Wife fucked by a huge dick

My name is John and this is my story on how I destroyed my life. Sounds strange, right? But, this is the story of my life. I was a policeman and my wife, Celina, was a journalist. She was the head of the investigative journalism department in one of the biggest magazines in New York. Did my wife reach there on her merit? I would love to think so. But I know what she did. She is a bona fide whore and would sleep with anyone to get a promotion. You must be thinking that I doubt my partner. But, when what I am thinking becomes a fact, then that isn’t a doubt anymore and it’s a reality. You must be wondering how I got that reality check. Well, let me narrate that story. 

My wife had to go away for her job month after month. I understood that she was working in a sector where she would have to stay away to get leads and write articles. I can’t say any of her articles were a success. But, I knew that she was working very hard. One day she came to me and said, “I have to visit San Francisco for a few days.” I was okay with that because I knew that it was her job. As a police, I would have to stay night after night running after criminals. I was a detective in NYPD. I was after Marcelo Rodriguez, a criminal who has created a multi-billion dollar empire. I wanted to run him to the ground. I had all the evidence against him but I needed more. 

He lived in Las Vegas and I had to travel there to gather more evidence against him. So, Celina going away made things easier for me because now I don’t have to convince her about me travelling to Vegas alone. I didn’t want her in danger and that’s why I don’t take her to places where I am going for work. So, she packed her bags and was ready to go. She kissed me and drove away in her car to the airport. I was alone but as soon as she left, I started packing my bags because the ultimate mission of my life would be to catch that criminal and I was about to go on perhaps the most important trip of my career. I had everything approved and it was just a matter of time. 

The next day I travelled to the airport and while I was travelling, I felt like someone was following me. I might have been overthinking because my mind was flying everywhere. But, I knew that Marcelo had men placed everywhere and they knew that I was tracking him down. So, it was normal for him to keep track of me. But, I didn’t care because I knew this time, he won’t get away. My flight landed in Vegas and I went to check into the hotel that the department had booked for me. There was a strong possibility that Marcelo Rodriguez would be in the same hotel. In fact, there was a party scheduled that night and he would be there. The doorbell rang and I found an invitation card on my doorstep. I knew what was in store that night. 

A Big Confusion

I called Stephan, my colleague, as soon as I got the invitation to thank him to get me into this party. I get a feeling that Marcelo would be there as well and I would catch him that night. But, when I called him Stephan said, “Are you kidding me? No one in the department can get you an invitation to that party. It is the innermost circle of Vegas’ richest men who would get into that party. How did you manage to get that invitation?” I became more confused. I knew that Marcelo’s men were following me throughout my journey. I also knew that he basically runs the state of Nevada. So, he can easily manipulate the system here. Catching him here will be an impossible task but I love to make impossible things possible. But, that invitation was raising serious doubts in my mind. 

I knew that I had to go to that party if I had any chance of catching Marcelo Rodriguez. The worst part of this was Marcelo Rodriguez would be and would also follow every movement of mine but I may not even know that he was there. There were a lot of questions in my mind about what was going on. But, as I was tired, I decided to rest those thoughts and get some rest. After a while, someone just knocked on my door and when I opened the door, there was a sexy woman wearing a bikini standing in front of the door. I knew that she was an escort and refused her service. Now, I was sure that Marcelo Rodriguez was playing games with me. He sent me that invitation and he also sent an escort to check how she could manipulate me and make me his bitch just like the entire LVPD. 

But, I was from NYPD and I knew how to catch criminals better than most of my colleagues and no one can bribe me with money or whores. Marcelo Rodriguez knew my background and this was a sign that he was a bit worried because I got all the evidence against him and I was here to catch him. Yet, I was having second thoughts, If Marcelo Rodriguez wanted me dead then he could’ve killed me a long time back. Why was he trying to make peace with me? I was confused and decided to stop thinking and get a good sleep because in the evening, I will be at the party looking to find the biggest criminal in the US, Marcelo Rodriguez. I didn’t know why but I was having a feeling that it will be a night full of surprises. But, I never thought that I would be in for a shock. 

Marcelo’s Surprise

I went to the party with the invitation card. The guards at the door looked at me suspiciously. I wasn’t wearing an expensive suit like everyone else at that party. But, as I confirmed my identity and they saw that my invitation card was legit surprisingly to them, I was allowed inside the party. And, my god! I have never been to a more lavish place than this. It was the most luxurious party I ever visited. Whores were dancing everywhere. Expensive drinks and food were served to the guest and I felt out of place there, to be honest. But, suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder; I turned around and saw a man in his mid-50s with a cigar on his lips. At first, I thought he would be Marcelo Rodriguez but I have seen the photos of Marcelo Rodriguez and he wasn’t him.  

The man introduced himself to me as Alejandro Rodriguez, the elder brother of Marcelo Rodriguez. He said, “I know you want to meet my brother. Go upstairs, he has a special arrangement for you for a special show and he wants to you see that show with your eyes.” I ran upstairs because I thought he would be committing another crime and I would catch him red-handed. I was foolish not to realize that I was in the enemy territory. When I reached in front of the door, his men caught me and tied me up in front of a glass room. I could see what was happening from the outside but the ones inside would never see me. I saw something that wasn’t surprising but broke my heart. 

I saw Marcelo Rodriguez sitting in the bed naked and another woman arrives naked and started sucking his huge dick. I felt Marcelo slightly moved to give me a glimpse of the face of that woman and there it was, my wife sucking Marcelo Rodriguez’s dick. I knew that my wife had affairs but I never wanted that truth to come out in front of me like that because I knew I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I loved my wife but I wanted to kill her now. The anger was getting the better of me by now and I forgot the reason for my visit. Yes, Marcelo Rodriguez had beaten it would have been less painful for me if he had killed me. As my wife, Celina, sucked Marcelo’s dick, he was squeezing her tits and sucking the hard. 

Marcelo was slapping her big tits as well. Also, Marcelo fingered her pussy well to make her squirt. Yes, my wife was a squirter. After that, Marcelo went behind and started fucking her ass. I never fucked her in the ass but when that big dick went inside, she didn’t scream so I knew that she was used to getting fucked in the ass. After fucking her ass from behind for a while, my wife decided to ride him and I never knew that my wife could ride a dick so well. I was devastated to see my wife fucked by a huge dick. After a while, Marcelo fucked her in a missionary position and ejaculated inside her mouth. She looked so happy after that hard fuck. My eyes were red and I was irate. I wanted revenge now. I wanted both Celina and Marcelo. But, yes, I lost on that very day.