Title: The Dirty Deeds of the Insatiable Mistress
The room was dimly lit, casting a shadowy glow over the bed where my wife lay sprawled out, naked and exposed. Her legs were spread wide, and her pussy dripped with arousal. I knew that look all too well - it was the look of someone who had been thoroughly fucked by another man. The thought of him inside her, feeling her up, his cock pounding into her, made my blood boil.
My heart raced as I approached her, my hands shaking with a mixture of anger and lust. Without saying a word, I reached down between her legs and felt the moist warmth that awaited me. My fingers slid effortlessly into her slick folds, searching for the hard knob of his cock that must have been buried deep inside her.
I found it quickly, feeling the rough head of his dick push against my own as I probed deeper. She had taken him in fully, every inch of him invading her tight pussy. I could feel his balls pressed up against her clit, and it made me want to puke. But instead, I pulled back his cock slowly, savoring the sight of it slipping out from between her wet lips.
Her eyes met mine then, filled with a mixture of guilt and pleasure. "You knew this would happen," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of my own breathing. "I told you I couldn't resist other men."
"Oh, I know it," I growled, my anger boiling over now. "But I didn't know how much you enjoyed being fucked by them."
With that, I pushed her legs further apart and knelt down between them. Her pussy was open and inviting, her clit swollen and purple with desire. I took his cock in my hand once more, feeling the heat radiating from it as it lay there exposed and vulnerable.
And then, without warning, I drove myself into her, my hard cock sliding easily into her warm, wet pussy. She let out a gasp, her eyes widening in surprise as I buried myself to the hilt inside her.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned, arching her back and pushing herself up against me. "You're so big... so much bigger than him."
I grunted in response, my cock thrusting harder into her now, feeling every inch of his cum-filled dick as it oozed out from between us. Her pussy clenched around me, milking me dry as I pumped myself into her over and over again.
"That's it," she breathed, her hands clutching at my ass as I continued to fuck her with abandon. "Fuck me with his cum... make me feel how much you hate him."
And so, I did just that. I fucked her mercilessly, driving myself deeper and harder into her until I could take no more. Her pussy gripped me tight, milking the last few spurts of cum from my balls as they erupted inside her.
Finally, I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices and his cum. She lay there below me, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. I looked down at her, hatred burning in my eyes.
"Don't think this is over," I warned, my voice low and menacing. "You crossed a line, and now you'll pay the price."
With that, I turned away from her, leaving her alone with the mess we had made together. And as I walked out of the room, the sound of her sobs echoing behind me, I knew that our marriage would never be the same again.