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I never thought I’d be here, kneeling on the floor, my wife’s legs spread wide, and our friend Matthew’s thick, veiny cock buried deep inside her. But here I was. Watching. Fucking watching. My cock twitched in my hand, useless and small, as Sam moaned, her head thrown back, her nails digging into Matthew’s biceps. She wasn’t my wife anymore—not in this moment. She was his. His to fuck. His to own. And I was just the cuckold, the pathetic spectator to their raw, filthy passion.

The room was thick with the scent of sex—sweat, pussy, and the musk of Matthew’s cock. Sam’s legs trembled as he drove into her with ruthless precision, his hips slamming against her ass with a wet slap that echoed in my ears. Her tits bounced with every thrust, and I couldn’t look away from the way her pussy stretched to take him, her lips glistening with her own juices. She was so wet, so fucking ready for him, and it made my stomach churn with jealousy and arousal. She’s never been like this with me.

“Oh fuck, Matthew,” Sam gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure. “Your cock… it’s so fucking big. I’ve never felt anything like this.” Her words cut through me like a knife, each one a reminder of my inadequacy. I could see it in her eyes—the way she looked at him, like he was a fucking god. And I was nothing.

Matthew smirked, his hands gripping her hips tighter as he fucked her harder, his thick shaft disappearing inside her over and over. “You like that, huh? Feeling my dick stretch you out? Filling that tight little pussy?” His voice was rough, dripping with dominance, and it made my cock throb in my pants. I hate him. I envy him. I want to be him.

Sam’s moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath him as he pounded her into the bed. “Yes! Yes!” she screamed, her nails leaving red marks on his arms. “Don’t stop! Fuck me harder, Matthew!” Her words were a knife to my heart, but they also sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock. I was hard, so fucking hard.

“Tom,” Sam moaned, her eyes locking with mine. “Come here. I want you to taste him. Taste what he’s doing to me.” Her voice was firm, commanding, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I crawled toward them, my knees trembling, my cock straining against my pants. I could see it now, up close—the way her pussy clung to his cock, the way her juices coated his shaft, the way her clit throbbed with every thrust. I was so close I could feel the heat radiating from their bodies, and it made my mouth water. This is my role now. To watch. To serve. To be humiliated. And I fucking loved it.

“Lick it,” Sam commanded, her voice firm despite the pleasure wracking her body. “Taste his cock as he fucks me.”

I hesitated for a second, but the look in her eyes—dominant, demanding—made me obey. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to lick along the base of Matthew’s cock as it fucked into her. The taste was overwhelming—salty, musky, fucking delicious. I licked harder, my tongue swirling around his shaft, lapping up the mess they were making. Sam moaned louder, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling me closer.

“That’s it,” she gasped. “Suck him clean. Show him how much you love his cock.”

I opened my mouth, taking Matthew’s cock into my mouth as he pulled out of Sam. His taste exploded on my tongue—thick, bitter, fucking perfect. I sucked him greedily, my lips sliding up and down his shaft, my tongue swirling around the head. He groaned, his hand fisting in my hair, guiding my mouth as I sucked him off.

“Fuck, he’s good at this,” Matthew said, his voice rough with pleasure. “Your husband’s got a talented mouth.”

Sam laughed, a low, husky sound that sent shivers down my spine. “He’s had plenty of practice. Isn’t that right, Tom?”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My mouth was too busy worshiping Matthew’s cock, sucking him deep, swallowing every drop of his precum. I was lost in it, consumed by the taste of him, the weight of him on my tongue. I could feel Sam’s eyes on me, watching me, judging me, and it only made me suck harder.

“Get up,” Sam said suddenly, her voice sharp. I pulled away from Matthew’s cock, my lips wet and swollen, and looked up at her. She was grinning, her eyes dark with lust. “Turn around. I want to fuck you.”

Oh my god! My cock throbbed as I stood, my legs shaky. Sam pushed me against the wall, her hands sliding down my back to grip my ass. I felt her fingers probing my hole, slick with her own juices, and I moaned, my body trembling.

“You’re going to cum for me, Tom,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “You’re going to cum while Matthew fucks me.”

Her fingers pressed inside me, and I gasped, my ass clenching around her. She fucked me with her fingers, curling them, hitting that spot inside me that made my knees buckle. My cock was leaking, pre-cum dripping down my shaft, and I couldn’t stop the moans spilling from my lips.

Matthew moved behind Sam, his hands gripping her hips as he slid his cock back into her pussy. She moaned, her fingers thrusting harder into me, her body rocking back against him. The sounds were filthy—the slap of skin on skin, their moans, my whimpers. I was drowning in it, lost in the pleasure, in the humiliation, in the fucking ecstasy of it all.

“Cum for me, Tom,” Sam commanded, her voice a low growl. “Cum like the little whore you are.”

I couldn’t hold back. My body exploded, cum shooting from my cock, splattering the wall in front of me. My ass clenched around Sam’s fingers, my legs shaking as I rode out the orgasm. She laughed, her fingers still buried inside me, and Matthew groaned, his cock pistoning into her harder.

“That’s it,” she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Look at you. Pathetic. Helpless. Cumming from just a finger in your ass while Matthew fucks me.”

I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t think. My body was trembling, my cock still twitching with the aftershocks of my orgasm. Sam pulled her fingers out of me, and I felt empty, used, fucking ruined. But it wasn’t over. Not yet.

Matthew pulled out of Sam, his cock glistening with her juices, and turned to me. “Open your fucking mouth.”

I dropped to my knees and obeyed without hesitation, my jaw dropping open as he shoved his cock into my mouth. He fucked my face hard, his hands gripping my head, and I gagged, tears streaming down my cheeks. But I didn’t fight it. I fucking loved it. The taste of him, the weight of him, the way he used me. I was nothing but a toy, a fucking object for their pleasure.

Sam laughed, her hands running through my hair as Matthew fucked my throat. “Good boy, Tom. Take it. Take his cock like the good little cuck you are.”

I moaned around his shaft, my cock twitching again despite the fact that I’d just cum. I was fucking addicted to this—to the humiliation, to the pleasure, to the way they used me. I was theirs. Fucking theirs.

Matthew groaned, his hips jerking as he came in my mouth. His cum flooded my throat, thick and bitter, and I swallowed every drop, my tongue swirling around his cock to clean him off. He pulled out, his cock still hard, and I gasped, my lips swollen, my face wet with tears and spit.

“Get out,” Sam said, her voice cold and commanding. “Wait outside. We need some privacy.”

I hesitated for a moment, my tongue still hovering near her pussy, the scent of her arousal and the taste of Matthew’s cum lingering on my lips. But the sharpness in her tone left no room for argument. I stumbled to my feet, my legs shaky, my cock still throbbing with humiliation and desire.

As I turned to leave, Matthew pushed Sam back onto the bed and grabbed her hips shoving his thick cock back into her pussy with a wet, filthy slap. She gasped, her head falling back as he started pounding into her again, his hips slamming against her ass.

“Don’t forget, Tom,” Matthew growled, his voice dripping with dominance. “She loves me. She loves my fucking cock. You’ll never compare to this.”

Sam moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sheets as he fucked her harder. “Oh God, Matthew! Yes! Your cock… it’s everything I need!”

My heart pounded in my chest as I walked out, the sound of their moans and the slap of skin echoing behind me. I closed the door, leaning against the wall outside, my cock still twitching. I could hear them through the door—Sam’s cries of pleasure, Matthew’s grunts, the bed creaking under their weight.

I slid down the wall, my knees pulled to my chest, my face buried in my hands. I was nothing to her now—just a cuckold, a pathetic excuse for a man who couldn’t satisfy his own wife. And as I sat there, listening to them fuck, I couldn’t help but stroke myself, my hand moving over my cock as I imagined Matthew’s massive dick stretching her pussy, filling her in ways I never could.

I was hers. I was his. And I both hated and loved it.

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