로그인CALLUM'S POV Don was really going hard at my wife's mouth, tongue fucking her throat. Her heavy tits bounced out of control in her dress, every time he shoved his tongue harder. With the way he kissed, I bet he fucked hard. He would leave her pussy aching for weeks. Mira made greedy little sounds. It was as if she was in another timeline, forgetting that this was her matrimonial home and not some cheap brothel. Gerald whisper screamed. "Holy shit....."I turned around, and slapped my hand over his mouth before they noticed and shoved him back into the kitchen. "Sshhhhhh!! Not a fucking sound." I hissed. Back in the kitchen, my heart was hammering in my chest. I started crashing dry plates, turning on the kitchen sink on full blast to create noise. I wanted them to rip their mouths away from each other before going in there, so they wouldn't know we caught them. Gerald could tell his cousin we saw, but I wanted Mira to be in the dark. After a bit of the faux performance. I nodd
Callum's Pov When we finally took our seats at the dinner table, I had the chance to really see what my wife was putting on. Mira wore a purple dress with a thick plunge neckline that barely held on. She had always had full heavy tits, which were almost spilling out. The fabric looked sheer too, her tits shone invitingly like they were begging to be manhandled and sucked. "You look fucking gorgeous, babe. " I told her. She blushes hard, biting her lip as she saw my eyes on her cleavage. Don sat beside her, his eyes glued to my wife's hefty melons, not even looking away with me present. Mira got nervous with all the stares so she shifted uncomfortably on her seat. Every move sent her huge titties softly bouncing, her fat nipples poking the material, both screaming for attention. My cock thickened in my too tight slacks, crown pressed against my zipper. Gerald's lusty stare on my face didn't help my cock situation. Dinner was delicious. No surprise there since Mira is an amazing
CALLUM'S POV Two days after my visit to Gerald, I decided to let Mira know about the dinner plans. My jaw still throbbed like a motherfucker, my throat felt raw and scratchy from the way Gerald rammed his fat cock in it. Every spit, water or food I swallowed reminded me of his thick veins pulsing on my tongue and his bitter semen I gulped like a needy slut. "Hey babe," I said, leaning back against the armrest in the living room. "Gerald's coming home for dinner on Friday. And he's bringing a friend. A mutual friend of ours actually." Mira stopped scrolling through her phone, one eyebrow lifted up, pining me with a look. "Why? We hadn't even seen him in months." Well. I have. Matter of fact I had his thick cock down my throat days ago. But of course I can't say that. I shrugged, keeping a straight face. "It's just a friendly visit. I miss my best friend. It'll be just vibes and good food. Please?" She stared at me hard, mouth twitching when she sensed a lie. "Friendly visi
CALLUM'S POV Gerald palmed the massive bulge in his sweats, squeezing the fat crown that leaked like a broken tap. "You remember how good you used to suck me off before Mira, yeah? I've missed your hot little throat. The way you gag and moan around my fat cock like you can't get enough."I gulped roughly. Yeah. I used to suck on my best friend's cock almost daily. It was like a drug to me. His precum on my tongue made me heady. But that was a long time ago. When I got into a serious relationship with Mira I stopped. "Get on your knees, bello."I was moving before my brain could even interpret what was happening. That it how it was with Gerald, when he spoke, I didn't question him, my body just obeyed. My knees hit the cool sleek marble floor between his thick spread thighs. My hands trembled as I massaged the long outline of his shaft through his sweats. It was so fucking hard, it could bore through a wall. Tracing the fat, throbbing veins on the underside, I thumped his fat mus
CALLUM'S POV I killed the engine, and sat in my car for what felt like hours in front of Gerald's home. My heart was beating so hard, I was scared I'll get a heart attack. This was a bad idea. Imagine going to ask for advice about your wife from your best friend whom the both of you have insane sexual tension that you've been circling around for years. Yeah!! A really bad idea. Bracing myself, I got out of the car, heading to his front door. The worst part was I wore his favourite pants he loved seeing me in - loose flannel. The soft seam pressed between by ass crack, rubbing my hole with every step I took. The rubs had my dick semi hard and leaking against my thigh. The front opened before I even got to knock. "Callum, bello miro!" Gerald's voice rolled out in that thick, hot Italian accent that wrapped itself around my dick. He yanked me inside with one burly hand. Gerald had always being huge, long muscled arms, built like a brick house. I stumbled so hard I landed on his
CALLUM'S POV The first masked guy stood up and ripped his shirt off, abs clenching like he was about to fuck the life out of someone. He shoved his jeans down too, letting his beautiful massive rod out, piss hole already leaking like a broken faucet. Fuck!! He was as thick as my wrist, veins mapping his meaty length. The wife stared at his weapon, lips trembling. Her eyes showed fear and hint of hunger. "It's too...big....Your cock wouldn't fit in my tight little cunt." She whimpered, slick leaking down her trembling thighs. He didn't answer her, just grabbed her ankles and positioned her at the edge of the bed, legs wide open like a cheap whore. He pushed her flimsy thong aside. The camera zoomed in on her dripping swollen cunt, lips shiny and pouty. He quickly lined up and slammed in—balls deep in one vicious thrust. She wailed, trying to run away from the fuck staff invading her tight pussy. "Fuck....get it out....get it out....you're ruining my cunt!" Her legs did
Jess's PovI was sprawled on my bed, in nothing but a barely there thong and an old tank top, while trying to force sleep to come. Then the first moan drifted through the house. It was soft at first, but I thought I imagined it. Then it got louder, followed by a needy whine and hoarse moan. I sa
JESS'S POVMy voice was so sore. Mom followed me around asking if I had COVID, worried I would infect the house. If only she knew it was Blane's cock that hammered my voice into nonexistence.My titties also had faint mark lines from when he roughly squeezed and played with them. I swallowed sali
Anna's POV I couldn't stop. I didn't even want to. After that day on Dr Hale's desk, it was like a slutty switch was switched inside me. My body craved his cock constantly. Every day I found one stupid excuse or the other to go to the hospital. “It's a follow-up checkup,” I told the re
JESS'S POV It's been two days, and I still can't sit properly without wincing at the burn. My pussy was still tender and puffy, my body buzzing anytime I rubbed my thighs together.Every step I took reminded me of how he humiliated me on the dining table, slapping my pussy raw.Blane acted like n







