Trying out his new toy

Chapter 13: Watching My Wife Fuck Me

Carlos leaned back in the chair with a wicked, satisfied smile on Kellie’s face. He stroked my wife’s slick pussy lazily with two fingers while looking between me and Danielle (still in my old male body, rock-hard and miserable from the Viagra).

“I think it’s time I properly test this new body,” he announced in Kellie’s sweet voice, which somehow made the words even filthier. “Danielle, my dear… you’ve been so hard for so long. Let’s give that big cock some relief.”

The big officer uncuffed Danielle’s hands but kept her under control. Her eyes (my old eyes) were wide with a mix of horror and ****, ****-fueled lust as Kellie’s body stood up and slowly stripped off the tiny crop top and micro skirt, revealing my wife’s naked, perfect form.

“No… don’t you fucking dare,” I whispered hoarsely in Danielle’s husky voice, but Carlos just laughed.

He pushed Danielle down onto the big couch in the office, climbed on top, and straddled my old body. Kellie’s soft, wet pussy hovered just above my former cock, which was throbbing painfully hard from the Viagra.

“Watch closely, Anthony,” Carlos commanded, looking straight at me. “I want you to see everything.”

He lowered himself slowly, teasing the swollen head of my old cock against Kellie’s slick folds. Then, with a long, satisfied moan in my wife’s voice, he sank down, taking every inch in one smooth glide.

“Fuuuuck… so thick,” Carlos groaned, Kellie’s body shuddering with pleasure as her pussy stretched around my cock. He started riding slowly, deliberately, rolling Kellie’s hips in sensual circles, savoring every sensation. “This body feels incredible… so tight and wet.”

Danielle (in my body) let out a muffled, **** groan around the gag, hips bucking up involuntarily as Carlos fucked her using my wife’s pussy. The Viagra had my old cock hypersensitive — every slow grind and clench made Danielle’s eyes roll back.

I was **** to watch from the side, still naked in Danielle’s curvy body. My heavy tits heaved with every breath, my own pussy throbbing and dripping as I witnessed the obscene sight: my wife’s beautiful body riding my own cock, tits bouncing softly, Kellie’s face twisted in pure ecstasy as Carlos controlled every movement.

“Look at her, Anthony,” Carlos moaned, picking up the pace just a little, fucking himself deeper on my old dick. “Your wife’s pussy is gripping me so perfectly. So warm… so eager. You like watching this, don’t you?”

I hated how turned on Danielle’s body was getting. My clit was swollen, thighs slick, nipples aching as I watched Kellie’s body lean forward, grinding her clit against my old pelvis while her tits swayed inches from Danielle’s face.

Carlos reached out and pulled me closer by the hair, forcing my face right next to the action so I could see every detail — Kellie’s pussy lips stretched tight around my cock, the wet glistening shaft sliding in and out, the way Kellie’s clit rubbed with every roll of her hips.

“Mmm… tell me how it feels, Danielle,” Carlos taunted, still using Kellie’s voice as he rode my old body slow and deep. “Your husband’s cock is so hard for me right now.”

Danielle whimpered desperately around the gag, hips thrusting up harder, completely lost to the Viagra and the overwhelming sensation of Kellie’s tight pussy.

I couldn’t look away. The sight of my wife’s body fucking my own — slow, sensual, and completely controlled by Carlos — was burned into my mind. Horror, jealousy, and raw, shameful arousal warred inside me while Danielle’s slutty body stayed dripping and aching.

Carlos smiled down at me with Kellie’s face, eyes sparkling with cruel delight as he kept riding my old cock with long, luxurious strokes.

“This is just the beginning, baby.”

To be continued in Chapter 14…