He Handed Over His Wife to Me for a Proper Fucking

When I returned to Milla, I grabbed her hand, and she threw herself at me, pressing her full, pouty lips on mine and her tongue found its way inside my mouth. I grabbed Milla and pushed her butt into my cock, while tonguing her mouth. She let out a muffled moan, and I started to explore that perfect body.

From the first moment she walked in, I wanted her. When her husband called me and inquired about my services, I didn’t imagine Milla was such a bombshell. She was really tall, somewhat skinny but with a definite fake set of tits, had bleached blonde hair, and a face like a fucking doll. She looked like she’d stepped out of a porn movie. Although she was in her mid-twenties, she looked a lot younger.

I run a very unusual service for men that want to watch their wives get fucked and Mr. Richardson was just another client. A fifty-something-year-old banker that couldn’t satisfy his trophy wife anymore and took pleasure in seeing her get fucked just as much as she did.

“You can wait in here and watch everything on the tv,” I said pointing over to the couch.

“I still don’t understand why I can’t be in there with you,” he complained.

“We discussed this and everything was explained in the agreement you both signed. Once I go into that room, everything is between me and her. Trust me, it’s better this way.”

Mr. Richardson nodded nervously and I closed the door behind me as I left. I walked down the hall to the other room and left the door open as I stepped inside.

Milla was sitting just as I’d left her: hands clutched in her lap, legs crossed at the ankles, sitting up straight on my big comfy sofa. I leaned back against the wall and looked her up and down. Other than simple, direct answers to my questions, she hadn’t said a word.

“Your husband is in the other room, the door is closed, and the camera is off. He can’t hear anything you say right now. I want to hear you say that this is what you want. As excited as I am to fuck you, I am not going to touch you if you don’t want this,” I said.

“I want it,” she said with a mischievous smile.

“Good,” I responded. “I was hoping for that answer.”

I smiled to myself as I reached over and turned on the camera feed for Mr. Richardson.

“The cameras are on now. Please tell your husband what you want. Say it nice and clear so he can hear you.”

She hesitated a moment, then looked me in the eye, and with a smile on her face she turned over to the camera.

“I want you to fuck me. Hard.”

I smiled wide. I could already tell I was going to enjoy her.

“Good girl,” I said closing the door and locking it.

When I returned to Milla, I grabbed her hand, and she threw herself at me, pressing her full, pouty lips on mine and her tongue found its way inside my mouth. My cock was rock-hard by now and I grabbed Milla and pushed her butt into my cock, while tonguing her mouth. She let out a muffled moan, and I started to explore that perfect body.

While my hands reached underneath her skirt and found her perfectly shaped ass, Milla started to unbutton my shirt.

“I want to see your cock!” she moaned into my ear.

I got up and planted myself in front of her, removing my shirt while she took off my pants and boxers and my cock sprang up almost hitting her in the face. Milla didn’t think twice and practically jumped at my hard dick, wrapping her lips around my cock and pushing it deep inside her mouth.

“You know how to suck dick, don’t you?” I asked, dragging her head upwards.

She looked up at me, her eyes half closed and glossy. She didn’t speak, didn’t even nod, she just swirled her tongue around my tip with practiced expertise and began to bob her head faster.

“That’s a good slut. Look me in the eye as you suck that dick.”

For a few minutes, Milla sucked my dick like it had never been sucked before. Seeing those perfect lips around my cock was incredible. She pushed her head down further, taking more of me, making sucking, slurping noises as she bobbed her head faster and faster.

“Fuck,” I growled.

I grabbed the back of her head and started thrusting into her mouth. I felt her relax as I shoved my dick deep in the throat and her eyes filled with tears, but she didn’t pull back. She took it like a perfect whore, her eyes open all the time, staring into mine.

“God,” I groaned again and slammed her head down on my dick, feeling her lips touch the base of my cock, and ground myself into her throat.

When I let go of her head, she shot back, coughing and gasping for breath.

“Get up,” I directed.

She wiped her mouth and eagerly got up.

“Take off your dress,” I commanded. “Panties too.”

She took off her dress and panties and leaned back against the wall, slowly spreading her legs. I let my eyes wander over her body before resting on her perfectly waxed cunt. I watched her for a moment, her eyes closed, mouth slightly open as I turned my attention to her pussy.

I slid my finger in and out of her for a moment before pulling it out and trailing it over her clit and smiled as she gasped. She pushed her hips out more and guided my hand between her buttcheeks. She practically rubbed her asshole with my hand and the wetness of her pussy. The only logical step at this point was to push a finger in, which I did and Milla’s grinding became even wilder.

“You’re quite the slut, aren’t you?”

“A woman my age has needs,” she whimpered so I pushed a second finger in, relishing the tightness of her puckered hole.

“Are you going to cum for me ?” I asked. “Are you going to cum with my fingers up your ass, like a dirty whore?”

“Yes,” she whimpered and grabbed my wrist with both hands, holding still as she ground her pussy against me and I fingered her tight hole.

The moment she started breathing heavily, I retracted my fingers and pulled my hand away from her crotch.

“Not yet,” I said and brushed my fingers over her abdomen and upward toward her perfectly round tits.

Her eyes shot open and her face twisted into a look of utter lust. Milla was pure sexual energy!

“Please, I want to taste my ass!” she said and took my hand and guided it to her mouth.

Her lips parted and I slid my finger into her mouth.

“You know respectable women have never tasted their own ass. That’s just something desperate fuck toys do,” I said as her lips wrapped around my fingers and started licking them.

“Well, I’m not a respectable woman!”

With that, she pushed me onto the sofa and slurped my cock deep into her mouth again. I grabbed my knees and spread my legs wider and Milla took the hint. She let my cock go and started licking my balls and kissing her way to my asshole.

Milla was an expert asshole licker. She first rimmed my asshole and then poked her tongue inside as deep as possible while rubbing my shaft with her skillful hands.

“You love this, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she hissed and kept licking.

“Say it! Say it loud and clear so your husband can hear you!”

“I love eating your ass!”

As she spoke I grabbed her and pulled her over me. Milla moved up and kneeled above my face, spreading her ass for me. I knew what she wanted and when my tongue made contact with her asshole. I rimmed her asshole, which was as smooth as everything between her legs, and savored the feel of her tight little puckered ring. When I probed her asshole with my tongue, Milla started to moan, and as I went deeper, I noticed her spreading her cheeks even more, giving me more access.

“God, that feels so good,” she moaned.

I decided she had enough lubrication so I grabbed her arm and spun her to the sofa. I got up, pushed her over the arm of the couch, with her ass in the air, and grabbed her hips. Milla grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them with her hands. Her asshole was already a little stretched and it winked at me and invited me to fuck it so that’s what I did.

I positioned my hard cock at Milla’s asshole and slowly began to push. It went in surprisingly easily. The feeling of her tight and warm asshole was indescribable. Milla’s moaning was telling me she was already enjoying my dick inside her, so I just started fucking in and out with long strokes.

“Harder, please. I like it rough,” she begged and pushed her ass into me, trying to get my cock deeper into her ass.

Obviously, I had to please so I forcefully pushed my cock inside her ass to the hilt, keeping it there for a moment. Milla’s scream told me she had definitely felt that, but when she turned her head to look at me, there was no pain, just pure lust on her face.

“God, yes! Just like that,” she whimpered.

The next couple of minutes were filled with hard slapping sounds as I drove my cock in and out of her beautiful ass, once in a while even grabbing her hair and yanking her backward, hard, evoking prolonged screams by Milla.

“Rub your pussy for me,” I ordered and she did just that.

Milla let her hand glide between her legs and started rubbing her clit, while I continued my assault on her backdoor.

“Please, don’t fucking stop, I’m close,” she said under her breath.

I rammed my cock as hard as I could into her ass, and kept going with long strokes, taking my cock out and then plunging back in, until her sphincter would just stay open, waiting for my next move. As I plunged back in, I felt her spasm like hell.

“Oh my God, I’m cumming! Fuck! Fuck! Ahhh!” she screamed with her face buried in the sofa.

Stacy screamed and moaned and I knew she was just having the orgasm of a lifetime.

“I’m fucking squirting with your cock in my ass!” she cried out and she was right.

There was a torrent coming from her pussy and I watched as she sprayed all over the sofa while I had my cock buried deep into her ass and she kept rubbing her pussy. Though I loved everything about the moment, it soon came to an end when I pushed my cock into her wonderful round ass for one last time and shot my load. Rapid spurts of cum erupted deep into her ass, and she waited patiently, as I finished unloading my cum into her.

When I was finally done, I pulled out of her used hole with a wet popping squelch and walked over to Milla’s face, while she remained in the same vulnerable position, with her ass high in the air and her dilated hole open and exposed.

“You’re fucking remarkable,” I said as she turned her head toward me. “I knew I was going to enjoy this, but I didn’t you were such a slut.”

I leaned in to kiss her, pressing my lips against hers gently.

“I’m done here, you can go take a shower and return to your husband,” I said turning off the camera.

As I put my clothes back on, I watched Milla slowly reach back and scoop the cum out from her asshole and then immediately bring it to her mouth, tasting my cum. As she stood up and put her dress on, the remainder of my load slowly oozed out of her rear and onto her thigh.

As she went out the door and back to her husband, I secretly hoped Mr. Richardson enjoyed the show and I would see Milla again. She was a nasty slut and would be a pity not to play with her more.

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