Part 1 – Maya’s Temptation
Maya glared at her husband Rick’s retreating back as he practically sprinted out the door, mumbling something about an emergency work call. It was the third night this week he’d bailed on her, leaving Maya frustrated and seething in her sexiest lingerie.
The faint sound of a basketball bouncing in the driveway caught Maya’s attention. Setting her wine glass down with a huff, she padded over to the window and peeked through the blinds. Her breath caught at the sight that greeted her.
Their new neighbor Zane was shooting hoops shirtless, his ripped body gleaming with sweat under the floodlights. Maya felt her body responding to the delicious visual, a plan already taking shape in her restless mind. If Rick was too busy to satisfy her needs, maybe Zane would be more amenable…
The next day, Maya made sure to be outside watering her flowers when Zane got home from work. She had spent an hour agonizing over the perfect “casual” outfit – a flimsy sundress that barely hit mid thigh and clung to her dangerous curves, with no bra or panties. Heart pounding with illicit anticipation, she waved at Zane as he climbed out of his car.
“Hey there, neighbor!” she called, putting an extra swing in her hips as she sauntered towards him. “Beautiful evening isn’t it?”
Zane’s eyes widened as he took in Maya’s barely covered body, his gaze raking up her long legs and lingering on the peaked nipples straining against the thin fabric. “Uh, yeah, gorgeous,” he stammered, looking a bit dazed. “The evening. You. I mean-“
Maya bit back a smirk, feeling bold and brazen. She’d never outright seduced someone before but the way Zane was looking at her, like he wanted to devour her whole, was a heady aphrodisiac. Stepping into his personal space, she laid a hand on his firm chest and purred,”You know, I couldn’t help but notice your basketball skills last night…”
Zane audibly gulped as Maya started drawing lazy patterns on his pecs with a perfectly manicured nail. “Oh yeah?” he managed roughly. “You like watching me handle balls?”
Maya almost purred at the blatant innuendo, loving this verbal foreplay. Two could play at that game. “Mmmm, you could say that,” she murmured silkily. “But I’d much rather feel your hands on me.”
Zane made a choked sound deep in his throat. “Aren’t you married? I don’t want to step on any toes…”
Maya rolled her eyes. “My husband barely touches me these days. He’s always ‘too busy’ or ‘too tired’… a woman has NEEDS, you know.”
Something dark and hungry flashed in Zane’s eyes at her words. “Needs I’d be more than happy to meet,” he rumbled, snaking an arm around Maya’s waist and tugging her flush against him. She gasped at the feel of his already hard cock pressing insistently into her belly. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I first saw you…”
“Then take me,” Maya whispered against his parted lips, emboldened by lust and frustration. “Take what’s yours.”
With a low growl, Zane smashed his mouth against hers in a kiss that was pure sin. Maya whimpered as he licked into her mouth, plundering her with his wicked tongue. One big hand slid down to palm her ass through her thin dress while the other tangled in her hair, holding her captive against his marauding lips.
By the time they stumbled through Zane’s front door and collapsed on the couch in a tangle of groping hands, Maya was embarrassingly wet. She could feel her arousal starting to soak through her dress as Zane roughly palmed her tits, tweaking her painfully hard nipples.
“Fuck, I need to taste you,” he panted raggedly, shoving her skirt up around her waist. “Gonna eat this pretty little pussy til you scream…”
Maya writhed and keened as Zane buried his face between her thighs like a man possessed, licking and sucking at her swollen clit with single-minded intensity. Within minutes, she could feel her orgasm building to a fever pitch, her cunt clenching around his thrusting tongue.
“Oh god, oh FUCK, I’m gonna – ahhhhHHH!” Maya wailed as her climax crashed over her, hot jets of liquid spraying Zane’s mouth and chin. He groaned in approval, lapping up her gushing essence like a man dying of thirst.
“Best fucking thing I’ve ever tasted,” Zane rasped, resurfacing with a wet sheen coating his stubbled jaw. “But now I’m gonna fill this needy cunt with my cock…”
Maya whimpered with need as Zane stood and shucked his jeans with a predatory glint in his eye, revealing the biggest, thickest dick she’d ever seen. Transfixed, she watched him fist his impressive length, smearing the bead of precum around his bulbous tip.
“Like what you see, sweetheart?” Zane smirked, slowly stroking himself as Maya gaped. “Bet hubby’s never stretched this tight pussy like I’m about to…”
“God, PLEASE,” Maya begged shamelessly, spreading her legs wider in wanton invitation. “I need your huge cock wrecking me, splitting me open, FUCK!”
Maya shrieked as Zane promptly buried himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust, not stopping til his heavy sack smacked wetly against her ass.
“Goddamn, you’re tight,” Zane grunted, slowly withdrawing til just the tip remained before slamming back home. “Gonna ruin this cunt for your pathetic cockless husband…”
He set a relentless rhythm then, pounding into Maya’s upturned pussy like a jackhammer. The obscene slap of skin-on-skin and crude squelch of her dripping snatch filled the room, punctuated by Maya’s escalating wails.
Lost to the all-consuming bliss of finally, FINALLY being so fucking full, Maya surrendered herself completely to this virtual stranger’s cock. “Harder,” she bleated, flicking her sensitive clit in time with his thrusts, “Fucking HARDER, make me your cocksleeve, your married whore, RUIN ME…”
Zane snarled at her filthy demands, fingers biting into her hips as he slammed into her abused hole with renewed vigor. “Fuckin take it,” he spat, sweat rolling down his neck from the exertion. “Take my cock like the desperate cumslut you are, fucking MILK IT.”
Maya screamed as her pussy heeded his command, rippling violently around Zane’s pistoning length as a second, even more intense orgasm ripped through her. A veritable flood gushed from her spasming cunt, bathing Zane’s thick root and balls and soaking the couch beneath.
“FUCK, baby, I can’t – ” Zane choked out, hips stuttering as he fought his own impending release. “Gonna fucking nut in this pussy, paint it white, knock you up with my fucking BASTARD…”
With an almost pained bellow, Zane crammed himself impossibly deeper and fell still, his cock visibly pulsing as he pumped what felt like a gallon of hot seed directly into Maya’s fluttering womb.
Boneless, Maya collapsed back against the cushions, staring with glassy eyes at her new lover’s heaving chest. She knew in that moment, with Zane’s cum searing her insides and his softening shaft still stretching her raw, that she would never be satisfied with just Rick again.
She had been well and truly ruined for all other men…and she had never been more deliciously fulfilled. Maya couldn’t wait to see the look on Rick’s face when he realized his precious wife had become the neighborhood pump…
Part 2 – Rick’s Revelation
Rick white-knuckled his steering wheel as he sped back towards his street, heart pounding and palms sweaty. He was almost home, just a few minutes away from confirming his secret suspicions and most sordid fantasies.
For months now, he had been consumed by the thought of Maya cheating on him. At first, he had brushed it off as paranoid depravity, too many hours wasted scrolling cuckold stories online poisoning his mind.
But then the clues had started adding up – mysterious new lingerie, furtive phone calls taken just out of earshot, those telltale beard burns between her thighs that Rick knew damn well he hadn’t put there.
Even faced with the growing evidence of Maya’s infidelity, most men would have confronted her, demanded answers, lawyered up. But Rick? His cock had never been so perpetually, painfully hard.
He started purposefully picking fights with Maya, goading her into icy silences and slamming doors. He took more and more bogus “business trips”, leaving her alone for days with nothing but a cold bed and her wildest imagination. Maybe part of him hoped that forcing that neglected housewife isolation on her would drive her into the arms (and between the legs) of another man…
Rick’s perverted prayers were finally answered the day he overheard Zane bragging to his boys in the driveway about bagging the hot piece next door. It took all his self-control not to bust in his jeans right then and there at the thought of his starved wife bent over for the brawny bachelor.
He threw himself into gathering proof with a zeal bordering on obsession. Hacked Maya’s cell to track her movements, installed cameras around their home, even bought one of those CSI jizz detection kits for the sheets. With each new detail uncovered, each sordid scene captured for posterity, Rick’s sick fascination grew.
The only thing holding him back from gleefully confronting his clueless cuckoldress was the overwhelming need to catch her in the act. He NEEDED to see the infidelity, to watch the ultimate betrayal unfold with his own eyes. Only then could he reveal his twisted kink, drop to his knees and thank Maya for unlocking this dark door…
Now, as Rick screeched to a halt in their driveway, he had a feeling his patience was about to pay off. The house was dark, Maya’s car missing from its usual spot – but a single light glowed from Zane’s front window. Palming his already aching cock through his slacks, Rick crept around the side of the house to peer through the blinds…and nearly blew his load at the depraved scene within.
There was his gorgeous wife, skirt hiked up around her hips and tanned legs spread wide, getting absolutely RAILED into the couch cushions. Zane’s muscular ass pistoned between her thighs with ruthless intensity, taught glutes flexing with each brutal thrust.
Rick clapped a hand over his mouth to muffle his groan as Maya’s ecstatic wails reached a fever pitch, her nails clawing angry red welts down Zane’s straining back. Even through the window, he swore he could hear the obscene slap of skin and crude squelch of his wife’s well-used cunt.
With trembling fingers, Rick fumbled his throbbing dick out into the cool night air, the relief of freedom almost painful. He fisted himself feverishly as he watched his marriage implode in the most deliciously degrading way, the tingling pressure in his balls already reaching a boiling point.
And then Maya was seizing up with a piercing scream, her whole body convulsing violently in what had to be a bone-shattering orgasm. Even more shockingly, Rick watched her unleash a high-pressure stream of ejaculate all over Zane’s pistoning hips, the couch, her own stomach.
The visual of Maya SQUIRTING on another man’s cock had Rick biting down on his fist to stifle his shout, thick jets of jizz erupting from him to paint the side of the house. He sagged against the wall as he shuddered through the most intense climax of his life, milking himself brutally and drinking in every filthy detail.
Even in the depths of his perverted daydreams, Rick had never imagined it would feel this thrilling, this utterly RIGHT, to be so thoroughly cuckolded. Dazed and drunk on the mingled shame and euphoria, he stumbled into Zane’s house without knocking, too far gone to consider the consequences.
He followed the noises to the living room, rounding the doorway just in time to see Zane sheathing his softening, cum-slick cock back into his jeans. Maya was still prone on the wrecked couch, thighs spread shamelessly and round tits out, flushed and panting in the throes of afterglow.
When their eyes met, Maya’s pleasure-glazed expression morphed into shock and panic. She scrambled to cover herself, stammering out the start of an excuse – but Rick held up a hand, chuckling lowly.
“No need to explain, darling,” he smirked, striding over to cup her sticky cheek. “I think it’s quite obvious what’s been going on here.”
Maya gulped hard, gaze flicking nervously between the two men. “Rick, baby, it’s not – we just -“
“Just WHAT?” Rick challenged with a raised brow. “Just ruined our marriage vows so thoroughly that the couch is soaked? Just proved you need a REAL man to satisfy you?”
Maya flinched at his harsh words but then something shifted behind her eyes – a glimmer of cautious hope. “Wait… you’re not angry?”
“Oh quite the contrary,” Rick grinned, reaching down to squeeze her slick mound possessively. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more satisfied IN MY LIFE.”
Comprehension dawned on Maya’s face and she let out an incredulous little laugh, shaking her head. “I don’t believe it… my straitlaced hubby is actually a fuckin cuck!”
“The cuck-iest,” Rick confirmed with a wry chuckle. “Been jerking it to your affair for weeks now, just PRAYING you’d let Zane bust in that pretty pussy.”
“Well shit,” Zane piped up from the corner, already palming his re-swelling bulge as he watched the couple’s charged exchange. “Wish you’da said somethin sooner, could saved us all this sneakin around!”
“Oh but where’s the fun in that?” Rick purred, bringing Maya’s hand to his own eager erection. “Secrets and seductions are what make cuckolding so fucking HOT.”
Maya let out a shuddery moan, eyes fluttering shut in bliss as she stroked her husband through his dampening slacks. “Mmm, you’re right,” she gasped, squeezing him roughly. “Knowing you were getting off on my unfaithful cunt this whole time…FUCK that’s sexy!”
Growling deep in his chest, Rick pushed Maya back onto the couch and fumbled with his zipper, his cock practically pulsing in his hand. “You’re damn right it is,” he grunted, shuffling forward on his knees to press the drooling tip against her messy snatch. “Just like THIS is gonna be, taking Zane’s sloppy seconds, feeling his spunk soak my cock…”
“Jesus FUCK,” Zane hissed, frantically stroking himself as he watched Rick notch himself at Maya’s used entrance. “You two are so fuckin filthy, gonna make me bust again already…”
Maya just mewled and canted her hips, swollen lips parting eagerly for her husband’s throbbing shaft. When Rick finally sank into her with a guttural groan, the wet heat and squishy friction unlike anything he’d ever felt, he knew there was no going back. Cuckold porn could never compare to the real thing – he was goddamn HOOKED.
In the weeks and months to come, Rick and Maya dove headlong into the lifestyle with a fervor that shocked even them. Threeways became standard practice, with Rick enthusiastically playing cleanup crew. His refractory period seemed to have disappeared entirely – the mere thought of his wife bouncing on a shiny new cock had him rock hard and LEAKING 24/7.
Maya, for her part, took to hotwifing like a duck to deliciously murky water. She became insatiable, spending her days hunting for juicy new prey to bring home to hubby. Zane remained a frequent flyer in her fuck rotation, but they steadily expanded their “inner circle”.
Barely legal delivery boys, married men Maya picked up on hookup apps, even a strapping lad young enough to be their SON – no dick was off limits for their depraved dalliances. And Rick? He couldn’t suck and swallow strangers’ spunk from Maya’s abused holes fast enough. He had become a connoisseur of cream pie, an aficionado of adultery.
