Alex got off of the bed, taking a few moments to survey his handiwork. His wife, Desiree, laid spread-eagled on the bed, hands and ankles tied to the four bedposts, panting and sweating as she tried to recover. The black rope and blindfold contrasted with her white skin as her brown hair fanned out about her.
"That was amazing, Alex," Desiree said.
It had taken a long time to convince her to do this. This was the fourth time now, and she was finally starting to get more into it. Alex had a secret though, this was just the build up to his real fantasy. Alex had always had a fantasy of another guy fucking her, however, and with any luck, it was going to happen today.
Desiree would have never allowed it though, which was why she was blindfolded. Alex had been dropping subtle hints to his neighbor, Michael, about how sometimes he leaves his wife alone for an hour after tying her up, in the hopes that Michael would take the bait.
Alex sat on the edge of the bed, lightly running a finger over his wife's small nipples. Her breasts heaved as she drew in a breath sharply. He leaned down and kissed her, and after a few moments the preset alarm he had scheduled went off, his normal ringtone echoing in a few. Feigning exasperation, he stood up and 'answered' it.
"Fine, fine, I'll be there in a few." Alex turned to his wife, though she couldn't see it. "I gotta run to the office, baby. I'll be back in a half hour, probably less."
Desiree groaned. "Again? Just untie me first this time."
Alex grinned. Not a chance. "Sorry, Des. I'll be back in a jiff. Love you." Alex turned, making sure that the nanny cam was still hidden on the dresser, and left the room.
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Michael looked up from the lawn mower in his front yard as he heard his neighbor's door slam.
"Hey, Alex. What's going on?"
Alex walked over to the fence. "Not much, Mike." He dangled his car keys in his finger. "Emergency at work. Gotta go in for an hour or so."
Michael nodded and took a sip of his beer. "Nice day out, might as well take Desiree with you and make a day of it."
Alex paused for a second, before slightly laughing and said, "She's a bit tied up with other things right now."
'Oh I bet she is', Michael thought. He had always wanted an opportunity to fuck her, and this might just be it. Michael quickly thought up a plan. "Hey, I was actually getting ready to come over. I need to borrow some tools. Mind if I grab them from the garage?"
Alex shook his head. "No problem, go right ahead. You know where everything is." He paused. "Feel free to use whatever you need."
Michael nodded, and tipped his beer at him. "Thanks, man."
Alex nodded, heart beating in his chest, as he turned, climbed into his car and drove away.
Michael wasted absolutely no time, thoughts of what he was about to do consuming him. As soon as Alex was around the corner, he walked in through the garage and quickly made his way inside the house. He walked upstairs, and quickly found the bedroom where Desiree was tied up.
Her head snapped towards the doorway as she heard something. "Alex? I thought you left for work."
Michael grinned as he undid his belt. This stuck up bitch was his, finally. He pulled out his phone, quickly snapping a few pictures and then set it up on the dresser to film.
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Desiree let out a gasp of breath as she felt her nipple being pinched slightly. "Alex, come on. I'm tired," she whined. She let out another gasp of air as her face was lightly slapped.
Michael ran his hands all over her body, and Desiree felt herself start to get wet under her 'husbands' ministrations. She moaned slightly as a pair of fingers were worked their way inside of her.
He stroked and sucked and licked her as she built towards an orgasm, that familiar heat rising up again. Michael lifted his head from her crotch and took a nipple in between his teeth, rolling it around and biting down on it as her body shook.
He moved forward, sitting on her chest. Desiree's face jerked as she felt a dick slap her cheek before he guided her mouth onto it. She sucked on the tip for a moment, moving down and taking half of the length in before pulling back. Michael repositioned his dick in her mouth, poking it hard into her cheek before realigning with her mouth, and grabbed her head with both hands.
Desiree had always been proud of her deepthroating skills. But she had never had a guy push his dick down her throat like that and she started to gag as tears formed in her eyes. He started slow, but quickly increased his pace as he drove his dick down her throat repeatedly.
She sucked in a huge breath of air as he pulled back, only to feel himself move off of her, and then position his dick at her folds. She moaned slightly as he sank his dick deep inside of her, grimacing slightly as she felt a little bit further stretched out than she normally did.
Michael started taking long, deep strokes in her, soon causing her to moan and reciprocate his movements. Desiree could feel sweat running down her chest as his hips rocked into hers. She started shaking as she felt her orgasm build up inside of her again, having been built to it and not given release over and over, only to have it back off again as he slowed down and took shallower strokes.
"More, baby. Harder," she managed to gasp out. Michael grinned as Desiree bit her lip, her breasts slightly swaying from the motion of his dick. She had no idea. Michael paused at her entrance for a moment, and then slammed his hips into hers, driving the breath out of her as he bottomed out inside.
He gave her a moment to readjust, before he pulled his hips back and started thrusting into her as hard as he could. Desiree had always dismissed him, having never been all that fond of him. Well, he'd show her. Michael slammed his cock in and out of her, the sounds of his hips slamming into hers filling the room.
Desiree groaned, half in pain and half in pleasure as she felt him pound her pussy. "Not-not that har- hard," she managed to get out as her breath was driven out of her.
Michael paused for a moment, grabbing both of her breasts in his hands. They were barely more than a handful, but they were enough, and he leaned his entire weight on her.
Desiree groaned, feeling short of breath as she felt the hands on her chest. His entire upper body weight was pushing her deeper into the bed, driving the breath out of her. Michael continued slamming his cock in and out of her inflamed cunt, and she felt the stirrings of her orgasm again. She grimaced as she thought of the bruises she'd have tomorrow on her thighs.
Michael felt her tighten up around her as she moaned out an orgasm, and with a few more thrusts as she coaxed his load out of him, buried himself inside of her as ropes of cum shot out of his cock. He sat there for a minute catching his breath before he pulled out of her, and laughed silently to himself as he saw how open her pussy looked, cum leaking from it.
