Recruitment

The early morning light filtered softly through the bedroom curtains as Cheri woke with a deep, aching hunger between her thighs. She had dreamed all night of Manny’s thick cock the way it stretched her, filled her, claimed her. No corporate deals. No strangers. Just them. Just this.

She slid down his body like a woman possessed, her massive double-D tits dragging across his abs, nipples stiff and sensitive. Manny was still half-asleep when her warm, wet mouth enveloped the head of his heavy cock. She sucked him slowly at first, savoring every inch, tongue swirling around the fat purple head as thick strings of saliva dripped down his shaft onto his heavy balls.

“Mmm… Cheri…” Manny groaned, waking fully as she took him deeper, relaxing her throat until her nose pressed against his pelvis. She bobbed with wet, hungry strokes, gagging herself deliberately, mascara already starting to run as she worshipped her husband’s cock like it was the only thing that mattered in the world.

She popped off with a filthy gasp, stroking him with both hands. “I need you inside me, baby. I need my husband to fuck me before you spend all day making porn for strangers. Remind me this cock is still mine.”

Cheri climbed on top and sank down in one smooth, greedy motion. Her soaked pussy swallowed every thick inch with a loud, wet squelch, stretching wide around his girth until her plump ass rested against his heavy balls. She moaned loudly, rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles, feeling every vein and ridge rub against her inner walls.

“Fuck, you’re so deep,” she gasped, leaning forward so her massive tits pressed against his chest. She rode him with passionate intensity slamming down harder, ass clapping rhythmically as her pussy creamed down his shaft. Her first orgasm hit fast and powerful, her walls clamping down like a velvet fist as she squirted hot juices all over his balls and thighs, crying out into his mouth while they kissed sloppily.

She spun around into reverse cowgirl, leaning forward so he could watch her plump ass bounce and ripple with every drop. Manny spanked her cheeks red as she took him balls-deep, her tight asshole winking with every thrust. Her second orgasm was even stronger a full-body explosion that left her squirting in messy arcs across his abs while she screamed his name like a prayer.

Manny flipped her onto her back, pushed her legs wide and high, and made love to her with deep, grinding strokes while staring into her eyes. Cheri came a third time back arching sharply, massive tits bouncing wildly, pussy gushing around his pistoning cock as she clung to him, whispering “I love you” between broken, needy moans.

They kept going for nearly an hour slow, passionate, emotionally raw fucking. Cheri came four more times, each orgasm more intense, until she was a trembling, squirting, tear-streaked mess beneath him. Manny finally buried himself to the hilt and unloaded, flooding her womb with thick, hot ropes of cum until it overflowed and ran down her ass in creamy rivers.

They stayed locked together, kissing tenderly, his softening cock still nestled inside her.

“I don’t care what anyone says,” Cheri whispered, voice hoarse. “This is ours. Always.”

Later that morning, they moved to the backyard studio. Cheri, still glowing from their morning sex, directed with a scientist’s precision and a wife’s filthy hunger. Manny was filming a new “Personal Trainer” solo series — oiled, muscular, and completely naked.

“Start with the push-ups,” Cheri purred from behind the camera, her robe open, one hand lazily circling her clit. “Slow and deep. Let that big cock drag against the mat. I want the fans to see every vein, every drop of pre-cum.”

Manny dropped down, pumping perfect push-ups while his heavy cock swayed pendulously between his thighs, occasionally brushing the floor and leaving shiny pre-cum streaks. Cheri zoomed in close, licking her lips.

“Now squats. Wide stance. I want that fat ass flexing and that thick cock flopping up against your abs on every rise. Tell the camera how full your balls feel.”

Manny obeyed, voice low and gravelly. “Been edging all morning thinking about draining these heavy loads for you… squat after squat, cock getting harder…” His shaft thickened visibly, rising to full, veiny glory as he powered through the set. Pre-cum dripped in long strings from the fat head.

Cheri moaned openly, two fingers buried in her cunt. “Plank position. Hips low. Let the camera see that monster hanging down, throbbing. Fans, stroke yourselves in time with his breathing.”

The workout stretched for over an hour pull-ups where his cock slapped his thighs, lunges that made his balls swing obscenely, core work where he lay back, legs spread, stroking himself slowly between reps while describing exactly how he’d fuck a fan senseless. Cheri directed every angle, fingering herself to the edge while giving instructions.

“Perfect, my pornstar husband. Now the finale. Grab the GoPro and fuck that fleshlight like you fuck me.”

Manny mounted the GoPro at cock height and slid the tight, ribbed toy down over his throbbing shaft. The fat head popped out the top obscenely as he fucked it hard, hips snapping, balls slapping the base. Cheri dropped to her knees off-camera, sucking his balls while he fucked the toy, moaning encouragement.

When he finally came, it was explosive — thick ropes blasting out the top of the fleshlight and painting his abs while Cheri fingered herself to another orgasm watching him.

That afternoon, Ansley and Maddy came to. Brianna’s room in the apartment; Brianna let them in, still tense from previous fights.

The two girls wasted no time. They cornered Brianna in the living room, both dressed like little sluts tiny shorts and crop tops.

“Listen, Bri,” Ansley said excitedly. “We’re blowing up on OnlyFans. Your dad’s cock is the main draw. We want you to join us. Just once. A mother-daughter thing would be insane, but even just you and us with him would break the internet. Think about the money. You could be rich.”

Maddy grinned, squeezing her own tits. “Come on, Bri. We both know you’ve seen the videos. Your dad’s dick is a monster. Don’t you want to feel what we felt?”

Brianna’s face burned with humiliation and rage. “No. Absolutely not. Get the fuck out of my house. I’m not joining your little whore show. My family is fucked up enough without me becoming part of it.”

She shoved them toward the door, ignoring their protests and teasing. When they finally left, Brianna locked herself in her room, shaking with anger and unwanted images.

That night, Cheri and Manny retreated to their bedroom for their nightly ritual. Cheri was needy, almost **** after the day’s emotional weight. She pushed Manny onto the bed and climbed on top, sinking down onto his cock with a long, satisfied moan.

They made love for hours slow, deep, passionate fucking mixed with raw, animalistic need. Cheri rode him reverse cowgirl, ass bouncing as she rubbed her clit, cumming hard while moaning about how much she loved owning him. Manny flipped her onto her back and pounded her missionary, staring into her eyes as she came again, squirting around his thick cock.

They finished in a tight embrace, Manny flooding her womb as they kissed through his release. Cheri clung to him afterward, whispering how much she needed this needed them to stay real in the middle of their homemade empire!