His body was extremely attractive too, as he pulled off all of his clothes. He was muscular without being bulky, crisp black hair curling over his chest, down his stomach to his neatly trimmed groin, and down his legs. Meg thought he was quite possibly the most beautiful man she'd ever seen off a movie or television screen.
Part of her expected him to just jump on top of her and start pumping, but as usual Leo didn't do what she expected.
Climbing onto the bed, he knelt down between her thighs, taking his time to draw his gaze over her body, examining every blushing inch of her creamy skin.
Leaning forward, he cupped her breasts in his hand and lowered his lips to one nipple as he began to knead her soft flesh. Meg cried out a little as his hot, wet mouth engulfed the turgid bud, immediately sucking and nibbling and sending a direct line of pleasure to her already needy pussy. She heard Russ let out a low groan as he watched Leo Crisp’s hands on her body, her breasts overflowing from his fingers, her nipples being teased and pulled by his mouth as he began to switch back and forth between them.
Her hands came around the back of his head as she arched underneath him, her breasts feeling swollen, nipples throbbing in response to the stimulation, her pussy seeking out his cock.While she felt the tip of him brush against her netherlips, it was not nearly enough stimulation to satisfy her.
"Oh... oh please..." She said, writhing. Leo's response was to suck her nipple harder, his teeth sinking in a little deeper around the pulsing bud. "Leo! Please!"
He released her nipple with a small pop from his mouth, his hands squeezing and massaging her breasts, thumbs brushing over the sensitive tips in unison to keep stimulating them.
"Please what, Meg? Tell me and Russ what you want." His eyes glinted as Russ let out another moan, obviously overcome with the eroticism of watching Leo dominate his wife.
Meg felt like crying. She was so ashamed, so conflicted, because she did want him to fuck her, but she didn't want to say it. It had been so much easier downstairs when he'd just given her orders and she obeyed. Now, admitting she wanted him to fuck her, wanted him inside of her while her husband sat right there and watched... it was too shameful.
"Please don't make me say it," she begged, letting her hands drop to her sides as he straightened up a little, his big hands still full of her breasts.
"Be a good girl," he said, almost crooning, as he pinched her nipples and tugged on them. The little flash of pain added to her extreme arousal, making her cry out. "All you have to do is say, 'Leo, I want you to fuck my pussy with your big cock.'"
She whimpered, squirmed, and then let out a shuddering moan as he released her breast with one hand and reached down between her legs, grasping the length of his cock and running the blunt head up and down her slit, teasing her clit with it. The sound of Russ' frantic masturbation, his panting breaths, only added to the pressure. Her husband wasn't stopping any of this; he was encouraging it, wanted to see it, wanted to hear her say it.
"L-leo... I-I want, um... I want you to-to f-fuck..." Her voice trailed off.
Almost as a reward, Leo slid his cock back down her pussy, nudging the tip against her tight hole, like a promise of what was to come if she just said the words.
"That's it beautiful," he encouraged. "What is it you want me to fuck?"
"M-mypussy!" she practically shouted the last word, she was so determined to get it out. And then shrieked with a combination of shock, pleasure, and pain as Leo thrust forward, his huge cock splitting her open.
Despite how wet she was, he was too big to take easily and her inner muscles quivered as they were forced to make way for his thick length. He groaned as he sank into her tight heat, his face screwed with determined pleasure. Meg felt like she could barely breathe as his cock filled her, like it was taking up all the available room in her body and leaving none for air.
Then he pulled out a little and thrust back in, going even deeper, impaling her on his cock, and making her scream as he touched places deep inside her which had never been stimulated before. A few tears slid from the corners of her eyes as the sheer intensity of the sensations, of being so full of him.
"Fuck... you're so tight..." Leo said groaning. If Meg had had the air to speak, she would have told him it was only because he was so big; she didn't think her pussy could possibly stretch anymore.
Then he started to thrust and what little breath she'd started to regain was lost as she moaned and gasped, writhing as his slick length rubbed every inch of her sheath, his body grinding against her sensitive lips every time he buried himself completely inside of her. But no matter how good it felt, from the side of the bed, Russ' audible groans and panting breaths, the sound of his hand furiously wanking his dick made it impossible to forget the reality of the situation.
She was a married woman and the man currently buried balls deep in her pussy was not her husband. But her husband was watching her getting fucked.
And fucking was definitely what it was, Leo's hard, rhythmic thrusts battered her pussy in a way she'd never experienced before, a way she'd only thought happened in pornos.
Just like in a porno, he suddenly reared back, hooking her legs into the crooks of his arms, so that her knees were bent over his elbows, spreading her legs even wider than before. Now he could look down at her as he fucked her, watch his long, thick cock sliding between her pink folds, watch her writhe and clutch at the sheets as she started to orgasm.
Meg cried out as his cock went deep, his body slapping against hers, rubbing against her clit, and ecstasy washed over her. Her pussy pulsed around his cock, clenching around the hard length that kept driving into her throughout her climax, sending her soaring higher and higher as she screamed and arched, rubbing her body against his.
Still he kept fucking her, like a machine, dominating her with his cock, like he was using it to beat her pussy into submission.
Feeling horribly sensitive all over, Meg whimpered as her orgasm receded, the pleasuring lingering and making her jerk and squirm as Leo kept plowing her pussy. A noise made her look over at her husband; Russ was sitting in the chair, looking somewhat dazed, his spent cock still in his hand. He'd obviously cum watching her cream herself all over Leo's cock... but Leo wasn't anywhere near done with her yet.
"That's right beautiful, keep looking at your husband," Leo said, suddenly pulling out of her and flipping her over so that her ass was high in the air. Her upper arms were trembling too much to hold her up and so her cheek pressed against the sheets as she stared at her husband, looking him right in his astonished blue eyes as Leo mounted her from behind, making her cry out againas this position made it feel like he was going even deeper into her body.
Large hands held her waist in place, holding her up to receive his thrusts, as he started fucking her again. He was so relentless, subjugating her pussy as she moaned and wriggled and felt her orgasm beginning to grow again.
She stared right at Russ as his cock began to grow in his hand again as he watched his wife being fucked doggy style.
"That's it beautiful, take my cock... your hot, little pussy feels so good... you're so wet for me, aren't you beautiful?"
