Chapter 5: Hub home
The house was quiet, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a testament to the filthy encounter that had taken place mere hours before. Madison lay in bed, her body still tingling with the memory of Matt's thick cock filling her, stretching her, making her scream. She could still feel the ghost of his touch on her skin, the phantom sting of his bite on her nipples. She was both exhilarated and terrified, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She had never felt so alive, so dirty, so wanted. But she had also never felt so guilty, so ashamed. She had cheated on her husband, had let another man claim her, make her his. And she had loved every filthy second of it. She knew she should feel disgusted with herself, should feel like the cheap whore she had become. But she didn't. She felt alive, felt like a woman reborn.
She looked down at her body, still marked by Matt's touch. Her nipples were red and swollen, bruised from his teeth and hands. Her pussy was sore, still aching from the rough fucking she had received. She could see the remnants of his cum leaking out of her, glistening in the moonlight.
She couldn't believe she had let him fuck her without a condom. She had never done anything so reckless, so dangerous. But she had wanted him so badly, had needed him so much that she hadn't cared. She had wanted to feel him, all of him, without anything between them.
She heard the front door open and closed, and her heart leapt into her throat. She sat up in bed, her eyes wide with panic as she listened for the sound of footsteps. She heard him calling out her name, his voice echoing through the house.
"Madison? Are you home? I'm back early."
Nick.
Oh fuck, Nick is home. Madison's heart pounded in her chest as she realized her husband was back early. She had no time to hide the evidence of her infidelity, her body still marked by Matt's touch. She quickly grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around herself, her mind racing. I'm back early," Nick called out again, his voice getting closer.
Madison's heart raced as she heard her husband's footsteps approaching the bedroom. She could hear the smile in his voice, the anticipation of seeing her. She could hear the shower running, the sound of water hitting the tiles.
Nick was in the bathroom, completely unaware of what had transpired in his absence. Madison took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She knew she had to act normal, had to pretend like nothing had happened. But her body was still aching from Matt's rough fucking, her pussy still raw and sore. She couldn't hide the evidence of her infidelity, couldn't erase the memories of what she had just done.
Nick emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. He was toned and muscular, his body a stark contrast to Matt's overweight form.
He smiled at her, his eyes filled with love and desire.
"Hey, beautiful," he said, his voice soft and tender. "I missed you."
Madison forced a smile, her heart pounding in her chest. "Hey, honey. I missed you too."
He approached her, his hands reaching out to cup her face. "You look exhausted," he said, concern etched on his face.
Madison tried to hide the evidence of her infidelity, but her body betrayed her. "I'm just...tired," she said, her voice barely a whisper.
Nick's eyes flicked to the sheet she was holding, his brow furrowing in confusion.
"Everything okay, Madison? You look…different."
Madison's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with panic. She tried to play it cool, shrugging her shoulders. "Just been a long day, honey. Really tired."
Nick's eyes narrowed, his grip on her face tightening. "Madison, what's going on? You're acting weird."
Madison bit her lip, her mind scrambling for an explanation. "I...I think I might be coming down with something. I feel a little flu-ish."
Nick's eyes widened with concern, his thumb rubbing her cheek gently.
“no it’s not that. You’re glowing. I ….i …you look …sexy.” Nick said, blood slowly rushing to his cock. Madison’s heart pounded as she saw the effect she was having on him. She knew this was dangerous territory. She was playing with fire, and she knew it. But she couldn't stop. She wanted this. She wanted him. And she wanted to be a dirty little whore for him.
“Yeah, I uhhh ha ” she whispered, her eyes locked onto his. “I guess you just missed me”
Nick leaned in for a kiss, inhaling the small of sex, sweat, and Matt’s cum, unaware still his wife would ever even consider such a perverse act. Their lips met in a slow, tender kiss. He hadn’t noticed it, but the taste of Matt’s cum was soaked into her skin, filling her lips.
Madison could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she kissed her husband. She knew she should stop this, should tell him the truth. But she couldn't. She wanted this, wanted him. She let out a soft moan in the back of her throat, her body aching with desire.
Nick broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. "You taste different," he growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
"Different in a good way."
Madison felt a shiver of guilt and excitement run through her. She knew he was tasting Matt, tasting his cum. She felt her pussy throb between her legs, her body aching with desire.
"I missed you too, Nick," she said, her voice a low purr. She reached down, her hands gripping his towel, pulling it off of him. She could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against her thigh. She was tired, and exhausted from the best sex of her life with the fat preverted Matt, but out of guilt she allowed her husband to begin to seduce her.
She willed her body to respond, to get wet, to get ready for her husband. She let her hormones and guilt take over, and she became responsive to his advances. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his length, feeling the familiarity of it, but also feeling how different it was all of a sudden. Was it shorter? She stroked him slowly, feeling him grow in her hand, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.
"Fuck, Madison," Nick groaned, his hips moving in time with her hand. "You have no idea how much I've missed this."
Madison could feel the guilt rising in her throat, threatening to choke her.
She had just fucked another man, another man's cock deep inside her, stretching her, filling her. And now here she was, her husband's cock in her hand, her body responding like a traitor. She needed this, needed him. She needed to feel his love, his protection, his normalcy. She needed to feel like the woman she used to be, the good wife, the vanilla lover. She needed to feel like she wasn't a dirty little whore.
"Please, Nick," she begged, her voice a desperate whisper. "Fuck me.
Fuck me, Nick," Madison begged, her eyes locked onto her husband's as she stroked his cock. She needed him, needed this. She needed to feel like she wasn't the dirty little whore that had let Matt claim her just hours ago. She needed to feel normal, needed to feel loved.
Nick groaned, his hips moving in time with her hand. "You don't have to beg, baby. I'll give you whatever you want."
He spun her around, pushing her facedown onto the bed. Madison let out a soft whimper as she felt his hands grip her hips, spreading her legs wide.
She felt exposed, vulnerable, but also incredibly turned on. She could feel her pussy throbbing with need, her body aching for Nick's cock.
"You want this, don't you, Madison?" Nick growled, his voice thick with desire. "You want your husband to fuck you like a good little wife."
Madison nodded, her face pressed into the sheets. "Yes, Nick. I want you to fuck me."
She could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against her entrance. She felt a shiver of guilt as she thought about Matt, his thick cock stretching her just hours before.
“I think maybe I’ll kiss and suck you first .” Nick said with an evil grin.
Madison panicked thinking about the awkwardly large load of cum Matt had deposited in her pussy just hours early, spilling out and crusted on her lips and thighs.
She was sure Nick smelled it and tasted it, he was unaware, or was he? Was he being an oblivious cuckold? No, it didn't matter. She wanted this to happen. She needed him to think he was making love to her, to think he was fucking her, to think he was the best she had. She needed the stability, the normalcy.
"Please, Nick. I need you to kiss my pussy, baby," Madison begged, her voice desperate and pleading.
Nick chuckled, his breath hot against her thighs. "With pleasure, beautiful."
He spread her legs wider, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he moved between her thighs. Madison felt a shiver of anticipation run through her as she felt his breath on her pussy. She could feel the heat of him, the warmth of his skin against hers. She closed her eyes, her body tensing with need as she waited for his touch.
"You're so fucking wet, Madison," Nick groaned, his voice thick with desire.
"You've been thinking about this all day, haven't you?"
Madison nodded, her body writhing with need. I've been thinking about you all day."
Nick chuckled, his breath hot against her pussy. "You're such a little slut, aren't you? You've been dreaming of my tongue, my cock, haven't you?"
Madison whimpered, her pussy clenching with anticipation. I've been dreaming of you."
Nick didn't wait any longer.
He dove in, his tongue finding her clit and swirling around it. Madison moaned, her hips bucking against his face as he sucked and lapped at her most sensitive spot. She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her.
"Fuck, Nick," she cried out, her fingers clawing at the mattress as he continued to eat her out. "Right there, baby. Don't stop."
Nick chuckled against her pussy, sending vibrations through her body. "You taste so fucking good, Madison," he growled. “Idk why but you taste extra delicious and sweet today.”
Nick murmured against her pussy.
Madison clenched her eyes shut, her breath hitching as she felt the tip of Nick's tongue circle her clit. The mixture of guilt and pleasure was overwhelming, she was ashamed of what she had done hours ago, but at the same time she wanted more. She felt dirty, but so alive.
Nick's tongue continued to lash at her clit, his fingers probing her entrance, teasing her. Madison could feel the pressure building, her body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over her. She knew she was close, so close to the edge. He looked up, remnants of her juices and Matt’s cum on his unaware face. He was unknowingly drinking Matt’s cum from her pussy, swallowing and loving the taste.
Madison felt a twinge of guilt, but it was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure his tongue was bringing her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as Nick continued to lick and suck at her clit.
"Fuck, Nick," she cried out, her fingers clawing at the sheets. He pushed two fingers into her, curling them upwards as he fuck her with them. Madison let out a moan, her hips bucking against his hand as he began to finger fuck her in time with his tongue. She couldn’t deny that him eating her bulls cum was making her insanely hot.
She tried to push the thought away, but the image of Matt's thick cock dumping a load into her was too fresh in her mind. She moaned loudly, her body convulsing as Nick's fingers hit that sweet spot inside her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body trembling as Nick continued to lick and suck on her clit.
"Fuck, Nick, I'm gonna come," Madison gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged breaths.
Nick looked up at her, his face glistening with her juices and Matt's cum. He smiled wickedly, his fingers moving faster inside her.
"Come for me, Madison. I want to taste your fucking cum all over my face."
Madison felt her body tensing, her orgasm so close she could taste it. She felt like a volcano ready to erupt, her body aching to release all this built-up tension. She could feel the pressure building inside her, her pussy clenching around Nick's fingers.
"Fuck, Nick," she groaned, her hips bucking wildly against his face. "I'm so close, baby. Don't stop. Please don't stop."
Nick looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust and hunger.
He smiled wickedly, his tongue swirling around her clit, before giving it a sharp suck.
Madison screamed as the pleasure hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing and shaking as her orgasm washed over her. She could feel her juices gushing out of her, coating Nick's face and chin. She felt like she was floating, her body completely beyond her control.
Nick groaned against her pussy, his fingers continuing to move inside her, milking her orgasm for all it was worth. He loved the taste of her, loved the way she moaned. He was ready to bury his cock in her.
He had to have her right this moment. He pulled his fingers out of her, and she whimpered at the sudden emptiness.
“Nick, baby, please,” she begged, her voice hoarse from her previous orgasm. “I need your cock inside me.”
Nick smirked, and he lined his cock up with her entrance. “You want this, don’t you, Madison?” he growled. “You want your husband’s cock inside you.”
Madison nodded, her eyes locked onto his. “Yes, Nick. I want you inside me. I need you.”
Nick pushed into her, and they both groaned in unison.
Madison felt the familiar stretch and burn as her husband's cock filled her, but it felt different. She could feel every inch of him, could feel the difference in size and girth compared to Matt's thick cock. She felt a twinge of guilt, knowing that her husband's cock was no match for Matt's, but she pushed the thought away, focusing on the feel of Nick inside her.
"Fuck, Madison," Nick groaned, his hips moving slowly, his cock sliding in and out of her. "You feel so fucking good."
Madison moaned, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her. She instantly wished it was Matt fucking her.
She fantasized about his thick cock and how it pounded her, made her scream. But she pushed the thought away. She needed this. Nick needed this. She needed to feel normal again. But as Nick thrust into her, she could feel how different he was. He wasn't as thick, not as long. She felt disappointed, but she pushed the feeling away.
"You feel so tight, baby," Nick said, his voice groaning with pleasure. "God, I've missed this pussy."
Madison bit her lip to keep from crying out in frustration. She was so bored with this. She wanted something more, something rougher. She wanted to be taken.
She wanted to feel like a dirty little whore. But Nick was just...nice. He was gentle, and slow, and boring. She felt her desire waning, her body growing restless. She needed more. She needed to be fucked, not made love to.
"Nick," she gasped, trying to find the words to tell him what she needed. "Can you...can you fuck me harder?"
Nick looked down at her, his brow furrowing in concern. "Are you okay, baby? I don't want to hurt you."
Madison let out a frustrated groan. She didn't want to hurt, she wanted to feel alive.
She wanted to feel like a fucking animal in heat. She needed him to take her, to claim her, to make her scream.
"I know you won't hurt me," she said, her voice breathless with need. "I just...I need it harder, Nick. I need you to fuck me like you really mean it."
Nick looked at her, a mixture of concern and arousal in his eyes. He started to move inside her again, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her with more force. Madison could feel the difference, could feel the change in pace, but it still wasn't enough. She pictured Matt , his thick cock pounding into her, fucking her like she was nothing more than a dirty little slut. She tried to push the image away, tried to focus on Nick, but the thought of what Matt had done to her, what he had made her feel, was too much.
"Fuck me, Nick," she gasped, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her. "Fuck me like you own me. Like I'm your fucking whore."
Nick's eyes widened in surprise and arousal, his hips snapping faster at her filthy words. "Fuck, Madison, you want that?
You want me to treat you like a fucking whore?" Nick growled, his hips pistoning into her with renewed vigor.
Madison could feel the change in him, could feel the primal hunger taking over. She ground her hips against him, meeting his thrusts with her own, her body aching for more. Fuck me like you hate me. Like you wanna hurt me. Like you wanna make me scream," Madison panted, her voice laced with desperation and desire.
Nick's hands gripped her hips tighter, his nails digging into her flesh as he started to slam into her with brutal force.
all she could think about was her secret boyfriend Matt , the fucking she had received earlier. Her body yearned for that primitive, animalistic fucking. She wanted to be used, abused, treated like a dirty little slut.
“That’s it, Nick. Fuck me like a dirty little whore,” Madison moaned, pushing herself into every thrust, craving the pain and pleasure that would come from his cock filling her up.
Nick growled, spittle flying from his mouth as he began to pound into her with unhinged aggression. “You like that, you filthy little slut?”
all Madison could think about as her husband asked her that dirty question was how she had unfaithfully given her body to Matt . She could feel his heavy body still inside her, Matt’s large hands gripping her tits and his fat cock pounding away inside her with force.
“Fuck yes, Nick! Use me, like the dirty little whore I am,” she screamed, her body bucking against his, meeting his wild thrusts with her own.
“You want me to fucking hurt you, don’t you?” Nick panted, his grip on her hips rough, his fingers digging into her soft flesh painfully.
“Yes, Nick! Fuck, yes! I want you to fucking hurt me!” Madison cried out, the pain and pleasure mixing together in a perfect storm of sheer ecstasy. She used to enjoy sex with him, but now all she could think about was Matt’s gross fat body and cock inside her. She was being a filthy slut, letting her husband treat her like one, and she loved it.
Nick's grip on her hips was so tight it was almost painful, and the force of his thrusts was making her whole body shake. His cock felt like a steel rod inside her, stretching her, filling her completely. She could feel every inch of him, every vein and ridge, and it was driving her wild.
"Fuck, Madison, you're so wet," Nick grunted, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps not realizing his wife’s pussy was heavily lubricated by another man’s cum . "You're so fucking ready for me, aren't you?"
Madison nodded, her body writhing beneath him. I'm so ready for you. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard."
Nick's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he began to piston in and out of her with relentless force. Madison could feel every thrust, every inch of him sliding in and out of her. She could feel the way he stretched her, the way he filled her completely. She could feel the way his hips slapped against her ass, the way his balls swung and hit her clit with every thrust.
as her husband fucked her, all she could think about was Matt m.
She could see his fat body on top of her, his thick cock pounding into her. She could feel his heavy hands gripping her tits, his fingers pinching her nipples. She could hear his dirty words in her ear, feel his hot breath on her neck.
"You like that, you little slut?" Matt had growled, his cock stretching her wide open. "You like taking my fat cock in that tight little married pussy of yours?"
Madison moaned, her body writhing beneath Nick as she remembered Matt's words, his touch.
She could feel her body responding to the memory, her pussy clenching around Nick's cock.
"Fuck, Nick," she panted. "Harder. Fuck me harder, baby."
Nick grunted, his hips snapping faster, his cock slamming into her with increasing force. He knew something was different, could feel it in the way she was moving beneath him, the way she was screaming his name. He didn't care though, he was lost in the moment, lost in the feel of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock.
"You like that, don't you, Madison?" he growled, his hands gripping her hips tighter.
“I like Matt fucking me.” She thought to herself . “I want him to fuck me again.”
“Fuck yes, Nick!
“You want it rough, don’t you, Madison?” Nick panted, his grip on her hips rough, his fingers digging into her soft flesh painfully. Fuck yes! I want it rough!” Madison cried out, the pain and pleasure mixing together in a perfect storm of sheer ecstasy.
Nick pulled out to adjust his cock. “Damn I’ve never seen you so creamy.” He said.
Madison looked down to see her husbands cock coated in the shockingly large volume of Matt’s cum still leaking from her pussy.
“Fuck, Nick. That’s…that’s a lot” she gasped, her eyes wide.
Nick looked down and his eyes widened in surprise. “What the fuck, Madison?! How did…”
Madison quickly interrupted him. “Oh, it’s just, you know, when you left early I…just got a little carried away playing with myself.”
Nick raised an eyebrow, “Just a little?”
Madison flushed, “Okay, a lot.
I got a little carried away.”
Nick was suspicious, but the sight of his wife’s pussy, slick and dripping with cum, was too much. He felt his cock twitching, desperate to be inside her again.
”You’re so fucking wet, Madison,” he growled, his hands gripping her hips again. “Fuck, I need to be inside you.”
Madison bit her lip, looking down at Nick’s cock, still coated in a thick layer of Matt’s cum. She felt a shiver of guilt, but also an undeniable thrill. It turned her on to no end. She wondered what other pervy things she could pull off from her infidelity on her husband Nick.
"Turn over, Madison," Nick demanded, his voice thick with lust.
Madison complied, her body still shaking from her previous orgasm. She got on her hands and knees, presenting herself to him like a goddamn animal in heat.
Nick positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly. he growled, his voice low and menacing.
"Yes, Nick," Madison begged, her voice a desperate whimper. "Please, fuck me.
Nick didn't waste any time.