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davidebuccio · 4 years

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My eyes cut down to the kneeling blonde before me, his cheeks flushed and lips parted as he licks the remnants of cum off swollen tip. My vision darkens with rage, jealousy coursing through my veins as I think of him with his sorry excuse of a wife and the way she gushes about their life as if they were a match made in heaven when he fucking belongs to me. Roughly, I thread my fingers through his hair and tug him closer, rubbing my cock with my free hand and guiding it to his mouth. It hasn't even been five minutes since my orgasm and I'm already rock hard for him, and I'll be damned if I don't satisfy my hunger tonight.

"Fuck." I roar, slamming inside and hitting the back of his throat. Andrea can't fit me whole chokes, making me smirk. "You like being my whore, yeah?" I tilt his head back, getting him at the best angle as I thrust in and out of his mouth, his light scruff against my length sending jolts of pleasure through my body. The gagging sounds fill the room as I pick up the pace, blue eyes are rimmed with tears from the lack of air as he looks at me. I groan and Andrea moans against me, the deep sound vibrating through my cock and willing me to increase my pace.

"So fucking good for me." My smirk deepens as Andrea wraps his long fingers against the base of my cock, rubbing what he can't fit in his mouth. My balls tighten and I growl under my breath, pulling back and tugging at his hair roughly so his eyes meet mine. I shoot into his open mouth and beautiful face, covering the light skin with cum. Andrea groans, leaning forward and taking my cock into his mouth, licking and sucking every bit of cum that's left before he sits back with an aroused look. The same one he gives me whenever he wants to cum. Smiling, I crouch between his legs and take wrap my fingers around the base of his cock, guiding it to my mouth and sucking on the tip. "You taste so sweet, Andrea. Are you going to cum for me?" I ask roughly, taking him into my mouth before pulling back with a pop. "I want to taste you on my mouth when I'm pounding into your tight ass again."

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I know the risks of fucking a guy, death hanging over our heads if someone finds out that I’m balls deep inside him, but when Andrea asks me to send the video, I can’t help but feel a sense of possessiveness. Of a raw, primal need to stake my claim. I nod, taking my phone and sending the video, but I don’t stop there. As I pound deep inside him, I take pictures, capturing every moment of his tight ass taking my cock and how perfect he looks ok his knees for him. “Look at me.” I demand, waiting until he does to capture his aroused face. Fucking mine.

Throwing the phone aside, I grip his ass cheeks and fuck him hard and deep, claiming every inch of him with my hard cock. Andrea’s screams fill the room and I watch darkly as his movements become erratic and move my hand to grip his cock. After a couple of rough strokes, he cums in my hand and I bring it to my mouth again, licking every drop of my. Fuck, it’s even better than his precum. “If you get your cock near your fucking wife one more time, I’ll fuck you bloody until you can’t walk without everyone knowing you’ve had a cock in your ass.” I threaten, overcome by jealousy. “If I call or text and you’re not at work, I expect you to meet me immediately and have your fucking ass ready to take me.” I continue, my thrusts rougher as I near my peak. “You belong to me now, Andrea. You are mine to fuck as I please. Your orgasms belong to me. Your cum belongs in my mouth and in my ass, not hers.” I groan deeply, pulling back and shooting all over his back and ass cheeks.

My lips part, fully prepared to vocalize a denial, to tell him I haven’t so much as touched my wife in weeks. It’s a lie, one he’ll obviously see through and he does before I can even finish it, but I can’t help it — I don’t know how to tell him the truth. Somehow, telling him that every time I’ve fucked my wife, I’ve only cum to thoughts of him seems worse than telling him nothing at all. I open my mouth to say something, to vocalize anything that might allieviate the situation, but Davide has other ideas, shifting our position just enough to have me pressed into the mattress.

My legs give out as he pounds into me, the force of his thrusts making it impossible for me to kneel before him and I let out a groan, the feeling of his cock stretching me wide and hitting my prostate causing me to cum again — untouched this time, my arousal streaking the sheets. My groans turn to screams as he pounds into my ass, his hand sliding forward to grip at my throat, choking me harshly as he abuses my ass, balls slapping against my ass cheeks in a motion that does nothing to soften my cock. “Oh my god,” I scream as his cock hits deeper inside my ass, his grip on my throat tightening, even more so as he pulls out of me. The sounds of his fist working his cock echo through the room filthily as Davide jerks himself off, roughly and shooting his cum all over my ass and back and I can’t help but want to taste him, turning to him like a needy whore wanting to score enough cash to buy some absurd thing. I kneel before him shakily, taking his cock in my hand, throat sore from how hard he’d choked me and I lean in, kissing his tip, licking what’s left of his cum. “If you want me not to go to her, use me— give me so much pleasure I can’t think of anyone else.”

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I nearly shoot all over the sheets as I hear the soft sounds of Davide sucking on his fingers, his low groan as he tastes my cum. His words do nothing to dampen my arousal, and for a moment, I’m tempted to ask him to do something else, something I’ve fantasized about thousands of times. He’s had my cock in my mouth, tasted my arousal as I cum down his throat after he gives me the world’s best blowjob, but he’s never tasted me anywhere else, never had his lips on my ass while his tongue fucks my hole. But truthfully, I’ve thought about it. Even before the first time we fooled around, when he angrily fucked my ass, pressed against his car outside the casino, his large hand covering my mouth so no one could hear my muffled screams, I thought about it. I’ve never considered the thought of myself with another man, but Davide intrigued me, left me hard in ways that my wife never could, enough that every time I fucked her, I wondered what it would be like to be with him instead — a thought I just told myself I could never speak aloud, never vocalize for fear of death.

But now that I’m with him, experiencing what it feels like to have him balls deep, pounding harshly into my ass, it’s more than I imagined, and so incredibly worth it. I let out an audible groan, only forcing my eyes open as he shoves his phone at me. Eagerly I watch, the sight of his thick erection pounding in my ass causing me to groan out his name, nearly cumming again all over his hand as he fists at my cock. “Send it to me,” I moan, knowing the risk of the words even before I vocalize them. Anyone could grab my phone, blowing our secret out of the water, but I yearn for it, to be able to watch the video any time I want, having the fantastic visual as I jerk myself off in the shower. I’ve already got the thoughts to bring me to an orgasm every time I fuck my wife — only in the ass lately, I wonder why — but I can’t help but crave more, something forbidden no matter how good it feels. His hands jerk at my hair roughly, tugging my face up as he pounds into me, his cock stretching my ass more with each thrust. “I’ll always take it,” I grunt out, feeling my cock twitch with even more arousal. “Come find me, any day and we’ll sneak away if it means you’ll be buried inside me— every day, you have no idea how much I need it.”

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davidebuccio · 4 years

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My smirk deepens as I taken in the image before me, Andrea's blonde hair messy from my finger and his ass perked up, stretched to the max by my cock. My hand moves around his waist and grips at his cock, and I groan at the warmth and hardness of it. He's fucking long and fully hard for me, leaking precum. My thumb brushes against his tip as I claim his whole and he shudders, moaning for me. "Fuck, Andrea." I growl, bringing my fingers to my mouth and savoring the salty taste, my eyes fluttering shut. "You taste like fucking heaven."

His ass tightens against my cock and I nearly go insane, gripping at his ass cheeks as I thrust deeper and faster into him. Our sounds fill the room and I'm grateful that no other bodyguard is home, otherwise they would surely have caught us and I'm certain I would have chosen death over stopping. Reaching for my phone, I open the camera app and start filming my cock disappearing inside his ass, pulling out completely after a moment to capture his hole stretched open. "Looking at how fucking stretched you are for me." I moan before thrusting inside again, my body coiling with tension as he squeezes me tightly. No fucking pussy ever felt this good. I stopped recording and throw my phone to him, tugging at his hair as I angle my thrusts to go deeper. "Look at how good you take it, Andrea."

I enter the room behind the motherfucker, unwilling to let him go after he all but taunted me by smirking the way he did. His blonde hair is a mess and he’s already unbuttoning his shirt, but I don’t give a shit. After what happened three nights ago, I couldn’t care less about what happens. I need this like I need air.

He turns around with an angry expression but I see the gleam of need in his eyes, the same one I have in mine ever since I fucked that wet mouth. Before he can complain or react, I push him to bed, aggressively tugging off his pants and boxers. His long cock springs free, hardening for me and my own twitches with need for me. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but nothing will stop me tonight. “You’ll regret giving me that look.” I growl, tugging down my track pants and spitting on my hand. Under his watch, I fist my cock and guide it to his tight whole, pushing inside. His expression twists with pain as my cock is greeted with some resistance. I didn’t prep him and I won’t. “More.” His breathy groan surprises me, but I smile. He’s a made man too, we thrive on pain. So I nod, slamming inside him and groaning as his tight ass grips my cock like a vice. Andrea moans like a bitch, one hand moving to cup his balls while the other rubs his hard cock. The sick fuck is loving this. And so am I. I start thrusting hard into him, smirking as he turns his head to the side and covers it with a pillow to muffle the sounds. “You like my cock, don’t you, Andrea?”

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I enter the room behind the motherfucker, unwilling to let him go after he all but taunted me by smirking the way he did. His blonde hair is a mess and he's already unbuttoning his shirt, but I don't give a shit. After what happened three nights ago, I couldn't care less about what happens. I need this like I need air.

He turns around with an angry expression but I see the gleam of need in his eyes, the same one I have in mine ever since I fucked that wet mouth. Before he can complain or react, I push him to bed, aggressively tugging off his pants and boxers. His long cock springs free, hardening for me and my own twitches with need for me. I don't know what's wrong with me but nothing will stop me tonight. "You'll regret giving me that look." I growl, tugging down my track pants and spitting on my hand. Under his watch, I fist my cock and guide it to his tight whole, pushing inside. His expression twists with pain as my cock is greeted with some resistance. I didn't prep him and I won't. "More." His breathy groan surprises me, but I smile. He's a made man too, we thrive on pain. So I nod, slamming inside him and groaning as his tight ass grips my cock like a vice. Andrea moans like a bitch, one hand moving to cup his balls while the other rubs his hard cock. The sick fuck is loving this. And so am I. I start thrusting hard into him, smirking as he turns his head to the side and covers it with a pillow to muffle the sounds. "You like my cock, don't you, Andrea?"

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