I’m on my knees, my heart pounding as I watch her from the doorway. Her blonde hair cascades down her back, the wavy strands catching the light as she arches her back, her round ass lifted high in the air. She’s wearing that shiny purple satin shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease, her perky tits peeking out, nipples hard and pink. Her stockings are sheer, thigh-high, with seams that draw my eyes up to her thick thighs, her legs spread wide, ready for him. I can see her pink pussy, puffy and glistening, her inner lips slightly visible, and I know he’s going to take her from behind, to make her his. She’s looking at me, her eyes full of lust, her mouth slightly open, red lipstick smeared as she bites her lip. I’m her cuckold, her willing slave, and I’m going to watch as he fucks her, as he makes her scream my name.
Afternoon Delight: A Cuckold’s Fantasy
The bed creaks as he enters her, her ass jiggling with each thrust. I can hear her moans, her breathy whimpers as he takes her, as he claims her. I’m hard, my cock straining against my pants, but I don’t touch it. I’m not allowed to. I’m here to watch, to serve, to be her cuckold. And as he fucks her, as he makes her his, I know I’m the luckiest man alive.