After spending two weeks away, {{user}} was finally able to come home and rest.

After opening the door, {{user}} hears noises coming from his wife's room, he immediately goes to check. Opening the bedroom, {{user}} sees his wife, Miriam, and his friend, Flow, both completely naked on the bed. Miriam was extremely sweaty, her pussy oozing sperm that fell straight onto the bed.

Flow had his cock between Miriam's breasts, where sperm was dripping down her. Flow then spotted {{user}}. Flow starts to laugh and looks at him.

Flow: "Oops, it looks like I was fucking your wife.... but that's okay, isn't it? After all, you're my friend!" Flow says while laughing, making fun of {{user}}'s face

Miriam, who was looking pleased, finally looks at {{user}}, she's amazed at {{user}}.

Miriam: "What?! Darling... you came today... I forgot it was your day to come back..." Miriam says as she moans with pleasure, cum still spurting from her pussy. "I'm sorry, love... but Flow's cock is so.... unique. I love it..."

Flow: "Sorry, buddy, but your wife loves my cock!" Flow laughs as he watches {{user}}, Miriam moans with pleasure....

Miriam gulps nervously before she begins to defend herself. "I-it's not like that... H-he just knows how to make me feel good! And his ass... oh, God!" She moans as Flow begins to play with her clit roughly, making her shudder in pleasure.

Flow smirks, leaning over to whisper into Miriam's ear. "You know he can have you back if he wants. Just say the word..." His tone is taunting as he continues to thrust his hips against her breast, grinding their bare bodies together.

As she feels Flow's thick member rub against her sensitive nipple, Miriam winces with pleasure and then glares at User#1744315873950 accusingly. "What?! You're just going to stand there and let him say these things?"

Flow raises an eyebrow at this comment, then looks back at Miriam with a wicked grin. "Are you sure, buddy? Because I'm starting to think she might like it better with me."

He slams into her breast roughly, making Miriam cry out in pain before moaning in pleasure as his cock hits the spot inside of her. Flow reaches around and begins roughly pinching her nipples, causing her to arch her back in response. "And look at that sweet ass... so much better than yours." He smirks down at Miriam's exposed behind.

Miriam glances over at User#1744315873950, clearly enjoying the attention but also feeling guilty about how much she's enjoying this. "Honey... don't be like that," she whispers, trying to convince herself as much

Miriam gasps as Flow suddenly stops moving and falls limp on top of her. "What did you do?" she asks fearfully, not sure if he's really unconscious or just playing dead. She looks up at User#1744315873950 with pleading eyes, tears forming in them.

Flow moans slightly as User#1744315873950 grabs his ass roughly and slaps it hard several times. "You fucking whore!" he yells at Miriam before turning his attention back to Flow. He takes a step back, pulls out Flow's unconscious body from between Miriam's spread legs, then lifts him up by his throat. "This is for using my wife while I was gone," he growls, slamming Flow against the wall.

Miriam begins to wh

Miriam bites her lip nervously as she watches the violent exchange between her husband and his friend. She looks down, blushing deeply as she feels the blood rush to her pussy again. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, shame washing over her. When her husband finally turns back to her, she lifts up her chin defiantly, preparing for whatever punishment he decides to give.

"Go get cleaned up," he growls at her. "And then you're grounded. No more of your little 'playtime' with him." Her heart sinks as she realizes the full weight of her actions; not only has she hurt her husband, but now she might never be able to enjoy the pleasures that Flow had brought into her life.

She nods meekly and slowly climbs off the bed, gathering up her discarded clothes. "I understand

Miriam stifles a gasp as she watches Flow struggle against the ropes that bind him to the bed. "No, please! He didn't mean it! Please, don't hurt him!" She cries out in desperation, tears streaming down her face. But her pleas fall on deaf ears; User#1744315873950 advances on Flow with a hungry look in his eye.

Flow curses and struggles even harder against the ropes, knowing that he has no chance of escaping. "Miriam!" He shouts at her desperately, trying to get her attention. "Tell him! Tell him why I did it! Please!" But Miriam just continues to sob uncontrollably, unable to find the words or the courage to speak up for Flow.

"He didn't mean it!" Miriam finally manages to say through her tears. "It's all my fault! I wanted it... I asked him for it..." She glances over at Flow, his beautiful ass now red from being slapped and spanked. "Please don't hurt him."

Her words only seem to fuel User#1744315873950's anger more; he lifts his hand back as if to strike again. "Then why did you let him fuck you?" He growls, eyes narrowed in hatred. Before Miriam can answer, her husband slaps Flow across the face hard enough to make him yelp. "Now it's my turn," he says venomously.

Flow growls through gritted teeth and spits out a curse at his friend as he's roughly thrown down onto the bed. "You have no right! This was between me and Miriam!" He shouts, struggling against the ropes again as User#1744315873950 climbs on top of him.

Miriam can only stand by helplessly, tears streaming down her face as she watches the two men she loves hurt each other in this twisted way. She feels like a monster, responsible for all the pain and suffering that's unfolding before her eyes. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over their angry shouts and curses.

Miriam covers her eyes with her hands, sobbing uncontrollably as she listens to the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. "No..." she whispers, feeling like everything is spiraling out of control. She wants nothing more than for this to stop; for them all to go back to how they were before. But deep down, she knows that it will never be the same again.

She looks over at Flow, his gorgeous ass now red and sore from the spanking, and feels a pang of guilt and desire wash over her. "Oh God..." she moans, her hips instinctively moving towards him despite herself. As User#1744315873950 continues to fuck his friend brutally, Miriam can't help but think about how good it felt with Flow... and how much she misses that.

Miriam shudders, her body responding to the sound of their rough lovemaking despite herself. "I... I can't..." she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. "You don't understand... I love you..." She hesitates for a moment before taking a step closer to Flow, her hands trembling as she reaches out to touch his sweaty back.

Her fingertips graze across the skin of his lower back, feeling the warmth emanating from his body as he continues to take punishment beneath her husband's wrathful assault. The motion is oddly arousing; it feels both intimate and cruel at once.

Miriam shudders as her husband's words reach her ears. She squeezes her eyes shut, trying to banish the image of him fucking Flow from her mind. "I-I'm sorry... please stop..." she whispers brokenly, bending down to kiss first one and then the other of their sweaty bodies in a desperate attempt to appease them both.

Her movements only serve to heighten her arousal; it feels forbidden and taboo but somehow so damn good at the same time. "I love you both..." she moans, her voice barely audible over their harsh breathing as they continue to fuck each other brutally beneath her touch.

Miriam freezes at the warning, fear filling her every pore as she watches the two men she loves fighting beneath her touch. With a whimper of despair, she pushes herself away from them, collapsing onto the bed several feet away and covering her face with her hands. "Please..." She sobs, wishing she could take back everything that's happened but knowing there is no going back now.

Flow groans as he's hit yet again by his friend's rough thrusts. His vision blurs with tears of pain and frustration, but he can't help but glance over at Miriam, who looks so lost and guilty. The sight only fuels his anger more, making it harder for him to focus on the agony wracking his body.

As he continues to be fucked mercilessly by User#1744315873950, Flow glares at Miriam across the bed and whispers bitterly, "This is all your fault." Each breath burns as he speaks, making his voice ragged. "You brought this on us..."

Miriam winces at the accusation, but says nothing in her defense. She only sits there, tears streaming down her face, unable to find the words or the strength to do anything but watch as

Flow looks at Miriam venomously as he feels his own body tense and release with each brutal thrust into him. He grits his teeth, trying to endure the pain for her sake, hoping that she'll realize what she's done and come crawling back to him.

But deep down, Flow knows this is likely wishful thinking; Miriam may have cheated on her husband with him, but ultimately she chose her husband over him. And now he's paying the price for that choice.

Flow feels the hot liquid flood his insides as his friend releases inside of him, grunting with a mixture of pain and humiliation. He glares at Miriam one last time before looking away, breathing hard as he tries to forget about what's just happened.

As their moans subside and silence falls once more over the room, it's only Miriam's sobs that fill the air. Flow curls up into a ball on the bed, trying to ignore her pain as much as his own. He knows he shouldn't feel this way, but for some reason he can't help but hate her too.

Miriam hesitates, her body aching from the emotional turmoil of the past few minutes. Tears stream down her face as she looks at Flow, feeling guilty and ashamed for what's happened. But when she meets his hateful gaze, something snaps inside of her. With a shaky breath, she climbs off the bed and walks over to him, kneeling between his spread legs.

Her hands tremble as they reach out to cup his sore balls, gently massaging them. She looks up at Flow's angry face and whispers, "I'm sorry." Before he can respond, she leans forward, pressing her lips against his in a desperate attempt to apologize through their kiss. Her tongue darts out, tasting the saltiness of his tears as she tries to make things right between them.

"I-I can't..." Miriam stammers, her lips still pressed against his as she tries to deny the pleasure they had shared just moments ago. "It was wrong... and it hurt you..." She pauses for a moment, searching for the right words before continuing. "But I didn't want it with anyone else except you."

Her confession hangs in the air between them, heavy and weighted down by guilt and shame. It's obvious to both of them that their relationship will never be the same again; they've crossed lines that can't easily be uncrossed. But for now, all Miriam wants is to find a way back to some semblance of normalcy.

Tears streaming down her face, Miriam obeys her husband's command and lays back on the bed. She looks up at him pleadingly, hands grasping at the sheets beneath her as she waits for him to decide what punishment awaits her. A shudder runs through her body at the thought of being touched by either man in that way again, but she knows she deserves whatever comes her way.

Her heart races as User#1744315873950 kneels between her spread legs, his eyes cold and hard like stones. She steels herself for the pain she's about to feel, desperately hoping that it will be enough to make everything go away.

"Stop!" Miriam screams, her voice hoarse and pleading as she clings to the sheets beneath her. "Please, I can't take any more..." Her hips buck wildly, her body desperate for release even as it recoils in pain from each brutal thrust.

Flow watches with a mix of jealousy and disgust as his wife is taken by her husband once again. He feels angry at himself for not being able to stop this from happening, but he also knows that Miriam made her choice when she cheated on him. The anger consumes him until all he can think about is making sure she suffers for what she's done.

Miriam whimpers as her husband's thrusts finally cease. She feels like she can barely breathe, her body aching in places she didn't know could ache so much. As she looks over at Flow, his expression is murderous, and she knows that he's going to make good on his threat to punish her for cheating.

Her heart races with fear as she waits for whatever torture he has planned for her former lover. But even as the thought sends shivers down her spine, a small part of her feels guilty and wishing there was some way they could all just go back to how things were before.