Homewrecker Erotica: The Nasty Husband
A Married Guy Tasks in Order to Please his Kinky Mistress
Ready for my commands?
How did he get involved in all of this? He used to be a respected businessman, one of the captains of the industry. But when he was around Miss Brat, all he could think about were her almond-shaped eyes and those strict commands she would utter. She could play him like a harp, and he loved every tune. Domination games, bondage, humiliation, sacrifice, secret encounters… He was living for those secret moments, and he would show Miss Brat his devotion and discipline by sending her lots of expensive gifts. She knew how to make him feel like an obedient slave, commanding him to do this and that. The whole thing went beyond mere physical attraction; she had something in her, something strict and authoritarian that he simply couldn’t skip.
Of course, he had to keep the whole thing secret from his wife. She could never know that her respected husband was having a mistress and that he loved being dominated and humiliated during their little sessions. Miss Brat knew that he couldn’t refuse her demands, but she wasn’t satisfied. She wanted more and more. So one day she thought of blackmailing him: his wife was oblivious and he wanted to keep it that way. She started with little hints and insults, with small demands and petty ideas. When Miss Brat realized that he’s scared and wants to obey her every command, her appetite grew. She was insatiable and started ordering him to do the craziest things. Sometimes it was money: “Bring me cash, bitch”, or requesting expensive jewelry from his wife’s favorite store. “Or else” – there was always something else, some new request, new order, new demand. But Miss Brat wasn’t going to be satisfied with just money and gifts.
Last week she ordered him to steal and cut his wife’s panties. The hubby breathed heavily trying to fumble his wife’s favorite panties from the drawer while she was in the shower. Miss Brat was explicit: he needed to steal these and then cut them into ribbons. His hands shook while he was working with scissors, excited beyond words. This was the essence of the forbidden fruit, the epitome of being a submissive guy: he had to obey her every command.
Our dirty secret
Once she ordered him to find some random guy on the internet. He signed up on a gay dating app and started browsing the profiles. He would a guy his age who loved to have his dick sucked by married sub guys. They had a meeting in a motel room and wordlessly undressed – the guy was in his ’40s and looked pretty good. He started sucking his big, hard dick while thinking of Miss Brat and what she would do to him later when he retells the story of their encounter. They stayed in the room for two hours, the husband sucking him off twice until the guy was completely satisfied. The husband could feel the taste of the warm cum in his mouth and then left home to his wife. His next task was bareback sex fest and getting a creampie. This time, Miss Brat wouldn’t be satisfied with words: she wanted to see the photos and see for herself. He arranged a meeting with a hung black dude at the same motel, and then he took his long, thick dong until his ass was ready to burst. He could feel the ebony guy splitting him in two, but he was powerless to stop obeying Miss Brat’s orders and commands. He knew that she would reveal everything to his wife, and he was in too deep to stop now. After half an hour of anal destruction, the black dude finally finished him off and he could feel the warm jizz dripping from his ass hole. Miss Brat would surely love the photos of his bare naked ass destroyed by a big black dick!
Her latest request revolved around their secret meeting. So far, the hubby only had to deal with small requests and his meetings with other guys weren’t involving his wife. But this time, Miss Brat wanted to meet him in the shopping mall while he was there with his beloved wife. He drove there, trying to conceal his worry, and when they entered the store he thought of a clever lie. “Left the phone in the car, dear”, he said, “Carry on with the shopping, I’ll be back soon”. He ran back to the parking lot and Miss Brat was there waiting for him. He couldn’t get enough of her gorgeous body, those slender legs, and hot ass. Her tight tits were exciting him and he wanted to be ordered, denied, commanded. She entered the car and started touching her pussy, rubbing her pantyhose which he adored. He was just staring at her at the passenger seat: she was his muse, his goddess, his domina. “Don’t cum, that’s an order”, she exclaimed and took off her panties. She rubbed her clit furiously and started moaning. He was scared that his wife will come along or that someone else is going to see them, but her commands were impossible to resist. She started fingering herself and he knew that she will soon explode with passion, that her orgasm will be intense. She screamed while he was petrified, unable to move or to speak due to her commands. She squirted all over the dashboard and his suit, and he almost came despite her strict orders. When she went away, he came back to his wife as nothing happened!
