Nell Gets Nasty: A Hotwife Fantasy by Jason Lenov

Author:Jason Lenov [Lenov, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thirteenth Line Publications
Published: 2021-06-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“O-okay,” I stammered. Looking back at Evie I saw Cyril still whispering. But now she was nodding. Nodding and slowly bending forward. Laying down on her stomach on the bar stool as Cyril unzipped her skirt. Clutching the legs of the stool with her hands as he pulled the skirt slowly down to reveal a bright red thong, the tiny string disappearing into the crack of her ass.

Cyril hooked his fingers into her pantyhose and underwear and teased those down off her ass. He pulled them all the way down, along with the skirt, and off, throwing them in a pile with Evie’s transparent dress. He put his big, black hands on her ass and stretched her cheeks apart with his thumbs.

I gasped. My heart skipped a beat. The mystery of where the plug had gone was revealed. She’d put it in herself. The tiny black flange twitched as she clenched her ass hole.

Cyril chuckled and gave her ass a smack. “Oh good girl,” he rumbled. His thumbs moved lower. He stretched her pussy apart. The lips smacked as they opened. Lubricant ran down out of her and onto the seat of the stool. The wet shimmered in the dim light.

“Look at that pussy, Teddy. Look at it,” Cyril ordered.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

He frowned. “Evie,” he said. “You’re being rude to our guest,” he said, nodding towards me.

“I’m being the opposite of rude,” Evie sighed, sounding kind of bored. “Don Juan over here’s about to blow. I’d hate for him to drop his wad before the main event.”

“Ah!” Cyril said, his smile returning. He turned and plied Nell apart again. Stuck out his middle finger and introduced it into the tiny opening of her vagina. Pushed deeper and held her steady with a hand on her back as she started to shake on the stool.

I had to grab the couch with both hands to keep myself from grabbing my cock and jerking one out. This was so much more intense than watching Nell blow him. Now she was pinned down and looking helpless, Cyril manipulating his finger into her. Intruding into her flower with his fat digit and making her squirm and whimper.

The jealous knife inside me started sawing faster and harder. It only made me sink deeper into my fantasy. My blood was racing through my veins and I’m pretty sure my eyes were starting to bug out my skull.

“Oh what a pretty little pussy that is,” Cyril growled. He pulled his finger out and rubbed Nell’s bush with it. “Be a good girl and take care of that for me for next time, though,” he said.

Nell whimpered and nodded.

And then Cyril took his cock in his hand and pointed it at Nell’s pink hole. He swiped the head up and down along her slit a few times.

She let out a shaky exhale at the touch.

“Look at that, Teddy. Take a good look at that pretty little flower,” Cyril said. “That’s everything. That’s the future. So much hope and joy and happiness can spring from this small space.

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