04-03-2023, 05:59 PM
Chapter 2 - The Best Friend - Jacqueline - Continued
I woke up in a daze. I had forgotten the events of the day before till I looked over and saw Jacqueline's shapely body in bed next to me, peacefully asleep. Peaceful now that she had been well-fucked. I rolled out of bed and got started on my day. I got the paper and sat down at the dinner table.
Now that my balls were emptier than they were, I was able to think clearly. I had to wonder how I was going to be able to keep this up. How was I going to be able to balance two affairs behind my wife's back without either my wife or my two sluts finding out? I knew I was playing with fire here, and if I wasn't careful, I would get burned.
I was shocked out of my thoughts by a ringing. The phone was ringing. I started to stand up when the ringing stopped. From my bedroom, I heard a voice. Holy crap! Jacqueline picked up the phone. I could hear her voice echoing down the hallway.
"Hey, what's up?" she said. I could only hear her side of the conversation.
"Yeah, I figured Gaurav would be lonely, so I figured we'd meet up for breakfast."
"Well, we haven't eaten yet. So, how's home?"
"Well, don't feel bad. She's always kind of a bitch. That's the impression I always got from her whenever we've been around each other. How's your mom?" I admired how she could stay so calm while talking to the woman whose man she stole.
"Ha-ha, I love Kelly. Well, do you want to talk to hubby?" I heard my bedroom door open.
"Okay, let me go get him. Love ya girl." As Jacqueline emerged, she adjusted her top as she said bye to my wife. As she walked into the kitchen, I realized what she was wearing. She was wearing a tight yellow blouse, one of Priya's. I looked down and noted the jeans she was wearing were Priya's as well. Priya did not have the curves that Jacqueline had, so Jacqueline's body was testing the clothes limits. Her tits were overfilling the blouse, threatening to spill out. Her ass was bursting to be free of the tight jeans. I could tell she was wearing one of Priya's bras as it could barely cope with the stress her massive tits were exerting. I could see her tits overfill the cups of the bra, her flesh spilling over the edges. It couldn't possibly be comfortable. It was simply for my benefit.
I made small talk with my wife on the phone as I watched Jacqueline prance her body around me, taunting me. I listened to my wife tell me what a pain in the ass Kareena was being, but that only turned me on. It was awful, but I loved how much of a bitch Kareena was to her sister. I was clearly distracted as I watched Jacqueline start cooking us breakfast with her back to me. I watched her bouncing her leg, causing her perfect ass to jiggle. I was hypnotized by this sight. I quickly ended the conversation with Priya and tossed the phone on the table. I stood up, walked behind Jacqueline, reached around her and cupped her tits with my hands. I started to grind my now throbbing cock between her ass-cheeks. I started kissing and sucking her neck.
"So, since your wife is gone for a few more days, I figured I would take her place here till she gets back. I'll be your substitute wife. I'll take care of all the wifely duties around here. The cooking. The cleaning. The sex. I'll be the wife you wish you had." Jacqueline stated.
I was by no means a misogynist. I admired women who were independent and didn't require a man to feel successful. I by no means needed to have a wife to cook and clean for me. But for some reason, Jacqueline willingly accepting and vowing to be that kind of woman drove me wild.
I started to squeeze her tits roughly, nearly ripping the blouse. In my fervor, I reached into her blouse and roughly pulled her tits out, causing the top to rip a bit, ruining my wife's blouse. I reached down and roughly pulled her jeans down to her thighs, revealing her bare ass. I took my dick out of pants, bent her over the counter, and started to push my dick slowly up her asshole again.
"Do it! Fuck me!" Jacqueline said, as horny as I was. What proceeded there was the most violent fucking I had ever been a part of. I had my wife's slutty best friend bent over the counter of kitchen, driving my dick up her ass as hard as I could. As I fucked her, I drove her until she was mostly on top of the counter, my dick still buried inside her. I don't know why I was so wild this time. Before I started fucking Kareena, I had never been like this. But now, I was an absolute monster. A cursing, rutting beast. I feared what I was becoming.
I pushed those thoughts to the back of my head. All I cared about now was the sensation of my cock inside Jacqueline's spectacular ass. I drove into her as hard as I could, the need to cum dominating my thoughts. Soon, I could feel the end coming. I was close and I could tell she was close as well. With a roar like a lion, I forced my entire dick deep inside her ass and let go. My cum burst out of my cock into her ass. It was almost painful it was so good. Jacqueline screamed as she came, hurting my ears. But I didn't care. I was too lost in the pleasure to give a shit. I collapsed onto the counter on top of her, my cock still inside her, my balls empty.
"I love you, hubby." Jacqueline said.
"I love you too." I said, kissing her cheek.
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I woke up in a daze. I had forgotten the events of the day before till I looked over and saw Jacqueline's shapely body in bed next to me, peacefully asleep. Peaceful now that she had been well-fucked. I rolled out of bed and got started on my day. I got the paper and sat down at the dinner table.
Now that my balls were emptier than they were, I was able to think clearly. I had to wonder how I was going to be able to keep this up. How was I going to be able to balance two affairs behind my wife's back without either my wife or my two sluts finding out? I knew I was playing with fire here, and if I wasn't careful, I would get burned.
I was shocked out of my thoughts by a ringing. The phone was ringing. I started to stand up when the ringing stopped. From my bedroom, I heard a voice. Holy crap! Jacqueline picked up the phone. I could hear her voice echoing down the hallway.
"Hey, what's up?" she said. I could only hear her side of the conversation.
"Yeah, I figured Gaurav would be lonely, so I figured we'd meet up for breakfast."
"Well, we haven't eaten yet. So, how's home?"
"Well, don't feel bad. She's always kind of a bitch. That's the impression I always got from her whenever we've been around each other. How's your mom?" I admired how she could stay so calm while talking to the woman whose man she stole.
"Ha-ha, I love Kelly. Well, do you want to talk to hubby?" I heard my bedroom door open.
"Okay, let me go get him. Love ya girl." As Jacqueline emerged, she adjusted her top as she said bye to my wife. As she walked into the kitchen, I realized what she was wearing. She was wearing a tight yellow blouse, one of Priya's. I looked down and noted the jeans she was wearing were Priya's as well. Priya did not have the curves that Jacqueline had, so Jacqueline's body was testing the clothes limits. Her tits were overfilling the blouse, threatening to spill out. Her ass was bursting to be free of the tight jeans. I could tell she was wearing one of Priya's bras as it could barely cope with the stress her massive tits were exerting. I could see her tits overfill the cups of the bra, her flesh spilling over the edges. It couldn't possibly be comfortable. It was simply for my benefit.
I made small talk with my wife on the phone as I watched Jacqueline prance her body around me, taunting me. I listened to my wife tell me what a pain in the ass Kareena was being, but that only turned me on. It was awful, but I loved how much of a bitch Kareena was to her sister. I was clearly distracted as I watched Jacqueline start cooking us breakfast with her back to me. I watched her bouncing her leg, causing her perfect ass to jiggle. I was hypnotized by this sight. I quickly ended the conversation with Priya and tossed the phone on the table. I stood up, walked behind Jacqueline, reached around her and cupped her tits with my hands. I started to grind my now throbbing cock between her ass-cheeks. I started kissing and sucking her neck.
"So, since your wife is gone for a few more days, I figured I would take her place here till she gets back. I'll be your substitute wife. I'll take care of all the wifely duties around here. The cooking. The cleaning. The sex. I'll be the wife you wish you had." Jacqueline stated.
I was by no means a misogynist. I admired women who were independent and didn't require a man to feel successful. I by no means needed to have a wife to cook and clean for me. But for some reason, Jacqueline willingly accepting and vowing to be that kind of woman drove me wild.
I started to squeeze her tits roughly, nearly ripping the blouse. In my fervor, I reached into her blouse and roughly pulled her tits out, causing the top to rip a bit, ruining my wife's blouse. I reached down and roughly pulled her jeans down to her thighs, revealing her bare ass. I took my dick out of pants, bent her over the counter, and started to push my dick slowly up her asshole again.
"Do it! Fuck me!" Jacqueline said, as horny as I was. What proceeded there was the most violent fucking I had ever been a part of. I had my wife's slutty best friend bent over the counter of kitchen, driving my dick up her ass as hard as I could. As I fucked her, I drove her until she was mostly on top of the counter, my dick still buried inside her. I don't know why I was so wild this time. Before I started fucking Kareena, I had never been like this. But now, I was an absolute monster. A cursing, rutting beast. I feared what I was becoming.
I pushed those thoughts to the back of my head. All I cared about now was the sensation of my cock inside Jacqueline's spectacular ass. I drove into her as hard as I could, the need to cum dominating my thoughts. Soon, I could feel the end coming. I was close and I could tell she was close as well. With a roar like a lion, I forced my entire dick deep inside her ass and let go. My cum burst out of my cock into her ass. It was almost painful it was so good. Jacqueline screamed as she came, hurting my ears. But I didn't care. I was too lost in the pleasure to give a shit. I collapsed onto the counter on top of her, my cock still inside her, my balls empty.
"I love you, hubby." Jacqueline said.
"I love you too." I said, kissing her cheek.
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