The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires - Sex Stories

The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires

... home in India to arrange a marriage for his wayward youngest daughter—a marriage she had refused, bringing further disgrace to her father. Then, as if to throw it all in his face, she married a white man. A Roman Catholic white man! He'd refused to attend their wedding and forbade his family to do so, too. Luckily for Jemima, Jaspirit ignored their father and spirited their mother, Waheeda, out of the house so they could be at Jemima's and Cillian's nuptials.

Arjun feared he could never return to India with his head held high. So, he did what fathers have done through the centuries—he banned his disgraced daughter from his family and disowned her. Only after a tearful fit from his wife and intervention from his oldest son did Arjun revoke the disowning, but Jemima was banished from the inner family and treated like a lowly distant cousin—one that was almost an untouchable.

When Cillian heard Tina nearing her crest and his wife beginning to mewl her need, he returned his focus to the delightfully tight ass bouncing on his turgid cock. It seemed that Tina was close but couldn't quite orgasm. Plus, his wife would need to cum shortly before her lust exploded her pretty head. Cillian acted instinctively. Momentarily forgetting that the woman riding his cock was a lesbian, he slid his right hand from Tina's hip and along her slender rib cage. Reaching Tina's tiny, less than an A-cup breast, Cillian took her solidly thick, massive nipple between his thumb and forefinger and ...

... squeezed it hard.

The sudden pain instantly broke Tina's resistance, and with a shriek, she climaxed like a freight train crashing through an alpine tunnel. Unbeknownst to Cillian, Tina was trying to make him orgasm before she did. Tina wanted to prove to Jemima that she, Tina, was a better lover for her than her husband, Cillian. Tina was bewitched by the exotic Indian woman and wanted to claim her as her own. Her explosive orgasm destroyed that goal and left Tina shuddering on Cillian's still rampantly throbbing dick.

Defeated, Tina gaspingly said, "Finish it. Fill my ass with your cum!"

Effortlessly standing, his enormous todger remaining buried in Tina's ass, Cillian refused. "We need to look after Jem first," he said. Lifting Tina off his cock, Cillian put her down, supporting her until her weakened thighs agreed to work. "In the room next door, we have some Bdsm play equipment. Grab the leg spreaders, nipple clamps, crop, paddle, and your strap-on, and I'll meet you there.

Shaking her head disbelievingly, Tina gathered the things Cillian described and traipsed next door. Opening the door, she found a fully set-out Bdsm dungeon. It had things like swings, stocks, barrel horses, and suspension frames. 'I'm in way over my head here,' she thought, momentarily afraid that she'd fallen into some kind of sexual slavery trap.

Before she could worry too much, Cillian appeared carrying Jemima. Taking her to a kind of narrow leather chair, one that looked like a ...