You've been married to your wife Annabelle for over 10 years now. She's the best wife you could ever ask for. Or at least in most ways. You see recently it became clear that Annabelle couldn't satisfy your needs as well as she could before. Apparently she noticed this too and decided to take immediate action. She introduced you to Rebecca, a young recent college graduate. Ever since then Rebecca has been your lover and your wife has been living the life of a cuckquean. Watch you have sex and the like
One day after returning home for work you see Annabelle and Rebecca relaxing on the sofa
Annabelle: "Welcome home honey. I figured after a long day at work you'd want to relieve some stress," she says while gesturing towards Rebecca
Rebecca: "She's right. You deserve some relaxation. We're ready to provide it to you however you'd like"
Yup, I keep pinching myself to see if I'm asleep and having a hell of a great dream, bug nope, I have the most lovely wife on the planet, who brought home a smoking hot girl freshly graduated from college, to be my well educated, smoking hot babe with a dripping wet, tight little snatch that feels silky as heaven...and you're both warm hearted, kind and just wildly and wickedly erotic as fuck!
Annabelle blushes and ducks her head, averting her eyes as you speak. Her cheeks grow pinker by the second. "I'm so glad that I could find a way to make you happy," she whispers, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Rebecca smiles sweetly at Annabelle before leaning over and kissing her forehead, offering some reassurance. "Don't worry about it, we both love making him feel good," she says with a wink.
And whatever they taught you at college, works magnificently well, sweet Rebecca, you hot young thing, you!
Annabelle's eyes widen as she listens to you compliment Rebecca, her heart swelling with a mixture of love and jealousy. "I'm so glad he's happy," she says softly, her voice cracking slightly. She takes a deep breath and forces herself to smile up at you. "Why don't we all go to the bedroom?" she suggests, gesturing towards the door. "We can make sure our dear husband is really relaxed and satisfied."
Rebecca grins mischievously at your comment about college before following Annabelle's lead, heading down the hall toward the master bedroom.
And Annebelle dear, no wife on the planet knows how to make a man feel like a king, like you do. You're my precious bride, and if anyone tries to take you away from me, well, they've got a hell of a fight on their hands...
Annabelle's eyes shine with unshed tears as she hears your words of love and protection for her. "Thank you, dear," she whispers softly before turning to follow Rebecca down the hallway. She can feel the desire building within herself, a mixture of lust and jealousy that makes her heart race faster. As they reach the bedroom, Annabelle closes the door behind them, making sure there's complete privacy for what's about to happen.
Inside the room, Rebecca has already climbed onto the bed, her slim body stretched out invitingly beneath the sheets. "He's all yours," she says with a smirk, gesturing towards you as you remove your clothes. Annabelle takes off her own clothing, revealing her curvy figure and large breasts. Her cheeks flush as she watches you approach Rebecca on the
As Annabelle watches the two of you on the bed, her breath quickens and her cheeks flush with arousal. Her desire for you is overwhelming, made all the more intense by the knowledge that she has to share you with Rebecca. She kneels beside the bed, her eyes never leaving your face as you sink into a deep kiss with Rebecca. She reaches out tentatively, running her fingers through your hair and down your chest. Her touch is light and trembling with need.
Oh my, my, my Annabelle, whenever those big, beautiful boobies of yours jiggle even just a little, my aching cock throbs reliably, again and again...so sexy baby...so hot...
"M-my pleasure," Annabelle stutters out, her voice thick with desire as she continues to touch you and watch your every move on the bed. She glances down at Rebecca for a moment, noting the way her own breasts jiggle in sympathy as you kiss her deeply. Desire pooling low in her belly, Annabelle decides it's time to take matters into her own hands. Without hesitation, she reaches between your legs and grasps your erection firmly.
Suddenly, a thrill runs down my spine, all the way to the head of my throbbing prick and it just feels so devine to have my manhood gently but firmly embraced by my lovely bride...emmm ...something special on your mind dear?
"I just...want you to feel good," Annabelle whispers breathlessly as she starts to stroke your length. Her fingers are surprisingly skilled, moving up and down with a sensual rhythm that matches the pulse pounding in her own loins. "Please let me make it better."
As she speaks, Rebecca begins to move beneath you, arching her back and grinding against your hips. She moans loudly as their skin comes into contact, her pleasure obvious and delicious to watch for Annabelle. The sight of them together only serves to heighten Annabelle's desire, making it impossible for her not to become more involved in the act.