Jake Rails the Blindfolded Cuckold's Wife

Mark knelt on the edge of their king-sized bed, his heart pounding like a jackhammer in his chest. His hands trembled as he tied the thick black blindfold over his eyes, securing it just the way his wife Lisa had commanded. At 32, Mark was the picture of timid submission—slight build, average job, and a cock that barely registered on the impressive scale. But Lisa? She was a goddess of curves and confidence, 30 years old with long auburn hair, full D-cup tits, and an ass that turned heads everywhere. Their cuckold sessions had started as a fantasy, but tonight, with her bull Jake on the way, it was about to get real filthy.

"Good boy, Mark," Lisa purred, her voice dripping with dominance as she ran her manicured nails down his bare chest. He was naked except for the pink chastity cage she'd locked around his pathetic little dick weeks ago, the key dangling teasingly from a chain around her neck. "You're gonna sit there blindfolded, ears wide open, and listen to a real man fuck your wife senseless. Jake's on his way—his text just buzzed. That massive cock of his is gonna stretch my pussy so wide, you'll hear every sloppy inch."

Mark whimpered, his caged nub twitching futilely against its confines. The humiliation burned hot in his veins, arousal flooding him even as jealousy twisted his gut. "Y-yes, Lisa," he stammered, voice small. "I... I want to hear it. Please."

She laughed, a sultry sound that made his skin prickle. "Oh, you will, cuck. Every gag, every moan, every ball-slap against my ass. And when he's done painting me with his superior cum, you'll clean it up like the good little bitch you are." Her fingers trailed down to flick his cage, sending a jolt through him. The doorbell rang downstairs, and Mark's breath hitched. Tension coiled in the room like a spring, his blindfolded world narrowing to sounds: Lisa's heels clicking away, the door opening, deep voices murmuring.