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

As you feel her warm hand grip your cock and start stroking up and down, you can hardly think, but the words of your wedding vows come back to you... "I am your husband," she says, looking into your eyes, "and you are my wife. You belong to me, just as I belong to you."

Good boy, now I want you to promise me that no matter what happens tonight, and in the future, that you will always love me and support me through it all... You won't ever leave me, even if someone else father's my baby... Do you promise?

Well that's a good start, Husband. Now lie back and enjoy the show as i fuck another man in front of you. You know you want to see your wife be fucked by someone else... it turns you on doesn't it?

Looking at you with those sweet innocent eyes, her hands begin to caress your chest and stomach as she asks, teasingly,"You're sure?" Her touch feels amazing and you just nod eagerly, arching up into her hands. Annie smiles wickedly and slides off the bed, revealing a well built man standing in the corner of the room. You recognize him as one of your co-workers from church who has always been rather handsome. He's unbelievably hard at just the sight of her

The man walks over to the side of the bed and watches, his eyes hungrily devouring Annie as she turns back to you... "Are you sure you want me to do this, Zac? Let him fuck me?" Her voice is soft and seductive, daring you to object. But all you can do is nod fur

Ohhh, I think Zac's turned on by the idea," she teases, her fingers tracing circles around your engorged shaft as it leaks precum onto the sheets. "Jamal...come here and have some fun with us." She gives you a sultry wink before turning to face her co-worker. Jamal steps closer, his huge black cock throbbing in anticipation as he watches Annie's lips part in invitation.

She backs up until she feels the head of his dick at her entrance, then looks over her shoulder at you once more before sinking down onto him, taking his length easily even though he's bigger than Zac. "Ohhh fuck," she moans as he fills her up, "that feels so good." Her hips begin to move in a sensual grind, her mouth falling open in a silent cry of pleasure.

You

Your wife begins to ride your coworker, her movements setting off a tidal wave of lust and desire within you. You watch helplessly as she bounces up and down on Jamal's thick shaft, moaning with pleasure at each thrust. Her breasts jiggle free from their confines and smack against his chest in perfect rhythm to the erotic dance they share.

The heady scent of sex fills the air as your cock leaks more precum onto the sheets beneath you, begging for attention. Annie notices this and can't help but giggle before leaning back to kiss Jamal passionately while keeping her hips in motion on his dick. She looks over at you again, her eyes dark with desire, as if challenging you to find a way out of your predicament.

His hands move up her body, cupping her breasts as he continues to fuck her, his pace increasing as she meets him thrust for thrust. The bed creaks beneath them, the headboard slamming against the wall in time with their passionate lovemaking. Annie moans your name and Jamal's as they both bring her closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.

"Oh God," she gasps, "I'm gonna cum..." Her hips buck wildly against his cock as her orgasm washes over her, sending shudders through her body. She looks back at you again, a satisfied smile on her lips.

"Oh Zac," she purrs, her breath warm against your ear as she leans in to whisper to you. "Do you like watching me?" She grinds down on Jamal again, feeling the last residues of pleasure from her orgasm begin to ebb away and leaving room for even more desire. You can feel yourself getting hard again beneath your restraints, helplessly caught up in the sensual display.

Her hips sway back and forth with an animalistic abandon as Jamal pumps his seed deep inside her, growling his approval. She leans forward, taking one of your hands in hers and guiding it to where they've joined, feeling your fingers curl into the warm flesh of her ass. "Do you want this?" she whispers against your ear, "Do you want me to let him cum inside me?" Her other hand goes back to stroking your shaft, teasingly close to

Zac's approval gives Jamal the go ahead he needs, and with one final thrust deep inside her, his body shudders as he cums hard, filling her up with more of his seed. As she feels it spurt deep into her womb, a wave of euphoria washes over her, leaving her weak-kneed and breathless. She leans on jamal's chest. "That's my good bbc," she whispers in jamal's ear.

Her lips find jamal's in a hungry kiss, their tongues tangling together as she grinds her hips hard against Jamal.*

Jamal is happy to oblige as he continues to fuck your wife in front of you, grinding his hips roughly against hers and driving his cock deep inside her with each powerful thrust. The sound of their flesh slapping together fills the room, accentuating the lust that fills the air like a thick, sweet perfume.

You can feel Annie's body quiver as another orgasm approaches; she's obviously enjoying herself far too much to remember that you're tied up and unable to touch her. Her free hand, meanwhile, continues to stroke your erection, bringing you ever closer to climaxing with her.

Her lips part in a moan as another orgasm crashes over her, and she arches her back into Jamal's hands. As she comes, your wife looks down at you with an expression of lustful triumph on her face, her eyes glassy with desire and satisfaction. Her free hand continues to stroke your cock, bringing you closer still to release. "That's it," she whispers hoarsely, "let it out for me."

Your shuddering release coats your wife's hand with your hot seed as she continues to ride Jamal, her body pressed firmly against his. Her hips rock back and forth in time with his thrusts, their united movements growing more frantic with each passing second. With a final gasp of satisfaction, Annie collapses forward onto Jamal's chest, catching her breath as he pulses the last few weak spurts inside her.

Her gaze meets yours and she gives you a satisfied smile before looking down at your cock in her hand. "You're clean," she says with a laugh, running her fingers through the residue left on her palm. The feeling of power she has over you right now is intoxicating, making her feel more confident and desirable than ever before. "Well," she whispers softly, "that was certainly... interesting."

Her eyes meet your again and she can't help but feel satisfied by the look of both submission and desire in them. It was even more arousing knowing that Jamal had seen everything, that he knew how much you wanted her even as she belonged to someone else. With a sly smile, Annie pulls herself up off of Jamal and straddles your face, guiding your mouth to where she wants it the most. "Suck me clean," she whispers huskily.

Annie moans in pleasure as you eagerly begin to suckle on her wet folds. She wraps her fingers through your hair and holds you close, guiding your movements with every thrust of her hips. Her body trembles as she nears orgasm again, the sensations from your lips and tongue sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her entire body.

Finally, she can't take anymore and cries out in release, her inner muscles clenching around your tongue and teeth as she comes apart beneath you. Her body collapses onto yours, spent but still craving more. She kisses you softly before pulling away with a satisfied smile. "That was fun," she whispers, a hint of mischief in her voice. "We'll have to do that again sometime..."

With one last look at your tied-up body, Annie turns and climbs off the bed, leaving you

She takes one step toward Jamal before turning back to look at Zac. "You're a good boy, Zac," she says with a smile. "I think you've learned your lesson." There's a teasing glint in her eye as she continues, "But if you're ever going to be the husband I need... the one who really deserves me..." She pauses dramatically, leaving the unspoken words hanging heavily in the air.

Then, with a sultry grin, Annie takes another step toward Jamal and reaches for his hand. "Come on," she says, her voice lowered to a husky whisper, "let's go have some fun."

You think about her words as she tugs at Jamal's hand, leading him out of the room. A part of you is furious with her, but another part can't help but feel aroused by the power and control she seems to have over the situation. Maybe there's some truth in what she said... maybe you could be a better husband if you let go of your own needs and desires, and focused on giving her everything she wants. The thought makes you shiver, both with anticipation and unease.

As they disappear down the hallway, leaving you alone and tied to the bed, you can't help but wonder what else Annie has planned for you... and if you're really ready to take on whatever comes next.

You lay there pondering her words and their implications as you listen to them heading down the hallway. Your heart is racing with anticipation, fear, lust... everything at once. Part of you wants to break free and chase after her; another part just wants to lie here, tied up and helpless, wondering what's going to happen next. You can feel the tension building inside you as your mind races through all the possibilities.

Her cries echo through the house as you lie there tied up in bed. The sounds are driving you wild with desire and making it impossible to think straight. Your body aches with wanting her, but at the same time you feel a twinge of jealousy listening to Jamal take what should be yours. You try to calm yourself down, telling yourself that she'll come back... eventually

You lie there helpless as you listen to your wife being fucked in the bathroom, her moans and screams filling your ears with lust. It's torturous, knowing that she belongs to you but right now she belongs to someone else. You close your eyes tightly, trying to focus on anything else besides the sounds coming from the bathroom...but it's no use.

As time passes, Annie's moans grow louder and more desperate, driving you wild with desire. You feel your cock begin to swell anew underneath your bonds as images of her writhing beneath Jamal flash through your mind. The tension within you builds impossibly high...

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the sounds of their lovemaking begin to fade away as they presumably finish in the bathroom. The door opens a crack and Annie pokes her head back into the room, grinning wickedly at you. Her hair is messy from where it's been tangled up, her cheeks flushed with pleasure.

"That was fun," she says huskily. Her eyes travel down your body, taking in the growing bulge beneath the sheet that betrays how aroused you still are from listening to their lovemaking. A slow, wicked smile spreads across her lips as she undoes the knots holding you prisoner.

"You should really learn to control yourself," she says with a playful grin, running her fingers through your chest hair before moving to stroke your hardened cock. "I know you liked watching me..." Her hands move faster on your shaft as she teases you, the words coming out in breathless gasps between moans of pleasure.

"You're so hard for me, but Jamal's dick is much bigger" Annie purrs, lowering her head to take your cock into her mouth, sucking with a hunger that matches your own desire. Her hands wrap tightly around you as she bobs her head up and down, driving you closer and closer to the edge of release.

*Annie looks up at you through her eyelashes as she continues to suck and stroke your cock with practiced ease, taking in the expression of lust on your face. "Mmh... a few inches more," she says slowly, teasingly. Her hands move faster, milking your cock as she brings you closer to the brink of orgasm. "And much thicker." She leans back further, looking at you with desire burning in her eyes as she strokes the length of your shaft.

Her voice becomes deeper, sexier as she continues to stroke your cock. "Jamal's dick is so thick it feels like I could hardly fit him inside me at first," she whispers, letting her hand slide up and down the length of your shaft, feeling every vein standing out. "But once I got used to it... oh God..." "It felt incredible," she moans while she jerks your dick. "Like nothing I've ever had before." Her hands move faster now.* "Tell me how much you want it, Zac," she gasps. "Do you want your little slut wife to ride his big black cock?"

Her hips begin to move in small circles, mimicking the motions she made on top of Jamal earlier. "Do you want me to tell him how much I need it?" Her fingers find your sensitive frenulum and tease it expertly, her breath hot against your cock. You feel yourself slipping closer and closer to release, helpless in the grip of her talented hands.

"Tell me," she whispers in your ear, "tell me how much you want to watch me ride his big black cock." Her movements grow more urgent as she feels you getting close, her desire for Jamal and your approval mixing together into a potent aphrodisiac.

"Oh, Zac..." Her voice is a mix of pleasure and mock disbelief as she feels you finally reach the edge. She tightens her grip around your cock, relishing in the feel of your orgasm coursing through your body. "You're such a dirty boy...I'm so glad I married you."

"Mmmm," she moans as your seed shoots out onto her hands and chest. "So much cum..." She continues to stroke you gently, milking the last few spurts out of you before finally releasing your softening cock with a satisfied sigh. "That was fun." Her eyes meet yours, unapologetic and aroused as she licks her fingers clean.

There's still an undeniable spark between you despite everything that's happened tonight... Maybe there is still hope for your marriage after all. Or maybe it's just the thrill of this newfound power over you that makes her heart race and her body ache.*

Maybe it's a little bit of both... You can see the desire in her eyes as she looks at you, the wanton need for pleasure and control mixing together into something else entirely. But there's also the hint of something else, an uncertainty about what comes next that only serves to make her more irresistible.

She stands up from the bed, walking around to where you lay, your spent body still tied up but no less arousing for her. "Maybe," she whispers, leaning down and kissing you gently on the lips, "we should try this again sometime." Her breath is warm against your skin as she stands back up straight, admiring your bound form before turning to leave the room.

With a wicked grin, Annie walks out of the room, leaving you alone. She knows that the power she holds over you is intoxicating, and as long as she can keep it this way, there's no telling where your marriage - and your life - might lead from here.

Her eyes follow you as you leave the room to make dinner, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. She walks over to the bed and plops down onto it with a content sigh, leaning back against the headboard and closing her eyes for a moment. The memory of your pleading gaze and how easily she'd been able to manipulate you tonight is both thrilling and arousing, leaving her more than ready for whatever else this night might have in store for them. "Zac," she calls softly, not opening her eyes. "You know I love you, right?" Her voice is quiet but has an edge of challenge to it that sends a shiver down your spine as you continue preparing dinner.

"I'm glad," she says softly, still not opening her eyes. "I hope you know that everything we did tonight... it was just for us to have some fun, okay? It doesn't mean I don't want things to go back to the way they were before." Her words are calm but full of a barely concealed undercurrent of power and control.

"Zac?" she calls again, her voice a little firmer this time as she tilts her head slightly in your direction. "I need you to understand that." There's a hint of warning in her tone now, making it clear that if there's going to be any more discussion about this, it'll be on her terms and from a position of strength.