The spare room

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Things were a bit shaky around the house recently, Maria having scolded Juan a few times over how he treated Nicolas whenever they saw him, not wanting to interact and even trying to ignore his advances at being friends. In her own words ‘You should try to make friends with him, he’s sweet~’ Though she wasn’t aware of how awful he really was.

Beyond the usual taunts that the other people took part in, he was particularly malicious, Jaun fearing that he would genuinely act on them if given the chance, but he wasn’t going to let him. Though alarm-bells rang in his head at the sight at his home.

It was already the worst-case scenario, Nicolas of all people was at his home, and he felt his heart twist at the sight of his own wife clutching his hand, walking together to the front door. Seeing this, Juan hurries toward them, hoping to catch them before he gets inside and makes himself at home.

“Hi Sweetie~!”

His wife had noticed him running up to them, waving innocently as Nicolas made a point to shuffle closer to her, a wide smirk on his face as Maria spoke.

“I’m glad you’re back so early! Nicolas’ home is being disinfected, so he’ll be staying with us tonight~!”

Her cute, innocent tone only made what Juan knew that much more awful. Nicolas was a constant tease about his wife, making awfully lewd comments about her whilst at work, even encouraging the other guys to whistle towards her each time she walked past. Of course, she was too innocent to realize what was going on, and accepted it as a friendly gesture.

“Looks like you’re stuck with me, loser!

Maria giggles to herself at his rude comment, only emphasizing the sting it brought for Juan, watching as his wife flatters his work-bully, guiding him into their home. Things were uncomfortable, but tolerable at first, Nicolas mostly acting normal enough, until the initial novelty had worn off on him, and he started his lecherous looks toward Juan’s wife again.

“You know, something tells me your wife’s a screamer…”

The night followed with several comments like that, eventually leading to the awful argument that left Nicolas feigning being the victim.

“I think you’d better show me to my room.”

Even after trying to make Maria realize how bad he is, trying to warn her, Nicolas takes the effort to emphasize what’s about to happen to her. With a smug expression, he gives a slap across Maria’s ass, listening to her cry out in pleasure as both of them walk down the hallway, Juan peering at them from the living room. Like a young couple rushing towards privacy, she eagerly takes each step with him, awaiting that moment she can hear the door closing behind them, and finally seeing the lecherous beast within him take hold and claim her.

Juan decided that she shouldn’t be long, and climbed into his bed, waiting for his wife to return and head to sleep, ending this night after such a long day.

Just on the other side of the wall, Nicolas had finally gotten Juan’s wife alone, and took full advantage of it. Before she even turned around to face him, he smacked her plump ass, feeling his hand sink into it. What came out of her mouth could only be described as a whorish moan, something out of a porn movie, not a well-behaved wife.

“Well well, looks like you’re mine now~”

Nicolas made things clear to Maria, letting her know that nothing was getting in his way now, and he was ready to claim her. With a moment to recover, she turns around, letting Nicolas see the drunk look on her face, completely lost to her overwhelming arousal.

Nicolas wastes no time, stripping Maria down as she breathed heavily against his neck, desperately clinging to her arousal. It was as if her old personality had left her, no thoughts of being a loving wife left, only the burning desire to submit to the man tearing away at her clothes, leaning close to her ear as he grunted his declaration to her, sealing Maria’s fate.

“I’m going to make the fucking loser listening to us hear you scream as you cum on my fucking cock, understand, bitch?!”

Maria visibly throbbed with arousal, her body trembling as she felt like nothing more than his toy, shivering with anticipation at being used by him.

She shattered his illusion of breaking her to his will when she began groping her tits in front of his face, massaging them gently as precum continued dripping down his cock. There was nothing to break, Maria was too eager for his cock to deny him, and let Nicolas know. 

Now putty in his hands, Maria pulled away and crawled across the bed, then roughly grabbed at his waist, pulling him in against her skin, grabbing the back of his head before forcing him into a kiss. Her lips sealed around his mouth, her tongue battling with him in a show of control, finally beating him down until he was lost in the pleasure. His legs were shaky, making it easy for her as she broke the kiss and pushed him back onto the bed.

“I’m going to make you pay me back for each time you jerked off whilst thinking of me~”

It was like she had read into his mind, all of the dirty thoughts of having her bent over and screaming for him laid bare, it was embarrassing to admit to her in this way. Despite his hesitations, those thoughts weren’t given much room to develop, Maria lets out a subtle giggle as she slides her panties down her thighs. She discarded the wet fabric to one side,

It was there before him, Nicolas’ fantasy shaking in front of his face, Maria’s bare pussy just begging to be filled. He practically tore his own clothes off, lunging forwards to grasp at her body, claiming it for himself. Maria could only let out a surprised whimper before being pushed onto all-fours, her ass pulled into the air as he began pounding into her quivering hole, still wet and dripping down her thigh from being teased on the sofa, her voice pathetically letting out a squeal with each thrust.

Her tight hole was eager to accept his cock, Nicolas looking down at Maria, watching his dick disappear between her cheeks. Her ridiculous ass cushioned every smack of his hips, making every thrust as pleasant as could be, and thought to himself that this is something he could get used to. With the thought of getting her addicted to his cock, Nicolas picks up his pace, listening to her moans follow suit, becoming more desperate by the second.

Her surprised and loud moans quickly filled the room, each cry of pleasure in rhythm to his frantic poundings. Maria’s eyes were soon rolled up into her head, tongue lolling from her lips as she helplessly came on his dick, stretching her pussy out so roughly that she couldn’t resist the pleasure, even if she wanted to. After only a few moments, she had forgotten about Juan, and let her night continue the way he wanted, as his bitch until they passed out from exhaustion.

“Scream for me, you fucking whore! Take my cum and beg for more!”

The rhythmic smacking of her ass echoed in the room, followed by her moans with each thrust, almost a hypnotic sound that coaxed them further into their depravity.

“Yes! Please, more! Fucking cum inside me you stud!!”

On the other side of the wall, Juan sniffed back his tears, listening to his wife devolve more by the second, her whimpers becoming moans, her moans becoming cries of pleasure, and as he heard Nicolas grunt, her screaming orgasm in response to being filled by him.

It was awful, being humiliated in front of his own wife, watching her squirm on the sofa under his gaze, and now listening to her asscheeks smacking against Nicolas’ hips, no choice but to picture her there, bent over for him, letting his dick violate her pussy…

In his sea of self-hatred, Juan couldn’t stop himself from tensing up, the frantic, desperate moans of his wife building his own arousal, and couldn’t stop himself tearing up as he became hard, Maria screaming out once again in orgasmic bliss.

A brief pause in her moaning gives him a moment to recover, listening to her labored breathing, noticing it becoming louder over a few seconds. Then, a loud thud comes from the wall behind him, and he hears his wife’s voice.

“N-no, don’t make m- Ah~!

Nicolas had grabbed her by the hair and shoved her up against the wall, knowing full well who was on the other side. The delicate squeal that broke past her lips was brought on by the stimulation of Nicolas’ cock pushing inside of her again, giving way to the same frantic, whorish moans she fell into a moment ago.

Juan sat there, wide-eyed whilst being forced to listen to his wife get pumped full of Nicolas’ cum mere inches from him, her resistance shattered in a single motion, his own tension grows, and he realizes just how long of a night this is going to be.

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