Cassidy’s Creampie Cuck
Creampie
Dave sat in the darkened living room, nursing a beer and staring blankly at the TV as usual. But his mind wandered to the exciting events of the evening. He had long ago given up trying to understand his wife’s needs in this twisted arrangement they’d fallen into. Cassidy, his curvy caramel-skinned wife, had confessed her desire for other men, and Dave, the pathetic cuckold, had reluctantly agreed.
The sounds of panting and slapping flesh drifted from the bedroom, growing louder as Cassidy moaned in ecstasy. Her pleasured cries made Dave’s cock throb in envy, but he knew his place – on the couch, waiting patiently.
Just then, the bedroom door swung open, and Cassidy stumbled out, her voluptuous body glistening with sweat. She wore only a skimpy black lace bra and matching panties, a stark contrast to her usual conservative attire. Her breasts heaved with each ragged breath, and her usually tidy hair was a tangled mess.
“Dave, baby…” she cooed, her voice husky with satisfaction. “I think it’s time for you to join me.”
Dave’s heart raced as he set his beer down and stood, his erection straining against his pants. He followed Cassidy into the bedroom, his eyes feasting on the scene before him.
On the bed, their guest, a muscular black man, lay sprawled on his back, his thick, veiny cock still hard and glistening with Cassidy’s juices. The musky scent of sex hung heavy in the air.
Cassidy knelt between the man’s thighs, stroking his impressive dick. Dave watched, his mouth watering at the sight of his beautiful wife servicing another man. She leaned in and took the man’s cock into her mouth, bobbing her head eagerly.
Dave couldn’t resist any longer. He stepped closer, his eyes locked on the scene, and reached out to cup Cassidy’s breasts, squeezing the supple flesh. She moaned around the man’s cock, sending vibrations through his shaft.
Cassidy finally pulled off, her lips shiny with saliva. “You want it, Dave?” she purred, turning to him with a wicked grin.
Dave nodded, his throat dry. Cassidy reclined on the bed, spreading her legs wide in invitation. The black man’s creamy seed still oozed from her pussy, but Dave didn’t care, his hunger for his wife’s delicious cunt overriding everything.
He positioned himself between her thighs and lowered his face to her dripping sex. The musky flavor of their shared fluids exploded on his tongue as he delved in, lapping up every drop of the black man’s cum. Cassidy’s hips bucked, grinding her pussy against Dave’s face.
“Oh, baby… eat it all out,” she urged, her hands tangled in his hair, guiding him deeper.
Dave obliged, greedily sucking and licking, cleaning Cassidy’s creampied folds with single-minded devotion. Her moans of pleasure grew louder, her thighs quivering around his ears.
With a final, desperate suck, Dave drained the last of the black man’s seed from his wife’s pussy, slurping it up with a satisfied groan. Cassidy collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily, her body sated but still craving more.
Dave sat up, his face and hands sticky with sweat and cum, a sense of contentment washing over him. This was his place, his role – the faithful cuckold, serving his beautiful, sexy hotwife, and reveling in the dirty, forbidden pleasure it brought him.