on my husband

My eyes lock onto my husband, whose head is resting in his hands, and his eyes are glued back on me. How can he just sit there and watch this monster of a man fuck me, HIS WIFE? He has to know the difference in the size of his cock. He has to know that this man’s cock is forever ruining his wife’s cunt, and yet he is just setting back and watching. He is sitting there, watching like a helpless little boy as another man... A REAL MAN fucks his wife. That is when it occurred to me, the joy that I am feeling right now is the instinctive joy of being with a REAL MAN. A woman has the natural urge to be with the Biggest, strongest, most REAL man out there, and right now, I am, right now, for the first time ever, I am fulling that urge. “OH, FUCK!” I screamed as his cock slammed into me hard, but it actually felt really good this time.

I never expected to actually feel pleasure today, and for the first time in this whole event, I actually felt ashamed. In that shame, I **** myself to look back at my husband, trying to remind myself why I am doing this so the feeling would go away. But when I tried to lock eyes with him again in an attempt to figure out what he is thinking as he watches another man fuck me, I realize I couldn’t. His eyes aren’t looking at my eyes, in fact, they kept bouncing back and forth as if they are following something else.

I tried tracing his eyes back to see what exactly they are looking back. At first, I thought He was looking at the man, but no his eyes are too high for that. The man’s strong black hips and my slender legs are blocking his view. My eyes followed his up my body and over my naval until they reach my bra, which, to my surprise, is much lower than it should be. ‘Master’ Clearly took the liberty of pulling it off my tits, and I was too distracted by the pain and pleasure between my legs to notice. Now all of a sudden, I can feel both sets of eyes burning holes into my impressively hard pink nipples as they bounce wildly on top of my chest with the **** of ‘Master’s’ fucking. I feel my pussy flooding with juices covering his monster cock.

The man taunts my husband, “You ready to watch your wife get the best fucking of her life before I breed her.” He places both of his hands under my ass and lifts me up. With my ass up in the air, he pounds his cock straight into my womb.” oh shit, he is fucking me so fucking well. STRAIGHT INTO MY WAITING WOMB!” I don’t know where that came from, but it sounds good and felt great.

I know that had to hurt my husband, and I wanted to see how badly it hurt him. I looked at the man who is fucking me and mouth, “fuck me doggy style.” He smiled at me before pulling his cock out of me. He unchained my shackles, allowing me to flip over and get on all fours, facing my husband before re-chaining them. I can feel the man’s hand slowly run over the spine of my back before slapping my tender ass.

“Hey man, this bitch wants to stare at you while I fuck her.” His cock runs down my ass, Before finding my wet slit. His powerful thrust drives my head up so that it is facing my husband’s. My husband’s hands held his head as tears drip from the back of his hands. The man pulled my hair, so my bare tits are presented to my husband, and I scream in pain as it feels as though he is going to rip my hair out of my scalp. “Dude, look at your bitch of a wife.” My husband raises his eyes from his hands, and they meet mine.

“Yea, look at me, you sorry excuse for a husband. Look at your wife as a REAL MAN FUCKS HER.” I can feel my hard nipples drag across the curse table as the man slams his cock inside of me. The eyes of a broken man stair at me, as if they are looking through me or more like they are staring at the woman that I am becoming.