Lonely Wife Honeymoon: A Newlywed Cuckold, Part 2 by Cara Candle

Author:Cara Candle
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-08-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

"From behind," I said. "I want to watch them."

Tom had no problem with that, and he quickly tossed a few of the cushions from the deck chairs onto the floor for me to get on. I adjusted them just a bit and put my knees on one cushion, tilting my ass and pussy up for him to see everything I had, and then I lowered my face down onto my hands on the other cushion, finding this angle even better than the chair for watching what Alan and Becca were doing.

The feeling of Tom rubbing the head of his cock all around my wet pussy before insertion was uniquely electrifying. Unlike with Alan this was a planned out fuck I was getting into slowly. The decision to cheat wasn't a heat of the moment thing brought on by circumstance. No -- I wanted Tom's big dick, and I wanted it to be better than my husband could ever hope to be. The mere thought of how much better Tom's dick was made me wetter.

He was far more patient than I. Tom worked his head around and dipped it in just so, getting his cock lubed up slowly as he went. But then he started to push himself inside me in earnest, and for a moment I had to clench my eyes shut and miss part of the Becca and Alan show. His massive cock was stretching me more than I ever had been stretched, and it almost hurt but in the most exquisitely pleasant way. Nowhere near that much would have fit had he not went down on me first.

After getting a few inches in with slow in and out thrusts, a little further in each time, Tom no longer needed to guide himself into me and he grabbed my hips. Now each thrust brought more than a little more into me each time and I let out a loud moan of surprised pleasure with the first big push. Several of those later and he stopped for a moment, resting one hand on my ass.

"I've filled you up," Tom said.

"It feels fucking amazing," I said. "You're so much bigger than my husband."

Tom didn't reply to that with words, but rather by slowly pulling his cock out until only the head remained inside me. Then he pushed again, much quicker this time, and I heard a long, low moan escape my lips. Tom picked up the pace with every stroke, every long thrust, and I was left staring at Alan and Becca unable to speak. Becca was riding Alan slower now, as if to give him a respite, but she was also watching us over her shoulder.

Her husband knew how to fuck and did not rely on his size. But even if he had, he also didn't cum first -- because of all the attention, the show Becca and Alan were putting on, and the erotic thoughts going through my head, I came harder than I ever had in my life only a few minutes into Tom fucking me.

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