Zoe’s Secret Lust - Sex Stories

Zoe’s Secret Lust

... obscenely. I leaned in and kissed it, then nibbled and licked it as she rode his shaft. I heard her gasp and squeal, her legs shaking, and I knew I was giving her an orgasm, even in the middle of her getting fucked raw by her dominating lover, my tongue alone was getting her off. She squirted all over the bed, I barely pulled back in time to avoid the spray. She made a sound like I've never heard, a desperate, almost painful cry and grunt, her whole body shaking. Then, Rafe roller her over again and mounted her missionary style. "Feel my big cock!" he said, plunging it into her.

"Yes! Yes, Daddy! My husband's dick is so small, I don't even feel it! This is your pussy now! Take it! Fuck me with your big cock! Take me! Fuck me! So much better than my husband!" She kept going, encouraging him, telling him how great he was, how small and pathetic I was. Trying to humiliate me, the the most base, roughest and most heartless way possible.

"Fucking whore! You love my cock, don't you?" he screamed at her, slapping her tits savagely.

"Yes! I love it. I Love your cock! Only your big cock!" she cried back, desperately

"This is my pussy now! You won't ever let him fuck you again, ever!" He demanded, pounding her harder.

"No! No! Your cock is stretching me out! Going so deep! My husband can't ever make me feel this full! Ever! I only fuck you, Daddy!"

I should have felt jealousy, humiliation or even anger at this point, I know. But, I was strangely stoic. This was like ...

... performance art, like when Zoe said "Her husband's small dick" she was talking about some one else.

He pulled her legs up, putting her ankles on his shoulders, forcing his cock ever deeper into her abused pussy. He spat in her face, pulled her hair, grabbed her neck and squeezed, making her choke and cough. Her legs were quivering, her arms flailing.

She started to scream, punctuated by his vulgar thrusting, she gasped, pulling his hips in with her legs, "Only big cocks! Big cocks fuck me! Cum inside me! Shoot your cum deep into me!" she said. I saw Rafe's body go rigid, his ass flexed, pumping his hot seed into her. I moved over to the side of the bed where Zoe's face was, and ejaculated over her red, puffy face, painting it from hairline to neck with thick, hot cream. I carelessly splashed some onto Rafe's face, he winced and scowled, but kept pumping cum into my wife.

I know I should have felt humiliated. Hurt at the things they said. Even angry. Protective at watching my wife get abused over and over. This is what she wanted, what I wanted to see for myself. Somehow, now that I did, I didn't feel anything. I was learning, though.

Rafe rolled off my wife, wiping his face on a sheet, glaring at me. "What the fuck, man!" he yelled at me. Zoe was exhausted, laying there, her eyes wet, face covered in spittle and frothy drool, staring up at the ceiling. Her sweat soaked chest was heaving. Her glistening, magnificent breasts rising and falling with each breath, her ...