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Man Flu 4: Part 4
🕑 Added 2024-01-31 21:44:18 +0000 UTCMy wife pulls her cock out of Missy’s mouth and out from between my legs. She clubs my ass with her big dick before letting it drag across my leg as she steps around me to complete the triangle of her, I, and Missy on her knees. Grabbing her dick in the middle she taps hers up and down over mine as if turning a light switch on and off. Feeling her hard, hot meat against mine was very strange to say the least. Not only was it the first erect penis to touch mine, the damn thing was so thick that it covered a half of my length just by laying across it perpendicular.
“The difference is CRAAAZY!” Missy giggles as she grabs me in her right hand and Chelsea in the left. On mine her fingers comfortably wrapped all the way round it and left only the knob poking out the end. On Chelsea’s there was still a sizable gab between her middle finger and thumb and her petite hand only covered a small portion of the monster. As she strokes me she latches her lips back onto Chelsea’s big hog and sucks with sheer delight. “Mmmm!” With determination in her eyes Missy does her best to deep throat the schlong, but it was just too fucking big. “GLLGH! Mwah!” She gasps with a laugh, streamers of spittle flying from her lips. “Damn Mrs. Parker! I just can’t do it.”
Chelsea pats the girl’s head. “You did your best and that’s what counts.” Missy titters and blushes a little at the older woman’s encouraging words. Patting her tip against Missy’s smiling lips she gives a nod toward our bed. “Up you go princess.”
“Yes Ma’am!” Abandoning my dick without even a glance Missy scrambles on all fours from the floor and onto the bed, her thick, soft body jiggling wonderfully as she went. Rolling to her back in the center of the bed she wriggles from her panties and spreads her legs to reveal her vibrant red muff and pretty pink pussy. With two fingers she begins to rub her clit and slit as she watches and waits.
Whap! Chelsea lays a stinging slap across my ass. “Get her warmed for me pee wee.”
“Hey!” I rub my burning butt. “Take it easy. Enough of this pee wee stuff, huh? And…”
She shuts me up with a icy glare. As she holds it for a long, cold second her voice from a moment ago echos in my mind. ‘Then you do as I say and take your punishment tonight without making a fuss and maybe, just maybe, I’ll consider keeping your useless, cheating ass around.’ In that unwavering frigid glare I could see that she was not fucking around. She was ready to dump my ass this very second if I pushed it, yet she was leaving me this one tenuous thread of hope to possibly salvage our marriage. If I wanted to keep her, which I very much did, I was just going have to swallow my pride and take my lumps. On the bright side it was actually kinda hot seeing my wife’s aggressive side come out in the bedroom. Not that she was some shrinking violet normally, but burning jealousy and those 12 inches of meat had given her a swagger I’d never seen in her before. When I give her a silent nod her demeanor warms and she condescendingly pats my head just as she had Missy’s.
Missy spreads her legs wider, her gleaming blue eyes wide with lusty anticipation, as I crawl onto the bed. My cock was so fucking hard her hot, tight pussy was going to feel so good.
“EEEP!” I yelp as suddenly my balls are grabbed from behind just as I made my move to mount our red head maid.
“Oh no.” Chelsea gives my nuts a squeeze and a slap. “I said warm her up little man. This slut’s going to need to be primed and ready for my monster cock and your sad three minutes of poking and grunting ain’t going to do shit.”
“Pfff!” I try to laugh off the insult…but after a second for it to sink in the words struck home. Ouch! “It’s longer than three minutes.” I mutter in a tepid defense.
“Ha!” Chelsea sneers. “Who do you think you’re talking to here quick dick? But if you don’t believe me we can go to the video.”
My ego shrivels as my diamond hard dick flexes with all its might. Somehow I was hating this and loving it at the same time. Missy lays in stunned silence, staring at me to see how I was going to respond. The Jordan that she knew, her wealthy older boss and the man she ‘loved’, was confident and cocky and dominant. In her eyes I was the classic rich alpha male sweeping up the pretty damsel from one of those cheesy romance novels. The man she sees today however lowers his head in defeat. Her eyes widen in wonder as she watches me submit to my wife’s will. Having Missy here to witness my humbling made it hit ten times harder.
“What do you want me to do?” I whisper. Coming around the side of the bed Chelsea grabs the back of my head and pushes it down until my snout is buried in Missy’s moist marmalade muff. “Mmf!” Warm pussy mashes against my lips. I could smell Missy’s natural perfume and some sweat from her hurried trip to our house on a hot day like this. Opening my mouth I plunge my tongue through her fleshy folds and start to eat her out.
“That’s it.” Chelsea pushes me in harder so that my whole face is buried in Missy’s crotch. “Eating pussy is for beta bitches like you. Better get used to it.”
“Beta…?” Missy gasps. “Mrs. Parker! These things you say to him.”
“Don’t you worry about him princess.” Chelsea winks as she lets go of my head and stands tall again. “Jordan loves this stuff. He can’t get enough of dominant women humiliating him. Isn’t that right baby?”
“Mmm.” I hum a neutral answer, my mouth too busy to answer properly.
“Exactly.” Chelsea nods. “Besides.” She clubs her cock into the palm of her hand a couple of times. “Jordan knows who’s swinging the big pipe now. Don’t you, cuck?”
“Mmm.” I answer again with an embarrassed blush rising in my cheeks. Unable to defense myself I instead focus all of my shame into slurping Missy’s succulent snatch. “Mmmm!”
“Ohhh.” Missy sighs, her body relaxing as my tongue brings her pleasure. “Ohhh, that’s nice.”
“Yeah.” Chelsea smiles. “He’s not bad. No patience, but not bad. Is he doing that scoopy thing with his tongue?”
Missy giggles. “Yes.”
“The man is predictable.” Sitting down at the side of the bed Chelsea opens the nightstand drawer to rummage out the bottle of lube we kept there for those rare nights she let me go back door. “He’ll be moving to suck the clit soon.” Damned if she hadn’t had me figured. I was indeed just about to make that move. In defiance I settle in and continue to tongue fuck Missy’s hole instead. “That’s it, bitch boy, get comfortable down there.” She squirts a line of lube straight down the center of her fat, veiny cock. “I want at least one orgasm out of the this girl before I let you up.” As she clicks the tube shut she points at Missy. “And don’t you DARE fake it. Let him earn it.”
“Ohhh Mrs. Parker. I never fake my…”
“Bullshit.” Chelsea cuts her off. “I watched you. I heard you. He didn’t even come close to getting you off.”
Missy glances nervously down on me peering up from between her legs. “Oh! Um…”
“Don’t worry Missy. He loves it, remember. He wants to hear the truth. Jordan ever get you off Missy?”
“Well…um…no. Not exactly.” She confesses before trying to comfort me. “But it still felt nice.” Her assuring tone only makes me feel all the more pathetic. “Really nice.”
“Ha!” Chelsea chortles as she begins to work the lube out over her hard throbbing penis. “Don’t feel bad. I’ve faked about ninety percent of mine.” She looks square into my eyes. “Something that I won’t be doing again. I don’t fake it for shrimp dick betas.”
Christ! I knew that my punishment was going to be bad but I never expected this level of emasculation. I prayed the girls were exaggerating for effect, but I had a heavy feeling in my gut that what I was actually hearing was the unvarnished truth for the first time in my life. Was I a bad lover!? I hold my wife’s steady gaze as long as I could before looking away and up and Missy’s big mounds.
“Ohhh. Ohhhh!” Missy moans as she grabs my hair and begins to grind back against my mouth. While my eyes were peering up her buxom body hers were glued to my wife’s glistening cock. I swear that her pussy got hotter and wetter just at the sight of Chelsea’s big female dick. I suck up her excess juices and move on to start to suckle at her clit “Ohhhhh!”
“She’s liking what you’re doing babe.” Chelsea says as she watches the flush rise in our pretty maid’s cheeks. “Use a couple of fingers now. Finger fuck this little slut.”
“Nnngh.” As I tongue and suck Missy’s clitty I bring a hand up under me to slip my index and middle finger into Missy’s dripping slit.
“OHHH!” Missy’s grip tightens in my hair as her grinding into my face gets harder and more urgent. In the past she would have already cum. loud and dramatic, but today she just gearing up. Her ragged breath and harsh grunts weren’t as pitch perfect as usual. Her motions were more instinctual. Her intense expression was not as practiced. And the pink across her cheeks and the way her big nipples tightened into perfect nubs could not be faked. She was building up to the first genuine orgasm that I had ever given her. And it was…beautiful! “Hmmmmm! OHHHHHH!”
“Nnngh! Mmmm!” I suck her harder and faster while plunging my fingers in and out of her quicker and deeper. Fuck she was wet!
“Ohhhhh Jordaaaan!” Her sweet voice rises as, at last, she pulls her gaze from my wife’s meat to gaze down into my eyes. Her tone pleading she whispers through ragged breaths. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” She gropes and squeezes her huge tits, pinching at the nipples. “Just…like…that…mmmmmm!” I tongue her and suck her and finger her with all I had. Bringing sexual pleasure to this hot young woman was my whole focus now. I wanted to see her cum, for real, and I wanted to earn it. My jaw was aching and my tongue tiring but I soldier on eating Missy’s pussy without pause. Not much longer, though longer than I expected, I watch a shudder quake up her soft, pale body and taste a rush of her sweet nectar. Her thick thighs clamp hard around my head while at the same time she pulls me hard into her. “Ohhhh fuuuuuck!”
“There she blows!” Chelsea claps her dry hand off her thigh as her slick one continued to stroke her length. “Congratulations baby. You finally made a woman climax. Miracles do exist.”
“Yesss! Yessss! Yessss!” Missy lets out long low moans that match the contractions of her orgasm and the hard writhing of her jiggling flesh. “Ohhh Jordan!”
“NNNGH!” I groan while Missy bucks against me and smears her drooling cunny all over my face as I struggle to keep her eating out. Her release was primal, natural, and easily the hottest I’d ever seen. Only now was it dawning on me just how far short I’d actually come to taking her to this point in the past.
Comments
Grimbous
I kept waffling back and forth between third and half. I think you're right nope, I'll change it.
nope
Super hot chapter! Also if her cock is soup can thick when soft, wouldn't her girth be more than just 'over a third' of his length when she's hard? I feel like it would be quite comfortably over half if he's around 5.
