Inch by inch, he sank into her until his heavy balls rested against her clit.

“Fuuuuck, Daddy…” Emma moaned, gripping the couch cushion. Even after last night, the stretch was intense. “You’re so much bigger than him.”

Jax chuckled and started fucking her with long, deliberate strokes. Deep. Possessive. Each thrust bottomed out against her cervix and dragged slowly back out, making her feel every push.

“Tell me, baby. Tell Daddy how my cock compares to your husband’s pathetic dick.”

Emma’s face burned with shame and lust. “It’s so much better… Mark’s is small and thin. He never fills me. Never makes me cum like this. Your cock ruins me, Daddy. It owns this married pussy now.”

Jax’s hand wrapped around her throat from behind, squeezing just enough to make her lightheaded and wetter. He kept the slow, grinding rhythm, stirring his old cum and her fresh juices into a creamy mess that dripped down her thighs.

“That’s right. This cunt belongs to me.” He tightened his grip and thrust harder. “Your husband is out there working while I’m balls-deep in his wife’s sloppy hole. Say thank you.”

“Thank you, Daddy….thank you for fucking me better than my husband ever could!” Emma cried out. Her pussy clenched hard around him.

Jax reached down and rubbed her clit in firm circles while choking her lightly. The dual sensation pushed her over fast. She cum with a guttural moan, squirting around his thick cock. Clear fluid sprayed onto the couch cushions as her walls spasmed violently.

But Jax didn’t stop. He fucked her through it, slow and deep, drawing out every pulse of her orgasm until her legs shook.

He suddenly pulled his cock out, flipped her onto her back on the couch, and pushed her knees to her chest. Folding her in half, and slid his cock inside her soaked pussy in one smooth thrust. The new angle let him grind against her clit with every stroke.

“Look at me while I fuck you,” he growled, one hand still loosely around her throat. “Tell me again whose pussy this is.”

“Yours, Daddy! It’s your cheating slut pussy!” Emma’s eyes were glassy with pleasure. Another orgasm built fast. She could feel another squirt coming.

Jax leaned down, spitting into her open mouth. She swallowed it eagerly. His pace picked up, still deep but getting rougher. The wet squelching sounds of her creampied cunt filled the living room.

“Gonna give you another load,” he warned. “Gonna mix it with the first one so you’re leaking me all day.”

“Yeeeeeess….please cum inside me again!” Emma begged, voice breaking. “Breed your married whore!”

Jax buried himself to the hilt and roared. His cock pulsed powerfully as he pumped thick cum deep into her womb. The sheer volume pushed the previous load out around his shaft, making an even bigger mess.

Emma cum again at the feeling of being flooded. She squirted hard, soaking the couch. Her whole body convulsed in his grip.

They stayed locked together, panting. Jax’s cock twitched inside her as the last drops drained out. When he finally pulled free, a huge rush of mixed cum gushed from her gaping hole onto the couch.

He scooped some up on two fingers and pushed them into her mouth. Emma sucked them clean without hesitation.

“Good girl,” he praised, stroking her hair. Then his fingers moved lower, sliding between her ass cheeks. He circled her tight little asshole, pressing just the tip of one thick finger inside.

Emma gasped. “Daddy…”

“Just teasing for now,” he murmured, pushing the finger deeper while his thumb rubbed her clit. “Soon I’m going to train this tight ass too. Stretch it open so you can take both our cocks at the same time.”

The filthy promise made her pussy clench, pushing out more cum. She moaned around his fingers, already horny again despite two intense orgasms.

Jax pulled his finger free and slapped her pussy lightly. “Keep my loads inside you today. No cleaning. I want you thinking about me every time you feel it drip.”

Emma nodded weakly, body satisfied on the cum-stained marital couch. Her phone buzzed on the coffee table.

A text from Mark: Good morning, beautiful. Hope you slept well

She stared at it, thighs sticky with another man’s cum, pussy still pulsing from being thoroughly used, and felt a fresh wave of guilt.

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.

Jax smirked down at her. “This is only day two, baby. By the end of these two weeks, you’re not going to remember what your husband’s dick even feels like.”

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