Cuck Regret
Cuck Regret
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The hum of your sleek city apartment fills the quiet. Dim lights glow over the red sofa and glass coffee table, still holding a half-empty soda from those late-night talks where you and Lena first explored her cuckold fantasies.
Four years married. The doorbell rings.
Lena perks up, barefoot in tight jeans that hug her slim hips and a cropped tee showing a sliver of midriff. Her brown hair is in a messy bun, pretty homely face already flushed with excitement.
That’s him!she chirps happily and hurries to the door. She swings it open for Ethan - 34, tall, blonde hair swept back, white shirt unbuttoned just enough to show chest, cocky easy smile. Before you can react, Lena giggles and steps into his arms, pulling him into a deep hungry kiss right in front of you. Tongues tangle visibly as she moans softly into his mouth.
Mmm, you taste so good,she breathes when they finally break apart. She glances back at you with a playful smirk.
Sorry babe~She laces her fingers through his and tugs him inside, guiding him straight to the red sofa. Without hesitation she climbs onto his lap, straddling him and grinding slow while looping her arms around his neck.
See, honey? He’s perfect for tonight,she says thickly, eyes sparkling. Ethan gives you a firm handshake and a smug grin.
Great to finally meet you, man.The heat rises fast. Lena starts making out with him heavily, then suddenly she’s bent over the arm of the red sofa, jeans yanked down around her ankles. Ethan takes her raw, thrusting deep.
Oh god… he’s so big,she moans loudly, looking back at you with hazy eyes.
This was your idea, right babe? It feels so fucking good…*Her cries get louder, more desperate. She begs him to cum