Her Husband's Cock

Adam has Mia on her knees in the middle of the mattress, chest down, ass up. One of his hands is fisted in her hair, pinning her cheek to the sheet. The other is locked on her hip hard enough to leave fingerprints.

He fucks her like he is trying to put her through the bed.

His cock is thick, the kind that forces her open and keeps her open. Every stroke shoves the fat head past the tight ring of her cunt and drags the ridged shaft along her front wall on the way out. She is soaked. The wet sound is filthy and constant — skin slapping skin, his balls tapping her clit, her pussy squelching around him when he bottoms out.

“Arch.”

She does. The new angle lets him sink another inch. The head punches against that deep, aching spot and stays there while he grinds. Mia’s mouth falls open. A string of drool hits the sheet. Her thighs shake.

He pulls almost all the way out so she can feel how wide she is stretched around just the head, then slams back in to the root. Her ass ripples. Her cunt clings, shiny, gripping the veined shaft like it doesn’t want to give it back.

“That’s it. Take it. This is what that greedy little hole is for.”

He sets a brutal rhythm. Long, heavy thrusts that shove her forward and yank her back by the hair. She can feel every ridge, every pulse, the way the head flares when he is close. Her clit is swollen and neglected except when his sac slaps it. She reaches under herself and rubs anyway, two fingers slipping in her own mess, and he knocks her hand away.

“No. You cum on my cock or you don’t cum.”

She cums anyway. It hits her in a hard, ugly clench. Her pussy locks down on him, fluttering, squirting a thin splash down his thighs. She makes a broken noise into the mattress. Adam rides it out, fucking her through it, using the extra wetness to go deeper.

Then he plants both hands on her ass, spreads her open so he can watch his cock piston in and out of her stretched, dripping cunt, and buries himself to the hilt.

He cums hard.

Mia feels it — the first thick pulse against her cervix, then another, then another, hot and heavy, flooding her. He keeps grinding while he empties, forcing it as deep as it will go. His cock jerks inside her. Cum packs her full until it has nowhere to go and starts leaking around the seal of him in slow white rivulets down her lips and onto his balls.

He stays there, panting against her back, still twitching.

When he finally pulls out, the head leaves with a wet pop. A fat rope of cum follows and slaps against her inner thigh. Her hole stays open for a second, used, shiny, leaking his load in a thick drip onto the sheet.

Mia doesn’t close her legs. She reaches back, two fingers on either side of her cunt, and holds herself spread so he can see what he did.

She stares at the wall and thinks it clearly.

I want to watch him do that to someone else.

Watch another woman get folded like this. Watch that same thick cock force another pussy wide. Watch Adam’s face when he pumps a stranger full and leaves her dripping the way Mia is dripping now.

“Adam.”

“Yeah.”

“I want you to fuck other girls. In front of me.”

The bed dips. He looks at her over her shoulder — hair stuck to his forehead, cock hanging heavy and wet, still coated with her and his own cum.

“Say it again.”

She turns and sits back on her heels. His load slides down her thigh in a slow, obscene line. “I want to sit in the room and watch you put that cock in someone else. I want to see her take it doggy. I want to see her mouth stretched around it. I want to watch you cum in a cunt that isn’t mine and I want to be close enough to see it leak out of her.”

Adam wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes drop to her messy pussy, then to her face.

“You’re serious.”

“Yes.”

“You’d watch.”

“I’d watch everything. I’d watch you stretch her. I’d watch you use her. I’d still be your wife.”

He is quiet. His cock, which had started to soften, thickens again while he looks at her. The head is dark, glossy, a bead of leftover cum welling at the slit.

“We pick her together,” he says. “She knows you’re my wife. You’re in the room. I fuck her how I want. I cum where I want.”

“Yes.”

“Alright. We do it.”

He doesn’t kiss her. He stands at the edge of the bed, grabs her jaw, and shoves his cock between her lips.

Mia opens. He tastes like her — salt, musk, the wetness of her cunt still coating the shaft. He does not let her ease into it. He feeds her the head, then the first thick inches, then pushes until the ridge of him hits the back of her throat and keeps going.

She gags. Spit floods her mouth and runs down her chin onto her tits. He holds her there, nose against his stomach, throat convulsing around him.

“Look at you. Married, freshly fucked full of my cum, and begging to watch me ruin another slut with this.” He pulls back only enough for her to drag a breath, then fucks her face in short, mean strokes. The wet gluck of it fills the room. “That’s what you are. My wife who wants to see her husband’s cock in someone else’s hole.”

Tears prick her eyes. She takes it. Her lips are stretched shiny around the shaft. Drool ropes from her chin to his balls.

“You want to watch me split some girl open. You want to hear her try to take it. You want my load in a pussy that isn’t yours.” He tightens his grip in her hair and uses her throat. “Say it.”

She tries. It comes out a choked, sloppy sound around his cock.

Adam groans and shoves to the root. His cock swells, kicks, and unloads straight down her throat. Thick pulses. She has to swallow or drown in it. He keeps her pinned until he is done, until the last twitch smears across her tongue, then pulls out slow.

A string of spit and cum connects her bottom lip to the head of his cock. He thumbs it onto her tongue and makes her swallow that too.

“Good girl.”

He is still half-hard, wet, used. Her throat burns. Her cunt is still leaking him onto her heels.

Adam looks down at her.

“Who do you want me to fuck first?”