This guy was on his second visit, but knew there were no limits to how far he could go with my wife. He had her on all fours on the bed within minutes of walking into our bedroom, touched her from behind to see how wet she was for him, and slipped a c hoke chain around her throat to control her before entering her from behind. He fucked three loads into her that day.
Gifs and Pics about Man Ruining Bitches, and the men they ruin.
(I’ll also recycle a few older ones along this theme which I posted in my other threads.)
On The Softer Side: Episode 1: The first question.
“Oka- …Yes ma’am.” I mumbled, remembering what Patrick had said. I turned around to open my door, still leaving the truck running. It was a chilly night, so I didn’t want to leave them in the cold. I could feel them all staring at me as I shut the truck door behind me and walked up the walkway to the house. The front door was still open from when I’d rushed back out with the blanket earlier. I pushed it in, walked inside, and closed it behind me before leaning against it. I didn’t move for a couple of minutes.
My mind was racing. Kay had been fairly dominant with me when it was just the two of us, sometimes calling me names. It was fun. But she’d never done it at the command of another man. We had agreed to ramp things up pretty heavily with the cuckolding, and I’d assured her I could handle whatever she could throw at me. I had no idea what the night would bring yet, but I was ready for it. I wanted to forget about Patrick’s comments about why she’s dating me, though. What a dick of a thing to say. I couldn’t let it go. I felt like I had something to prove to him now, but tonight was his night and the only thing he’d come to know about me is that he could push me around and take my girl.
I shoved myself off the door and kicked off my shoes, then headed into the living room to sit on the couch. I really wanted to try and watch them, but the way my house is set up, you can’t see the area in front of the garage from inside. Instead, I leaned back against the arm of the couch, put my feet up, and started to rub myself. I thought about them making out at the party, and Patrick grabbing Kay’s ass for anyone to see. I thought about him making me ask Kay to suck his dick and to fuck him. It’s almost like he’d played this role before, but I really believe he was just a natural prick.
I pulled my hand back up to my waist and shoved it into my pants. Holding my dick, I massaged the tip between my index finger and thumb, thinking about the whole night. It was so quiet in the house, I could hear the truck idling outside.
After a few minutes had passed, I heard the door handle start to move. I picked my head up some to look at the door, which I could see straight on from the way I was laying on the couch. The door opened and Alyssa walked in, closing the door behind her. “Hey,” I said, laying my head back down and pulling my hand out of my pants. She walked over to me, put her purse down on the coffee table and sat on the edge of the couch by my feet. “Whatcha doing there?” she asked with a smirk. I looked at my hand and back at her. “I’m just…” I said, pausing for a minute to take a breath. I continued, “I don’t know why this is all so hot to me.” I felt a wave of emotion come over me. Shame, guilt, jealousy. She had a very sobering effect on me.
“You don’t have to explain yourself,” she said, “I mean…parts of it have been maybe, a little…uncomfortable. But it…has me pretty turned on too.” I sat up, scooching my butt back toward the end of the couch and giving her more room to sit. “It’s never been on display like it has been tonight. It’s always been behind closed doors,” I said. She scooted back and leaned back into the couch to relax. “Is it bothering you?” she asked me. “A little,” I replied. “I love that Kay is having fun. But yeah, I’m not a fan of Patrick. He is what’s bothering me, mostly.”
“Does ‘bitch boy’ bother you?” she asked. “Uh, not really,” I said, “I don’t really mind what’s said, it’s just how genuine he is with it all. He actually thinks he’s better than me. He’s such a dick.” She nodded and paused for a few seconds, thinking. “That’s part of what makes it so exciting for me though I guess. Kay seems to think so too,” she said, in a kind of comforting voice. “I guess,” I replied. She sat up and looked directly at me. “Let’s just have fun with it,” she said. She reached forward to grab her phone out of her purse.
“Why did you come in?” I asked. As she leaned back into the couch, she replied, “I just felt like a third wheel. They had a lot of tension from texting with each other.” She adjusted her position to face me. “Besides,” she said, “someone has to keep an eye on you.” She smirked at me and raised her eyebrows briefly. I gave her a questioning look. “Did you know I like to be a tease?” she asked. “Uuhm,” I replied, “I did not, no.” Her smirk grew. “Well, I was told I’m allowed to do anything but let you cum,” she said. I don’t think my expression changed much, but my eyebrows surely went up.
She turned more toward me and picked a leg up, bringing it up onto the couch and folding it under her. She checked the time on her phone, then laid it down, reached up with her left hand and brushed her hair back behind her ear. She looked cute. Innocent, almost. But the look that came over her face told me she was capable of doing some damage. “Why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind… are you thinking about Kay?” she asked. I paused, stunned at what was happening. “Of course,” I finally said. I continued, “I…I want to know what she’s doing right now.” In a soft, low voice, she said, “Well, after you left, heee…called you a loser. Kay got off him and told him to stop being so mean to you. He thought it was funny.” I felt my eyes squint a little. “…and?” I asked. She continued, “She turned around to face him, and got back on top of him. Um… and then started to ride him. When I left, they were kissing.”
I rolled my eyes a little, but at the same time, I felt my dick go from semi- to near fully hard. Alyssa noticed it too. She kept looking down as she spoke to see how it would affect me. She leaned forward and reached out slowly toward me. “Do you like that?” she asked seductively, as she laid her hand on my leg against the outline of my dick. “I mean, yeah, it’s hot to think about,” I said, softly and slowly. “Good,” she continued in the same seductive tone, “I think they’ll be in soon. She’s not going to last long with him.” She lifted her finger up and over the tip of my dick, rubbing lightly across it, feeling it grow just a little more. I just watched her, and listened. “So,” she said, “do you like to think about that? Kay cumming for him?” Her eyes bounced between my eyes and my dick. With a seductive look on her face, she continued to rub the tip and felt it grow to completely hard. “I’d say so,” she said. I stayed silent, but Alyssa continued. “I think she’s going to do a lot of that for him tonight.”