CUCKOLD: Officer helps his wife fuck a colleague

‘Nice tits,’ Kardo commented. ‘I like yours more, though.’ He squeezed a large, naked breast, making Nin groan.

She knelt between his spread legs, vaguely aware that he was watching the film while sipping the beer, one hand gripping her hair and wrapping it loosely around his fingers until she could feel him tugging at her scalp, keeping her firmly in place over his big, thick prick. It was only now, with his smooth cockhead already inside her mouth, that she realised the practical difficulties of sucking a dick this huge. That did not stop her from trying, however.

Quite the opposite – the effort required just to open her mouth wide enough to fit his entire width inside her was making her wet once more, and she slipped a discrete hand down to rub her clit while she bobbed her head up and down his long, hot shaft. Usually, she did not like hairy men, but somehow the smell of sweat, cum and… something else, something primal, from Kardo’s crotch was making her pussy tingle.

‘You like sucking cock, don’t you?’ Kardo said. He shifted, angling one leg between hers so that it was pressing against her crotch. Responding to the unspoken suggestion, she started rubbing herself against him, fuelling the fire in her crotch at his taste, at his smell, at the way he just sat there, drinking her husband’s beer and having complete control of her cunt up to the point where she was grateful just for a chance to suck his dick. She was already looking forward to doing the same thing tomorrow, for a chance to do better, to make him want her as desperately as she wanted him.

She could hear him groaning, the sound accompanied by the taste of precum entering her mouth. The salty flavour turned her on more, pushed her to thrust his cock deeper, to open her mouth wider, to hump even harder against his leg in an effort to sate some of the burning fire in her crotch. Then she was cumming again, shuddering against him, her lips tightening around the musky base of his cock, and she felt the first spurt of cum enter her mouth, spilling down her throat as she swallowed eagerly, desperate to milk him of every drop of cum that she could coax from his prick.

‘Fuck, you’re wasted on Vesser,’ he groaned, his grip on her hair tightening as he thrust up, making her gag as his prick forced its way deeper into her mouth, yet that only seemed to turn her on more. Her head was spinning with the taste of his cum, with the primal, manly scent of his arousal, with the way he was fucking her mouth as if it was nothing, filling it with his seed, and then letting her go as suddenly as he had grabbed her, leaving her to clean his prick on her own accord.

‘That’s a good girl,’ he said, emptying his beer. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow at work. Say hello to Vesser from me, will you?’ With a final squeeze of her tit, he pulled up his trousers and disappeared, leaving her, still panting, to stagger his way to the bed and message for her husband to return.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to blow him again tomorrow!” Nin gushed. “That is,” she added with an anxious glance at Vesser, “unless you would mind? You wouldn’t, would you?”

Please wait…

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