Raunchy Cuckold Slut: I Need To Be Punished! ♕

My second encounter with Jamal was at his place the following night

I was in a particularly frisky mood that evening, I was in the mood to make be a raunchy cuckold slut. I wore nothing but a trench coat, panties, and black 4-inch stiletto heels, my husband Jeremy’s favorite. The sound they make on hard floors drives him wild, he says to me all the time. Jamal took pics of me with his big black cock stuffed in my mouth, my eyes cartoonishly wide. He shot a video of him railing me from behind, my ass flesh jiggling which each thrust.

There was another clip of him slapping his big black cock against my face (which, let’s be real, fucking hurt but was fucking hot). Video of him in my mouth as I slobbered all over his shaft. An above shot with him hammering me, holding my feet behind my head. You name it. That man can fold me like origami.

By the time we were done, we had a whole collection. My favorite was the one where he’s pulling my head back by my hair as he cums in my mouth and I’m looking right into the camera. I snuggled up to him, savoring his aftertaste as he sent the pictures to Jeremy. An hour later, I get home. Jeremy berates me. Screams at me. Enraged that I saw Jamal without his permission. I thought I’d prepared for this moment, but when faced with it, I didn’t exactly know what to say. I thought he would be pleased.

Now he knows I’m just a raunchy cuckold slut

Instead, he puts his hand under my trench coat. Feels my pussy through my panties. He sniffs his fingertips, then stares at me coldly. We looked at each other. Yes, my eyes said. Jamal was still hot inside me. If I opened my mouth, you could smell his big black cock on my breath. He grabs the trench coat. Rips it off. I try to cover myself. He grabs my wrists, pulls them away, and looks down. Jamal’s cum…oh God, it was pouring down my leg.

Jeremy pulls me to the bedroom. I think he knew I’m just a raunchy cuckold slut. Then he makes me stand still. Rips my panties off. Takes the cum-filled panties off me. Puts them in his mouth as he takes off his clothes. He tosses the panties aside. Wearing only the shoes, I crawl on the bed. As he laid me back and spread my legs apart, shame overwhelmed me. I knew he could smell my Jamal all over me. His sweat. His pheromones. And his cum, which still pooled inside of me and warmed me…and then Jeremy buried his face in my cunt and sucked all of Jamal’s cum right out. God, he was like a fucking animal going down on me.

No sloppy seconds for him tonight, and he got me all wet again

As soon as he could taste me he sat up, buried his hard cock in my cunt, and started pounding away. I winced at his familiar flesh as it replaced the preferred new shape Jamal’s big black cock had made. My tits bounced as he rocked me, which hurt, but I deserved it. And? It felt hot to deserve it. He slapped my tits and face as he fucked me. Degraded me.

“Ohh, God!!” he screamed, then shot his own loud into my cunt. I cackled as I held him close, as he emptied into me. He passed out on top of me after that. I don’t think I’d felt him cum that hard since we were first together. I closed my eyes, drifted to sleep, and wished he was Jamal.