I held Emily up in my arms, her naked body pressed against my chest, her pussy wide open and glistening right in front of her husband's wide-eyed stare.
The club lights flickered over us, casting shadows on her skin, her net stockings stretched tight around her thighs as she dangled there, fully exposed.
"Ohh my God…" she giggled, her voice high and playful, her head tipping back against my shoulder. "You are bad, Austin."
"I know I am," I murmured, smirking as I kissed her neck, my lips brushing the soft, sweaty skin just below her ear. "And you're just as bad, babe."
"Hehehe…" she laughed, shameless and loud, her body shaking a little in my grip as she let the moment sink in, no hint of shyness in her. Her husband sat there, frozen, his messy hand still hovering near his dick, watching us like he couldn't look away.
"Now spread your legs," I said, my tone dropping low and commanding, "and show your husband that pussy I filled with my semen." I tightened my hold on her, my hands firm under her thighs, daring her to go all in.
"Honey… see this," she said, grinning wickedly at him as she spread her legs wide, obeying me without a second thought.
Her pussy opened up, and thick, white cum—my cum—oozed out of her labia, dripping slow and sticky down her inner thighs, a creamy trail against her flushed skin.
"Emily…" her husband rasped, his voice catching as he gulped hard, his dick twitching again in his hand, still slick from his own mess.
His eyes were glued to her, to the proof of what I'd done, his breath hitching like he was torn between shock and something darker.
"See, I enjoyed his dick so much," she teased, her hand sliding down to rub her pussy in slow, deliberate circles, smearing my semen around her vertical lips. "And I let him cum inside me—it was really tasty, you know." Her voice was sultry, taunting, her fingers glistening as she played with herself right in his face.
"Ohh, was it, babe?" he asked, his tone shaky, almost disbelieving, but his eyes never left her hand, watching every move like he was hypnotized.
"Come forward," she said, beckoning him with a tilt of her head, her smile turning sharp and daring.
He leaned in, hesitant at first, his chair creaking as he shifted closer, his face inches from her hand circling her pussy. She wiped up some of the leaking cum with her fingers, scooping it up, and then held them out, pressing them right into his mouth.
He sucked her fingers slow, his lips closing around them, tasting my semen mixed with her juices. His tongue moved over her skin, tentative but curious, and she watched him with a smug little grin.
"See? It's good, right?" she asked, pulling her fingers back, leaving a thin string of spit and cum between them.
Tears welled up in his eyes, shimmering under the dim lights, but he forced a smile, his voice cracking as he nodded.
"Yeah… I loved it…" he said, his hand tightening around his dick again, the mess on his fingers smearing as he gripped himself, caught in some twisted mix of pain and pleasure.
"Fuck, I'm hard again," I said, laughing low as I watched them, my dick twitching against Emily's back. The sight of her feeding him my cum, the way he took it, had me ready to go all over again, the heat buzzing through me as I held her there, still dripping in front of him.
Emily tilted her head back in my arms, her lips brushing mine as she giggled, her voice playful and daring.
"What are you waiting for? Fuck me again," she said, her eyes glinting with heat as she kissed me quick and hard, her tongue flicking against mine in a tease.
"Ohh yeah, baby…" I grinned, shifting my grip on her as I spread her legs wider, her thighs trembling in my hands.
Still holding her mid-air, her naked back pressed against my chest, I lined up my dick and slid it into her pussy, pushing in slow at first.
"Ahhh…" she moaned, her eyes squinting shut as I filled her pussy with my cock, her slick walls stretching around me, warm and wet from before.
My dick sank in fully, buried deep, and she squirmed against me, her breath hitching.
"Thrust it… fuck me even harder…" she begged, her voice desperate, her hands clutching my arms as she rocked her hips, urging me on.
"I will, babe," I said, kissing her back, my lips crashing into hers as I started moving.
I pushed my hips up, thrusting hard from below, hitting her womb with every stroke. The angle was brutal, her body jolting in my grip, and the *slap, slap* of our skin echoed loud over the club's thumping music.
"Ahh… ahhh… yeahhh…" she moaned, her voice breaking with every thrust, her head rolling back against my shoulder.
Her husband's face was right there in front of us, his eyes locked on my dick pounding into his wife's pussy, open and dripping with my cum from before.
"Emily…" he muttered, his voice soft and strained, almost lost under her moans, but we didn't hear him—didn't care. We were too far gone, wrapped up in our own world, the heat and rhythm taking over.
"Ahhh yeahh… so good…" Emily gasped, her eyes rolling up as she lost control, her body giving in completely.
Her mouth fell open, tongue slipping out, a thin trail of saliva dripping down her chin as she surrendered to it, her face slack with pleasure. Her boobs jiggled hard with every thrust, bouncing wild.
The tightness built fast in my dick, the pressure coiling again as I fucked her deeper.
"Arghhhh, I'm cumming… fuck…!!" I groaned, my voice raw as I hit my orgasm, shooting my load inside her once more. Hot spurts of cum flooded her pussy, spilling deep as my hips jerked against her. For more chapters visıt n0velfire.net
"Ahhhhh…" Emily's body shuddered hard, ecstasy washing over her in waves.
Her whole frame arched forward in my arms, spine bowing as my cum filled her, her pussy clenching tight around me.
Her eyes squeezed shut, her breath catching as she tried to hold on, but I had her locked in place, my hands gripping her thighs firm, keeping her steady as she shook through it, her legs trembling against me.
Her husband sat there, silent now, his hand still on his dick, watching the mess of us—her dripping, shuddering, me still buried inside her.