The Latina Wife's Cuckolding Dream
Mrs. Angélica Espinoza
I lay in bed beside my husband, having trouble sleeping. I still couldn't believe that Samantha Greene would have an affair with her student. With the preacher's own son. It was a shameful thing. So wicked of her.
She was married.
How could she do that to her husband? To the community? It was so immoral.
Those thoughts plagued me. I rolled onto my side. I didn't want to have to discipline her. She was my friend, but she was doing these despicable acts at school. She was a teacher. She couldn't have sex with her students. It was immoral!
I lay there, staring at the red digits of my clock until... Sleep overcame me.
* * *
Damian Carlyle
I felt good as I returned from the Takahashi residence. I had enjoyed both Mrs. Takahashi and her daughter Nene while Mr. Takahashi watched on. Fucking the wife in bed beside her husband until he woke up had been such a wicked delight.
My mother and Mrs. Mitchel, who thought they were controlling me, were sleeping up in my bedroom. Those two delicious MILFs had fallen to their sinful lusts for each other. They were wrapped up in eating pussy as much as enjoying my cock.
I found it hard to believe that I was a demon's son at first, but now... I reveled in this all. It was a game. Something fun to enjoy as my powers fully manifested. I would have so much fun with the women around me.
I opened the door to the house. My step-dad was sleeping to the couch. I was getting used to the idea that the man I thought was my father wasn't. He was just Mom's husband. The man she cucked with my true father.
With the demon who had ravished her and turned her into a slut.
I glanced at Dad. He was pathetic. I used to respect him, but he was a cuckold like all the other men. He whimpered as he slept on the couch, having a dream. I didn't care. I headed upstairs and reached my bedroom. Alyta, Mrs. Mitchel's daughter, slept in there. She was to be my wife.
She was a delicious girl. She understood her place. She knew that she was here to serve me. She would find me women. Help me with my phone. She didn't try to control me like our mothers did. I moved to Alyta.
I slipped into bed and she snuggled up to me. Her body lithe and warm. She pressed her face into my chest and murmured, "Did you fuck her hard?"
"So hard. Both of them. Mother and daughter."
"Good..." Alyta was back asleep.
I smiled as I closed my eyes and fell into sleep. Into my dreams that I controlled. I reached out with my soul, questing around for a certain woman. For President Espinoza, the head of the private Christian college. I had to prevent Mrs. Greene from getting fired.
And I had another married MILF to seduce.
* * *
Angélica Espinoza
"Okay, then we have to discuss the budget for the marshmallow sale," I said, speaking to the school board. "If we raise enough money, we can buy slippers for all the students."
"Marshmallow sale?" a man asked in amusement.
I looked up to see Damian in the doorway. The preacher's son stood there utterly naked. I blinked at that tall, dark-haired boy grinning at me. Boy? He had a man's body at nineteen. Strong. Athletic. He wore a handsome smile. A wolfish and flirty one. His cock thrust out hard before him. A big, throbbing shaft that distracted me.
"Yes, yes, for the slippers for the kittens," I said as I turned back to the board. "You can't be here right now. It's a school board meeting."
He moved around the table, his cock bobbing. "You want me to be here, President Espinoza."
I shook my head. "No, no, this isn't for students. And you have to be dressed." My cheeks burned at the way his cock bobbed up and down as he moved around the table. "So you have to leave. Put some pants on or something."
"Why?" He reached the end of the table, standing just out of arm's reach. "You are staring at my cock. You like it?"
"What? No!" I tried to wrench my gaze away, but it was so close. the tip was a dark pink, the slit dripping with precum. He had big, hairy balls, too. "I don't like looking at it. I just... I mean..." Why was I getting so flustered here? I was a woman his mother's age. I dealt with students—young men—all the time. I shouldn't be getting flustered. "You have to get out of here. We have much to discuss. You've been a bad boy. I'll tell your mother."
"I have been a bad boy," he said and took a step closer. He brought that cock within reach now. I shuddered here, my heart pounding. "Just a bad, bad boy."
He grinned from ear to ear. He was proud of being bad. I shuddered as his dick twitched and throbbed. The precum kept dripping from the tip. I felt the heat of him washing through me. My thighs pressed tight. I was getting so wet. So aroused.
"Touch it," he said. "Reach out and grab it."
"I'm married," I whimpered. "And... and... you're a student."
"And?" he asked. "So what if you're married, and I'm a student? You want me. Take me. Seize my dick, President Espinoza."
I shook my head, whimpering.
He grabbed my wrist and drew my hand to his dick. He didn't even force me. He used hardly any effort. I was so... biddable in his touch. Moldable. I couldn't resist him. He pressed me against his cock. I wrapped my fingers around him. He was so much thicker than my husband. My cunt clenched again.
The board watched me. They stared at me as I held my student's dick. The preacher's son leaned down toward me. His blue eyes captured mine. They arrested me as he brought his lips to mine. He kissed me. I groaned as he did that.
His mouth felt so warm on mine. So glorious. I was married, but... but...
Damian thrust his tongue past my lips and into my mouth. I groaned, my hand tightening on his throbbing dick. He twitched with his heartbeat. Mine pounded so hard and fast. I groaned as I kissed him back. Why was I doing this? Why was I letting him kiss me?
The board watched. They judged me. They saw me being a cheating hussy. A harlot who couldn't control her own desires. I was a good woman. A Christian. I should pray to the Lord to stop this. I needed to, but my pussy burned.
I whimpered into his kiss.
I groaned as I stroked his cock. I worked my hand up and down his throbbing member. He broke the kiss and smiled at me. I panted, my breasts rising and falling. He tripped my chair and turned me to fully face him, my boobs jiggling.
"Mrs. Espinoza," he said. "I like calling you that. It's better than president, don't you think? More... fitting for what you are."
"You have to... show me... respect..." I panted, breathless from his kiss. "You have to... use my... title."
He smiled from ear to ear. "Isn't Missus a better title? One that implies faithfulness. A woman's title." He dropped to his knees, pulling his cock from my grasp. His hand grabbed my knees and pushed them together. "That implies a vow you're going to break with me, Mrs. Espinoza."
"Oh, Lord," I gasped as he pushed my legs apart. I was naked. My big breasts jiggled as his pale hands stroked my golden-brown thighs. He leaned toward my thick, black bush. I was soaked. My tart aroma filled my nose. "Oh, Lord, deliver me from—"
His lips nuzzled through my curls and kissed at my pussy lips.
I gasped at the sizzling contact of his lips on my pussy. He stroked his tongue through my folds. I groaned as he did that. He tongued me, stroking through my naughty bits. It was so wild feeling him doing that. My entire body quivered as he stroked me again and again. He feasted on me with that naughty tongue of his.
He stroked his tongue through my folds again and again. He loved me with all that he had. It was just so delicious to have him doing that. This was so wrong, but it felt so good. I moaned, my big boobs jiggling.
The board members stared on.
Judging me.
I trembled as Damian's tongue plunged into my married depths. Only my husband had ever touched me there. My eyes rolled back in my head. I groaned as he swirled around in my snatch. He teased me. Sent heat shivering through me. My bush rustled against his face.
He stirred me up. It was such a good delight to have him do that. I groaned, my face twisting in delight as he churned me up with his tongue. I groaned, loving everything that he did to me. This was such a good moment.
It was so amazing having his tongue dancing around in me like that.
"Damian," I moaned, trying not to, but the pleasure felt so good.
My eyes rolled back in my head as Damian plunged his tongue in and out of my cunt. It was so wild. I had never felt anything like this in my life. I rose toward this moment of bursting. It was so good. So wild.
He made me feel amazing. I groaned, my chair creaking. My big boobs jiggled as his tongue stroked through my folds and brushed my clitoris. He stroked over that bud. Sparks sizzled from it. I gasped, my head throwing back.
The tart aroma of my passion filled my nose as Damian nibbled on my clit.
"Oh, Damian!" I groaned.
The board watched me, shaking their heads.
I was a married woman. A Christian woman. I shouldn't be doing this. It was just a wonderful moment to feel his tongue flicking around my bud. He suckled on that sensitive pearl. His tongue polished it as my orgasm swelled in me.
This wonderful delight rose and rose in me as he did all these naughty things to me. I groaned, my face twisting in delight as he did it. I hurtled toward that moment when I would climax. When I would have a huge burst of delight.
I wanted it so badly.
I craved it so much. He suckled on my clit. He nibbled on me with his thick lips. My curls rustled against his face. My eyes squeezed shut. Everyone watched me. Judged me. I was such a harlot. Such a wanton wife.
"Damian!" I howled and climaxed.
My pussy juices gushed out of my cunt and bathed his mouth. I soaked him with all that I had. I squealed out in delight at how great this was. It was amazing having all this joy rushing through me. Stars flashed across my vision. My entire body bucked from the joy sweeping through me.
The heat soaked my mind. The bliss rushed over my thoughts. I groaned, my body bucking through such amazing heat. The juices gushed out and soaked his mouth. He licked them up. He lapped up all that passion.
"Oh, Damian," I moaned as I trembled through such joy. "Oh, yes, yes, Damian!"
He thrust his tongue into my convulsing pussy and swirled around in me. It was so good having all that delight sweeping through me. I bucked through the bliss. Through all that amazing delight. It was such a blissful moment to cum on him.
Another man made me cum.
