Hiding behind the kitchen pass-through, heart pounding. Julie’s legs spread wide on the couch towel. Her pussy lips plump, blooming open. Grégoire kneels, kissing her slit. Tongue dives in, lapping clit to asshole. She moans guttural, grabs his head. I’m rock hard, cock throbbing in my pants. Thought she was virgin for me. Liar. But fuck, the sight ignites me. Her heels dig cushions, asshole winking. Aimé watches too, smirking. Jealous rage mixes with lust. Grégoire shoves the massive vibe in. 7.5 cm girth stretches her hole. Buzzes wild, balls rotating inside. Julie writhes, tits heaving. He gropes them, she cums howling. My hand strokes my bulge. Forbidden heat surges. She’s mine no more? Or more mine now.
She begs his cock. He drops pants, thick shaft springs out. Veiny, leaking pre-cum. Pounds her pussy doggy. Balls slap wet. Marie helps, pushes his ass deeper. Julie screams ecstasy. Cum floods her unprotected cunt. She rages, but spreads for anal next. Grégoire reams her shithole raw. Marie cleans his shitty cock with mouth, makes it hard again. They fuck relentless. My excitement peaks. This slut’s mine to reclaim. Aimé whispers: drain him dry. Decision hits. I burst in, owning the chaos.
The Awakening
Julie stumbles naked into kitchen, pubes dripping cum. Shocked eyes meet mine. Tits bruised, pussy gaping. I mock her lies. She pleads. I strip, kiss her deep. Hands knead ass, finger bush. Lead her to salon. Grégoire’s dick limp now. We force him on vibrating seat. Marie spreads cheeks, Julie guides dildo to his virgin ass. He yelps as 15cm sinks in. Buzzes his prostate. We laugh. I drag Julie to bedroom. Legs wide, inspect ravaged cunt. Cum oozes. Fingers probe sticky folds. Clit swollen. She begs marriage. I say earn it. Mouth first. She sucks greedy, jaws tireless. Swallow my load.
The Act
Back out, Grégoire squirms on toy, begging mercy. Promise silence for his wife. I fuck Julie missionary, reclaiming sloppy hole. She claws back, cums squirting. Aimé takes Marie gentle. Grégoire watches, twitching. Later, I meet Constance. His stunning wife. Payback perfect. Her tight pussy milks me better than Julie ever could. She moans my name, legs locked. Cum deep inside her. Secret affair blooms.
Back to normal life. Julie thinks we’re good. Wears ring soon. But I crave the thrill. That voyeur rush, raw fucks, power flip. Society judges? Fuck ’em. Here, I confess. The forbidden pulse lingers. Cock twitches recalling her stretched holes, Grégoire’s humiliated grunts. Constance texts: more? Yes. Obsession alive. Transgression fuels me.