Passionate Betrayal (9)

My muscles contracted violently as he rubbed on my pussy while still thrusting into my ass. Intense wave after wave of euphoria ran down and through my body as his dick became more swollen. 

He sped up his pace, thrusting deeper within me, and the pleasure intensified. I was now screaming as an orgasm ripped through my body and I closed my eyes to savor the the sweet sensation of blissfulness. 

That’s when I heard Michael’s voice.

“Do not shut your eyes; keep them open,” he said, and I forced my eyelids open and looked down to the floor.

“Look at me, Victoria. Look into my eyes.” He commanded. I looked into his eyes as he wished while his friend fucked me in the ass. 

Shit. I could barely keep my eyes open.

He had his cock in his palm, running his thumb over the tip of his erect cock.

Benjamin suddenly turned me over and thrust his hard cock into my sensitive and wet vagina while holding my lower body up in the air. He thrust all nine inches of his long and thick length into me over and over again. I was lost in a symphony of moans. My pussy walls clenched and unclenched around his massive length.

He was delaying his orgasm. He wants me to find my release. I came hard and fast several times on his cock. He then shifted, changing position, and lifted me up, rotating his hips as he thrust into me.

I could barely control the flood of emotions surging through my body as his cock moved within me, touching places I never knew existed.

I had orgasmed so much that my pussy was sensitive and swollen, but Benjamin gripped me tightly. He was attempting to make a statement of how well he could fuck me and make me cum. He was trying to put on a show in front of his best friend.

 He placed me down on the living room floor by the fireplace, parted my thighs, and thrust his cock into my wet pussy again.

Soon he rolled over, placing me on top of his body with his dick still inside of me. Cowboy style. He wanted me to ride his dick.

I felt my composure slip away. He felt so big and thick within my pussy, and I began to move. I rode his dick like a possessed woman. I felt intense pleasure surge through me as I moved on his dick, up and down.

The pleasure began to rise, building as I moved on him. He lifted his hands to wrap them around my waist, and then he began to move with me, his hips meeting mine in every thrust. The penetration was deeper, more intense as we moved together. The second of skin meeting skin echoed in the room. 

Benjamin groaned in pleasure, his eyes shut tight, lips parted.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, Ben, I am about to cum." I shuddered as I felt Benjamin spanking my hips and ass cheeks. My pussy responded, contracting violently around his dick, and he shouted.

We were both on cloud nine, wrapped in the throes of euphoria, our groans and erotic cries music to our ears.

"Oh fuck," I gasped. I want to feel Benjamin deeper within me; I want to cum again. Only Benjamin is able to do this to me.

I stayed perfectly still as he slid into me with an excruciatingly slow pace that had my toes curling, making every movement feel stretched.

I moaned; the way he moved within me had a completely different feeling compared to our first. He was completely different as he leaned in, moving his body forward. I sank deeper into the rug by the fire place in the living room, totally out of control. 

A couple more thrusts, and I was prepared to plead with him to fuck me more, to do anything he desires with me.

I couldn't help but wonder why he was acting so different. The way he touches me, looks at me, fucks me.

He drew back and flipped me over. His strength was extraordinary and undeniable.

Michael was a few steps away, staring at us as he stroked the bulbous head of his dick in a fast pace. Running his fingers up and down his cock. 

When it comes to positioning my body wherever he desires, Benjamin knew I was powerless and felt small beneath his expert fingers. 

He placed his body above me and slid his dick into my pussy once more and lifted my chin up forcefully. Then he placed his forearm gently on my throat, an act that felt deeply intimate.

I was held captive, locked in place, and was unable to break away, bound to endure everything he had to offer. I couldn't move or get away even if I wanted to.

Perhaps he was trying to put on a show for Michael on how good he could fuck me, and he was so fucking good. It was a little bit weird that I didn't feel guilty for finding more pleasure in him than in my own husband or the fact that my husband stood only a few feet away from us observing.

What I truly wanted was for Michael to realize how pleasurable it was, and my endless moans and groans seemed to novitiate him to fist his dick even more.

My cheeks heated up at the intense look Benjamin kept giving me as he thrust into me.

A soft and gentle touch from him forced me to look into his eyes.

He intensified his thrust the second my gaze locked with his. My back arched, my hips moving against his as I let out a deep moan.

He stares at me for a moment, then smirks at something. He drew my body tightly against his while still pounding faster and harder into me.

He wrapped his strong and muscular arms around me, holding me firmly against his broad chest.

Michael moved over, leaning in taking my erect nipple into his mouth. He began to suck on my breast like a hungry beast. 

Looks like he wants to join the fun. The feeling of his hot mouth around my nipples sent my body into overdrive. 

Fuck. I was trapped.

I was unable to wiggle or move if I wanted to. I could only lay down there and take whatever they did to me. 

It was a mind-blowing feeling. The feeling was out of this world, Benjamin's massive dick pounding into me and Michael's lips wrapped around my breast.

Fuck.