Chapter 4: Climax
A soft, sultry moan escaped Maggie's lips as she pulled away from Cindy's glistening pussy, her face a wet mess of her best friend's cum and Eric's semen. She could feel the sticky mixture dripping down her chin, coating her neck, and she reveled in the sensation, her own pussy throbbing with need. Cindy's eyes were locked onto Maggie's, a smug smile playing on her lips as she looked down at her handiwork.
"You look like a fucking mess, cuckquean," she taunted, her voice dripping with disdain. "Your face is covered in my pussy juices and your husband's cum. Isn't that right, Eric?" Cindy asked, turning her attention to Eric, who was still kneeling behind her, his cock hard and throbbing at the sight of Maggie's face.
"Yeah, that's right," Eric growled, his eyes locked onto Maggie's face, coated in Cindy's cum and his own. "You look fucking hot like that, Maggie.”
“But I bet your pussy is throbbing, isn't it? You're dying to be filled up, to have something to fucking fill that empty hole in you," Cindy taunted, her voice sultry as she reached down and ran a finger along Maggie's slit, making her gasp. "Tell me, cuckquean. Tell me how much you want to be fucked. Tell me how much you want to have something inside your tight little cunt."
Maggie could only whimper in response, her eyes locked onto Cindy's finger as it teased her pussy lips, spreading the wetness around.
“Sorry cuckquean, but filling your pussy hole will need to wait .” Cindy smirked, pulling her finger away, leaving Maggie throbbing and desperate. “Right now, I want Eric to worship my tits while you watch. I want you to see how much better they are than yours.” Cindy taunted, pushing her engorged breasts together, presenting them to Eric.
Eric didn't need to be told twice. He leaned in, his mouth watering at the sight of Cindy's ample cleavage. He latched onto one nipple, sucking it into his mouth, while his hands kneaded the other breast, his fingers rolling the hard bud between them.
Cindy let out a low moan, her head falling back as she arched into Eric's touch, her tits pushed firmly into his face. Maggie watched, her eyes wide with lust as she took in the sight of her husband's mouth on Cindy's tits, his hands squeezing and pinching at the soft flesh.
"Fuck, yeah," Cindy moaned, her fingers tangling in Eric's hair, holding him in place. "Suck my tits, Eric… Slut, what do you want to happen next?" Cindy asked, looking down at Maggie, who was still kneeling between her legs, her face a mess of Cindy's pussy juices and Eric's cum.
Maggie's eyes flicked up to meet Cindy's, her heart pounding in her chest as she imagined all the filthy things she wanted to happen next. "I want…. I want… Eric to spank me ," Maggie stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and excitement. Cindy raised an eyebrow, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"Spank you, huh? Alright, slut, but you're going to count each one, and thank me for it. Understand?" Maggie nodded, her heart pounding in her chest as she turned to Eric, who was still kneeling behind her, his cock hard and throbbing at the sight of her face.
"Get on your hands and knees, cuckquean," Cindy commanded, pushing Maggie down onto the bed.
Maggie quickly complied, her heart pounding in her chest as she presented her ass to Eric, her pussy throbbing with anticipation. Cindy turned to Eric, a wicked grin on her face. "Spank her, Eric. Make her ass red and sore. Make her feel it every time she sits down tomorrow." He raised his hand and brought it down hard on Maggie's ass, the sound of skin meeting skin echoing through the room. Maggie yelped, the sting of the slap radiating through her flesh.
"One, thank you, Cindy," she gasped, her pussy clenching at the unexpected pleasure-pain.
Eric's hand came down again, harder this time, leaving a red handprint on Maggie's ass. "Two, thank you, Cindy," she moaned, her hips bucking slightly.
Cindy let out a low laugh, enjoying the show. "Keep going, Eric. Make her count higher."
Eric obliged, his hand coming down again and again, each slap harder than the last. Maggie could feel her ass heating up, the sting building with each slap.
“How does it feel Eric, your wife on all four, naked as you spank her like the dumb horny bitch that she is?” Cindy taunted, her voice dripping with disdain as she watched Eric's hand come down on Maggie's ass again and again, leaving red handprints in its wake.
Maggie could feel the sting building with each slap, her ass hot and throbbing. She could feel her pussy getting wetter with each impact, her clit throbbing with need. She could hear the sound of Eric's hand meeting her flesh, the smack echoing through the room, followed by her own moans of pleasure-pain.
Cindy's voice cut through the air, sharp and cruel. "Look at you, Maggie. On your hands and knees, taking a spanking like a good little cuckquean. You must really love being humiliated, don't you? You must really love being treated like a piece of meat, your husband's cock and my pussy juices all over your face." Maggie could only whimper in response, her eyes locked onto the floor as Eric's hand came down again and again, each slap pushing her further into submission. "Say it, Maggie," Cindy demanded, her voice harsh. "Tell me how much you love being humiliated. Tell me how much you love being used." Maggie hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, but the words came tumbling out of her mouth, fueled by the sting of Eric's hand and the heat of her own desire. "I love it, Cindy. I love being humiliated. I love being used. I love being treated like a piece of meat. I love being your cuckquean, Cindy," Maggie panted, her ass stinging from Eric's relentless spanking. She could feel the wetness dripping down her thighs, her pussy throbbing with need. She needed more. "Good girl," she purred, her voice dripping with condescension. "Now, since you've been such a good little cuckquean, I think it's time for a reward.
Don't you, Eric?" Cindy asked, turning to Eric, who was still kneeling behind Maggie, his hand red from spanking her ass. He nodded, his eyes locked onto Maggie's ass, still tinged pink from his handprints.
"Good. Then I want you to fuck her, Eric. I want you to fuck your wife's tight little cunt while she licks my pussy clean.” Cindy commanded, her voice firm as she spread her legs wider, presenting her glistening pussy to Maggie.
"You heard me, slut. Get down there and lick my pussy clean. Taste your husband's cum inside me."
Maggie needed no further encouragement. She quickly moved between Cindy's legs, her eyes locked onto her best friend's pussy, swollen and slick with Eric's cum. She could smell the musky scent of their combined arousal, and it made her mouth water with anticipation.
"Fuck, yeah," Cindy moaned, her fingers tangling in Maggie's hair as she pulled her in closer. "Lick it up, cuckquean.
Clean my pussy with your tongue," Cindy commanded, her voice firm as she held Maggie's head in place, her fingers tangled in her hair. Maggie did as she was told, her tongue snaking out to lap at Cindy's pussy, tasting the mixture of her best friend's juices and Eric's cum. She could feel Cindy's clit throbbing against her tongue, and she knew that her best friend was enjoying this as much as she was.
Meanwhile, Eric positioned himself behind Maggie, his cock hard and throbbing at the sight of her ass, still pink from his earlier spanking.
He ran a hand over the heated flesh, making Maggie gasp and squirm, her mouth momentarily leaving Cindy's pussy.
"Fuck, Eric, don't tease me," Maggie moaned, her voice muffled by Cindy's pussy. "I need your cock inside me. I need you to fuck me hard."
Eric chuckled, his fingers finding Maggie's slit, spreading her wetness around. "You're so fucking wet, Maggie. Your pussy is dripping for me." He pushed two fingers inside her, making her moan and buck back against him.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Maggie. I can't wait to feel your pussy gripping my cock."
Maggie could only moan in response, her tongue working overtime on Cindy's clit, her own pussy throbbing with need. She could feel Eric's fingers stretching her, preparing her for his cock, and it only served to make her more desperate for him.
"She's ready, Cindy," Eric growled, his fingers slipping out of Maggie's pussy. "I'm going to fuck her now."
Cindy let out a low moan, her fingers tightening in Maggie's hair.
"Fuck, yeah, Eric. Fuck your wife's tight little cunt while she licks my pussy clean. Make her take that big cock of yours." Eric's hands gripped Maggie's hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he positioned himself at her entrance. Maggie could feel the fat head of his cock pressing against her, and she pushed back, desperate to feel him inside her.
"Fuck, Maggie, you're so eager," Eric chuckled, his voice strained with lust.
"You want my cock that bad, huh?" He slowly pushed himself inside her, inch by inch, filling her up completely. Maggie let out a low moan, her pussy stretching to accommodate his length.
"Oh god, Eric. You're so big," she gasped, her fingers digging into Cindy's thighs. Cindy just laughed, her fingers still tangled in Maggie's hair, holding her in place.
"Take it, cuckquean. Take your husband's big cock like a good little slut," Cindy taunted, pushing Maggie's face deeper into her pussy.
Eric began to move, his hips slapping against Maggie's ass as he fucked her hard and deep. Maggie could feel every inch of him, the thick ridge of his cock hitting her G-spot with each thrust. She moaned against Cindy's pussy, her tongue lapping at her best friend's clit, fucking her with her tongue as Eric fucked her from behind.
"Fuck, that feels so good," Eric groaned, his fingers digging into Maggie's hips as he pounded into her. "Your pussy is so fucking tight, Maggie. I love your pussy so much! Your such a good whore for my cock , aren't you, Maggie?" Eric grunted, his hips slamming against her ass, driving his cock deep inside her. Maggie could only moan in response, her tongue lapping at Cindy's clit, her own pussy throbbing with pleasure. She could feel the familiar warmth building in her core, her climax approaching with each thrust of Eric's cock.
Cindy's fingers tightened in Maggie's hair, her moans growing louder as Maggie's tongue worked her clit. "Fuck, yeah, Maggie. Lick my pussy, you dirty little cuckquean.
Make me come all over your face." Cindy's voice was firm, her fingers tangled in Maggie's hair, guiding her face to her best friend's pussy. Maggie eagerly complied, her tongue snaking out to lap at Cindy's swollen clit, tasting the mixture of her own juices and Eric's cum. She could feel Cindy's body tensing, her hips bucking against her face as she fucked herself on Maggie's tongue.
Meanwhile, Eric's cock was pistoning in and out of Maggie's pussy, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, punctuated by their moans and curses. Maggie could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around Eric's cock, desperate to milk him.
"Fuck, Maggie, your pussy's so tight. It's like a fucking vice around my cock," Eric grunted, his fingers digging into her hips, pulling her back onto him with each thrust.
"Fuck me harder, Eric. Make me come," Maggie moaned, her tongue never letting up on Cindy's clit.
Cindy's fingers tightened in Maggie's hair, her breathing ragged.
"Fuck, Maggie, I'm close. Make me come, you fucking slut." Maggie redoubled her efforts, her tongue lashing at Cindy's clit, her fingers reaching up to spread her best friend's pussy lips wide, giving her unfettered access to her most sensitive spot. Eric's cock was slamming into her, his hips meeting her ass with a force that made her cry out against Cindy's pussy. She could feel his balls slapping against her clit, each impact sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.
Cindy's moans grew louder, her body tensing as she approached her own climax. "Fuck, Maggie, I'm gonna come. Don't stop, don't stop!" she cried out, her fingers tangled in Maggie's hair, holding her in place. Eric's grunts grew louder, his hips slamming against Maggie's ass with increasing urgency. "Fuck, Maggie, I'm close too. I'm gonna come inside you, baby. You want that, don't you? You want me to fill you up with my cum?" he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, pulling her back onto him with each thrust. Maggie could only moan in response, her own orgasm building with each thrust of Eric's cock, each lash of her tongue against Cindy's clit. She could feel the familiar warmth spreading through her, her climax approaching faster than she thought possible. "Yes, Eric, yes! Come inside me.
Fill me up, Eric," Maggie moaned, her fingers digging into Cindy's thighs as she felt her own orgasm building. She could feel Eric's cock throbbing inside her, his hips slamming against her ass with increasing urgency. Lick my clit, baby. Make me come all over your face," Cindy moaned, her hips bucking against Maggie's tongue. Maggie could feel Eric's cock swelling inside her, his breath coming in hot, ragged gasps against her back.
Cindy's hips bucked against her face, her fingers tangled in her hair, holding her in place. "Fuck, Maggie, I'm coming!" Cindy screamed, her body convulsing as she came all over Maggie's face. The sensation of Cindy's orgasm, combined with the feel of Eric's cock throbbing inside her, sent Maggie over the edge. "Come inside me, Eric! Fill me up!" she screamed, her own orgasm ripping through her, her pussy clenching around his cock as he emptied himself inside her. Eric let out a guttural groan, his hips slamming against her ass one last time as he came, his cock pulsing inside her, filling her up completely. They stayed like that for a moment, Eric's cock still pulsing inside her, Cindy's body still convulsing against her face, the three of them locked in a sweaty, panting embrace.
Maggie could feel Eric's hot breath against her back, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Cindy's fingers were still tangled in her hair, her body limp and sated as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm.
Slowly, Eric pulled out of her, his cock glistening with their combined juices. Maggie let out a soft moan at the loss of him, her pussy throbbing and empty. Cindy, meanwhile, pushed Maggie's face away from her pussy, a satisfied smirk on her lips.
"That was fucking amazing, cuckquean," she purred, her voice husky with satisfaction. "But I'm not done with you yet."
Maggie looked up at her best friend, her eyes glazed over with lust and exhaustion. "What do you mean, Cindy? I can't... I can't take anymore," she panted, her body still trembling from her intense orgasm.
Cindy just laughed, a cold, cruel sound that sent a shiver down Maggie's spine. "Oh, I think you can, slut. I think you can take a lot more.
Besides, I promised Eric here that I'd show him how much of a whore you really are." Cindy turned to Eric, who was still kneeling behind Maggie, his cock semi-hard and glistening with their combined juices. "Isn't that right, Eric? You want to see your wife take more, don't you?"
Eric looked at Maggie, her face a mess of Cindy's pussy juices and his own cum, her body still trembling from her intense orgasm. He could see the exhaustion in her eyes, but also the hunger, the need for more.
He knew she was his cuckquean, that she craved this humiliation, this degradation. And he was going to give it to her, with Cindy's help.
"Yeah, I want to see her take more," Eric growled, his cock already hardening at the thought. "I want to see her used, fucked until she can't take anymore."
Cindy gave him a wicked grin, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Good boy, Eric. You're learning." She turned her attention back to Maggie, who was still kneeling before her, her body trembling with exhaustion and anticipation.
"You know, I've been thinking," Cindy said, her voice casual, as if they were discussing the weather. "I've been thinking about how much you love being used, being degraded. And I thought, why stop at just one cock, when you can have two?"
Maggie's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat. "Cindy, I... I don't know if I can... I mean, two cocks?" she stammered, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
"I've never... I mean, I don't know if I can handle two cocks at once."
Cindy let out a low laugh, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, cuckquean, you underestimate yourself. Besides, I'm not talking about some random strangers. I'm talking about someone you know, someone you trust." She turned to Eric, who was still kneeling behind Maggie, his cock already hardening at the thought of watching his wife get fucked by two people. "What do you say, Eric? You want to see your wife take two cocks at once?
You want to see her stretched out, filled up, fucked until she can't take anymore?" Cindy asked, her voice sultry as she ran a finger along Maggie's jaw, tilting her chin up to look at Eric.
Eric's breath hitched in his throat as he imagined the scene. His wife, his Maggie, spread out and filled up by two people at once. He could feel his cock hardening at the thought.
"Yes," he growled, his voice hoarse with lust. "I want to see it. I want to see my slut ty wife filled up by two cocks at once," Eric said, his voice firm as he looked down at Maggie, who was still kneeling between Cindy's legs, her face a mess of Cindy's pussy juices and Eric's cum. Maggie's eyes widened at the sight of her husband's cock, already hard and throbbing at the thought of watching her get fucked by two people. She could feel a fresh wave of arousal building between her legs, her pussy throbbing with need.
Cindy, noticing the change in Maggie's demeanor, smirked, knowing full well what was going through her friend's mind. "You like that idea, don't you, cuckquean? You like the thought of being used, shared, passed around like a piece of meat." Cindy's voice was dripping with disdain, but Maggie could hear the underlying excitement, the thrill Cindy was getting from degrading her like this.
Maggie nodded, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, but her pussy clenching with anticipation. "Yes, Cindy. I like it.
I want it, Cindy," Maggie admitted, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto Eric's hardening cock. Cindy let out a low laugh, her fingers tangling in Maggie's hair, pulling her head back to look at her.
"Good girl," she purred, her eyes gleaming with malice. Maggie went to her bag and pulled out a large strap on dildo. "I’m going to wear this, cuckquean, and let me fuck your pussy while Eric fills your ass with his cock."
"Oh god," Maggie moaned, her eyes widening as she saw the dildo. It was at least 10 inches long, and just as thick as Eric's cock. "I don't know if I can take both at once, Cindy," she panted, her pussy throbbing in anticipation.
"But I want it," she admitted, her voice flushed with desire.
Cindy gave her a wicked grin, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Good girl, you dirty slut," she purred, her fingers tangling in Maggie's hair, pulling her head back to look at her.
Maggie could feel herself being swept away by the scene, her inhibitions dissolving as the hunger inside of her took over. She looked up at Cindy, her eyes glazed over with lust, and nodded, her cheeks flush with embarrassment and excitement.
“I want it. I want you to fuck me with that strap-on while Eric fucks my ass," she panted, her body already trembling with anticipation. Cindy let out a low laugh, her eyes gleaming with malice as she released Maggie's hair and stood up, the strap-on swinging heavily between her legs. "Well, since you asked so nicely," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she began to put on the harness, securing the dildo in place. Maggie watched, her eyes locked onto the huge fake cock, her pussy aching with need.
“You see this Eric? You see how your whore wife is begging for two cocks at once, how she wants your massive cock up her ass while I fuck her pussy with this strap-on?” Cindy taunted, running her hands over the dildo, making it glisten with lube. Eric could only nod, his eyes locked onto the sight of his wife, her face flushed with embarrassment and desire, her body trembling with anticipation. “Fuck, Cindy, I’ve never seen her like this,” he admitted, his voice hoarse with lust.
“That’s because you’ve never pushed her like this, Eric.
You’ve never made her face her true desires, her deepest fantasies. But I have,” Cindy said, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she looked down at Maggie, who was still kneeling on the floor, her eyes locked onto the strap-on. “And now, I’m going to help her achieve them.”
Cindy stepped closer to Maggie, the head of the strap-on bumping against her cheek. “Open your mouth, cuckquean. Show me how much you want this,” she commanded, her voice firm. Maggie hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet Cindy’s, then to Eric’s.
She could see the hunger in their eyes, the raw, primal lust that mirrored her own. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest, and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to lick the head of the strap-on. The plastic was cool and smooth against her tongue, the taste of the lube bitter and artificial. But she didn’t care. She wanted this. She wanted to be used, to be filled up, to be degraded.
“Good girl,” Cindy purred, her fingers tangling in Maggie’s hair, guiding her head as she began to suck on the strap-on.
Maggie could feel the thick plastic filling her mouth, the head pressing against the back of her throat, making her gag. But she didn’t stop. She wanted to be used, to be stretched, to be filled up completely.
“You see that, Eric? Your wife is a dirty little cock-sucker. She loves having her mouth filled up, doesn’t she?” Cindy taunted, her voice dripping with disdain as she looked down at Maggie, who was bobbing her head, taking the strap-on deeper into her mouth with each thrust.
Eric watched, his cock throbbing as he saw his wife, his Maggie, reduced to nothing more than a mouth to fuck. He could see her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked, her eyes watering as the dildo hit the back of her throat. He could hear the wet, sloppy sounds of her mouth being used, and it only served to make him harder.
“Enough,” Cindy barked, pulling the strap-on out of Maggie’s mouth with a wet pop. Maggie gasped for air, her chest heaving as she looked up at Cindy, her eyes glazed over with lust.
"Please, Cindy, I need more. I need to be filled up," she begged, her voice hoarse and desperate. Cindy smirked, her eyes gleaming with malice as she looked down at Maggie. "You heard the slut, Eric. She needs to be filled up. Let's give her what she wants," she said, her voice dripping with disdain as she turned to Maggie's husband. Eric nodded, his cock throbbing at the sight of his wife, her face flushed with embarrassment and desire, her body trembling with anticipation.
Cindy, without another word, lay down on the floor, her legs spread wide, the strap-on pointing straight up in the air. "Come here, cuckquean," she commanded, her voice firm. "Climb on top of me and ride my cock like the dirty little slut you are." Maggie hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet Eric's. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the raw, primal lust that mirrored her own. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest, and did as she was told. She straddled Cindy, her hands gripping the other woman's thighs as she lowered herself onto the strap-on, inch by inch, until she was fully impaled on the thick plastic cock. "Fuck, Cindy, that's so big," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as she adjusted to the feeling of being stretched so wide.
"I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I'm fucking you with a strap-on while your husband watches." Cindy just smirked, her fingers digging into Maggie's hips as she guided her up and down on the dildo. "You love it, you dirty little slut. You love being used, being filled up. You love having your husband watch you get fucked by another woman." Maggie could only moan in response, her pussy clenching around the strap-on as she bounced up and down, her tits bouncing in time with her movements. She could feel the familiar warmth building in her core, her climax approaching with each thrust of the dildo. But suddenly, she felt something else. Something warm and wet pressing against her asshole. She froze, her eyes flying open to meet Eric's gaze. "Eric, your so big, is it going to fit?" she gasped, her body tensing as she felt his cock pressing against her ass.
"I’ll make it fit, I'm taking what's mine, Maggie," Eric growled, his voice low and possessive. He pressed the head of his cock against her asshole, feeling her tense beneath him. "Relax, baby. Let me in," he commanded, his voice firm. Maggie took a deep breath, her body slowly relaxing as she felt Eric's cock slide into her ass, inch by inch. Cindy, beneath her, grinned wickedly, her fingers digging into Maggie's hips as she guided her up and down on the strap-on. "That's it, cuckquean. Take your husband's cock like a good little slut," she taunted, her voice dripping with disdain.
"Show him how much you love being fucked in the ass." Maggie moaned, her body relaxing as she felt Eric's cock slide deeper into her ass, his hips meeting hers with each thrust. She could feel the stretch, the burn, but it only served to heighten her pleasure. She was filled up, completely and utterly consumed by the two cocks inside her. "Fuck, Maggie, your ass is so tight," Eric groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he began to pump into her, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. "I love fucking your ass, baby. It's so fucking good." Maggie could only moan in response, her body writhing as she was filled up from both ends. She could feel Cindy's hands on her tits, squeezing and pinching her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core.
"Fuck, Maggie, your tits are fantastic," Cindy moaned, her voice ragged as she continued to fuck her with the strap-on. Meanwhile, Eric's cock was pistoning in and out of her ass, his hips slapping against her cheeks with each thrust.
Maggie could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around the strap-on, her ass tightening around Eric's cock. "Fuck, I'm close," she gasped, her body tensing as she approached her climax.
"I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come," she chanted, her voice ragged as she felt her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around the strap-on, her ass tightening around Eric's cock.
"Come for us, Maggie," Cindy commanded, her voice firm as she continued to fuck her with the strap-on, her hips meeting Maggie's with each thrust. "Show us how much you love being used, being filled up."
"Come inside me, Eric," Maggie moaned, her head thrown back, her tits bouncing as she rode Cindy's cock, her ass stuffed full of Eric's massive cock.
"Fill me up, baby. I want to feel your cum inside me."
Eric's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he slammed into her, his breath coming in hot, ragged gasps. "Fuck, Maggie, I'm coming. I'm gonna fill your ass up, baby," he growled, his hips jerking as he released inside her, his hot cum spurting into her ass, filling her up completely.
Maggie could feel the warmth of his cum inside her, the sensation sending her over the edge.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she screamed, her body convulsing as her own orgasm tore through her, her pussy clenching around Cindy's strap-on, her ass milking Eric's cock for every last drop of cum. Cindy, beneath her, let out a low moan, her own climax building as she watched Maggie come undone on top of her. “Come all over my cock. Show me how much you love being filled up," she groaned, her hips bucking as she fucked Maggie through her orgasm.
Maggie, so overwhelmed with pressure collapses on the floor , her body trembling and covered in sweat. Eric, grabs Maggie and holds her, Cindy removes the strap on and says “You satisfied Maggie, you ready to stop?” Then she turns to Eric. “How about you, Eric, you ready to be a good husband and stop playing cuckquean games with your wife?” Eric looks at Cindy, then at Maggie, still panting and covered in sweat and cum. “Yes, I think we are done with cuckqueaning tonight” he says, his voice steady.
Maggie, still on the floor, looks up at them, her eyes glazed over with exhaustion and satisfaction. “I can’t move,” she admits, her voice soft. “I’m so, so sore.”
Cindy laughs, “Well, that’s what you get for being such a greedy little slut, isn’t it?” She stands up, her body glistening with sweat and lube, and walks over to Maggie and kneels between her legs. "Maggie, I have to confess something," she says, her voice soft. Maggie looks up at her, her eyes still glazed over with exhaustion and satisfaction. "What is it, Cindy?" she asks, her voice soft. Cindy takes a deep breath, her eyes locked onto Maggie's. "My secret fantasy, Maggie, is being dominated by you. I want you to tell me what to do, to make me your little slut," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. Maggie's eyes widen in surprise, but Cindy doesn't give her a chance to respond. She leans down, her tongue flicking out to lick Maggie's pussy, tasting her own cum mixed with Eric's. "Fuck, Maggie, you taste so good," she moans, her tongue delving deeper, lapping up every last drop. Eric watches, his cock already hardening again at the sight of his wife's best friend eating her out.
He can see Cindy's tongue flicking in and out of Maggie's pussy, her fingers spreading Maggie's lips wide, giving him a clear view of the action. He can hear the wet, sloppy sounds of Cindy's mouth on Maggie's pussy, and it only serves to make him harder. He reaches down, his hand wrapping around his cock, stroking it slowly as he watches the show.
Maggie, despite her earlier exhaustion, is already responding to Cindy's touch. Her hips are lifting off the floor, her pussy grinding against Cindy's face as she seeks out more friction.
“You… you never said anything ,” Maggie pants, her fingers tangling in Cindy's hair, pulling her closer. “Why didn't you tell me?”
Cindy looks up, her face glistening with Maggie's juices. “You're a fucking goddess. I never thought you’d want me back, but when the cuckquean subject came up, I thought maybe this was my chance to be with you, even if it was me dominating you instead of the other way.”
Maggie takes a moment to process this, her mind racing.
She looks down at Cindy, who is still lapping at her pussy, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and vulnerability. She feels a surge of power, of control, like she's never felt before. She likes it. She likes it a lot.
"Get up," she commands, her voice firm. Cindy hesitates for a moment, then does as she's told, standing up in front of Maggie, her body still glistening with sweat and lube. Maggie can see the uncertainty in her eyes, the hesitation. She likes that too. She likes having the upper hand.
She likes seeing Cindy, her best friend, her confidante, standing before her, waiting for her command. She takes her time, her eyes roaming over Cindy's body, taking in every curve, every dip, every flaw. She sees the way Cindy's tits heave with each breath, the way her nipples are hard and begging to be touched. She sees the way Cindy's pussy is glistening, her lips swollen and ready for more.
Maggie stands up, her body still sore from the earlier session, but her pussy throbbing with renewed desire.
She steps closer to Cindy, their bodies almost touching. She can feel the heat radiating off Cindy's skin, can smell the faint scent of sweat and sex that clings to her. She reaches out, her fingers tracing the curve of Cindy's breast, her nail scraping across Cindy's nipple, making her gasp.
"You like that, don't you, Cindy?" Maggie purrs, her voice low and sultry. "You like being touched by me, being used by me."
Cindy nods, her eyes locked onto Maggie's. "Yes, Maggie. I love it. I want to be your cuntlicking whore, at work I want to live under your desk and eat your pussy all day . I want to be your obedient, submissive little slut, always ready to serve you whenever you want." Maggie's fingers traced over Cindy's tits, pinching and twisting her nipples, reveling in the blissful cries of pleasure that spilled from Cindy's lips. "And you will, Cindy. You'll be my little cuntlicking whore, at my beck and call, ready to do whatever I want.” Maggie then leaned in and kiss Cindy passionately , their tongues dueling and exploring each other's mouths. Cindy's hands caressed Maggie's ass, her fingers slipping between the cheeks and fingering her pussy. Maggie moaned, her body writhing and squirming, her desire building inside her.
Cindy broke the kiss, her breath heavy, her eyes glazed over. “Maggie, I love you. I love you, and I would do anything for you,” she whispered. Maggie smiled, her fingers tangling in Cindy’s hair.
“I love you too, Cindy…. So just to clarify, we both are submissive sluts that fantasize about the other one to dominating them?”Maggie said laughing softly “We are going to have to make a schedule of who Doms who on what day . Maybe I could be on top in the bedroom, while you be on top in the office?” she said, quipping once again. Cindy chuckled and nodded in agreement.
Cindy pushed Maggie gently against the wall by the force of her body and leaned down to kiss her. Her lips were hot and soft, and her tongue danced around Maggie’s mouth, exploring every inch. She tasted faintly like pussy.
Cindy's lips were still tingling from Maggie's kiss. They were still standing against the wall, her back pressed against it, as she felt Cindy's body pressed against hers, her hands reaching down to grip Maggie's ass.
Maggie could feel the tension in Cindy's body, the way her breath hitched in her throat. Cindy's hands were on her ass, gripping tightly, her nails digging in. Maggie moaned, her hips pushing back against Cindy's hands, seeking more friction.
Suddenly, Cindy's hands slid lower, and Maggie felt them parting her cheeks, her fingers slipping between them. Maggie gasped, her pussy clenching as Cindy's fingers found her opening, sliding inside her easily.
"Oh god, Cindy," she moaned, her head falling back against the wall as Cindy began to move her fingers inside her, fucking her with long, slow strokes. Eric, still standing in the doorway, watched as his wife and her best friend fucked each other against the wall. He could see Maggie's tits bouncing with each thrust of Cindy's fingers, could see the way her face was flushed with pleasure. He could hear the wet, sloppy sounds of Cindy's fingers moving inside her, and it only served to make him harder.
He stroked his cock slowly, his eyes locked onto the scene before him. He had never seen anything so hot, so raw, so real. It was like a fantasy come to life, and he couldn't believe that he was lucky enough to be a part of it.
But he wanted more. He wanted to be a part of the action, not just a spectator. He wanted to claim Cindy, to mark her as his territory. With a sudden surge of confidence, he walked up behind Cindy, his cock already hard and throbbing. "If you're Maggie's whore, then you're mine too," he growled, his voice low and possessive. Before Cindy could react, he grabbed her hips and positioned himself at her asshole, pushing the head of his cock against the tight ring of muscle. Cindy gasped, her body tensing as she felt Eric's cock pressing against her. "Eric, what are you doing?" she breathed, her eyes wide with surprise. But Eric didn't answer. He only pushed harder, his cock sliding into Cindy's ass, inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside her. Cindy moaned, her body relaxing as she adjusted to the feeling of being filled up from behind.
"Fuck, Eric, that's so big," she gasped, her fingers digging into Maggie's hips as she held on for dear life. Maggie, still pressed against the wall, looked over her shoulder at Eric, her eyes wide with surprise. she asked, her voice filled with concern. "I thought we were done with the cuckqueaning for tonight." Eric just smirked, his hips beginning to move, his cock sliding in and out of Cindy's ass with slow, steady strokes. "We are, baby. But that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun too," he said, his voice low and possessive. "Besides, Cindy here said she wanted to be our little slut, didn't you, Cindy?" Cindy could only moan in response, her body writhing as she was sandwiched between Maggie and Eric, their bodies moving in tandem, fucking her from both ends.
Maggie, her eyes locked onto Cindy's, began to talk dirty to her, her voice low and sultry. "You like that, don't you, Cindy? You like having your ass filled up by my husband's big cock. You like being used by us, being our little slut." Cindy could only nod, her mouth open in a silent scream as Eric's cock pounded into her ass, his hips slapping against her cheeks with each thrust. "Say it, Cindy. Tell me how much you love being used by us," Maggie commanded, her fingers tangling in Cindy's hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. Cindy gasped, her body tensing as she felt Eric's cock hit her deepest spot. "I... I love it, Maggie. I love being used by you and Eric.
I love being your little slut, your cuntlicking whore. I love having your husband's cock in my ass, stretching me, filling me up. I fucking love it." Cindy's voice was ragged, her breath coming in hot, ragged gasps as Eric's cock pounded into her ass, his hips slapping against her cheeks with each thrust. Maggie could see the pleasure on Cindy's face, the way her eyes were glazed over, her mouth open in a silent scream. She knew Cindy was close, could feel the way her body was tensing, the way her pussy was clenching around her fingers. "That's it, Cindy. Come for us. Show us how much you love being used," Maggie commanded, her voice low and sultry.
Cindy, trapped between Maggie and Eric, could only comply. She moaned, her body writhing as Eric's cock pounded into her ass, his hips slapping against her cheeks with each thrust. "Fuck, Maggie, I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come so hard," she gasped, her fingers digging into Maggie's hips as she held on for dear life. “Show us how much you love being our little slut," she urged, her voice firm. Cindy let out a low, guttural moan, her body convulsing as her orgasm tore through her.
she screamed, her ass clenching around Eric's cock, milking him for every last drop. Eric, unable to hold back any longer, let out a roar, his hips jerking as he came inside Cindy's ass, filling her up completely. "Maggie, I'm coming. I'm filling Cindy's ass up. Look at me, baby. Watch me claim your best friend," he growled, his eyes locked onto Maggie's. Maggie, her own orgasm building, couldn't look away. She watched as Eric's cock pulsed inside Cindy's ass, his cum leaking out around his shaft, filling her up completely. "God, that's so hot. Look at you, Cindy. Look at you taking my husband's cum in your ass. You're such a dirty little slut," she moaned as she held Cindy by the face and kissed her passionately . With Eric still buried deep inside Cindy's ass, Maggie pulled back from the kiss and looked her best friend in the eye. "You know, Cindy, I've been thinking. We could give you what you really want. What we all really want." Cindy blinked, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure. "What do you mean, Maggie?" she asked, her voice soft. Maggie took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto Cindy's. "Leave Peter. Come live with us. Be our girlfriend or full-time whore, I don’t care as long as your with us."
Maggie's breath was hot on Cindy's ear as she whispered, "I want you to leave that small limp-dicked husband of yours and come live with us, be with us , always. We can explore this together, all of us."
Cindy's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never considered leaving Peter, but the thought of being with Maggie and Eric, of being their full-time plaything, was intoxicating. She felt Eric's cock twitch inside her ass, reminding her of the pleasure they had just shared.
"Yes," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I'll do it. I'll leave Peter. I'll be yours, Maggie.
Yours and Eric's. I want to be your little slut, your plaything. I want to be filled up by both of you, all the time. I’ll top you whenever you want, cuckqueaning, anything you want!" Cindy's voice was filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness, her eyes shining with unshed tears. Maggie's heart swelled with love and desire, her pussy throbbing with need. She leaned in, kissing Cindy softly, her tongue slipping into Cindy's mouth, tasting her, claiming her.
"We'll take such good care of you, Cindy," she whispered, breaking the kiss.