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Chapter 42 by lustquilll lustquilll

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Back to the party.

The video pulsed to life, an impossible intimacy blooming on the small screen in the stale, fluorescent-lit confines of the Korean BBQ bathroom stall.

The world narrowed to the bedroom, to the soft glow of bedside lamps casting shadows that danced across Sara’s flushed face. Her long blonde hair was a wild tangle against the pillow, some strands clinging to her damp forehead, others fanned out like a halo. Her large breasts, usually held discreetly by a bra, were now liberated, bouncing with every thrust, nipples hard and dark. Below, her thick, round bum lifted slightly off the mattress with each powerful plunge.

From Leia’s vantage point, missionary position felt less like an act of submission and more like triumphant ownership. Sara, blindfolded, was entirely hers, every gasp and moan directed at a phantom lover, a stand-in for the man who’d traded her. Leia watched her own enormous, dark cock—a full fourteen inches of throbbing, engorged flesh—slide deep, then slowly retract, only to plunge back in with a wet, rhythmic thwock that echoed in the otherwise silent room.

“Oh, Jack,” Sara gasped, her voice thick with pleasure, her hips instinctively bucking up to meet Leia halfway. “God, you’re… you’re so good tonight. So big.”

A smirk pulled at Leia’s lips, hidden from view by Sara’s blindfold. Sara’s internal muscles, already tight, clenched around Leia’s shaft with a welcoming, almost **** grip. The friction was exquisite, a hot, wet glove milking every inch.

“This is… different,” Sara breathed, fingers digging into Leia’s shoulders, not realizing the lean, corded muscle beneath her touch was far too firm, too powerful for her husband. “It’s… fuller. You’re filling me up so much more. Oh, yes.” Her voice was laced with an almost disbelieving wonder, a hint of frustration at her own husband’s usual short-comings subtly woven into her praise. “I can feel you everywhere, Jack. You’re stretching me out.”

Leia pulsed deeper, her cock hitting Sara’s cervix with a soft, insistent thud. Sara arched her back, a raw, primal cry escaping her lips. Her legs, wrapped around Leia’s waist, tightened, pulling Leia’s hips even closer, begging for more. Leia watched her own massive cock, slick with Sara’s juices, gleam under the lamp light as it disappeared into her. The head was a dark plum, engorged and glistening, painting the entrance of Sara’s pussy a rosy red with each withdrawal. The sound was a symphony of sloshing wetness and **** moans, a perfect soundtrack to Leia’s conquest.

“Faster, Jack, please!” Sara whimpered, hips grinding, a **** plea in her voice. “Don’t stop! Don’t you dare stop now!”

Leia complied, increasing the pace, her hips slamming against Sara’s with a newfound urgency. Each thrust was a declaration, a deep, full invasion that rocked Sara’s entire body. Her blonde hair thrashed against the pillow, her breasts bounced wildly, and her bum lifted higher, offering up her tight, wet core to Leia’s monstrous rhythm. Leia could feel the building tension within Sara, the subtle tremors that heralded an impending climax. Sara’s fingers dug deeper into Leia’s back, her nails leaving faint, red crescents on Leia’s skin.

“I’m… I’m so close, Jack!” Sara cried out, her voice cracking, breath coming in ragged gasps. Her entire body was taut, quivering on the brink. “Oh, God, I’m… I’m coming!”

And then she shattered. A tidal wave of pleasure washed over Sara, her body convulsing, her legs clamping around Leia’s waist with incredible strength. Her back arched as she screamed ‘Jack’s’ name, a long, drawn-out cry of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. Her vagina tightened around Leia’s cock in a series of intense, milking spasms, sucking at the head, drawing Leia deeper into her core.

Leia, feeling Sara’s climax ripple through her, let out a low growl, her own body twitching with the overwhelming need to follow. She slammed into Sara a final, powerful series of thrusts, her enormous cock burying itself in Sara’s depths. With a guttural groan, Leia began to cum, a hot, thick torrent of semen flooding Sara’s already swollen pussy. Pulse after pulse, wave after wave, Leia emptied herself into Sara, filling her to the brim, a warm, heavy weight spreading deep inside her. Sara moaned, a soft, contented sound now, her body still trembling, accepting every drop of the unfamiliar lover’s seed.

Leia held herself there for a moment, savoring the feeling of Sara’s post-orgasmic body contracting around her, the warmth of her own cum filling her. Then, slowly, deliberately, she began to pull out. Her huge cock, still engorged, slid free from Sara’s tight vagina with a wet, sucking pop. As it emerged, slick and gleaming, a thick stream of Leia’s cum, warm and white, began to flow out of Sara’s now-gaping pussy, tracking down her inner thigh, pooling between her legs. Sara lay there, blindfolded and blissed out, completely oblivious, a soft smile gracing her lips even as the evidence of her infidelity spilled onto the sheets.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Dude? You alright in there?”

The sudden, insistent rapping on the bathroom door, followed by his coworker’s voice, ripped Jack from the hypnotic, horrifying tableau on his phone screen. He flinched, the phone almost slipping from his suddenly sweaty grip. His thumb hovered over the pause button, his mind still reeling from the visual of Leia’s massive cock erupting into his wife, the stream of cum flowing from her. Jack’s own cock, a paltry four inches that felt even smaller now, was aching and confused, half-hard and throbbing with a mixture of arousal and dread. He quickly killed the screen, stuffing the phone into his pocket with a jerky, almost violent motion.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine!” Jack called out, his voice a little hoarse, trying to sound casual as he flushed the empty toilet, even though he hadn’t used it. He pushed open the stall door, stepping out into the small, tiled space where his coworker, Kevin, stood, arms crossed, a smirk on his face.

“Shit, man, you were in there for over an hour,” Kevin said, his eyes narrowed in mock suspicion. “You’re not having the runs, are you? That kimchi pork belly hit you hard?”

Jack managed a strained laugh, his mind still replaying the sight of Leia’s cock exiting Sara, the thick, white cum flowing. “Nah, man, just… important call,” he mumbled, trying to compose himself, running a hand through his hair.

Kevin’s eyes lit up. “An important call, huh? In the bathroom? At a celebration dinner?” He whistled low. “Shit, you’re still doing business deals, even when we’re out celebrating the last one. No wonder you’re the one getting promotions, Jack.” Kevin clapped him on the back, a little too hard, pushing him out of the bathroom. “Always hustling, my man. Always hustling.”

They re-entered the private dining room of the Korean BBQ place, a burst of laughter and chatter greeting them. Their other coworkers, seven of them in total, were already halfway through another round of soju, the grilled meats sizzling on the hot plate in the center of the table.

“Look who it is!” someone shouted. “Our man, Jack! Back from his… urgent business call!”

Kevin, ever the instigator, announced loudly, “Jack was in the bathroom, closing deals! That’s how he operates, folks! Our future CEO!” The crowd erupted in a mix of laughter and surprised exclamations. Half of them thought it was hilarious, the other half seemed genuinely impressed and a little intimidated.

Jack **** a smile, waving off the jokes. He slid back into his seat, trying to look relaxed, even as his stomach churned with a mixture of soju and the lingering images in his mind. He picked up his chopsticks, spearing a piece of marinated beef, but the taste was ash in his mouth. He joined in the conversation, cracking a few jokes, discussing the finer points of the new Gooderman Company deal Leia had engineered for him. He was good at this, at putting on a front, at being the affable, ambitious go-getter.

But beneath the veneer of professional success, his mind was a whirlwind. He could still feel Sara’s moans in his ears, hear her praises, her unaware humiliation of him. He could still see Leia’s monstrous cock, filling her completely. Was Leia still in his house right now? Was she still… lying with Sara? Cumming inside of his wife with her huge cock, leaving her filled and satisfied, just like in the video? The thought sent a jolt of both repulsion and a strange, dark thrill through him.

He couldn’t stand it. The celebration, the **** cheer, the taste of the food – it all felt hollow, a flimsy disguise over the sordid secret that had consumed his life.

“Alright, gentlemen, as much as I’d love to stay and get properly hammered,” Jack announced, rising abruptly, a little too quickly for someone who’d just had a few too many soju shots. “I think I’m going to call it a night. Big day tomorrow, lots to follow up on with Gooderman.” He pulled out the company credit card Leia had given him, a sleek black card that felt heavy and tainted in his hand. “This is on the house, boys. Get whatever you want.” He tossed it onto the table for the waiter, leaving a generous tip – more than generous, really, almost ****. Anything to get out.

A chorus of disappointed but understanding groans followed him as he made his excuses and headed for the door. Outside, the night air was cooler, a welcome shock against his flushed face. He pulled out his phone, his fingers shaky as he tried to call Sara. Voicemail. Of course.

He ordered a cab, the screen still showing Sara’s contact. As the cab pulled up, he climbed into the back seat, the smell of stale air freshener and forgotten journeys filling the confined space. He pulled out his phone again, his thumb instinctively navigating to the video file Leia had sent him.

He found the video, its thumbnail a blurry image of the aftermath, of his wife’s pleasure-flushed face. He plugged in his earphones, the black buds a stark contrast against his pale skin. His hand hovered over the play button, his heart hammering against his ribs. He didn’t know what else he would witness on that video. And even more terrifying, he didn’t know what he would find in his home when he finally got there.

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