Inadequacy - Sex Stories

Inadequacy

... accompanied by her lusty gasp. Still looking at Benjamin, she said, "The real fun is about to begin... but not for you, my little cuck." Her smile was ferociously bright, her desires untamed and voracious. Benjamin knew just what was coming next.

Rosie stood on her feet, only to traipse over to their marital bed with sweet seduction in her step. Benjamin watched her ass bounce with glee all the way there, but Jon was the one to follow her. Soon enough, it was out of his view, as she got onto her hands and knees atop the bedspread, spreading her holes wide for her lover.

Jon knelt behind her and placed both of his hands firmly on either one of Rosie's hips. When he made his entry into her pussy, she squealed out a high and effeminate moan, her pink lips wide open in both senses.

"How does it feel..." Jon began taunting Benjamin once again. "...to know your own wife wouldn't even be able to feel your cock inside of her?"

Benjamin didn't know how to respond to his master, then, feeling weak as ever in his own skin. He looked into Rosie's glittering blue eyes, bursting with passion for her lover and never for him in the same way. He looked up at Jon again and answered him in a murmur, "It hurts, Sir."

"Good," Jon said, landing a smack on Rosie's right ass cheek. "Itshould hurt, knowing you're an inadequate loser."

Benjamin savored the sting of his words before replying, "Yes, Sir." The pain somehow only made them all more aroused. Benjamin started to play with ...

... himself, though looking down, he couldn't even see his tiny little microdick below the fat of his belly. His eyes quickly swerved back up to meet his wife's as she got fucked by the real man in her life.

Jon's thrusts were strong, manly, and passionate, the canvas of his muscular body, honed for the task, beautiful in its own way. Rosie slithered her big ass back onto his cock, smothering it into her pussy just so he could slam into her even harder in the end. Her mouth became agape with one sweet, high moan of lust and pleasure.

Her whole wet, pink pussy was enraptured by Jon's magnificent rod of pleasure. The sound of flesh slapping on flesh and the sight of his wife's glorious lust completely consumed Benjamin's senses and mind. His heart was as cracked open as his wife's pussy was by her lover's cock.

Several minutes of lust later, and Benjamin had already shot his pathetic little load, right into his own hand. Jon laughed heartily at that, and Rosie followed with her own dark giggles. "Clean that shit up, cuckboy," Jon ordered Benjamin, who summarily licked his palm and knuckles clean of his own cum. "Can't have you making a mess in here."

The sight of their love-making was just too much to bear for someone like him--not without busting his nut. It was so deliciously beautiful the way they fucked together that Benjamin began to weep tears of joy. The sight of his wife being pleasured--more than he could ever hope to do himself--was the most divine thing in the ...