by Jason Lenov
"Hey amigo! Everything alright?"
I realized I'd been staring only at her and that massive cock she'd been hauling on. I lifted my eyes to his.
He was grinning but it was a puzzled grin. I realized what I must have looked like. Terrified.
"Yeah," I breathed, "it's fine."
Valerya turned to face me at the sound of my voice. As her eyes settled on me, she broke into giggles. Obviously at what I looked like. I closed my mouth and blinked my eyes a few times after I realized how they'd dried out from staring.
"Good," Viktor grunted, turning his attention back to my wife.
Valerya was still giggling as he slapped her with his cock a few more times. Our eyes met as his flesh connected with her cheek.
I had no idea what was so hot about it but I could not look away. I couldn't look away from the sight of my wife being used that way by another man.
"Okay," Viktor commanded, "on the bed."
Valerya scrambled up immediately onto the bed. She was about to lie down on her back when he stopped her and steadied her on all fours. Her beautiful round ass was sticking high up in the air and her legs were crossed. The evidence of her arousal dripped from her pretty, pink slit.
"Ah..." Viktor grunted, looking back at me, his hand still on her ass. "Fuck man, you have a nice wife. "Dobra kurwa," he muttered.
Good whore.
His hand came up and landed on the fleshy part of her ass. The loud smack it made filled the room. Her flesh trembled outwards from where he'd spanked her and I heard her yelp a little this time.
Somehow that sound gave me courage. "Hey, Viktor, man...maybe go a little easy...she's not really into the rough stuff," I said.
He turned around again, grinning. "Amigo, don't worry. You just have to know where to spank." His massive palm cut sideways this time, smacking into the side of her ass. The sound that came out of her was somewhere between a cry and a mewl. "You see?" Viktor asked. "You like it baby? Right?"
Valerya turned her neck and looked back at me. There were tears in her eyes. Right before I jumped up and ran to her, she whispered, almost too softly for me to hear. "I like it."
Viktor turned back towards her and his hand swept up in a wide arc, cuffing her ass on the way up.
The pain in her expression made me cringe. I had no idea she had this side to her. That she liked it this rough. She yelped as his palm made contact again with her ass but the way she was moving only made it look like she wanted more.
Viktor spat into his palm and started rubbing the head of his cock. After a few rubs he put the head of it at the entrance to her tight slit.
Her pussy was drooling hot, clear juice now. He ran the purple head of his cock up and down the folds of her pussy, until he was coated in liquid. Even just the head of his cock pressed against her cunt that way looked massive. There was no way his whole cock was going to fit inside her.
I was so confused and turned on and aching all over from the tension. I reached down and grabbed my cock, ready to watch my wife get fucked.
With a gentle pressure, Viktor leaned in and I saw her folds split open under the weight of his cock. Her pink pussy opened for him like a flower and my jaw dropped open again as I saw the head of his engorged cock press inside.
Valerya's whole body changed the moment he entered her. Her back arched, pushing her pussy even higher for him. Her shoulders tensed as his meat split her tender flesh. She sucked in her breath with a loud gasp.
Viktor grunted over her. I rocked back and forth in my chair. Nervous energy seared up and down my spine. This was it. This was what I'd wanted. I'd wanted to see her with another man. I'd wanted Viktor to fuck my wife. Not that I was regretting what I saw, although there was probably some regret buried in the bundle of emotions that held my hands clenched to the chair. But more than that, I felt transported, outside of myself, like I was looking at the whole thing from above. The only thing keeping me anchored to any sort of reality was the aching need I felt in my balls and in my cock.
He put a hand on each of her round ass cheeks. He pushed them, spreading her apart and giving me the perfect view of her soaked, willing pussy. I watched his ass tense and a moment later he shifted his weight forward and sank deep into my wife.
Valerya groaned loudly as inch after inch of his cock sank into her tight, weeping hole. He must have been ten inches fully erect and I watched as he pushed almost half of that into her. I saw her grimace right before he stopped. It was already deeper than I'd ever been inside her. She turned to face him, her lips twisted in anguish.
He rocked back and forth a little, trying to work himself in deeper into her pussy.
"Nie, Viktor! It's all I can take!"
I looked up to see his mouth curl in a sneer. My heart was pounding for my little Valerya, seemingly completely stuffed by his veiny rod. He grabbed hold of her hips and I could only watch in horror as I realized what he was about to do. He leaned forward.
Her expression changed to shock as she realized what was about to happen.
He rocked forward a little, his fingers digging into her flesh.
Her tits swayed beneath her chest.
The wet sound of his cock splitting her tight pussy and plunging into the depths of her insides filled the room. Valerya moaned, a low moan that gradually rose in pitch, then transformed into a series of pained sobs. I watched as the rest of his massive organ sank into her, the whole spectacle ending with the soft slap of his balls against her tender clit.
I sat frozen to my seat. Had he hurt her? Before I saw it with my own eyes I thought there was no way she could have fit his entire length inside herself. Once again I tried to get out of my seat, to go over and tell them to stop, that things had obviously gone far enough.
What kept me from doing it was the sound of those sobs changing. My gaze roamed back up Valerya's body. Her head was still turned, her neck craned as she tried to look behind her, as if she had to see that his whole cock was in her tightness to really believe it. Her mouth was still twisted but not in anguish anymore. Now her expression was pure desire.
"You like it baby?" Viktor asked, giving her another light spank.
She looked like she was going to cry again. Her eyes and lips turned down. She spoke in barely a whisper. "Oh my God...yes..."
I shuddered at seeing her so completely consumed by the feeling of his girth pressed deep inside her. The thought that I might never be able to fulfill her again after she'd taken someone this big skittered into my mind from some dark corner of my brain. I swatted at it and it retreated but I knew it wouldn't stay away for long.
Viktor began to pull his cock slowly out of Valerya's pussy. Her tight pussy lips were stretched around it so taut they looked like they might tear. As the long, veiny rod re-emerged, soaked in the hot fluid from the depths of her cunt, Valerya began to moan again. This time the sound was filled with a different kind of pain. As his head popped out of her gaping pussy, Valerya pushed her arms back, trying to rear back onto the meaty pole.
Viktor's muscled paw crashed down hard on her ass. "Stiy!" he shouted. "I fuck you how I like!"
My eyes were still wide open in disbelief at how this man was treating my wife. But I couldn't move. I couldn't break the trance. I sat there, my cock in my hand, watching as he re-entered her slowly at the insistence of her begging sobs.
"Please Viktor, please!" she whimpered as he teased her tight pussy with the head of his cock. She was literally begging him to fuck her again. My wife, my sweet Valerya was on all fours, her ass up in the air, begging to be fucked by that massive cock.
He pushed his cock in, just past his glans.
Her moans twisted into what sounded like pained laughter, then a deep, primal growl. She swung her head back around, baring her teeth. "Fuck it into me!" she snarled. "Fuck that tight pussy!"
Viktor sneered. He stood over her, his cock partially impaled in her sopping cunt, his frame a massive, dominating shape. He gripped her hips again and bore down.
She was ready for him this time. Right before his pelvis slammed against her slit she pushed back, driving him even deeper than he'd gone before.
"Suka!" he growled and slapped her again on the ass.
She seemed ready for that, too. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye and one side of her mouth curled up. "It's all you can do?"
Had I heard right? Had she just challenged this huge tower of muscle to fuck her even harder?
His eyes went wide. His fist was by her head in a flash, fingers twisting into her hair, yanking her backward, pushing her tits out and arching her back.
For a moment she winced at the pain of it but her smile quickly reappeared. I couldn't believe it. Was she enjoying the way he was handling her? Did she really like it this rough?
Veins bulged on his legs and arms as his whole body flexed, the tension of an animal getting ready to fuck. Valerya's soft curves seemed to melt into the hard shape of his body. Her pale complexion looking even whiter against his tanned, toned skin. He yanked her head back even further, exposing her neck. He wrapped his other hand around her soft throat as she gasped for air. His hips started moving, thrusting his rigid cock deep inside her cunt.
Valerya looked like a doll, suspended only by her hair and neck, her body there for his pleasure.
He let go of her throat and she took in a massive breath. I saw his eyes graze down her full curves. His tan hand followed them until it settled on the curve of her ass. He still had her hair pulled back but even a man like Viktor couldn't resist the feeling of that ass under his hand.
Valerya made a funny sound. Something between a moan and a laugh. I saw her shudder once, then again. "Oh God..." she half-moaned, half-whispered.
I realized she was going to come. My sweet Valerya was going to have an orgasm from this beast of a man slapping her and yanking her around. This animal that was sawing his massive cock into her, that had almost split her in two with it, was going to make my wife come. And from the looks of it, it was going to be an orgasm like none she'd ever head.
"Enough for you now?" he growled, then slapped her reddening ass.
A few more of the laugh-moans burbled out of her. Her body shook again.
His huge cock plied into her sloppy wetness, powering up deep into her cunt.
"Yes...yes...yes...yes..." It started a whisper but each word crescendoed until she was screaming it at the top of her lungs. It looked and sounded like a horrible and violent fight. A one-sided battle to a little death. Her body shook. She swung her arm back and found his legs. The pleasure he was pumping into her curled her hand into claw. She clamped down on his thigh, her sharp nails digging into his flesh.
He grunted at the pain but knew what it meant. She wanted even more. His hips started to swing faster. His massive cock thundered into her cunt.
Finally she looked satisfied. Like this was what she'd needed. Like this was what she'd been waiting for her entire life. Her expression softened. A calm before the storm.
The ear-piercing scream that tore from her body shook the room. Her body flailed in spasms and convulsions. I could practically see the climax travelling from her core and up her spine.
Viktor didn't flinch. He was nothing now except a powerful fucking machine whose only purpose was to seed my wife. Veins bulged in his throat that had turned red. He clenched his jaw. His hand tightened around her thigh.
Her nails dug deeper into his.
His mouth opened in a powerful scream. His ass flexed hard as he drove himself deep into my wife's insides. I could see his nuts. They squeezed and pulsed as he held himself buried in her body, pumping seed inside her. Fucking her full of life.
I didn't have to imagine how much cum a man like that could deliver. It started spewing out of her a moment later. Spurting from between his flesh and hers. He must have filled her tight fertile pussy so completely with spunk that there was no room left. The perfect breeding machine.
As the moment waned, I saw his hips buck as he delivered the last of his powerful thrusts.
Valerya shuddered but I'd never seen her so completely satisfied. Her expression was blank and bliss.
Viktor pulled his long, still-hard cock out of her slowly. The sticky sounds of their fluids filled the room. The head of his massive member popped out. He let her go. She collapsed onto the mattress, a puddle of used flesh.
He picked up his clothes and walked towards the stairs in an alpha-strut. "Fuck man," he mumbled. "Fucking nice wife."
Then he was gone. He disappeared down the stairs and I didn't even hear the door.
I stared at Val, my own cock still in hand. She looked so peaceful, like she was falling asleep.
This had been the most incredible thing I'd ever seen and I wanted to share that with her somehow. I was also still holding onto and incredibly powerful erection. I needed her. I needed the inside of her right then.
"Baby?" I whispered, kicking off my shorts and crawling onto the bed.
Her eyes fluttered open. Her mouth widened into a soft smile.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She could only nod.
"Can I..." I stopped, not sure if she could even handle anything else.
She smiled a little wider and nodded again.
Relief washed through me. I couldn't imagine what I would have felt if she'd said the opposite and I didn't want to know. I put a hand on her soft shoulder and let my palm glide down her body. I stopped at the same curve of her ass where Viktor's hand had been. The skin was red and warm from the spanking he'd given her. I lifted my hand and gave the spot a light slap.
She winced and swept a lazy hand up towards mine, swatting me away.
Why? Why had he been allowed to do that? I pushed the thought away. There'd be lots of time to sort all of this out later. Right now I needed her.
I put my hands on the cheeks of her ass and rolled her so she was lying on her stomach. I spread her open slowly. His hot, sticky white mess was oozing from her gaping pussy. He'd stretched her so wide that it was still closing. Not the tight slit I was used to. My cock throbbed. That's where I was going. I was going to put my cock that was half his size, into that sloppy hot mess. That's how I was going to try and compete with his seed.
I thought I might come as soon as my head touched her opening. It was so hot and his cum made the perfect lube. I closed my eyes and groaned, letting myself slip deep inside. As my pelvis settled on the soft pillow her ass made, I realized I was probably not even half as deep as he'd been. Even if I could spew half the load he had into her, there was no way my sperm would reach the places his had.
Holding myself up above her, I thrust into her soaked hole. And again. And again. I felt the cum start pulsing from my balls.
"Oh fuck..." I groaned as my cock flexed and throbbed against her inside walls. Through the haze and delirium of my climax, I looked up at her pretty face. She smiled sweetly. A polite acknowledgement of my contribution to the evening.
I collapsed beside her on the bed, panting and red-faced and spent. I wanted to talk about it all. I wanted to hear what she was feeling and tell her how I felt but I knew this wasn't the time for it. I put and arm around her and we fell asleep.
Chapter 14
I woke up to the soft sunlight flickering through the loft window, pale light dancing along Valerya's cheeks. As reality flooded my mind, shoving the absurd dream I'd been having aside, my stomach tightened as I realized I lived in a different world than I had the day before.
I lived in a world where my wife had slept...been fucked by another man last night and nothing would ever undo that. A cold jet of adrenaline shot through me as I considered that. I looked over at Valerya again. She looked so peaceful. I thought of waking her but I also felt like I needed some time to myself. I got out of the bed as quietly and as I could and made my way downstairs.
The remnants of last nights dinner were still on the table, empty glasses tinged red and cutlery crossing plates. I decided not to touch any of it since that would prob
ably wake my sleeping beauty upstairs, too. Instead, I poured fresh grounds into the coffee maker and waited for it to boil.
The bitter taste of black coffee made me more alert but did nothing to get rid of the confusion I felt. I kept playing the scene out over and over in my head. Viktor's massive cock piling into Valerya's tight snatch. I couldn't shake it and the harder I tried, the more it stuck.
"Some coffee left for me?"
I turned to see her in a white bathrobe, smiling at me from the foot of the stairs. She was barefoot and had probably just thrown on the bathrobe to come down. I smiled back and set down my mug.
"How do you want it this morning?" I asked. She liked to mix up how she took her coffee every once in a while. We both did.
"Black and strong."
I poured her a cup and we both sat down.
"So?" she asked after a few swigs. "My turn to ask now. Are you okay?"
I nodded. "Sure."
"Sure? What does this mean, sure? That's not yes or no."
"No, it's not."
"What does it mean, this sure?"
"I'm...not quite sure."
"You're not sure about what?"
"About how I feel about what happened last night."
She scowled. "You can't do that. You're not allowed."
"No, no, I know. I'm not saying I regret it. Just trying to process what it did to me. What it did to us."
She put her coffee down, leaned over and took my hand. "What do you mean 'us?' We are still 'us.' Right?" There was a note of nervousness that had entered her tone and it made me feel strangely reassured. The fact that she was slightly concerned about us made her feel mine again.
"Of course we're still us," I answered, squeezing her hand. "But you don't feel any different at all?"
She sat up again, picked up her mug and took a long sip. She looked down at the table, lost in her thoughts. "I feel like..." She trailed off, drifting back into her thoughts.
"Like what?"
"I feel like we opened something."
"How?"
"Like we opened some new door. In our marriage."