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The door creaked as Jason slunk into the bed room of his greatest pal, Mark, who was nonetheless out along with his spouse, Tiffany. His pulse quickened and his cock twitched in anticipation as he eliminated his garments. It was their common Friday night time ritual – Jason would go to Mark’s home, seduce Tiff in Mark’s personal marital mattress, after which go away earlier than Mark returned. Tiff could be kidding Mark, saying she was too exhausted from a night out with the ladies. And Mark could be none the wiser that his spouse’s tight pussy was overflowing along with his greatest pal’s heat load.

Jason could not assist fantasizing concerning the scrumptious forbidden fruit ready for him as he slipped into the mattress Mark and Tiffany shared. The sheets have been heat and had the faintest trace of Tiffany’s signature fragrance. He breathed in deeply, his erection straining towards his boxers as he recalled how Tiff had described Mark’s tendencies. Based on the dimensions of his cock, Mark might barely penetrate his spouse anymore and left her totally unfulfilled when he lastly had the prospect to fuck her. So each Friday night time, Jason crammed that hole in a method Mark by no means might.

He barely had an opportunity to relaxation when the lock on the entrance door jiggled. Jason’s coronary heart pounded in his chest as he heard footsteps padding in the direction of the bed room. The door swung open, and there stood Tiffany – a imaginative and prescient in her little pink costume, her ample cleavage threatening to spill out over the tight cloth. She licked her ruby pink lips, letting her eyes linger on Jason’s chiseled abs beneath the sheets.

“Mmm, look what the cat dragged in,” Tiff purred as she slinked into the room, shutting the door behind her with a gentle click on. “I was beginning to think you’d stand me up, handsome.”

Jason quirked an eyebrow, his deep voice dripping with lust. “Me? Stand up my favorite piece of forbidden fruit? Now why would I do a thing like that, Tiff?”

She giggled, trailing a crimson nail alongside his chest as she joined him beneath the sheets. “Well, I’m so happy you did, baby. I’ve been craving this cock all week.”

Tiff wasted no time crawling on high of Jason and straddling his hips. His erection throbbed at her tight warmth pressed towards it, barely hid by her skimpy thong. She floor her hips towards him, augmenting her ample breasts mere inches from his lips.

“Fuck, Tiff,” he groaned, gripping her curvy hips. “Why are you even still wearing clothes? I can barely think straight with you teasing me.”

“Patience, baby,” she cooed, leaning all the way down to seize his lips in a searing kiss. Her tongue slid alongside his backside lip, coaxing a growl from his throat. “I want to enjoy every. Last. Inch.”

To punctuate her phrases, Tiff slowly peeled off her costume, the tight pink cloth bunching at her waist as she launched her heavy breasts from the confines of her lacy bra. Jason caught a nipple in his mouth, rolling his tongue over the stiff peak. She moaned, arching her again with the movement.

“Ohhh yeah, play with my tits, baby,” Tiffany purred. “Let me feel that talented mouth.”

She guided his arms to their tempting curve, and Jason was solely too comfortable to oblige. Tiffany winced barely as he squeezed roughly, sending a jolt of enjoyment by her aching nipples. Taking them into his sturdy arms, he licked teasing circles across the summoning buds and took them into his mouth. Tiffany threw her head again in ecstasy, gasping as his heat tongue laved the stiff peaks.

After what felt like an eternity of the beautiful torture, Tiffany pulled away. Breathing closely, she rolled off him and started sensually shimmying her soaked panties down her thick thighs. She made a present of all of it, arching her again to thrust her ass up in the direction of Jason’s hungry gaze. He could not wait to bury himself in her excellent, spherical ass cheeks and watch them jiggle with every thrust.

“Half of the fun of being a hotwife is driving my lovers wild,” Tiffany whispered to him, simply loud sufficient for him to listen to. “I want to savor the buildup, feeling how much you want me. How much you crave me.”

Jason growled lowly, and earlier than Tiff might react, he spun her onto her stomach and settled his hips between her thighs. She gasped on the dominant maneuver, her pussy clenching with want on the vibrations of his half-muffled phrases towards her backbone.

“Don’t worry about driving anyone wild, Tiff. Take care of what’s in front of you and focus on the moment,” he growled and punctuated his phrases by thrusting his inflexible member between her puffy labia.

“Ahhh FUCK!” Tiffany shrieked, her pussy gushing arousal throughout Jason’s cock as he slid his thick shaft by her slippery folds. She felt the bulbous head of his erection pushing previous her swollen clit and grinding towards her g-spot. Sparks of electrical energy raced up her backbone, and Tiffany practically got here undone then and there.

She reached again and grabbed Jason’s tight ass, urging him on. His hips pistoned ahead, driving his pulsing erection deep into her sizzling, tight core. Tiff practically screamed as he crammed her, his engorged cock stretching her pussy deliciously and punching the air from her lungs.

“FUCK, baby, you’re so goddamn tight,” Jason groaned as he started fucking Tiff in laborious, deep strokes. His pelvis floor towards her swollen clit as he hammered her cervix with every thrust. Tiffany’s toes curled, and he or she pushed again towards every snap of his hips. Her fats ass jiggled deliciously with the influence, and Jason wasted no time reaching round to maul her jiggling tits as he pounded her into the mattress.

Sweat poured off their our bodies as Jason plowed Tiff’s pussy, the moist slaps of pores and skin towards pores and skin mingling with Tiffany’s shrill cries and the creaking of Mark’s mattress body. Jason might really feel his balls tightening as he drew nearer to launch. He rolled Tiffany over instantly and plowed again into her, the brand new angle sending him deeper than earlier than.

“Ahhh fuck, Jason!” Tiffany screamed, writhing beneath him. She raked her nails down Jason’s again as he fucked her with wild abandon. “Mmmm fuck! Harder, baby!anna lawwd, don’t stop! I’m so fuckin’ close!”

Her pussy clamped down on Jason’s thrusting member like a vice, and he might really feel her partitions fluttering round his throbbing cock as Tiffany’s second orgasm quick approached. Tiffany’s eyes rolled again in her head, her limbs quaking as he repeatedly slammed into her pussy.

As unimaginable because it felt to slip out and in of Tiff’s tight, moist warmth, the actual kink was the forbidden thrill of fucking Mark’s spouse in his personal home, in his personal mattress. He might solely think about Mark’s humiliation if he knew his buddy was balls-deep in his girl, rutting into Tiff’s cunt like a wild animal. Knowing how a lot she valued Mark’s friendship, Jason suspected she had by no means even toyed with the thought earlier than assembly Jason.

The thought was sufficient to ship him over the sting. With one final, highly effective thrust, Jason buried himself to the hilt inside Tiff’s pussy. Tiffany shrieked her launch as he flooded her womb along with his sizzling seed, her pussy spasming round his inflexible cock as his heat spurts pulse by her. Jason groaned as he emptied himself into her contracting partitions, his cock pulsing many times because the aftershocks of his climax despatched him right into a euphoric haze.

Slowly, his limp member slipped from Tiff’s well-fucked cunt. A gradual trickle of his cream started to leak from her fluttering gap, and Jason reached all the way down to swirl the creampie round her puffy, sore lips earlier than pushing his fingers into her mouth. Tiff obediently licked and sucked her personal juices and Jason’s seed from his fingers, whimpering softly.

“Mmmm, I love the taste of us mixed together like that,” Tiffany murmured, nuzzling towards Jason’s chest. “God, you’re so good to me, baby.”

Jason tilted her chin up, capturing her lips in a young kiss. “I’ll never get enough of you, Tiff. You were made for my cock.”

They lay there within the afterglow, letting the sweat cool on their pores and skin as their respiratory returned to regular. After a number of moments, Jason broke the snug silence, trailing his fingers up Tiffany’s backbone. He smirked as goosebumps prickled within the wake of his contact.

“I should get going before Mark gets back,” Jason murmured. “Don’t want him catching me neck-deep in your marital bed now, do we?”

Tiffany giggled, leaning as much as pepper kisses alongside Jason’s jaw. “Mmm, no, I guess not. God knows he’d be too much of a pussy to do anything about it anyway,” she sighed, and Jason tensed, detecting a sort of weary resignation in her voice. “I’d probably have to dump his ass and listen to his stupid sob story about how he was ‘Working on it’. I’d tell him that telling me you’re working on it instead of working it doesn’t actually achieve anything, but he wouldn’t get it.”

Jason kissed Tiffany deeply, his tongue sliding towards hers as he muffled her hasty phrases along with his lips. It nonetheless felt unusual to think about Tiff – his excellent fuck buddy – as a cuckqueen. The very thought of Mark sobbing over Jason’s cock buried in his spouse’s cunt appeared virtually laughable, and but Tiffany appeared to harbor wistful fantasies about it.

“I’d love to see Mark break down about it, but I think keeping this little secret between us is exciting. People underestimate the power of true discretion,” Jason purred, pushing up from the sweat-slick sheets. “But hey, if you ever want to make the most out of this taboo affair… I’d be happy to make some of your fantasies about cuckolding that bastard husband come true.”

Tiffany flushed, biting her lip to carry again a large grin. She giggled impishly as Jason slipped off the bed, stretching the lean strains of his sturdy, chiseled physique. Fucking her had given Tiff an urge for food for extra, and seeing her lover’s nonetheless laborious cock bobbing as he pulled on his garments made her pussy clench with want.

“Don’t think I won’t, babe. But for now, I need a shower. My cunt is drenched, and it’s all your fault,” Tiffany winked, gesturing playfully to her swollen lips and the creampie leaking out. Jason caught her finger in his mouth for a final, lengthy suckle earlier than heading out, his secret smile promising extra naughty adventures to return.