CUCKOLD: Officer helps his wife fuck a colleague

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“Holy shit, Vesser,” she said, voice giddy with excitement. “That was amazing.”

“Wow… Fuck,” Vesser groaned, drinking in the sight of his wife’s splayed out, well-fucked form. His prick, already stiff, now returned to the potent ache that had dominated it when he had left their quarters hours ago. He undressed in record time, barely remembering to take his shoes off before his trousers, and climbed on to the bed beside his wife. He shuddered with pleasure at the faint dampness that met his hands and legs against the bed, a slight clamminess to the sheets borne of a couple sweating against them. The scent of his wife’s arousal – so much stronger than when he had left – was combined unmistakably with a muskier scent.

Nin smiled at him, moving closer across the sweaty sheets so that her tits touched his chest, warm and slightly sticky with sweat like the rest of her. When she kissed him, he could taste the sharp flavour of spunk on her lips, on her tongue, making his dick throb even harder.

“So?” he said, his hand reaching out to stroke along her back, finding it slick with sweat as though he’d visited her while she was hard at work. “What happened?”

“He arrived pretty shortly after you left,” Nin answered breathlessly. “I barely had time to finish undressing…” Kardo did not waste any time – as soon as Nin had let him inside, he pushed her up against the wall with an eager kiss, one hand slipping down her back to cup a round ass cheek. Nin moaned into the kiss, relieved and eager to finally act on all her wet fantasies and bedside talk about fucking a virtual stranger. Kardo might be a colleague, but she barely knew him outside work – apart from the knowledge about his massive prick, which burned in her mind as the front of his trousers pressed firmly against her naked crotch. Resolutely, she reached down to unbutton his trousers, pushing them down to reveal his boxers.

‘Well, aren’t you eager.’ Kardo grinned down at her, tossing his sandy blond hair out of his eyes. ‘Did you have a fight with your husband or something? Looking for a way to… punish him? I’m happy to help.’

‘Nothing like that,” Nin shook her head. ‘I just… I’ve been wanting to fuck you for a while, and after I got home tonight I just couldn’t stop thinking of… Of your cock.’ She blushed, but she also pushed down his underwear to find his prick hard and sticky with precum.

‘Well, in that case I see no reason to dawdle.’ Grabbing her waist with both hands, Kardo lifted her effortlessly, making Nin instinctively wrap her arms and legs around him for support as he carried her over to the bed. They both fell onto the dark blue sheets, Kardo on top and Nin still clinging to him. The older mechanic did not seem to mind, though. He reached down to adjust his prick against Nin’s naked pussy, and before she knew it the tip of his prick was inside it.

“It felt even bigger than it looked,” Nin told Vesser, her hand finding her husband’s prick as if talking about Kardo’s dick had brought about a need to feel it, to compare the size and girth of the two. Vesser realised with a throb that he was uncertain of the outcome – or rather, he suspected that the comparison was not in his own favour. “It was like my biggest dildo and a bit more, only warm and throbbing and smearing precum all over my crotch whenever he slipped out…” And given the relative sizes of Nin’s tight, young pussy and Kardo’s thick cock, it did slip out a few times before Kardo found a good rhythm, pushing deeper into Nin’s wet heat with each thrust.

Soon, Nin was moaning, enjoying Kardo’s hands roaming across her large tits, playing with a dark, firm nipple, bending down to leave a playful hickey on her tit as if wanting her husband to find evidence that his wife had been getting it from another man. Nin was too ecstatic to notice, however, her hands exploring Kardo’s muscular back, drinking in the musky scent of his arousal, the hair on his chest tickling her skin as he rocked on top of her, each thrust bringing him deeper inside her, grinding against her. Before she knew it, she was cumming, and cumming hard, despite the lack of her usual method of rubbing her clit while getting fucked.

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