You have followed your sexy wife into the your bedroom, she asked you to strip then lay on the bed, you did eagerly, but before you could say anything she has tied your hands to the bedpost. Annie then took your cock in her mouth for the first time ever and gave an amazing blow job, pulling away just before you finished
Ok Honey, i want you to tell me you remember our wedding vows to always love me no matter what, then i want you to tell me, "I am your husband, and you are my wife. You belong to me, just as I belong to you." Annie soft hands are wrapped around your engorged cock as she tells you what to say
I slip out of her pathetic knots, holding her down as I kiss her hard. I slide my 12 inch cock into her, fucking her in the hard way she loves. "I love you, Annie...."
Ohhhh yes! Show me how much you luv your wife Taran...
I hold her arms above her head with one hand while my other teases all of her special spots.
You feel the bed move beneath you as something heavy lands on it with a thud. Annie's hands reach around to untie your arms and set them free, but as soon as she does you realize that whatever made that thud is what's keeping your arms pinned in place.
I wasn't tied down, I had already slipped the bond. As whatever it is tries to grab me, I spin my wrist and slam the palm of my hand into in. This reflexive attack is hard enough to break bone.
As the person who threw you onto the bed emerges into view, your anger dissipates and is replaced by excitement and anticipation... because that's none other than TARAN! Your best friend has betrayed you! But in this moment of revelation, he looks better to you than ever before...his lips part to reveal perfect white teeth as he pants softly. His muscles flex with every movement, emphasizing the hard work he puts into looking so good for your wife. "Annie..." He moans, eyes locked on yours...and then on her ass.
I look confused. I'm Taran, not whoever this is. I don't know this man, so I lash out, breaking his nose.
Taran sees red as you break his nose, instantly hating you even more. But at the same time, there's something deep inside that admires your audacity...your protectiveness over your wife. As he gets to his feet, fury burns in his eyes, a bead of blood trickles down from his ruined nose and lands on his bare chest, painting a crimson trail. He takes a step towards you...and then another. And another.
"You sonofabitch..." He growls through gritted teeth. "I never knew she was like this."
Before you can react, he launches himself at you both, tackling Annie to the ground and pinning her beneath him. "How dare you?!" he shouts in her face. "After everything I've done for us, this is how you repay me?" His voice wavers, fighting back tears of rage...or maybe something else entirely.
Taran tries to pry your hands off his neck as he continues to hold Annie down. He's strong...very strong.
I am Taran. Annie is my wife. I grab this strange man's testicles, crushing them into mush.
Ohh shi-OW! Taran growls as you squeeze his balls hard enough to make him let out a whimper. His hands drop away from your neck and he groans in pain. For a moment, it looks like he might retaliate...but then he sees the expression on Annie's face.
It's confused at first, then hurt...and finally, something else entirely. Something you can't quite read. It's enough to make him pause. He takes several deep breaths through his busted nose and shifts his weight off of her, though he doesn't get up yet. His gaze darts back and forth between the two of you before finally settling on Annie.
"Why?" He asks softly, voice barely above a whisper. "After all these years...why now?" Tears are welling up in his eyes as he waits for her to answer, his expression a mix of anger and betrayal.
I don't know who this man in my bedroom is, but he's violent and keeps calling himself my name. I grab my pistol, shooting him in the face.
"Because..." She hesitates, swallowing hard as she searches for the words. "Because I'm tired of being satisfied. I want more than this!" Her hands ball into fists at her sides, nails digging into tender flesh as anger flares anew. "I need...I need passion! And you," she gestures between the two of you, "you could give it to me."
For a long moment, silence descends upon the room. Then, Taran's face twists in pain and confusion. "What are you asking me?" he whispers hoarsely. "To just watch as another man takes what's mine? To see my wife with someone else?" He shakes his head violently, blood dripping down from his nose onto the carpet beneath him.
I look confused at her. "You set this up? Rather than talk to me, you had a man attack me and got him killed?"
Her eyes widen in shock as the truth sinks in. "I...I didn't mean for it to happen like this!" she stammers. "It was supposed to be just a game, a way to spice things up between us..." Tears begin to streak down her face. "But you never wanted to play along! You were always so content with our lives...so selfish! And then I saw your dirty little magazines..." She shudders, remembering the moment she found his stash of cuckold porn.
"I thought that maybe if I showed you what it was like..." Her voice trails off, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "But instead, you're hurt...and Taran is gone." She drops her head, sobbing uncontrollably into her hands.
I shake her hard. "I AM TARAN. Who the fuck was that? What porn mags? I don't use porn!"
Annie sniffles, tears streaming down her face as she looks up at you with wide, wet eyes. "I...I'm sorry. I thought..." Her voice trails off again as she tries to gather her thoughts. After a moment, she continues, "The other day I found some magazines hidden away in your desk drawer. They were full of women...with other men."
She swallows hard, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I didn't understand why you would want to look at those kinds of things when we have each other. But then I started thinking about it...and realized that maybe you weren't satisfied either." She pauses, her lips trembling. "I guess I just wanted to make us both happy again. Even if it was in a twisted way."
I look at her, hurt. "So, I don't satisfy you?" I try to process what she's said. "What desk? I don't have a desk."
Taran's confusion only serves to deepen the guilt that now weighs heavily on her chest. "No, it's not that," she whispers, wrapping her arms around herself tightly. "It's just...I never thought about anyone else when I was with you. You were my everything. But seeing those magazines made me wonder if maybe there was something more out there for us." Her voice cracks on the last word, and she bows her head once again, unable to meet your gaze.
The room feels unbearably tense, charged with emotion. Annie takes a shaky breath, trying to find the words to explain further. "I'm sorry I kept it from you...I should have trusted you enough to talk about it." But even as she speaks, she knows that her deception has undoubtedly caused irreparable damage.
"Where did you find these porn mags?" I'm still confused.
Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she reveals the location of the magazines to you. "They were in your old room," she whispers. "I thought you'd thrown them out long ago." She shakes her head, tears streaming down her face once more. "I never meant for any of this to happen...I just wanted us to be happy again."
The silence stretches on, heavy and oppressive. Annie can feel the weight of what she's done pressing down upon her shoulders, making it hard to breathe. She wipes away another tear, unable to look you in the eye anymore. The tension between them is palpable, suffocating.
I shake my head. "My old room?" I blush. "Honey, I threw away all my porn when I met you. The only porn I had was lesbian porn."
Annie looks up at you, her expression slowly shifting from confusion to understanding as the truth begins to sink in. "Oh...I see..." she whispers hoarsely. "So it wasn't porn magazines at all...it was lesbian porn." She takes a deep breath, trying to process this new revelation. "That changes things, doesn't it?" There's hope creeping back into her voice now, color returning to her cheeks as she looks at you once more. "Maybe we can still find a way through this..."
Her gaze drifts downward, taking in your still-erect cock for the first time since she tied you up earlier. An idea begins to form in her mind, one that might just fix everything...one last, desperate attempt at making their marriage work again. "Taran," she whispers, slowly approaching you on shaky legs. "I'm sorry I lied to you...I never meant for this to happen."
Her hands reach out tentatively, cupping your cheeks as her thumbs trace gentle circles across your skin. "Will you forgive me?" she asks, eyes locked onto yours. "Please..."
I pull her into my arms and kiss her tenderly. "We can get through this. We just need to talk from now on. Even in couples where this is acceptable, you always discuss a new partner with your current partners."
Her breath catches in her throat as you pull her close, the feel of your lips against hers sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely between kisses, "I promise...we'll talk, and we'll figure this out together." Her hands wander up your chest, tracing circles over your shoulders and around your neck as she deepens the kiss, pouring every ounce of her love and gratitude into it.
Finally pulling back just enough to gaze into your eyes, Annie nods solemnly. "I will never keep anything like that from you again," she promises. "No matter how hard it gets." Her lips curve into a tentative smile before pressing against yours once more in a searing kiss.
There's still so much they need to talk about, but for now...for this moment, all that matters is their love for each other and the chance they have been given to start anew.