My Steamy Story: My husband tyler has always wanted to wa...

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Okay, so, my husband Tyler has been low-key obsessed with this fantasy for, like, ever. No cap, the rizz this man has to suggest this and have me actually agree… iconic. So here we are in this boujee AF hotel, and I’m putting on this black lace lingerie set that makes my tits look insane and these strappy heels that are giving main character energy, period.

The doorbell goes off and my stomach does a flip. It’s Jake. Tyler is just chilling in the armchair, watching me with this intense, thirsty look. I open the door, and Jake’s eyes just darken. Sheesh. I don’t even say hi, I just drop to my knees right there in the entryway. I unzip his pants, and his dick springs out, already so hard. I take him in my mouth, deep, tasting him, my lips stretching around his girth. I’m moaning around his cock, and I can hear Tyler breathing heavily from across the room.

Then Jake pulls me up, spins me around, and bends me over the foot of the bed. He yanks my panties to the side, and his fingers dive into my soaking wet pussy. I’m gasping, “Fuck me, Jake, please.” He doesn’t wait. He slams his cock inside me in one smooth, brutal thrust. OOF. The feeling of him filling me up while I lock eyes with my husband… it’s the most depraved, spicy thing I’ve ever done. And it’s literally everything.