Forbidden Temptations

Chapter 1: The Dangerous Pick

The air was thick with anticipation as I, Mark, sat in my car outside Angela’s parents’ house. My wife, Lila, had always chosen our third wheels—cute, petite girls who mirrored her pear-shaped frame. But tonight, I’d taken the reins, and the thrill of it had my cock already straining against my jeans. Angela, a stunning 30-year-old with a tiny waist, sun-kissed tan, and brown hair cascading over her shoulders, was a far cry from Lila’s picks. Her Tinder pics, all tiny outfits and big, round tits, had me hooked. I knew Lila might balk at her, but I didn’t care. I wanted her. Bad.

The passenger door creaked open, and Angela slid in, her tight little skirt riding up her thighs. She looked nervous, her doe eyes darting to me. I smirked, letting my gaze linger on her chest, barely contained by a flimsy top. 'Hey, sweetheart. You ready to play with the big boys?' I teased, my voice low and rough.

She bit her lip, a shy smile tugging at her mouth. 'I… I think so. I’ve never done this before, though. Not with a couple.'

'Don’t worry, babe. I’ll break you in nice and slow,' I said, adjusting myself blatantly so she could see how hard I was already. 'Speaking of breaking in, why don’t you get a taste of what’s waiting for you? Take my cock out. Suck it. It’s been throbbing for you since I saw your slutty little pics.'

Her eyes widened, a deer caught in headlights, but after a beat, she obeyed. Her trembling fingers fumbled with my zipper, and when my hard cock sprang free, it nearly smacked her in the face. She hesitated, then wrapped her lips around it, tentative at first. I groaned, one hand on the wheel, the other sliding under her top to grope her massive tits—fuck, they had to be at least triple D. 'That’s it, you little tease. Suck it like you mean it. Show me you’re worth sneaking out for.'

Her mouth worked me clumsily, but the heat of it, the thrill of her inexperience, had me gritting my teeth. I pulled into our driveway just in time, my voice a growl. 'Alright, put it away. Let’s get inside before I cum down your throat right here. We’ve gotta include Lila… for now.'

Inside, Lila waited on the couch in black lace lingerie, her petite frame looking almost fragile compared to Angela’s curves. My cock didn’t even twitch for her, though. Not tonight. My eyes were glued to Angela as I stepped closer, my hands itching to tear off her clothes. 'Damn, look at you,' I muttered, pulling her top down to expose those perfect, round tits. I bent down, sucking hard on a nipple, making her gasp. 'You’re a fucking wet dream, you know that? Lila, get over here. Suck me while I play with this little toy.'

Lila obeyed, dropping to her knees, her mouth on my cock as I devoured Angela’s chest. But Angela’s nerves were obvious, her body tense. I pulled back, smirking. 'Not ready for my cock in that tight pussy yet, huh? That’s fine, slut. How about I fuck those big tits instead while Lila eats you out? Bet you’ve never had a tongue on that dripping little cunt.'

Angela nodded shyly, her cheeks flushed. 'O-okay. I… I want that.'

'Good girl. Lay down. Let’s make a mess of you,' I sneered, pushing her onto the couch. Lila moved between her legs, her tongue diving in, while I straddled Angela’s chest, my hard cock sliding between her tan, perfect tits. The sight of them enveloping me, jiggling with every thrust, was too fucking much. 'Look at this, Lila. Look at these fucking tits swallowing my cock. You never gave me this, did you? Pathetic.'

Lila’s eyes flickered with hurt, but I didn’t care. I thrust harder, my balls tightening. Angela whimpered beneath me, her face a mix of shock and arousal. 'You’re just a little cum dumpster tonight, aren’t you?' I growled, my voice dripping with degradation. 'Take it. Take every fucking drop.' My cock erupted, hot cum splattering across her tits, neck, and face. I was still rock hard, panting, as I looked down at her, covered in my mess. 'Want to clean up, or are you good being my filthy little whore?'

She shook her head, voice small. 'I… I’m okay like this.'

'That’s what I like to hear. Lila, move. I’m fucking her pussy now. I don’t need you hovering like a sad little bitch,' I snapped, shoving Lila aside. My wife’s face fell, and she left the room without a word. I didn’t even glance after her. My focus was on Angela, on that tight, wet pussy waiting for me. I positioned myself, my cock still slick with cum, and pushed in slow, watching her big tits jiggle with every inch. 'Fuck, you’re tight. You’re gonna squeeze me dry, aren’t you, you little slut?'

Her gasp turned into a moan as I picked up the pace, the heat of her driving me wild. The night was just beginning, and I was already lost in the primal need to claim every inch of her, to make her scream while my cum dripped down her body. Lila could wait. This was my game now.