Their newlyweds, only been married for a few months, but they were a little too eager to ask me over. They didn’t even tell me out right what they wanted, it was all sly glances and gestures with no words being said. Well, I end up alone on the couch beside the husband and the wife is taking forever in the kitchen beyond the wall. He scoots closer. I let him.

I’m already picking up on the vibe in the house cause I can smell a cuckqueen a mile away and they only knew me because they’re friends with the couple I cuck on the regular.

So he puts his arm over me and I know we’re about to have some fun. I pretend to ignore him and he starts grabbing on my tits and kissing the side of my throat and going on and on how he wants me, no not wants, needs. He takes my hand and presses it to his hard cock straining through his pants. I turn to him and ask him what he wants, a blowjob? He says no, he needs my pussy.

I let him peel my shirt off and shove my skirt up around my waist. I only have on a tiny thong beneath it and he begins to rub my clit through the thin fabric. He unhooks my bra and then I’m laying on my back while he hovers over me, his fingers right against my clit driving me insane.

Then he grabs my panties and yanks them down so they’re tangled around my ankles and he pulls out his cock. He was hard and it was showing off every inch of his girthy shaft. Veins pulsed against the pink skin as he leaned in and pressed the mushroom shaped head of his cock to my pussy. I spread my legs for him and he started to slide into me. I had to pause and gasp for air as I adjusted to his massive girth. He was so wide I was sure he wouldn’t be able to fit everything inside but he did. He sank his full length into me and when his balls slapped against my ass, his wife walked in.

She had a grin on her face as she set the drinks she got for us down on the coffee table and then silently sat on the chair beside the couch. She was wearing a pretty blue dress and I watched as she parted her legs and slipped her hand under the hem.

I closed my eyes as her husband began to move inside of me, rocking my body with his giant cock as he pressed into me. I had to bit back screams as he pumped into me. He groaned in my ear, telling me how good my pussy was and how he loved how tight I was around him.

He said he needed fresh pussy like mine, that just his wife’s was getting old.

I looked up at her to see her reaction but her skirt was flung up and she had two fingers buried deep in her cunt. She pumped them in and out in time with her husband’s thrusts into me.

He pressed his thumb against my clit, rubbing and teasing it as he pumped into me.

I felt my orgasm knocking and I knew I wouldn’t last. I screamed as I came on his cock, drenching him in my pussy juice.

He growled in victory and kept slamming into me, his hips pumping faster by the second. I thought I would break apart if he kept fucking me from the power of each thrust, but I couldn’t think of a better way to go.

He slammed into me in one last time and groaned as he came inside me. I sighed and we collapsed to the couch, sated and fucked out.

I looked over and saw his wife reach her own orgasm. Her body shuddered and twitched as she came on her fingers and then slumped into the chair.

Then we had our drinks she brought which was exactly what I needed after a good thorough fucking.

Is it a goal for some queen?