Part 5 :The Ultimate Cuckold

Wed, 17 Dec 2025 14:36:46 +0000

Omar grew suspicious of Aisha's late nights and secretive smiles. One evening, he followed her to the motel, peeking through the window. Inside, Aryan had Aisha on all fours, her hijab loosely draped as he pounded her pussy doggy-style. 'Tell him how much better I am,' Aryan commanded, pulling her hair. Aisha moaned, 'Omar could never make me feel this—ahh—your cock owns me!'Omar burst in, face red with rage. 'What the fuck?' But Aryan didn't stop; he kept thrusting, making Aisha cum loudly in front of her husband. 'Sit down and watch,' Aryan ordered, his voice calm and dominant. Shocked, Omar froze, his pants tenting despite himself. Aisha crawled to Aryan, sucking his cock clean of her juices while staring at Omar. 'He's a real man,' she taunted. Aryan pulled her up, bending her over the bed facing Omar, and fucked her missionary, her legs wrapped around him. 'See how she takes it? Your wife's my slut now.' Omar's hand slipped into his pants, stroking as Aryan switched to her ass, stretching it wide. Aisha begged for more, orgasming again. Finally, Aryan pulled out and came on her face, the ropes splattering her hijab. 'Clean it up,' he told Omar, who hesitated but knelt, licking Aryan's cum from her skin under their stares. From then on, Aisha visited Aryan openly, Omar reduced to waiting at home, listening to her recount every filthy detail while jerking off alone.