The Cuckold’s Tail part four

Robert moaned as his wife’s lover pressed a big fat black cockhead between his lips and he tasted another man’s cock for the first time. It was humiliating, kneeling on the floor wearing only tiny white lace panties, now damp with his own precome, over the small stiffness that was his own penis. His lips were stretched wide to accomodate the meaty invader, the younger man was pushing the advantage and forcing his dick further into this useless white bitchman. He hadn’t quite believed it when Melissa, all long blonde hair and creamy skin, had come up to him in the club and eventually asked him to come back to her place and fuck her, in front of her old man. But they’d gotten back there and the pitiful naked loser was waiting there, in panties, and Melissa was telling him to offer Scott, the man she had just met, a blow job.  So freakin’ A, he was going to teach this useless motherfucker how to really SUCK a dick.

Robert gulped and choked on the cock as the younger man began fucking his face. He was breathless and red faced, tears were rolling down his cheeks, and his own dick had never been harder as the man above him groaned “That’s it, you faggot bitch. Dickless wonder, can’t fuck your own girl, I’m gonna give it to her harder than this, old man. I’m gonna give her all of this big black meat and she’s going to love it as much as you do!” Robert fell back as he was shoved away, and the other man was leaping onto the bed, rolling over it with Melissa who was sopping wet with her own excitement. That huge cock slipping right into her and she shrieked, Robert lay on the floor, furiously rubbing his panty covered lump and watching his beautiful blonde wife getting fucked. Like a black piston, Scott thrust in and out of her slippery pussy, her long white legs wrapped around his sleek muscled body, her gorgeous tits bouncing against his face when he lowered it to suck them. This fist encounter couldn’t take long, they were both too eager and close to the edge and soon Scott was shouting, cursing, while she moaned and begged him not to stop.  He lunged deeply and Robert could tell he was coming, that he was shooting his hot thick jism inside of her, and he even shot a last spurt of cream all over her pussy lips as he pulled out. Sweating and triumphant, Scott rolled off of her and laid there, while Melissa panted, spent. Then, with a wicked smile, she turned to her husband, still humping his hand on the floor.

“Get up here, honey. You can take those panties off now.” Eagerly, he climbed on the bed, between her legs, and was about to enter her when she stopped him. “Oh no. Never again, not that little thing. But you can rub it against the sheets and get yourself off while you eat all this nice hot come out of my cunt.”  Robert didn’t even bother to protest. He lowered his head and began to lap it all up, her soft thighs wrapping around his ears and burying his face into her wetness. The feel of his little cock, free to hump the tangled sweaty sheets, was incredible. This was his new life, the life of a cuckold, and he thought he was going to like it.

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