A story ten years in the making

[TheArtist]

Originally Posted by MsPiggy

OMG sibeh dua liap!!

Yes, she was and still is quite a handful. The dread was when you think of how she was being fondled and enjoyed by the men... You couldn't see, you can only imagine, and she was obliging the whole time. Her dressing, even at work, had also taken a turn from conservative to alluring. Probably much to the delight of male colleagues.

[oreomocha]

looks good and handful

[LydiaSum]

Looking forward to your next update to this fantastic story!

[titan]

Originally Posted by TheArtist

Yes, she was and still is quite a handful. The dread was when you think of how she was being fondled and enjoyed by the men... You couldn't see, you can only imagine, and she was obliging the whole time. Her dressing, even at work, had also taken a turn from conservative to alluring. Probably much to the delight of male colleagues.

she's hot, please update soon! just up your points too!

[TheArtist]

Addiction

Why do wives cheat? I often ask myself. Surely I have done something wrong, or short of a satisfactory marriage. Or can it be the allure of forbidden pleasures? The thrill of living another life, a second chance at things. There doesn’t seem to be a simple or straight forward answer. But the moment one goes astray, there are dangers of getting addicted to the lifestyle. Or am I still mistaken to this day?

The boss looked up at my wife. Her words were clear as day, she was inviting him to fuck her again. They sent a surge of heat through him, and he growled softly, his hand gripping her waist and pulling her onto his lap. Her lace nightgown had ridden up, leaving her bare and exposed against his growing cock.

Jane pressed her body against his, her lips brushing against his ear as she continued in a breathy whisper.

Jane: (softly) I want you to use me again, Daddy. Use my body however you want.

The boss grinned, his hands sliding up her bare thighs, his fingers digging into her skin as he positioned her to straddle on his lap. He didn’t need any more convincing. His hands gripped her hips firmly and guided her movements as he pressed himself against her wet pussy and teased her entrance. She whimpered, rolling her hips against him, desperate for him to fill her again.

Jane: (pleading) Please, Daddy… I want you so bad.

Boss: Tell me, Jane. Tell me who you belong to.

Jane: I’m yours, Daddy. My pussy, my body… all belongs to you.

His control snapped at her words, and he thrusted his harden cock into her pussy in one swift motion, drawing a cry of pleasure from her lips. She clung to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as he filled her completely.

The boss held Jane tightly against him, her body fitting perfectly in his hands as he kept her straddled on his lap. Her moans were soft but constant, her fingers gripping his shoulders as she began to roll her hips. His firm grip guided her rhythm, slow and deliberate, as if he wanted her to feel every inch of him inside her.

Jane arched her back, her breasts bouncing slightly with each movement. She leaned closer to him, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered between gasps.

Jane: (softly) Daddy… your cock feel so good inside me. So thick and long.

The boss groaned, one hand gripping her waist tightly while the other slid up to cup her breast, squeezing it firmly.

Boss: Look at you, Jane. So eager to please me. Taking my cock so deep.

Jane: (panting) I love it, Daddy. Fuck me how you want… Arrhh… arggh… So much better than my husband.

Her admission sent a surge of pride and dominance through the boss. His hand on her waist moved lower, gripping her hips as he began to thrust rapidly upward into her, matching her movements. Jane cried out, throwing her head back.

Jane: (moaning) Yes! Daddy! Use my pussy like this! Auggh! Argghhh! Arrk!

Her pace quickened, her desperation evident as she grinded down on him. Her pussy juice was making each thrust louder. The sound of her moans, mixed with the slick noises of their bodies, filled the room. In that moment of passion, my wife wrapped her arms around the boss and leaned in to french him, adding wet, kissing noises to her moans. It wasn’t just french kissing, it was deep. My wife was making love fervently with the boss, allowing him to explore her mouth completely while he pounded his fat cock into her married pussy.

Then, without warning, the boss grabbed her hips and lifted her off his lap, her gasp turning into a giggle of surprise. He flipped her around, pressing her chest down against the bed, her hands splaying out to brace herself. He spread her legs wide, positioning himself behind her as he ran his hand down her back.

Boss: You love this, don’t you? Being bent over like this, completely at my mercy.

Jane: (whimpering) Yes, Daddy. I love it. Love being taken like this.

He thrust into her hard, and her cries of pleasure grew louder as she clutched at the sheets. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her back onto him with each powerful thrust. He fucked her in that doggy position for around 15 minutes or so, alternating between gripping her waist and hips, to pulling her hair rudely backwards with one hand. The boss groaned in pleasure, his hands sliding up to squeeze her ass before delivering a firm slap, making her yelp in surprise. His pace then increased as he leaned over her and pressed his chest against her back. He reached around to grab her breasts, squeezing hard and pinching her nipples as he drove her closer to the edge.

Jane: (sobbing with pleasure) Daddy, don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!

The boss complied. He was far from being done with my wife. He pulled her back onto the bed, her body limp but trembling with anticipation. He laid her down gently before climbing over her, spreading her legs and lifting them onto his shoulders.

He entered her slowly this time, savoring the way her body clenched around him. Jane gasped, her hands reaching up to clutch at his biceps as he leaned over her, his hips moving in slow but deep strokes.

Jane: You’re so perfect, Daddy. So much better…

Boss: Better than your husband, you mean?

Jane: Yes, Daddy! So much better… Daddy, you don’t do gym business already. Next time just do me instead...

Her words drove him wild, and he began to thrust harder, his pace quickening as her cries filled the room. She arched her back, her breasts pressing against his chest as she begged him for more. Her pleas pushed him to the edge, and he gripped her thighs tightly as he pounded into her mercilessly. Jane’s nails dug into his skin, her body trembling as she reached her orgasm. Her cries of ecstasy echoed around them as she recovered from the intense pleasures.

The boss held Jane close, her body still trembling from the sensations he had just unleashed in her. His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke in a low, commanding tone.

Boss: Jane, I want to claim every part of you.

She shivered at his words, her body responding instinctively even before her mind caught up. She felt the heat rising in her cheeks as she processed what he meant. The thought of giving herself to him completely sent a mix of apprehension and thrill coursing through her.

Jane: (softly) Daddy… you want all of me?

Boss: (grinning) Every inch, Jane. You’ll love it. Trust me.

The Boss placed his hands firmly on Jane’s shoulders, guiding her to turn around to face the bed. His touch was commanding, leaving her no room for hesitation. She felt the soft mattress beneath her as he pushed her down, her breasts pressing against the bed. With one hand, he urged her to lower her head, her cheek resting against the fabric, while his other hand adjusted her hips, lifting her ass higher.

Now on all fours, Jane’s back arched instinctively, her body responding to his silent commands. The position left her pussy and ass fully exposed. She was undeniably aroused with her hips raised as though presenting herself fully to him as he positioned behind her. My wife was so irresistibly sexy in that position, and the boss wasted no time and pressed himself onto my wife. She gasped and tried turning around.

Jane: Boss! But… But I… already let you fuck my mouth and pussy already…



A photo I found on her old phone, taken sometimes around this set of events. Apparently the photo was taken by someone standing behind her. Likely to be the boss.

[TheArtist]

Originally Posted by titan

she's hot, please update soon! just up your points too!

Thank you for the points, bro. I sincerely wanted to share the experience I had over the years. She is hot indeed, though I don't know if that is a compliment as she was enjoyed by other men...

She was oogled at, teased and most certainly fucked in different circumstances. But I have to admit her gym sessions have to be the hottest.

[TheArtist]

Onset

My wife froze in the moment when she realized what the boss wanted. The boss leaned forward and planted kisses on her back, while his hands roamed over her back, waist and her round buttocks, now raised high in front of him. Slowly, he pressed his thumb against her tight, anal ring of muscle, easing it in bit by bit. Her body tensed.

Jane: (softly) But boss... daddy…

Boss: (commanding) Yes? Your body belongs to me, and I’ll fuck it however I want.

That moment of vulnerability sent a strange surge of thrill through my wife. She has pledged her body to the boss, to be used in any way he pleases for his pleasures. Her naughty words further affirmed this. And now the boss was going to take her words for it. Lying face down on the bed, with her buttocks raised and her pussy and ass fully presented to the boss, her submissive side completely crumbled any resolve or sense of guilt she may have. Her breasts were swollen and bruised from the earlier abuse, and her pussy was red and raw from the repeated hard fucking. Yet, she wanted to please the boss more and completely submit to his desires.

Jane: Yes… daddy…

The first moment was almost surreal. The long, hard cock, firm and unrelenting, made contact with her anal rim. The cock head, large and still smooth from my wife’s pussy juice, brushed gently against her opening. Every nerve ending seemed to light up with awareness, and she could feel the texture of the cock skin, the subtle ridges along the shaft, and the pressure of something so solid and unyielding forcing it’s way past her sensitive barrier.

As her body instinctively tensed for a moment, she took a deep breath to relax. Slowly, the initial shock of contact transformed into a strange, mixed sensation. A combination of a tight, almost painful pull and a budding pleasure that spread outward from her ass. The sensation was immediate: a fullness that was both foreign and exciting.

Her anal sphincter, naturally tight from years of being undisturbed, began to yield slightly. The long, hard cock pressed against her inner skin, making its presence known with each minuscule movement. There was a sensation of stretching, as if her body was expanding to welcome this intruder. Even in its initial approach, the firm pressure of the cock made her acutely aware of every tiny movement—each gentle nudge, each subtle shift in angle. The moment of insertion was overwhelming. As the cock head slowly began to slip past her tight entrance, she experienced an immediate, almost shocking fullness. The sensation was raw and unfiltered, a firm, unyielding pressure that spread out along the length of her inner passage.

Boss: Oh god, Jane! Your ass is so tight!

Jane: (naughtily) What do you expect… daddy… Ohhhh!!!

The boss forced his cock in deeper and the sudden, deep stretch made her gasp involuntarily. Her body instinctively tightened in response as a natural protective reflex. She could feel every detail of the cock as it moved in deeper. The hardness of the cock was unrelenting. It felt almost akin to a hard, thick rod penetrating her insides, mercilessly forcing its’ way in against the warm, delicate tissues of her inner canal. It filled her completely and stretched her limits with a mix of mild pain and growing pleasure. Every inch of the penetration sent new sensations through my wife’s body. She clenched the bedsheet with her fingers and gritted her teeth with her eyes closed, fully submitting herself to the boss’ intrusion into her most sacred orifice.

Jane had always rejected my advances to have anal sex, claiming it to be a filthy taboo. She also disliked me touching her anal opening, even during sex. Yet, here she was, aroused to a point of no return, willingly allowing the large, burly stranger penetrate her in her ass with his dirty cock. Who would have guessed my wife would lose her anal virginity to a man she only met hours earlier!! This was another sharp dagger through my heart when I found out about this.

My wife’s anal muscles, previously contracted cautiously, began to relax and expand, accommodating the long, hard intrusion. The feeling was both intense and oddly soothing, it was a paradoxical blend of discomfort and undeniable arousal. As the cock advanced further, she could sense the fullness at the very tip of her inner walls. The sensation was similar to a gentle but insistent stretching, as if every nerve ending was being awakened all at once.

There was a moment, a brief pause, when the entirety of the cock had entered her, and she was filled with an almost overwhelming sense of being completely filled. In that instant, the contrast between the tightness of her muscles and the unyielding hardness of the cock was at its most intense. The fullness was total, and she could feel the pressure radiating outward, which was a constant reminder of this new experience that was both exhilarating and intimidating.

The boss then pulled his cocked out slowly, and slammed it in again, drawing out a sharp cry from my wife. It was my wife’s first anal sex experience and she knew she would be fucked mercilessly by this thick, hard 10-inch cock in the minutes, and god forbid, hours, that follow.

[Camomule]

Originally Posted by TheArtist

Her gym instructor is the luckiest man on earth

[TheArtist]

Originally Posted by Camomule

Her gym instructor is the luckiest man on earth

Yes, he is. Unfortunately. Though he wasn't the only lucky one.

[cumforme]

Y’all still married?

[fcmobile]

Gary: Can I hold you?

[TheArtist]

Originally Posted by cumforme

Y’all still married?

Yes, there are many considerations.

[TheArtist]

Lost

Was it 15 minutes? Or 30 minutes? Or closer to 40 minutes? My dearest wife has lost track of time. The coolness of the bedsheets did nothing to sooth the heat her ass felt, as the boss plunged his hard, warm cock deeper and deeper into her ass. It started slow with the boss easing his big cock in. As my wife’s anal muscles relaxed, the boss picked up his pace and began slamming his whole 10-inch cock into her ass.

Piak! Piak!! Piakk!! Piak!

Her ass cheeks jiggled as the boss slammed his cock deep into her with each powerful thrust. The sounds of their bodies slapping together and my wife’s cries echoed throughout the bedroom as the boss fucked her raw ass ferociously.

Boss: You’re so fucking tight, Jane. You were made for this.

My wife could feel her pussy growing wetter, betraying the arousal that she felt despite the taboo nature of the act. One she had always rejected, even the thoughts of it. Now, her ass was used for this man’s pleasure. She felt her pussy clench around emptiness, begging for attention while her ass was mercilessly fucked. The thickness of his member stretched her beyond what she thought possible. She bit down on the pillow to muffle the cries of both pain and pleasure that threatened to escape her lips. The initial discomfort grew into a warm sensational pleasure she couldn’t deny…

The boss seemed to sense her arousal and his fingers found their way to her wet clit and began rubbing it in the same tempo as his fucking. The combined sensation sent shockwaves through her body, making her arch her back and moan louder into the pillow.

Jane, once a boring and usually reserved Singaporean Chinese wife, my wife, found herself on all fours and fucked thoroughly by this burly ang moh. Her body was utterly used and abused to satisfy his lust, and it was far from over. In the aftermath, she was sore all over and of course, I didn’t know what happen at that time. Knowing the truth now felt strange. It felt unreal. But deep down I knew it was all true.

There was no rest for my wife, except for the brief moments the boss changed their positions. On all fours, my wife turned her head to look at the mirror beside the bed. She could see her body, back arched and her ass raised, receiving the full impact of every hard thrust as the boss slammed into her from behind. The mirror showed the angle of his cock sliding fully inside her, disappearing deep and then pulling out again in steady rhythm. The sensation of being filled so thoroughly, combined with his kisses on her neck and the firm hold on her waist, made her feel both fragile and helpless. She couldn’t move under his strong grip, and could only endure the relentless fucking in her ass.

The boss, after countless minutes, flipped her over onto her back. Now, my wife was lying back on the bed with her hips raised by pillows and legs draped over his shoulders, with the mirror now capturing the intimate scene from behind. He knelt between her legs, with one hand holding her waist and the other steadying her lower back as he slowly pushed into her tight, warm anus again. The depth was breathtaking as every inch inside her was filled. The ass fucking continued. His steady thrusts became stronger and faster, his breath hot in her ear as he leaned in close. My wife wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek as he leaned forward. Encouraged by her act, the boss turned to face her and locked his lips on hers. Their bodies pressed together and her D-cup breasts were squashed to the sides. My wife frenched the boss like lovers while the boss carried on slapping his cock deep into her ass. The room was now filled with her muffled moans, kissing and sucking sounds and the sharp slaps as the fucking continued.

The boss then lifted my wife on and shifted into a cowboy position, with my wife on top. There, she knelt between his legs, facing the mirror that reflected the curve of her spine. She sat down and from the mirror reflection, she watched the way his cock disappeared into her. The boss’ hands steadied her hips as she lowered herself onto him, the feeling of his hardness filling her tight back entrance in a way that was both overwhelming and addictive. She rocked slowly at first, savoring the full stretch and the way his cock filled her completely. The mirror showed her body undulating, and her breasts bouncing softly with each movement, her face a mix of concentration and pleasure. He gently tilted her hips upward, then in one swift motion he pulled her down. My wife’s eyes flew open and a loud cry escaped her mouth. The full weight of her body and the pull downwards pushed the large cock deeper into her ass. The sensation was unlike anything she had felt before, an intense fullness paired with a steady pounding that reached deep inside her.

With her hands braced on his chest, she guided the pace, starting with slow thrusts that let her savour how deeply he plunged into her. The first few rides were exploratory: she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and let out a soft moan as she discovered just how much of him she could take. The mirror showed her own shoulders flexing, breasts lifting and falling with the motion, and the slight catch of her breath every time she slid fully down. Her heart filled with unfiltered lust and excitement. She loved watching herself riding the cock in the mirror. It felt dirty. It felt almost shameful. But most important of all, it felt really, really good.

As she found her rhythm, the slow rocking gave way to a deeper, faster thrusts. Each circle of her hips carried him deeper into her hungry ass, and the thick fullness built into a warmth that spread through her belly and down her thighs. She could feel the way his cock stretched her, teasing the most sensitive spot just inside her, and every gentle bump against that spot set off sparks of pleasure that made her toes curl into the sheets. As she quickened her pace, she felt closer and closer to the edge. Her excitement mounting until her entire body quivered.

Then it happened: the slow-burn in her belly exploded into a long, rolling orgasm. Unlike orgasms from her pussy, this didn’t come as one sharp peak but as a series of waves that spread out from inside her. She arched her back as the first wave crashed through her, crying out in surprise and delight. In the mirror across the room she caught a glimpse of herself, her eyes closed, lips parted, body trembling in the aftermath of each surge. She watched as the reflections of her hips rose and fell. The orgasm lasted far longer than anything she had ever experienced. Where her vaginal climaxes typically peaked and then faded, this one stretched on. Even after her movements slowed, she felt the continued pleasure deep inside her. When she finally came back to herself, she opened her eyes and saw the boss watching her with a soft smile on his face. She fell onto his chest, tired and he cradled her in his arms and the couple kissed and frenched again, this time in a slower pace but much more passionate.

Jane: Love you boss…

Boss: Your husband? What about him?

Jane: I love you more… boss… I’m your woman now…

The boss grinned and shifted my wife onto all fours again. He hadn’t came and wasn’t going to let my wife go just yet. Needless to say, he fucked her anal for the rest of the night, and probably came into her ass raw multiple times. In the morning, they washed up together in the bathroom again. No prizes for guessing, the boss probably fucked her ass and mouth again.

Ivan sent my wife home that day. Not right away. He drove her back to his apartment first. He wanted a piece of the fun. When they stepped into Ivan’s apartment, without a word he crossed to a tall dresser and pulled open the top drawer, revealing a single garment neatly folded. He laid it out on the bed, a black, sheer, sleeveless bodysuit, cut high at the hips and tailored to the curve of her figure.

Ivan watched her with dark eyes as he instructed her to change into the bodysuit. She went into the toilet to change without hesitation, the memory of the boss’s bedroom still lingering in her mind. She was fucked for so long in her ass, that her pussy was aroused but never satisfied. She stepped into the bodysuit’s leg openings. When she pulled it up over her hips, the high cut framed her pelvis, leaving the sides of her waist bare. Finally, she slipped her arms through the sleeveless openings and tugged the mock neck mesh up over her head.

As the bodysuit settled into place, she felt its tight embrace. The sheer fabric revealed the pale curve of her breasts, her nipples could be seen, the gentle slope of her waist, and the hollow at the small of her back. Gathering at the crotch was a tiny patch of opaque black for minimal coverage, but even that was so thin it hinted at everything beneath. She walked out, and faced Ivan, knowing the next ordeal will leave her broken and sore like she never experienced before…

[Woxiangzuoai]

Good story and context

[gasirix88]

looks good and handful