The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires - Sex Stories

The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires

... checking it was ready for penetration.

Satisfied she was adequately prepared, he turned Jemima again and slowly lowered her onto Tina's solidly thick 'cock'. Realising what Cillian wanted, Tina closed her legs and guided Jemima's ass onto her 'dick'. Jemima, who was drunk from pleasure and her carnal desires, moaned appreciatively as her back passage was speared open by Tina's rampant 'penis'.

"Shuffle down," Cillian suggested once his wife's gaping ass had completely engulfed Tina's 'dick'. Tina wriggled her bum cheeks until her bottom was flat on the floor. "Pull Jem's knees up and apart," Cillian commanded.

Cillian spread his legs and knelt outside of Tina's legs and inside Jemima's. Then, widening his stance and pushing his rampantly erect cock down, Cillian lined his cock's head up with Jemima's cunt and slowly pushed it in. A few seconds later, his pelvis rested against his wife's clit. "I'm going to fuck her hard," he stated as he began doing as he said. "Squeeze Jem's tits and pinch and tweak her nipples. Call her dirty names and tell her what a slut and whore she is," Cillian added as he drove relentlessly into Jemima's squelching pussy. It didn't take Cillian and Tina long to make Jemima explode with rapturous, orgasmic delight. Having her ass delightfully filled with a cock she could comfortably take as her massively donged husband pounded her tight, slick cunt alone was enough to send her into paroxysms of climactic explosions. But the added stimulation ...

... of her tits being mauled as Tina insulted and demeaned her blew Jemima's mental circuits. Her final orgasm began as a loud, shrill shriek, and ended as an almost comical warble as her breath ran out. Completely satiated and mentally overwrought, Jemima's mind was no longer inhabiting this plane of existence.

Cillian eased out of his wife's pussy and stood up. Bending over, he gently lifted her off Tina's 'cock' and carried her to their bedroom. Lowering Jemima onto the bed softly, he gazed down at her. He smiled and had a loving expression on his face.

Turning to the handsome, masculine-looking woman standing beside him, he grinned and said, "I've got to be the luckiest guy on the planet! Me, a big, old, dumb jock, married to the most beautiful, sexually uninhibited woman on the planet. How good is that?"

Looking down at Cillian's stiffly throbbing, enormous member, Tina realised that he hadn't cum yet. She wondered if, in fact, Jemima wasn't the lucky one. "What now?" She asked.

Cillian turned from lovingly gazing at his sleeping wife and looked at his wife's butch lover. Genuinely concerned, he asked, "I'm sorry. I was concentrating so hard on what Jemima wanted that I forgot that you have needs, too. Is there something I can do to help?"

"What about you?" Tina countered. "I've had at least a couple of orgasms tonight. You're standing there, your cock throbbing and drooling, having only cum once."

Cillian chuckled dismissively. "Once you and I are finished, ...