Yesterday, 11:45 PM
Our anniversary celebration erupted into a wild, loving chase, every moment laced with soul-deep intimacy. Radha bolted from the bed, giggling wickedly, the loose lace shorts sliding up to expose her round backside, Mike’s thick cum dripping down her thighs in creamy streaks as she darted toward the hallway. “Catch me if you can, darling!” she taunted, her almond eyes flashing with mischief, the ruffled bralette bouncing with her full breasts. I lunged after her, my manhood throbbing, and caught her in the hallway, ripping the loose lace shorts clean off in one savage tug, the fabric tearing with a satisfying rip as Mike’s cum splattered the floor. “Ram your filthy cock in my sloppy, cum-drenched cunt, darling!” Radha screamed, her nails digging into my shoulders as I pinned her against the wall, thrusting into her with fierce devotion, her core slick with Mike’s seed, the wet sounds obscene as I drove deep. “Mike fucked this whore-hole like a goddamn jackhammer—I begged ‘Stop, you fucking bastard, I’m cumming my brains out!’ when his fat, veiny dick made me squirt like a broken hose twice, then I howled ‘Pump your hot, sticky jizz in my fertile womb, breed your nasty slut!’” Her voice was filthy, dripping with depravity as she felt Mike’s thick cum churning inside her stretched pussy. “His creamy, scalding load’s sloshing and frothing in my wrecked, gaping fuck-tunnel—stir it up with your cock, make me your cum-dump wife! I love you so much for letting me be this filthy, cock-hungry slut—your hug after I thought I’d lost you makes me love you more, darling, please let me get fucked like this again!” I kissed her deeply, saying, “I love you, Radha, my kinky goddess—keep being this slut wife, it’s our love that makes it perfect.” My release flooded her, mixing with Mike’s in her womb.
She squirmed free, laughing, the torn shorts dangling from one ankle as she ran to the living room, Mike’s cum still leaking down her thighs. I chased her, ripping the ruffled bralette off her breasts in one brutal yank, the lace shredding as her dark nipples sprang free. I took her on all fours on the couch, the same spot where Mike had wrecked her. “He growled my cunt was tighter than a virgin’s,” she snarled, slamming back onto me, “that monster cock split my pussy until I screamed ‘No more, Mike, you’re ripping my fucking hole apart!’ but I came like a bitch in heat—then begged ‘Drown my guts in your thick, nasty spunk, fill this cheating whore’s sloppy snatch!’” Her words were vulgar fire, her core gushing with Mike’s cum. “His hot, gooey jizz is bubbling and farting out of my sloppy, ruined snatch—fuck it deeper, darling, turn me into your filthy cum-slut! I love you for loving my kinky side—your hug melted my fear, made me feel so safe, I love you more than ever, let me take more cocks with your blessing!” I stroked her face tenderly, murmuring, “You’re my everything, Radha—fuck whoever you want, I’ll love you through it all.”
She darted to the kitchen, the remnants of the bralette hanging in tatters, her breasts bouncing freely, cum trailing down her legs. I caught her against the counter, her legs wrapped around my waist as I thrust upward, the torn lace shorts now completely gone. “Pound this cum-soaked, dripping cunt like he did!” she wailed, “I was his anniversary fuck-toy—begging ‘Stop destroying my pussy, you animal!’ then ‘Blast your seed in my womb, make it leak like a broken faucet!’ Your hug saved me, darling—I love you more for it, let me do this again!” Mike’s cum splattered the floor as her orgasms exploded, our lips meeting in a soul-searing kiss.
Back in the bedroom, the shredded lace scattered like confetti, I carried her to the bed, thrusting with primal love. “Feel his scalding, sticky cum in my ruined, gaping fuck-hole!” she roared, her voice raw and obscene, her hands cupping my face, “He hammered my cunt until I begged to stop, then begged ‘Flood this stretched, sloppy pussy with your nasty, thick load!’—now your cock’s churning his creamy, frothy mess into a goddamn milkshake! I love you so fucking much for letting me be this depraved, cock-addicted whore—your hug after I was terrified of being caught made me feel so cherished, I love you more than anything!” Her orgasms peaked endlessly, her body convulsing, the bed soaked with our mingled filth. “I love your kinky heart, Radha,” I groaned, spanking her harder, our eyes locked in devotion, “keep being my slut wife—fuck whoever you want, I’ll always support you, because you’re my soul.” I released again and again, my cum flooding her womb, blending with Mike’s in a torrent of devotion, pumping into her until we were both spent, the night stretching into hours of unrelenting passion, every thrust a vow of eternal love.
We collapsed together on the bed, the torn black lace ruffle bralette and shorts scattered around us, her breath ragged, her light brown skin slick with sweat, her core leaking a thick blend of our essences, pooling on the sheets. I pulled her into my arms, our bodies entwined in a tender cuddle, her head resting on my chest, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her back as we basked in the afterglow. The scent of our mingled passion filled the air, her heartbeat syncing with mine, our love a quiet, burning flame. “Radha, my filthy goddess,” I murmured, kissing her forehead, “invite Mike for dinner this weekend. I’ll take a couple of shots, act drunk, and ‘pass out’ on the couch. You tease him—make those tits jiggle, let him think I’m asleep. I want to watch him rub your panties, slip his fingers inside your wet married pussy, spank that round ass while you moan and scream to tease me more.” Radha’s eyes lit up with wicked delight, her body shivering with excitement against mine. “Oh, darling, you dirty bastard,” she purred, her voice thick with lust, “I’ll make him finger-fuck my sloppy cunt right in front of you, scream like a whore while he spanks my ass red. Your cock will leak watching your slut wife get teased senseless.”
The very next morning, still tangled in the sheets, Radha grabbed her phone with a mischievous grin, her almond eyes gleaming as she dialed Mike’s number on speaker, her naked body pressed against mine, Mike’s dried cum still crusted on her thighs. “Mike, baby,” she purred into the phone, her voice dripping with filthy recollection, “remember how you wrecked my pussy just hours ago? That massive cock of yours stretching my tight married cunt until I screamed ‘Stop, you’re ripping me apart!’—then I begged you to flood my womb with your hot, thick jizz like the nasty slut I am.” Mike groaned on the other end, his voice rough with arousal, “Fuck, Radha, your core gripped me so tight—I pounded you until you squirted twice, then pumped every drop into your fertile womb, watching it leak out.” Radha laughed wickedly, her fingers tracing my chest as she continued, “And right after you left, I made love to my darling husband—his cock sliding into my sloppy, cum-filled pussy without him suspecting a thing, his seed mixing with yours while I moaned his name. He loved every second, thinking it was just us.”
I kissed her neck, whispering my request into her ear, and she relayed it with a sultry smile: “Darling just asked me to invite you for dinner this Saturday—says he wants to celebrate with his favorite scotch. Bring a bottle of that Glenfiddich 18, the one I know you keep in your office. We’ll get him nice and drunk, let him ‘pass out’ on the couch… and then we can get lucky again, right under his nose. I’ll wear something slutty, tease you until you can’t hold back, and fuck me senseless while he ‘sleeps’ nearby.” Mike chuckled darkly, “You filthy whore—I’ll bring the scotch, pound that cheating pussy raw again, fill you up so full it drips onto the couch. Tell your husband I’m looking forward to it.” Radha moaned softly, “Mmm, yes—make me scream, Mike. My hubby will love the show without knowing.” She hung up, curling into me with a wicked grin, “He’s in, darling. This weekend will be pure chaos.”
She squirmed free, laughing, the torn shorts dangling from one ankle as she ran to the living room, Mike’s cum still leaking down her thighs. I chased her, ripping the ruffled bralette off her breasts in one brutal yank, the lace shredding as her dark nipples sprang free. I took her on all fours on the couch, the same spot where Mike had wrecked her. “He growled my cunt was tighter than a virgin’s,” she snarled, slamming back onto me, “that monster cock split my pussy until I screamed ‘No more, Mike, you’re ripping my fucking hole apart!’ but I came like a bitch in heat—then begged ‘Drown my guts in your thick, nasty spunk, fill this cheating whore’s sloppy snatch!’” Her words were vulgar fire, her core gushing with Mike’s cum. “His hot, gooey jizz is bubbling and farting out of my sloppy, ruined snatch—fuck it deeper, darling, turn me into your filthy cum-slut! I love you for loving my kinky side—your hug melted my fear, made me feel so safe, I love you more than ever, let me take more cocks with your blessing!” I stroked her face tenderly, murmuring, “You’re my everything, Radha—fuck whoever you want, I’ll love you through it all.”
She darted to the kitchen, the remnants of the bralette hanging in tatters, her breasts bouncing freely, cum trailing down her legs. I caught her against the counter, her legs wrapped around my waist as I thrust upward, the torn lace shorts now completely gone. “Pound this cum-soaked, dripping cunt like he did!” she wailed, “I was his anniversary fuck-toy—begging ‘Stop destroying my pussy, you animal!’ then ‘Blast your seed in my womb, make it leak like a broken faucet!’ Your hug saved me, darling—I love you more for it, let me do this again!” Mike’s cum splattered the floor as her orgasms exploded, our lips meeting in a soul-searing kiss.
Back in the bedroom, the shredded lace scattered like confetti, I carried her to the bed, thrusting with primal love. “Feel his scalding, sticky cum in my ruined, gaping fuck-hole!” she roared, her voice raw and obscene, her hands cupping my face, “He hammered my cunt until I begged to stop, then begged ‘Flood this stretched, sloppy pussy with your nasty, thick load!’—now your cock’s churning his creamy, frothy mess into a goddamn milkshake! I love you so fucking much for letting me be this depraved, cock-addicted whore—your hug after I was terrified of being caught made me feel so cherished, I love you more than anything!” Her orgasms peaked endlessly, her body convulsing, the bed soaked with our mingled filth. “I love your kinky heart, Radha,” I groaned, spanking her harder, our eyes locked in devotion, “keep being my slut wife—fuck whoever you want, I’ll always support you, because you’re my soul.” I released again and again, my cum flooding her womb, blending with Mike’s in a torrent of devotion, pumping into her until we were both spent, the night stretching into hours of unrelenting passion, every thrust a vow of eternal love.
We collapsed together on the bed, the torn black lace ruffle bralette and shorts scattered around us, her breath ragged, her light brown skin slick with sweat, her core leaking a thick blend of our essences, pooling on the sheets. I pulled her into my arms, our bodies entwined in a tender cuddle, her head resting on my chest, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her back as we basked in the afterglow. The scent of our mingled passion filled the air, her heartbeat syncing with mine, our love a quiet, burning flame. “Radha, my filthy goddess,” I murmured, kissing her forehead, “invite Mike for dinner this weekend. I’ll take a couple of shots, act drunk, and ‘pass out’ on the couch. You tease him—make those tits jiggle, let him think I’m asleep. I want to watch him rub your panties, slip his fingers inside your wet married pussy, spank that round ass while you moan and scream to tease me more.” Radha’s eyes lit up with wicked delight, her body shivering with excitement against mine. “Oh, darling, you dirty bastard,” she purred, her voice thick with lust, “I’ll make him finger-fuck my sloppy cunt right in front of you, scream like a whore while he spanks my ass red. Your cock will leak watching your slut wife get teased senseless.”
The very next morning, still tangled in the sheets, Radha grabbed her phone with a mischievous grin, her almond eyes gleaming as she dialed Mike’s number on speaker, her naked body pressed against mine, Mike’s dried cum still crusted on her thighs. “Mike, baby,” she purred into the phone, her voice dripping with filthy recollection, “remember how you wrecked my pussy just hours ago? That massive cock of yours stretching my tight married cunt until I screamed ‘Stop, you’re ripping me apart!’—then I begged you to flood my womb with your hot, thick jizz like the nasty slut I am.” Mike groaned on the other end, his voice rough with arousal, “Fuck, Radha, your core gripped me so tight—I pounded you until you squirted twice, then pumped every drop into your fertile womb, watching it leak out.” Radha laughed wickedly, her fingers tracing my chest as she continued, “And right after you left, I made love to my darling husband—his cock sliding into my sloppy, cum-filled pussy without him suspecting a thing, his seed mixing with yours while I moaned his name. He loved every second, thinking it was just us.”
I kissed her neck, whispering my request into her ear, and she relayed it with a sultry smile: “Darling just asked me to invite you for dinner this Saturday—says he wants to celebrate with his favorite scotch. Bring a bottle of that Glenfiddich 18, the one I know you keep in your office. We’ll get him nice and drunk, let him ‘pass out’ on the couch… and then we can get lucky again, right under his nose. I’ll wear something slutty, tease you until you can’t hold back, and fuck me senseless while he ‘sleeps’ nearby.” Mike chuckled darkly, “You filthy whore—I’ll bring the scotch, pound that cheating pussy raw again, fill you up so full it drips onto the couch. Tell your husband I’m looking forward to it.” Radha moaned softly, “Mmm, yes—make me scream, Mike. My hubby will love the show without knowing.” She hung up, curling into me with a wicked grin, “He’s in, darling. This weekend will be pure chaos.”
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