Husband’s Regret (MF Cuck)

It was completely Dan’s idea, his gorgeous wife reluctantly agreed only on the condition that he was sure he wanted it to happen. Looking back, Dan shouldn’t have brought it up and Mary shouldn’t have agreed with him. It was all too late now.

The muscular Tom pushed Mary down on the bed roughly, smirking as she landed and bounced with a whimper. The stunning blonde looked back over her shoulder with a big smile on her lips, her eyes taking in the handsome, naked man. He was a stark contrast to her husband, shorter, tanned and packing a much fatter cock. Tom gave the woman a firm slap on her perky ass, eliciting a petite giggle from the married woman.

“Listen, I don’t think….” Dan began to object as he sat in the chair off to the side of the small hotel room, cut off by Tom.

“Didn’t I already tell you to sit and shut the fuck up?” Tom snarled, flashing an angry expression at the meek man. With another firm slap on Mary’s ass, he turned his attention to her, knowing she would follow orders better than her husband.

“You know what? Take those little panties off and hand them over to your man. I bet he’d like to hang on to them as a souvenir.” With a smile and a nod, Mary rose off her hands, pushing the thin lace fabric down her hips. Shifting a bit on the bed, the woman quickly slipped them down her legs and held the white panties out to her husband with a grin. Dan looked at the dainty pair and back at Tom, a puzzled expression on his face. As he reached out to take the white lace from his wife, the dominant man barked an order.

“Well, what are you waiting for?! Put them on!” Tom demanded, giving the husband a scowl. Dan jumped in his seat at the volume of the order, sheepishly looking down at the fabric held in his hands. Without a word Dan rose off the chair and began unbuckling his slacks, already dreading the situation he put himself and his wife in. 

Mary, however, was thoroughly enjoying herself at the moment, having returned to her hands and knees on the bed, her lips wrapped around Tom’s fat cock. The thrill of a stranger already had the vanilla woman on edge, but his dominance in the bedroom, even over her husband, had her mezmerised. Her blonde head slowly moved back and forth as she savored his manhood, each time working him closer to the back of her throat. Tom placed a massive hand on the back of her head as he turned his attention to the beautiful blonde, looking down at the hungry housewife.

“Damn…” He mumbled as he watched the woman bob her head up and down, eagerly sucking his cock. Dan had shoved his pants and briefs off at this point, stepping out of them and into his wife’s panties. He felt the dampness on the fabric as he yanked them up his legs, an odd eroticism washing over him as he snuggled his soft cock in the fabric. With a sigh he sat back down, his only view facing the two lovers, unable to escape what was bound to happen.

“Take your fucking shirt off!” The words snapped Dan out of his stupor, looking up to see Tom’s muscular frame facing him. With a sheepish look he began to undo the buttons on his dress shirt, unable to do anything other than comply.

“Little bitch husbands like you should always watch their wives get fucked properly.” Tom spat, the words stinging in Dan’s ears. Mary even let out a giggle as she held onto that massive cock, rubbing the fat tip across her cheeks. As she flicked her gaze over to her husband sitting in the chair in her panties, she felt the strong grip tighten on her blonde hair. With a rough push she was shoved down onto Tom’s cock, forced to take his entire length in her mouth. Mary choked as Tom pressed against the back of her throat and he ripped her off his cock with the same forcefulness. She barely had a moment to gulp down air as she was pushed back down again, over and over, the sounds of a sloppy throatfucking filling the small room. Mary choked and gagged as Tom slammed his cock down her throat, his hand and hips working in unison, spittle and drool running down the blonde’s chin.

Dan watched in horror as his wife took the abuse over and over, the smug, fit man taking a perverse delight in his power over the two. As the husband shifted in the chair awkwardly, he felt his wife’s panties tighten against his prick and as he glanced down his shock multiplied, noticing his own erection growing from the sights before him.

As the man had his fill of the woman’s throat, he tossed her backward, shoving her down to her ass. With a smile he looked over the devastated woman’s face, the running makeup and spit coated mouth and chin, enjoying his handiwork as she gulped for air. Without another word he grabbed a handful of that blonde hair again and maneuvered his personal toy around on her hands and knees, making her face her submissive husband stuck in that chair. Mary gave Dan a little wink and a smile, noticing just how much Dan was liking the show, even if he wore that odd expression. 

In a flash the woman’s face twisted and contorted, a low whimper escaping her mouth, as Tom mounted her from behind without warning. Shoving his cock deep into Mary’s drenched slit he marvelled at the warm tightness of her pussy, throwing a strong hand around her petite waist for leverage. His hips slammed into Mary hard, the woman’s eyes widening as she felt such a size inside her, before barely pulling back and thrusting again. The woman let out a loud moan as her body shook from the force of Tom’s fucking, her hands grabbing at the sheets for purchase. Tom’s massive hand shoved the blonde’s head down on the bed as he picked up the pace, whimpers and moans muffled by the bed and drowned out by deep grunts.

Dan watched his wife shudder and shake with every thrust, his disgust rising more as the panties grew tighter. He could feel himself throb against the lace, almost in unison with Tom’s rhythm, his wife’s moans and whimpers making him ache.

Tom let out a loud moan as he drove his cock deep inside the petite blonde, his body pushing past the point of no return. He could feel the tiny woman shiver, and he lost all control right there. With another loud moan his dick swelled and pulsed, with a grunt he began to cum. Mary let out her own symphony of moans and cries as she felt what she thought was impossible, Tom driving as deep as he could and filling her with more than cock. Mary reached back and grabbed ahold of a strong bare thigh as her lover fucked her again and again, each thrust leaving a massive load of cum deep inside her. As Tom panted and began to slow his movements, he reached out and took a handful of that blonde hair, yanking her head up to face her husband. 

“Tell him to come clean up.” Tom demanded from the woman, his dick still hard and filling her. Mary took a deep breath before complying, her body trembling from the thrill of what just happened.

“Clean up…” She mumbled to her husband, eliciting a firm yank on the back of her head.

“Do it right!” Tom barked, shoving her face back down.

“Come eat my pussy.” She purred to her husband as he looked on with a sheepish expression. Slowly Dan rose out of the chair, adjusting his hard cock in those lace panties, before moving to the side of the bed like ordered. Tom kept his grip on Mary’s hair as he watched the submissive man inch closer, grabbing him by the head and moving him about. Tom had Dan lay on his back on the bed, and forced him under the two, his face positioned right between his wife’s legs. With a final grunt Tom pulled his cock out of the woman, letting his cum soaked manhood drop onto Dan’s face with a wet sounding slap.

Horrified, Dan watched the massive prick land right on his lips, the scent of his wife’s juices mixed with strong smelling jizz. He dared not move his face away, and he was right, for Tom pushed his cock across Dan’s lips teasingly.

“Well, are you going to clean up your wife’s pussy?” Tom mockingly asked the husband, rubbing the mixture of juices across his cheek and lips forcefully.

“Or are you trying to tell us you’d rather clean off my cock?” Tom sneered, grabbing his shaft and slapping Dan’s face hard with his prick. Dan laid there in horror, scared, unsure of what to do at all. Tom mocked him more by dragging his dick across Dan’s chin, up his cheek and even around his forehead, before taking it and slapping his lips again.

“Fine. Eat your bitche’s cunt.” Tom said in a demeaning tone, rising off the bed. Uncaring for the two after that, he collected his clothes and headed out of the dingy hotel room, leaving the meek husband to clean up after him. 

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ct2un0/husbands_regret_mf_cuck