MasukChase and I were still frozen on the rooftop. My mouth was still wet and swollen from him and his hand remained tangled tightly in my hair.The voice cut through the silence like a whip.“Mitchell?" Pete’s dark eyes locked onto mine first. Shock flashed across his face and then a slow and dangerous grin spread across his handsome face. His gaze dropped to Chase’s thick and hard cock still glistening on my lips and then slid back up to me. “Well well,” he drawled with a voice that was thick with mockery. “Look who the new bride is sucking on. You moan my name on your husband’s cock Michelle. Really?”Chase’s hand tightened in my hair for half a second before he gently pulled me back. He wiped his thumb across my lower lip to clean me. His voice was calm and almost bored but the steel underneath was unmistakable. “I permitted it. I told her to.”Pete’s laugh was cold and ugly. “You permitted it. Cute. I left her you know. Because she was not good enough. Not even close. She moaned an
The next morning, the house was chaos.Family and friends poured in — relatives from every corner of the country, cousins, aunts, uncles, old friends of Chase’s family. The wedding after-party turned into a full-blown celebration. Laughter echoed through the halls. Music thumped from hidden speakers. Food spread across the long tables: grilled meats, fresh salads, endless desserts. Champagne flowed. Toasts were made. Dances were had. I laughed, danced, and played the perfect new wife, but my eyes kept drifting to the parking lot outside.Something felt… off.Around noon, while Chase was deep in a conversation with his groomsmen, I slipped out to the rooftop terrace — a small, secluded spot with a clear view of the private parking lot below. The sun was warm, the city humming far away. It was quiet up here, almost peaceful.I sat on the lounge chair, phone in hand, and opened a video call.“Mom,” I said softly as my mother’s face appeared on the screen. “I miss you already. The party
I sink back into the warm, fragrant water. Chase’s strong arms are wrapped around me, and the whirlwind of our wedding day finally melts away, replaced by the delicious anticipation I’ve been craving all night.His fingers trace lazy patterns across my skin, sending shivers racing down my spine. He leans in, lips brushing my neck, then my shoulder, before his teeth gently nip at the sensitive skin there.I let out a soft moan and close my eyes. But the second my lids flutter shut, Pete’s face flashes through my mind. I try to shove it away. Chase feels me tense.“Michelle?” he murmurs, voice low and concerned. “What’s on your mind, love?”I shake my head, trying to brush it off. “It’s nothing, Chase. Just… a memory.”He’s quiet for a moment, then asks softly, “A memory of him?”I nod. “Yes. I’m sorry, Chase. I didn’t mean to think of him tonight.”Chase’s arms tighten, pulling me flush against his chest. “It’s okay, love. You don’t have to hide anything from me. Tell me about him.”I
I slobber KY jelly all over her opening and squirt some in his hand. Jeff slathers it all over his schlong and is ready to go.Jeff lies on his back and she straddles his hips, facing him. His cock is sticking straight up against her belly. She leans forward and takes hold of him and places his rubbered dick right against her wet slit. She slowly sinks down as his cock goes all the way in. She looks at me and says, “It feels really good.”She gently bounces on him trying to acclimate herself to his bulk. He’s holding her ass cheeks with both hands as he tries to push in deeper.He’s completely bottomed out in her and all motion stops. Michelle rolls to her left side and takes Jeff with her. They make it all the way over and he is now right on top of her. He takes her again missionary style. He looks into her eyes and resumes his pumping. She smiles at me and I know she’s happy. Her legs wrap around his hips as he continues to stroke in and out. She’s enjoying the hell out of this. Aft
My name is Jake. I’ve known Jeff for more than twenty years. We went to the same high school and finished in the same year, but we never really hung out back then. These days we’re proper mates. We still grab a pint after work, talk shit the way we did when we were kids, and he’s the only person I trust to keep a secret.Michelle has been my wife for ten years. I fell for her the moment I saw her in the canteen at work. She was quiet, clever, and had the kind of smile that made you forget everything else. I never imagined she would fall for me. I certainly never imagined I would end up sharing her with another man.That Sunday afternoon I caught Jeff staring at the pictures I keep in my toolbox. Michelle’s pictures. The ones I take of her when she doesn’t know I’m looking. The ones where she’s laughing, or bending over, or just lying in the sun in a bikini. He was grinning like he’d won the lottery.“Damn, Jake,” he said, not even trying to hide it. “Your wife is really hot.”I laughe
The next morning I slept later than usual. It was half past nine when I finally woke up, still wearing the red thong from the night before. Rod had left a sheer silk gown on the chair, so I slipped it on and went downstairs. I found him sitting outside, completely naked, looking out at the sea.I sat down beside him. He poured me a coffee and smiled.“You found the gown,” he said.I glanced down and laughed. “Rod, have you seriously got a hard-on this early?”He grinned and tipped a couple of blue pills onto the table. “I want to be at my best today.”“I don’t think you need those. You’re already big enough,” I said.He stood up to show me. I couldn’t help laughing again. He looked at the red thong I was still wearing and told me it would look good hanging off him. I teased him that he could have it only if he put it on the way he had with the white ones I sold him. He agreed. I slipped the thong off and tossed it to him. He sniffed it first, then pulled it on. His cock hung out the
The shower spray was hitting the tiles in a steady rhythm, a sound I had come to recognize instantly.It meant she was in there right now, completely naked, with hot water slicking down over her curves while soap glided sensually across skin I had only ever imagined touching.My hot little stepsist
The silence in my mother’s apartment was suffocating. She stood near the large window, arms folded tightly across her chest, staring at me like I was someone she no longer recognized. The anger radiating from her was almost tangible. “You actually came here,” she said, her voice cold and sharp. “A
The master bedroom felt quieter than usual that night. Kyros had carried me upstairs after we got home, but instead of immediately tearing each other’s clothes off, he sat on the edge of the big bed and pulled me gently onto his lap. I was still wearing my crumpled cream dress, and I could feel th
The silence that swallowed the office was heavier than anything I had ever felt.My heart hammered wildly against my ribs as I stared at my mother standing frozen in the doorway, her designer suitcase still clutched in one hand and her face twisting from shock into pure rage.Kyros stayed buried de







