1. Being Husband


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    she sucked hard on her male's scrotal sac. Fredi was in ecstacy, groaning wildly as Nadia's tongue played with his testicles. After a few minutes of this, during which - to my amazement - Frederico's cock seemed to lengthen and fill out yet another inch, Nadia lay down on the bed, opened her legs, and guided her man into her body. I watched paralysed with lust as the gigantic male member nudged open my wife's cunt, and then began to disappear from sight inside her. Suddenly Frederico seemed to lose control. He began to rut like a desperate a****l, thrusting his weapon again and again up Nadia's slippery hole. Faster and faster he fucked her. Nadia looked elated. &#034Yes, yes. Do it to me. Fuck me. Make me cum. Spunk me Fredi, I want you,&#034 she moaned. Within seconds Fredi was doing as invited and ejaculating his spunk into my wife. He really shoved hard at Nadia as he came, holding her shoulders down on the bed as he delivered his load into her, her tits wobbling and rippling with each male orgasmic thrust. In a way it was a beautiful sight, but I was an emotional wreck, and I could feel my own little cock trying and failing to grow beyond about three or four inches inside the imprisoning panti-girdle. Somewhere deep inside of me a very small part of my ego was still alive and wanted to fight for Nadia, but mainly I felt crushed and defeated. Fredi had fucked Nadia, but Nadia had fucked my mind, my soul. She had shown me that she could do anything she wanted to me, ...
    humiliate me in any way she liked, rob me of my manhood, and yet _still_ I would love her, depend upon her, crawl to her. I felt almost as if Nadia had tricked me into allowing her to cut my balls off, yet somehow I was proud of her for doing that to me. What a woman, what a goddess! I had sold my soul to her and I was glad about it. I only wanted to discover more of life with this wonderful woman. What else could she possibly dream up for our marriage? Whatever it might be I was going to give it a chance! Being Nadia's Husband - Part Four by The English Cuckold I was (quite literally) in a state of shock. I had just been f***ed to witness my bride being taken by her virile, latin lover. Frederico had finished with her for now. Lazily and full of manly confidence he withdrew his still huge and well lubricated cock from up my wife. I watched intently, noting every thick globule of spunk on his shiny knob as it reappeared from within Nadia's shapely body. When he stood up, leaving Nadia prone on our honeymoon bed, his member bounced in the air before him, still about three-quarters erect, and enjoying the freedom which my own pathetic willy was denied, being held tightly confined inside the new, over-small sized panti-girdle my wife had made me buy earlier that day. I had a sudden horrible thought that maybe the girdle had been Fredi's idea, and probably the belt too, which held my wrists together before me. I was trussed like a turkey, and almost felt like I'd been slaughtered. ...
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