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Until John got married, he used to consider himself a fortunate man. He met his spouse Maya when he was still at school at the youthful age of 16 and she was 19 and amazingly seductive. She was 5’8” tall in her stockinged feet and had flawless long dark hair that resembled the continuous waves of a waterfall. She had dark colored, wide set, eyes on either side of a sensitive nose and an offensive mouth. Her build was athletic and she had an exceptionally titillating move whenever she would walk. All of the neighborhood chaps drooled over her and were always battling to date her. John initially met her after he had been dumped by his former girlfriend at a party and was feeling rather downhearted and depressed for himself. Maya came up to him and began to tease him inquiring as to whether she had lost something and where all her companions had gone. Indeed, even as she provoked him, John couldn’t think straight as he was … by her magnificent radiance and enticing voice. It felt like a dream to John; Maya couldn’t be talking with him, he thought as he offered to get her a drink. Maya accepted and they spent the rest of the evening together. When John returned home that night he could hardly believe his fortune, but they had really made a date for the following night. John was delighted and felt himself to be in seventh heaven when he recalled their time together. However, he was growing a little concerned when he remembered their discussions and it appeared that she had always been speaking in a sarcastic tone to demean him, make fun of him and perhaps making him feel less. It didn’t take him long to imagine the negative thoughts to the back of his mind as he thought back to their conversations. However, a more perverted part of his mind dreamed of the positive consequences of having such a hot girlfriend by his side. His thoughts were provoked to the point of extreme when he recalled the gloomy faces of his friends who were somewhat envious about his fortune.

That marked the beginning of a whirlwind romance and by the sixth month of their dating together they were engaged to be married. However, John sometimes thought their time together wasn’t that extraordinary fun always. Maya was in every case late whenever they planned to meet, sometimes by over an hour. On quite a number of occasions, she had even called off the plan at the last minute without any satisfactory reason. This used to make John very upset and angry, yet again, her charming presence soon captivated his thoughts and improved his mood and he calmed down. The most exceedingly bad event was on his birthday when they agreed to meet at a nearby restaurant at 6:30 in the evening at her recommendation. John hadn’t booked a table as it to be an exceptionally well-known venue and they wouldn’t accept prior bookings except on a festive day, what’s more, John always expected that Maya should turn up late. However, as usual, John was anxious and impatient to see Maya again, but she was nowhere to be seen. John then observed that the restaurant was dim and he looked all the more carefully at the front entryway. There was a board stating that it to be open from 7:45 PM to 3:00 AM. “Stupid Bitch”, John said to himself, feeling extremely hungry, “We’ll have to discover another venue for dinner when she turns up.” John waited there patiently and impatiently for the next half hour and it began to rain. He felt awful and still, there was no sign of Maya. About another quarter of an hour later approximately, a large Mercedes pulled up opposite and its engine, lights and windscreen wipers were turned off. It was an elegantly impressive vehicle with dark windows and he expected it was the owner who arrived to open up. In any case, nobody escaped the vehicle and after a period, it started to shake from side to side. Fortunate bugger, John thought to himself as Maya demanded that they should abstain from any sexual activities until they were married. This drove him to lose hope as she constantly dressed very provocatively in backless blouse, mini and even micro-mini skits and the waistband always should be below the belly button to exhibit her seductive curves. What’s more, John was always desperate to take any risks just to incline Maya toward him or stroke him. As he was remembering his current relationship, his fortunes, and misfortunes, he was simply going to leave when at 8:00 PM a lady came towards the restaurant.

She glanced at John and chuckled as she stated, “Sorry kid I was delayed. We don’t usually open up until 8:30 regardless of what the board says there. I trust you haven’t been holding up long in this horrendous downpour”.

“Oh, no, it’s nothing. I showed up early”, John lied to secure his pride; “my fiancée will be soon here,” John concluded.

“Great,” she answered, “you can come and wait inside while you dry off.”

John went in and waited in the lobby feeling upset and irritated. He was there for another 45 minutes and a few couples had come and taken their tables giving John some interesting looks. The restaurant manager was additionally giving him interesting looks as he reluctantly mumbled, “Maya will be here soon, don’t stress.”

The lady to whom he talked before tittered intentionally and answered, “Obviously dear.”

Within a few moments, she returned to him and inquired as to whether his name was John.

“Indeed,” he answered brimming with astonishment, “how could you know?”

“There’s a telephone call for you from Maya,” she replied and guided him to the restaurant telephone.

“Hi, what’s happening?” John asked stressed that something horrible must have happened to her.

“John, please forgive me sweetheart”, came the answer.

“What for?” John asked, his mind hustling, wondering what was happening. He could hear the hustle and bustle of traffic faintly in the background.

“Goodness John, I’m so sorry,” was the answer, “I thought your birthday is tomorrow and we’re planning to meet tomorrow in the evening. So sorry dear!” Maya’s voice shivered with a touch of excitement as she talked. John was puzzled beyond limits, but stayed quiet.

She then proceeded, “As I was having my shower when I abruptly recalled that it’s today around evening time.”

She then seemed to chuckle before she concluded, “You poor thing have been sitting tight for some time and it seems as if it’s been raining.”

“How might you do this to me?” John answered striving hard to keep his self-control before everybody in the restaurant. For a moment, he thought he heard a man’s … as Maya addressed enthusiastically, “Poor, Poor little dog, I’ve been really bad for you. I don’t have a clue how I did it. You know how I am. Please tell me you understand my situation and will forgive me.”

“What! Do you truly believe that I’m going to trust you now, after all this? I can hear things in the background. Where are you?” John countered in an irritated tone. She just giggled a little before she answered, “There, there baby don’t get all worrisome. The television’s on in my bedroom. You can most likely hear that. You do, believe me, don’t you? You don’t think that I could ever lie to you?”

This made him feel somewhat remorseful and he calmed down and replied, “Of course I trust you. It’s only difficult to trust you that could overlook my birthday, so effortlessly while I’ve been waiting to see you for almost 3 hours.” Her quick reaction was to … as if she had intentionally made me wait for no reason. But then she said, “I Promise it won’t be happening again,” in an alluring tone which she always used to make John weak and captivated.

“I expect not,” John replied.

Maya then asserted, “In fact, I think we can give a fresh start again tomorrow at 8:30, what about that my sweet puppy.”

“Not likely,” John stated, “I’ve been here for over an hour waiting just to see you. I would prefer not to be a fool again tomorrow”.

“Oh come on dear, only for me. It is a romantic venue for love birds like us and it would make me feel great. Ok, I will give your birthday treat tomorrow, promise”. Maya asserted. John looked around and concluded that it was an extraordinary venue and was daydreaming to dine with Maya there. After a minute delay, John stated, “Alright, but you be on time tomorrow.”

Maya just tittered and stated, “I promise to be your good girl puppy, now tell me that you love me.”

“I love you, my dear,” John answered, feeling humiliated in the restaurant. Maya just answered “Till tomorrow,” and put the telephone down. John was left puzzled and disheartened in the restaurant as he apologized to the restaurant manager for the trouble and left. It was still drizzling when he got outside and he observed that the Mercedes was still bouncing. A few people have great fortune he thought as he got a taxi and returned home feeling absolutely hopeless. The next night Maya did show up just 30 minutes after the scheduled time, and they had a magnificent feast. But John felt humiliated when he recalled the previous night and cursed himself for being an idiot. The waitress with whom John conversed the previous night continued to stare at him strangely and she also seemed to recognize Maya. John inquired, “Have you been here before? Do you know the waitress?” But Maya rebuffed and assured, “I haven’t been here before, love. It’s just my radiance…Ha…Ha…Ha…” However, John couldn’t resist the feeling that he had been tested somehow yet didn’t bother as long as he was still with his beloved Maya.

Maya had just found a new job as a secretary in a reputed insurance company and had her very own luxurious and spacious 1BHK flat. She was financially independent and for her pleasures, yes she was sexually independent too. John by that time was a college dropout and was struggling to secure himself financially and socially. As he had neither shelter nor a source of income, Maya agreed to allow him to move in at her place till he had a source of income and have enough money to move into somewhere more affordable. To his immense frustration, Maya still demanded absolute restrain from any sexual activities between them till their marriage often saying to him, “Now, Now, John you realize I would prefer not to ruin things. It will be all the better when we’re married,” as she strolled around in her apartment in her lingerie. She could recognize the frustration and pent up sexual desire in John and seemed to enjoy playing the teasing games. Often after Maya had rejected John’s advances, she would state, “As you have been a good puppy I will give you a chance to massage me instead.” Then, she would lie on her back and relax as John massaged her. An alluring temptress lying on the bed half naked with the perfect curves was enough a tease to make John’s shaft throb. Often he would sense his pants moistening by the dripping juices of his pent up sexual desires. Frustration conquered his mind and it was almost impossible to calm down his excitements. Although, John relished this little massage bargain, however, her disposition worried him as he was certain that she wasn’t a virgin in any case. Yet, like a good puppy, John disliked agitating things between them. He was so infatuated with her that he was gradually falling deep under her captivating manipulations. Completely devoted to Maya, he was doing the majority of the housework for her, cooking her dinners, laundry and massaging her and yet she was rewarding him so inconsequentially. An irritating habit she had developed was to pat John on his head and state, “Good job, puppy” after he had gotten her a glass of wine the night or some other little treat. She would then seductively request John to massage her shoulders, aching feet in such a fashion that it was almost undeniable and too tempting. John discovered that he had significant troubles massaging her feet as they smelt strong, although that didn’t seem to trouble Maya.

Their relationship grew further with John bit by bit winding up perpetually submitting to Maya without his notices. A few times in a week she would go out and disregard John asserting she was doing overtime for some extra money or having a night out with her youthful companions. She would kiss him passionately before leaving and also, murmur in his ear, “See you later puppy. I’ll leave you in your own world while you wash my panties”. She would then turn, close the door and leave before John could reply back. He would be extremely furious at first, but as he went to recover her filthy panties from the bedroom where she had dropped them, he got a whiff of her scent and he would feel much better and relaxed. When she returned home he was generally snoozing, however, she demanded to awaken him to say Goodnight. As he would glance at her, he witnessed, she had a brilliant sparkle on her face as if she had truly enjoyed herself to the fullest. This left John wondering what Maya had been doing. Maya would then move into the bed and drop off to sleep abandoning him awakened and disappointed. This would frustrate him beyond limits.

The big day finally arrived and John was loaded with delight. They had over a hundred and fifty visitors on their marriage date; however, most of them were Maya’s acquaintances. She was truly living it up and John felt delighted. John’s associates and friends also congratulated him on such a gorgeous wife and said they didn’t expect that he should leave the bedroom during their honeymoon night. Maya was as usual dressed in her elegant designer wedding dress, and exquisite … that John had gifted her for the occasion. She was seemingly exhibiting herself to all the guests and all the males in the party were practically drooling to have a photo session with her. Well, the pretense was to feel her exquisite seductive curves. While welcoming other guests at the reception, John’s heart pounded like bass drums when he saw the same Mercedes he had seen in front of the restaurant on one of his birthdays when Maya fooled him. He prodded Maya and told her what he had seen that night. Maya just grinned mischievously and stated, “Good God, that is Barron, he owns an advertising agency and deals with movie marketing. Besides, he’s well reputed among my girlfriends. I’ll introduce you to him later.”

At the point when Barron arrived, Maya went straight over to him and brought him back to John for a formal introduction. Barron was a youthful, attractive man who seemed to have all anybody would need. He was hunky and John took a moment to study his pecs carefully. Maya, however, appeared more attracted to him and invested a great deal of energy joking with him that night. What’s more, some of the jokes were too insane and sexually explicit to say in a public gathering. But, Maya seemed to care less about the guests or her special evening. Time flew by and in the … of an eye, they were leaving the gathering. John was trembling with energy and impure passion. His mind was corrupted by impure lust and pent up sexual desire. This was the night he had dreamed for so long. At last, there he was with her lady love. And the prospect of what was to come was already making his shaft throb. They had booked a resort for their marriage and had gorgeously decorated their marriage night bedroom. They had held the penthouse suite which had a suggestive four publication bed in it. Maya was heavenly and she led John into his fantasies into his bedroom.

When Maya entered the bedroom, she was lively. Something she wasn’t for so long in her relationship with John and also being a working woman. While John desperate to have sexual intercourse straightaway, Maya was in charge. Encouraging and instructing him to continue his foreplay and ministrations while holding him off, she removed her panties and pushed him to the floor.

John recognized what Maya needed and it was quite unusual. Uncommon, because she wasn’t squandering and was excessively forceful about it. After she had pushed him down onto the floor, she grabbed his head in her grasp, stronger than ever before. John shivered as chills gushed through his spines, making him feeble and restless. It wasn’t delicate and loving. It was a viselike grasp. As he witnessed his own reflection in her eyes, he was almost … and had no room whatsoever for imagination. His head was going where she guided it. She led his mouth to her pussy and started moving her hips in circles.

“Lick it!” Maya ordered. “Wipe me out.”

“Why is she ordering me like that? Is she possessed? This is the new Maya I’m watching on my wedding night.” John thought hopelessly as he began to offer his oral tributes to her pussy. John was cherishing, licking, sucking and tonguing her exquisite pussy. Her pussy, particularly. The taste was extraordinary and it drove John crazy; he was … However, John sensed that it wasn’t her standard smooth sweetness. There was a blend of coarseness and musky smell in her flavor.

“What is this, ‘Lick It’, ‘Wipe Me Out’, thing right in my wedding night?” John wondered.

Generally, she doesn’t climax in the beginning just from oral sex. Oral sex typically marked a start of sexual ecstasy for her and her climaxes were always meant for their love-making sessions. John thought. But this time she worked to a solid climax, pulling his head against her pivoting pussy with so much power that his lips began to hurt.

When her climax subsided, Maya grabbed John’s head like a ball. Her fingernails diving into his jaw and neck as she pulled him upward.

“Fuck Me!” Again she was ordering. “Hurry up! I don’t want to waste any time. I need your cock in me, right now!”

She started kissing him uncontrollably, passionately, wildly never releasing his head from her grasp.

In between her kisses, Maya stated, “Put your cock in your wife’s pussy.” Maya lied on her back extending her legs as far as she could. The sight of her sweet gorgeous pussy was a heavenly bliss to John and he was at a fevered pitch. And as fast as possible, he complied as he placed himself in between her legs and gave it a thrust. She was so wet, so smooth, so well lubricated, and prepared that John felt his entrance seemed to be at light speed. The warmth of her velvety tissues engulfing his shaft was pure heaven.

“Goodness, God, Yes! Fuck Me, Hard! Fuck me with all you’ve got. Push your cock deep in me. Punish pussy. Own your wife’s pussy with your cock.” Maya screamed and moaned in a husky voice.

“What the heck!?” John wondered. “She doesn’t talk this way!”

Desire, lust consumed John’s senses and he did as he was told. He continuously rammed into her as hard as possible. She was pushing back, thrusting back, groaning, scratching his back and gasping.

John felt and heard her climax a few times until Maya wrapped her legs around his hips.

She murmured in his ear. “Cum inside me, my love. Add your cum to my can.”

“What!” John thought. “Add my cum.” This sent his brain reeling, but his balls were already at the brink of a mind-blowing explosion.

“Yes, yes. Cum in me my love. Give me your cum, as well.” Maya screamed in pure wild lust and sexual ecstasy.

John was cumming and it was so hard, so extraordinary, so intense, that he thought Maya was draining the life out of him. At the same time, his mind was crowded with thoughts like, “add your cum,” and “your cum as well.”

Maya experienced a standout amongst the most exceptional climaxes she could ever imagine.

When they both descended from our sexual euphoria, Maya did something unexpected and different once more. Typically she preferred to cup her pussy and rush for a cleansing. But it was not the case, not this time. This time she immediately pulled her underwear on.

She caressed his cheeks, kissed him and said. “Gotta go and do something. Be a dear and stay tight for me. Your wife will be right back.” As she left, she said. “I want you to think how my pussy tasted.”

John was bewitched and before he could think, Maya was gone. “Bastard! What is happening?” He sat on his wedding bed for a few minutes before he could gather his senses. Wanting to know and realize what was happening, he started to give his mind a chance to wonder.

“OK, now let me assess what just happened,” and John started his reminiscences. She forced him to do oral. Not the standard moderate encouraging of erotic lovemaking. She told that he should fuck her and fuck her hard. Not the typical moderate delicate lovemaking. She didn’t clean up. Not the way she always preferred. She took off to accomplish something. What? What did she need to do? What? Furthermore, Maya told him to think about how her pussy tasted. Why? Hold up a moment, it had an aftertaste like that multiple times the recent months!

Then John realized. “CUM! That is cum, and I just tasted in her pussy. Good, God! She’s with another man!”

It felt like his heart had cut deep and pierced deeper. A stranger emptiness filled him and John started to sob. He was too stupid to think that his legally wedded wife had given him the fuck of his life, so intense, so breathtaking so mind-blowing. John stopped crying and stayed on his bed pondering what he had fouled up. Considering, again and again, what he could have done better or unique to keep his marriage stable. Crushed by the possibility of losing her, John felt his heart getting heavy and throbbing.

Time had stopped.

“I’m back.” Her spiritedly joyful, upbeat voice rang out. “You are still there waiting for me?” Maya approached and kissed John seductively on his lips. “My, my, you haven’t pulled your trousers up.” She kissed him once more. “Do you feel hungry love? Well, I’m so hungry, although I’m stuffed.” Off she went to the kitchen.

“What the fuck, am I going insane?” John shook his head to clear his thoughts crowding his head and attempted to stand. His legs trembled, but gradually his strength returned. After getting up his trousers, he went straight to the kitchen.

“Where did you go?” Enquired John.

“I simply needed to deal with something. Asparagus or Brussel Sprouts?”

Maya immediately changed the topic and John realized that implied she wasn’t going to discuss it.

Everything had returned to normalcy. Maya discussed her day in the office and got some information about John’s as they both started to cook their dinner. They ate with their standard casual banter of accomplishing something together at the weekend.

John realized something was still up when Maya went for the wine glasses and requested that he get a bottle. John got nauseous once more.

Maya strolled over and gave him an energetic and passionate kiss. “We should go to the living room and relish our drink. I have something interesting to tell you.” Taking his hand, she stated, “Bring the wine.” She guided him to the living room. She opened, poured and gave John a glass. “Drink up.” She commanded as she took her own sip.

John was just desperate to polish off the entire bottle at once.

“Did you like what happened during our wedding night?” Maya asked seductively.

John couldn’t respond.

“Well, did you?” Maya asked again; this time more serious and impatient.

“Indeed,” John said quietly.

“I told you to think about something when I left you in the room for a few moments. Did you?” Maya teased.

John gulped and again meekly answered, “Yes.”

“And?” She witnessed the questioning look all over his face and continued, “What did it taste like on our wedding night?”

John was looking pitiful, disheartened and felt so little and stated, “It tasted a flavor like you’ve discovered another man right on our wedding night.”

Maya poured more wine in his glass and lifted the glass toward his mouth. Her gaze was still fixed on John as if a lioness eyeing a gazelle. John finished half the glass in one gulp in sheer frustration and desperation as she tasted hers so calmly.

Grinning, Maya leaned forward and kissed him passionately before continuing. “You are a cuckold. If you want to stay married to me, you will stay as my cuckold.”

“Stay?” John responded with trembling lips.

“Yes, indeed. You may stay or leave. I’ve made my decision, I like to engage in sexual relations with other men once in a while. I’ve settled on my decision and now you have a decision to make. Stay as my cuckold or leave to be my Ex.”

Tears were filling his eyes as they streamed and moistened his cheeks. “Y-you don’t love me any longer?”

Maya took the wine glass from his hand and kept it on the table before taking his face in her grasp and kissing me wildly and passionately more than ever before. “It may be hard for you to believe, but I Do Love You. I would prefer not to lose you. But, I am not abandoning this sex I cherish and need.” She paused, touching her forehead with his. “You should pick: Stay and be my cuckold. Or, leave.”

John sat bewitched and petrified. His senses were locked up and he was so feeble and weak to utter even a single word. Maya handed him over his glass and he emptied it in one gulp.

Filling his glass once more, Maya inquired, “Do you realize what a cuckold is?”

“Not so much. I guess it’s a man whose wife fucks other men.” John shivered as he responded.

Maya sipped her glass and said. “That is fundamentally right. By definition, ‘it’s a man who realizes his significant other has sexual intercourse with others.’ However, if you check its origin, it’s a man who realizes his better half has sexual intercourse with others, while he doesn’t.”

John was increasingly befuddled. “Is it accurate to say that you imply we can’t engage in sexual relations any longer?”

“No. I’m stating we will have our marriage. Sex what not. Just, I will have intercourse with others, while you won’t. You will stay as my cuckold.” Maya stated in a dominating tone.

John went to the restroom and nearly couldn’t calm himself down. His world crushed whenever he would think about surrendering his legally wedded wife into another man’s arms. Or more probably, to wonder Maya, his own wife suggesting that she would engage in a sexual relationship with other men outside their marriage. He was terrified even to think about it.

When he returned to the living room, he murmured and said. “Alright. I adore you, love you, admire you and would prefer not to lose you. Furthermore, it appears I as of now am your cuckold.”

Maya grinned and polished off her entire glass before leaning over and kissing him, enthusiastically and passionately.

“Gracious God, you have no idea how much I wanted you to acknowledge my decision. No, no more talk. Furthermore, tonight, when we head to sleep, I need you to make a wedding night love for me to mark the beginning of our new relationship.” Maya stated enthusiastically.

She kissed John so passionately, that for a moment John thought to fuck her right then and there as if he wanted her to reconsider her decision. That night they made, moderate, arousing, energetic, passionate, mindful love, throughout the night. What’s more, All Night!

They both got down to business the following day and it was everything John could do to endure the day. Everything he could consider was the reason and how could she arrive in such a state. That night, John asked her and Maya disclosed to him how. But, she couldn’t reveal him why.

“I don’t have a clue why! Truly, I don’t have a clue. I fucked Barron in his car the night of your birthday while you’re waiting for me in the restaurant. Believe me! He was so magnetic, so powerful, and so rough and he made me feel like a woman once again. And that was beginning. After that, once in a while, I have been with a couple of his friends and some colleagues in my office. even today, I was fucked hard and nearly got senseless.” Maya paused to examine her cuckold hubby’s face. “I knew, the moment I felt him cumming inside me, I wasn’t going to stop.”

John needed to know why she had sex with her colleague, if as she stated, “I Love You. And, I make the most of our intimacy, massively. You always fulfill me in bed.”

Maya couldn’t let him know. All she knew was when she did it, her brain, senses, and impulses stated she wasn’t stopping. She didn’t need their marriage to end.

“You need to acknowledge what I am. I’m not going to argue about, or explain it.” Maya stated sternly.

John learned it was this adjustment in her that made her make him devour her cunt. That made Maya so sensuous and free that she even got provocative and teased other men alongside him. That conveyed their intimacies to a whole new level.

She made John realize his position and status absolutely loud and clear just after two weeks.

She went out to discover a man, with John following and remaining out of sight. After three better places and drinking, she had a young fellow in tow.

Maya could have come over and conversed with John, but she called his phone to give guidelines. He was to get a motel room, call her to let her know where and after that, hang tight in the room for them to show up.

“Oh, God! It was so awful viewing my better half play with other men and giving herself a chance to be grabbed. Is it accurate to say that she is truly going to introduce me to him and make me watch?” John wondered desperately.

Indeed! That was exactly what occurred! But, John was … first. He sat alone in that motel room for two hours while they drank, danced and had a great time altogether.

When they appeared, they had clearly been making out as of now. John’s heart sank when he saw his wedded wife in another man’s arm. That man’s shirt was unbuttoned and so was Maya’s pullover. Furthermore, John noticed her underwear stuck her purse and the laces were hanging outside. She was squirming against him and massaging his broad chest as she stated, “This is my better half.” However, Maya didn’t take John’s name. “Like I told you before. He’s going to watch and has no problem whatsoever with it.” Then her lover put his hand inside her blouse and kissed her passionately. Maya kissed him as if she was dying and his lips were her only cure. She kissed him as if she was her most prized possession; exploring his mouth with her tongue, and dragging it violently from one side of his lips to another. She kissed him as if John wasn’t there at all. Then after the kiss, Maya murmured something in his ear that made him chuckle mischievously.

Maya seductively strolled to John and gave him a quick peck on his lips and stated, “Now, you realize what sort of cuckold you are, as you get the luxury to ‘Watch’ another man fuck me.”

Maya sashayed back to her lover and they started making out and undressing one another.

John felt his heart and stomach were doing somersaults in his chest. He was desperate to run and escape the torment. He was desperate to punch the man toying with his wife’s perfectly shaped breasts. But, the more perverted part of his mind stopped him as he began to leak his juices. John just stayed there and did nothing. He just couldn’t move as if he was chained to his seat and held in place by something obscure inside him.

John grieved as he viewed his better half drop to her knees and take another man’s cock in her mouth. In the meantime, it excited him too much to watch Maya suck his cock. John realized the pleasures his wife’s luscious mouth and lips were giving him and he envied him.

With her hands on his thighs, she pushed forward. Then she stopped only to be opposed by the length of his cock filling her mouth completely and hitting her inner throat. She was deep-throating him as she drooled on his gigantic shaft. Opening her mouth wider and pushing harder, her throat swelled as his cockhead slipped in more and more.

John couldn’t trust his eyes. His wife’s nose was against his stomach. Her lips were firmly yet freely moving to the base of his mammoth shaft. What’s more, her jawline was touching his heavy ball sack and John could hear her gagging.

Maya remained that way and John was wondering about how she could breathe. Finally, after what appeared like an eternity, Maya moved back. The man’s cock glistened as it got lubricated in her saliva. “Did she breathe?” John wondered, yet couldn’t tell. Instantly, she engulfed her lover’s mammoth erection in her throat once again.

After a couple of moments, John saw her throat was moving. Some way or another she was massaging his cock with her throat. “Jesus, she never did that to me.” John helplessly wondered.

The man’s legs trembled and he groaned. She pulled off of him and stroked him hard with her delicate hands as she gazed up at him and stated, “Cum in my mouth, baby. I want you to feed me your cum so that you can fuck me long and hard.” Maya instantly deep throated him once more. Noting was sexier to John and noting aroused him more other than watching his beautiful wife drooling and working her lips and tongue on another man’s big cock.

“Oh, My God! Maya just begged him to cum in her mouth. ‘Feed me your cum,’ is that what she said, really?” John cringed at hearing his wife asking another man to cum in her mouth before he could fuck her. And all that’s happening right in front of him.

Within moments, his face and body reacted as if he was cumming in Maya’s mouth. What’s more, she was pulling hard on his cock with her lips, milking and draining his cum out of him, as she moaned gulped over and over again.

Maya didn’t miss a drop. When her lover stopped throbbing in her mouth, she milked him with her hand. Licking the end of his cock until no more cum leaked from his erection. “That was too good.” Maya winked toward him. At that point, she looked at John and flew a kiss before lying on the bed.

Sickened and unbelievably aroused, John was mesmerized. He could hardly move from his seat. His heard his heart pumping blood and buzzing like a bass drum. He realized his wife’s lover wouldn’t fuck her immediately as Maya loved some foreplay before real intercourse. What he did straightaway astounded John. He didn’t expect him to adore Maya like the way he was doing.

He got her legs and started kissing her toes. He was kissing her feet as he caressed and massaged her sexy legs. “Goodness, how frequently have I done that to impress Maya? What’s more, now I’m watching my wife’s lover do it to her.” John thought and shivered in excitement. Gradually he kissed and touched her legs until his lips and tongue found their way to her gorgeous pussy.

John licked her parched lips as he expected to watch his wife’s lover devouring her pussy and providing her a mind-blowing groaning climax. But, he didn’t. He just licked and kissed her pussy for a moment. Then he climbed the bed and positioned himself in between her swollen wet sparkling pussy lips. John noticed Mays’s arousal had already stained her inner thighs as narrow streams of juices flowed from her glory hole.

Maya stopped playing with her tits and reached his waist and said, “Fuck Me, Baby! Fuck me like there is no tomorrow. Give me your cock, hard and deep with all you have got.” Maya was pulling him in as he pushed forward. As her lover gained full invasion and rhythm, Maya screamed, “FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!”

The man started pummeling full hard thrusts into her, driving her body up to the bed. John helplessly watched as another man’s gigantic erection got buried into his wife’s married pussy in perfect rhythm. His ass flexed each time he slammed into her with all his strength; making Maya groan loudly each time. The sounds that Maya made that night were like nothing John had ever before. She was stretched out to the limits; the limits which John could hardly imagine to reach. The hung young bull fucked Maya’s married pussy bareback in front of John. Her pussy lips quivered from the intense sensation and pleasure and orgasms that ripped through her tight body. As she begged her lover for more, he picked up the pace and pumped his cock deeper and harder into her glory hole.

Within minutes Maya started enjoying her orgasms. Her body, giving it away. Panting and gasping for breath. Whimpering screams. Flushed face and chest. Three, four, five times afterward her lover changed position. “Oh my God, he’s just so powerful and forceful Hon.” Panted Maya as John helplessly watched the alpha male penetrate her from behind.

It started once more in the doggy style. Again he changed positions. For over 60 minutes, he ruthlessly thrust his cock into Maya’s pussy in front of her cuckold hubby. Beating ceaselessly at her delicate tissue, as he drove her over and again to orgasmic euphoria. He called Maya a slut and a cheap whore. Yet Maya begged him to fuck her harder and the bed springs creaked from the hard fucking.

At last, Maya moaned out, “Please cum, baby! I can’t take any longer!”

He lay over her, put his arms behind her and held her shoulders, for the last powerful thrust. His ass came up until the head of his cock separated her swollen red lips. A brief instant of hesitation and he drove it home. Over and over, until it turned into a haze. Still, John could see his whole cock going in and out of his wife’s … cavity, a place which was supposed to be reserved for him.

Maya literally began begging, between her gasps and whining screams and moans. “Good God Please! Please cum! Oh, God! Please cum! Fill me up with your cum!” Her body still betraying the fact that she was experiencing mind-blowing orgasms all throughout the rhythms as their bodies slammed aloud against each other.

With a last pushed that made Maya scream echo in the room, he came. Shaking and pounding into her, he gave Maya what she desperately craved for.

After a brief moment, when their breathing stabilized, he lifted himself off of her. Maya pulled him up and greedily sucked his gigantic flaccid cock. When they had relived their ecstasy and sensual pleasures, he got off the bed and started getting dressed.

Maya hurried to the edge of the bed before John and held her legs open, saying, “Before you go. Watch my cuck hubby lick your cum out of my pussy. Remember that, I whispered, he’ll devour my pussy after you fuck me.”

John was shocked. He looked at the man who fucked his wife nearly senseless and trembled like a leaf in a whirlwind. He was laughing, getting dressed and watching his ordeal. John looked at his wife pleadingly and almost in tears, though inadvertently he licked his parched lips.

“Come on dear. Don’t you want to lick your wife clean? Clean his cum out of my pussy or else I might get pregnant. I’m not in … hon.” Maya teased.

John shuddered as he went to his knees and started licking his wife’s lover’s unpleasant musky, salty cum from her pussy. Her hands went to his head and I heard her groan as he slurped his tongue and lips devouring every bit of the protein shake. “That’s it hon. I want you to eat all that cum out of my pussy. Really, suck it out, taste my lover’s juice. This is as hot as seeing you squirm when I orgasmed on my lover’s cock,” screamed Maya. As Maya climaxed once again, John heard the room door creak, open and close.