Cuckold / Rough Sex / Anal
Watching Him Pound Her With Force-Part 2
I am in desperate need of a good fucking
It has been days since I watched them having sex. I’ve been fantasizing about Gus taking me with force like he had Angie, obsessing over it, really. I couldn’t get the vision out of my mind, my desire for him taking over my mind and body.
I look at him differently now, his masculinity, the way he carries himself, his sexy body. His long thick cock is forever imprinted in my mind. My panties dampen every time I think of it.
Angie and I were off work on this hot Saturday afternoon. We were lounging by the pool after a cool swim, enjoying a frozen cocktail she had made a pitcher of.
It was like old times when we were in college, laughing and having a great time. I decided to ask her. The worst that could happen is she gets pissed and throws me out. At this point, the risk would be worth it if I could have her husband inside me, pounding me like he did her.
“I need to tell you something. The other night, I heard you and Gus getting it on. I had to take a peek and watched you having sex,”
“I thought I heard something in the hallway. It was you watching us, Brandy!”
“Sorry, I’ve been so horny since my divorce. I am in desperate need of a good fucking. Do you think you could share Gus?”
She sat there for a few minutes, not saying a word, not even looking at me. Making me fear I had gone too far.
“Well, I know Gus wouldn’t mind. I’ll let you have him once, as long as I can watch. I guess I don’t need to tell you how rough he can be?”
“Yes, that’s what turned me on the most,”
“Okay, you’ve been warned,”
I was so excited for him to come home from work. My pussy tingled every time I thought of him taking me like he had her. My bikini bottoms stayed damp all afternoon. I wanted him to ravage me so desperately. I had to have him.
Gus walked in, looking hot and sexy in his black suit. I smelled his cologne as he walked by me. I wanted to grab him, press my body against his, and stick my tongue down his throat.
Angie threw her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. His hands slid around her tiny waist, pulling her against his muscular chest.
It made me jealous. I miss having a man in my life. I miss Jackson, but it’s all over now. We’re divorced, and he’s moved on with his co-worker. Maybe fucking Gus will give me the confidence to find someone new and start living life again.
She took his hand and led him to their bedroom. I nervously waited on the couch. He stepped into the living room, wearing only a pair of silky blue boxers. The sight of his bare chest and six-pack abs. The bulge in his boxers showing his interest in taking me.
“I’ve been told you need a good fucking. Is that right?”
He leaned toward me, drawing my chin up, and planted a soft kiss on my lips. Sending chills through my flesh. My pussy tingled and surged, soaking my bikini bottoms.
Taking my hands, he pulled me off the couch. Wrapping his strong arms around me, his hands sliding down my hips, groping my ass. Pulling me against his muscular body, his rigid cock poking my tummy.
His kisses set my core on fire. Goosebumps covered my flesh as he kissed down my neck. He picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bedroom. Angie was sitting naked in a chair, her knees up and legs spread. Running a vibrator through her glistening lips.
Laying me across the bed, he took off my bikini and slipped off his boxers. His long thick cock falls out and stands at full attention. Lusting for his big cock inside me, worried if it even fit.
Grabbing me, he pulls me across the bed, my head hanging over the edge. He smacks my face with his cock, his pre-cum covering my lips, sinking his length down my throat. Fucking my throat violently, causing me to choke and gag on his shaft.
Angie watched him fuck my throat with vigor. A malevolent grin grew across her face as she circled her swollen clit with her vibrator. I remembered how mean she was to a girl in college who had a crush on her boyfriend, Chad. She has never been that way to me until now.
Gus jerks me off the bed, my knees landing heavily on the floor. The pain radiated through my kneecaps and down my shins. His fingers laced through my hair, he shoved his cock down my throat. Spit stringing down my chin, landing on my breasts as I gag on his length.
“Gag that bitch, babe. Shove it down her damn throat,” said Angie as she pumped the vibrator in and out of her cunt.
Pulling me to my feet by my hair, he put me on the edge of the bed on my knees. Sliding his hand between my soaking folds. Swirling his fingers around my swollen clit. Making my pussy ache to feel his big cock inside me.
Ramming his cock deep inside my cunt, he grasps my hips and plows me relentlessly. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the space. His long thick cock filled me up and stretched me wide. Feeling like he would rip me open.
As much as it hurt, I wanted him to keep pounding me. My orgasms coming in waves, clamping around the girth of his cock, my clit pulsating.
“Are you getting a good fucking now, slut?” said Angie.
His large hand slaps my ass cheek with each thrust, the sting making my orgasms more intense. I cried out with each smack of my ass, feeling the hot burn as he pounded my pussy harder.
Pulling out of me, he pushes me flat on the bed. Straddling my legs, he shoved his cock balls deep into my virgin ass. Slamming in and out of my tight, puckered hole like a jackhammer.
“That’s it, babe, tare that virgin ass up, ruin it,” yells Angie.
My hands clutching the sheets. The pain of his big cock battering my ass turned to pure pleasure, giving me countless orgasms.
Angie came as she watched him ram my ass. Plunging the vibrator in and out of her pussy, her fingers sliding rapidly across her clit.
His breath became heavy, coming in ragged pants. His cock swelling inside me, he shot his hot load deep in my ass in ropes.
Pulling out of me, his seed oozing out of my sore ass. He got on his knees between Angie’s thighs, lapping up her juices. He stood up, and she took his semi-hard cock in her mouth, sucking down his length. Bobbing her head up and down his shaft, and massaging his balls.
Angie stood up and directed him to sit in the chair. With her back facing him, she empaled her cunt down his rigid pole. Sliding up and down on it as he held her hips.
Looking at me with contempt as she rode him, I knew our friendship was over. Too sore to move, I watched her cum as he shot his load inside her.
They go into the bathroom together and take a shower. I drag my battered body off the bed and go to my room to shower. Packing my things, I leave without saying a word, not wanting to deal with Angie’s wrath.
It’s time to move on from my divorce and start a new life on my own.
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