Bedroom Blaze

Chloe’s sharp moan sliced through the air, her brown eyes flaring with desire as Alex’s whispered confession—his kink for fucking random girls behind his girlfriend’s back—sent a surge through her pussy. The bedroom of Alex’s apartment thrummed with electric tension, the bed beneath them a canvas for their illicit passion, rum and cola glasses sweating on the nightstand, their bodies pressed close. Chloe’s fitted black crop top and denim skirt clung to her curves, the skirt hiked to tease her pussy, her bold, teasing allure amplified by their day-long flirty texts: I’ll bring more than a spark. Brace yourself. Alex’s cock strained against his jeans, his grin dark, knowing Anna hid in the closet, pussy drenched, watching, ready to cum as Chloe fell into their cuckqueen trap, thinking she was stealing him. He leaned closer, breath warm on her ear, aware Anna needed a clear view, Chloe’s kink—craving passionate, wifely devotion on a first night—guiding his words, poised for a long, filthy fuck right there.

“My beautiful bride,” Alex murmured, voice low and tender, hand cupping Chloe’s cheek, cock hard. “You’re mine tonight, like it’s our first night together.” Chloe’s pussy clenched, moan soft, her bold smirk melting into a flush, leaning into his touch, tits pressing against his chest. “Fuck, you’re smooth,” she whispered, voice teasing but thick, hand grazing his thigh, fingers bold. “Sneaking around, making me feel like this?” Her pussy dripped, thinking she’d won, unaware Anna’s pussy pulsed in the closet, fingers circling her clit, cumming at the deception.

Alex’s hand slid to her waist, tugging her crop top up, exposing her red lace bra, pussy outlined through her skirt. “My love,” he growled, lifting her onto the bed, legs spread, pussy inches from his cock. “You’re my wife tonight, and I’m gonna worship you.” Chloe gasped, pussy gushing, her kink ignited, moaning, “Yes, make me yours.” She pulled him close, lips crashing, tongue plunging, hands tearing at his shirt, buttons popping. Alex groaned, cock throbbing, keeping them centered on the bed for Anna’s view. He yanked her top off, bra unhooked, tits spilling, nipples stiff, squeezing them, Chloe’s moan loud, “Love me, baby, like I’m your bride.”

He sank to his knees, face between her thighs, skirt shoved up, panties ripped aside, pussy glistening, curls wet. “My perfect wife,” he murmured, tongue gliding along her slit, slow, savoring, kissing her clit. Chloe’s hands tangled in his hair, moaning, “Eat your bride’s pussy.” He sucked her clit, tongue swirling, fingers spreading her lips, delving deep. Her pussy spasmed, juices dripping, cumming hard, “Fuck, I’m your wife!” she screamed, thighs quaking, orgasm soaking his lips, Anna’s pussy in the closet cumming, fingers deep, silent moan. Alex licked gently, building her again, cock aching to claim her.

Chloe yanked him up, lips smashing, tasting her pussy, hands wrestling his jeans, cock springing free, rigid, precum glistening. “Suck your husband, my love,” he growled, guiding her down, cock at her lips. Chloe’s bold eyes flashed, moaning, “Anything for my bridegroom,” taking him deep, lips tight, tongue flicking, sucking eagerly. Alex groaned, hands in her curls, guiding, cock pulsing, knowing Anna watched, pussy squirting. Chloe gagged, spit trailing, sucking faster, moaning, “Your cock’s perfect,” her pussy dripping, loving the wifely role, cumming again, hand rubbing her clit, orgasm sharp, muffled by his cock.

He pulled her up, lips colliding, cock brushing her pussy, skirt bunched, panties torn. “My bride deserves this,” he growled, turning her, bending her over the bed, pussy exposed, dripping. He thrust in, cock deep, pussy bold, Chloe screaming, “Fuck your wife!” Her tits swayed, hands clutching sheets, pussy clenching, cumming, squirting, soaking the bed, Anna’s pussy pulsing, fingers fucking, cumming. Alex fucked hard, groaning, “You’re my love, my wife,” cock slamming, keeping her pinned, Anna’s view unobstructed, Chloe’s moans wild, thinking she’s cheating, pussy gushing.

He flipped her onto her back, legs wide, pussy open, cock plunging deep, missionary on the bed, tits bouncing, Chloe moaning, “Love me, husband!” He kissed her neck, murmuring, “My forever bride,” cock slamming, pussy pulsing, cumming again, squirting, soaking them, Anna’s pussy erupting, fingers deep, silent scream. Alex leaned in, lips on her ear, “You’re my perfect wife,” fucking slower, deeper, building her, Chloe’s pussy clenching, moaning, “I’m yours,” cumming, juices flowing, body trembling, Anna cumming, pussy drenched.

He pulled her up, straddling him, cock deep, fucking face-to-face, Chloe’s tits pressed against him, moaning, “Fuck your bride!” He growled, “My love, my wife,” cock slamming, pussy bold, cumming, squirting, soaking his lap, Anna’s pussy pulsing, fingers fucking, cumming. Alex’s cock throbbed, orgasm nearing, fucking faster, Chloe’s pussy milking, moaning, “Cum in your wife!” He erupted, cum flooding her pussy, groaning, “Take it, my bride,” Chloe cumming, squirting, pussy clenching, Anna’s pussy gushing, orgasm ripping, panties soaked.

He pulled out, cum dripping from Chloe’s pussy, spilling onto the bed, trickling to the floor. She panted, pussy pulsing, grabbing her torn panties, wiping the cum, her juices, and handed them to him, bold smile soft. “Keep these,” she teased, pussy still leaking. Alex took them, cock softening, slipping them into his pocket. He pulled her close, lips on her ear, whispering, “This is just the start, my love. I’ll fuck you again.” Chloe’s pussy clenched, moan faint, thinking it’s their secret, unaware Anna heard, cumming.

Chloe slid off the bed, skirt falling, legs shaky, pussy dripping, bold grin returning. “Gotta run,” she said, voice teasing, heading out, pussy aching, mind on Alex’s vow. Alex stayed, cock spent, tidying the room, heart racing at the thought of Dana tomorrow. Anna lingered in the closet, pussy soaked, panties drenched from her orgasms, watching Chloe leave, her cuckqueen fantasy thriving, poised for Sunday.