?My CUCKOLD boyfriend let my neighbor Fuck my ASS?

The pressure within the room was palpable as John, Ruby’s husband, sat on the sofa, wringing his palms in nervous anticipation. He knew what was about to occur; his lovely spouse Ruby was inviting their neighbor Mr. Johnson over for a really particular night time. John had been fantasizing about this second for months, ever since Ruby had first talked about serial fantasies of being taken roughly by a substitute like her next-door neighbor. They had mentioned their deep secret – that Ruby craved the uncooked, masculine vitality of one other man, whereas John discovered his position as cuckold significantly arousing.

The doorbell rang, and John’s coronary heart leapt into his throat. This was actually taking place. Ruby answered the door, her smile radiant as she greeted Mr. Johnson. The muscular, tall man was dressed impeccably, a devilish grin on his face as he adopted Ruby into the lounge.

“John, darling, why don’t you pour us some drinks while I show Mark to the bedroom?” Ruby purred, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

John nodded, his mouth dry as he made his technique to the kitchen. He might hear the distant murmur of voices, Ruby’s tittering chortle intermingling with Mr. Johnson’s deep chuckle. The sound set his nerves on edge, his cock twitching to consideration in his pants. He took a deep breath, making an attempt to regular himself earlier than returning to the lounge with a tray of drinks.

As he entered, he froze. There on the sofa sat Ruby, carrying nothing however a lacy black bra and matching thong, her lengthy legs crossed invitingly. Mr. Johnson sat beside her, his hand resting possessively on her naked thigh. Both glanced up as John approached, Ruby’s eyes darkish with lust.

“Isn’t Mark just the most delicious treat, baby?” Ruby cooed, taking a glass from the tray. “I can’t wait to taste every inch of him.”

John swallowed arduous, his eyes drifting to Mr. Johnson’s spectacular bulge straining in opposition to his slacks. “Yes, darling,” he managed to choke out. “He’s perfect.”

Ruby giggled, downing her drink in a single gulp. She then turned to Mr. Johnson, taking his hand and main him in direction of the bed room. “Come, let’s not keep the main event waiting.”

John adopted obediently, his coronary heart pounding in his ears. He watched as Ruby pushed Mr. Johnson onto the mattress, straddling his lap. She started to grind in opposition to him, moaning softly as she felt his hardness urgent in opposition to her by their garments.

“That’s it, baby,” Mr. Johnson growled, gripping her hips. “Ride my cock like the naughty girl you are.”

Ruby whimpered in response, shortly shedding her bra and thong, exposing her toned curves to Mr. Johnson’s hungry gaze. She leaned down, capturing his lips in a searing kiss as she labored to free his throbbing erection from his pants.

John watched, spellbound, as Ruby positioned herself above Mr. Johnson’s cock, slowly sinking down onto his size with a loud moan. He might see her partitions stretching to accommodate Mr. Johnson’s spectacular dimension, her again arching in pleasure as she started to experience him arduous and quick.

“That’s it, you little slut,” Mr. Johnson grunted, gripping her hips tighter as he thrust upwards to fulfill her actions. “Take my cock like you were made for it.”

Ruby threw her head again, cries of ecstasy filling the room as she bounced on Mr. Johnson’s shaft. John felt his personal cock straining painfully in opposition to his pants, the sight of his spouse being taken so roughly by one other man driving him wild with lust.

As Ruby’s actions turned extra frantic, her ass slapping in opposition to Mr. Johnson’s thighs, he knew she was shut. With a ultimate shudder, she got here arduous, her pussy clenching round him as she screamed his identify.

Mr. Johnson wasn’t far behind, flipping Ruby onto her again and slamming into her with ruthless abandon. With a ultimate thrust, he got here deep inside her, filling her along with his scorching, sticky seed.

John watched, panting closely, as Mr. Johnson pulled out, his cum dripping from Ruby’s well-fucked gap. Ruby regarded over at him, a happy smirk on her face.

“Mmm, that was amazing, baby,” she purred. “Why don’t you come clean up my mess?”

John eagerly climbed onto the mattress, burying his face between Ruby’s thighs. He lapped at her slick folds, moaning on the style of their blended essences. He might really feel her twitching round his tongue as he pushed it deep inside her, determined to style each drop of Mr. Johnson’s cum.

As he introduced Ruby to a different climax along with his tongue, John knew that this was solely the start. His cuckold fantasies had been lastly coming true, and he could not wait to see what different adventures lay forward for his naughty little spouse and her new lover.