William's heart clenched, a sudden pang of sadness cutting through his arousal. Joe often called Samantha "Sammy the boss" playfully, despite being older, a nod to her commanding presence. But now, on his bed, she called him boss, a reversal that stung yet thrilled William's cuckold fetish.
"Call me daddy," Joe growled, his lips brushing Samantha's delicate earlobes, trailing kisses down her smooth neck and jade-like collarbone. One hand fondled her stunning full breasts, the other still teasing her clit. "Call me darling, call me husband-chan, beg me to fuck your pussy."
"Daddy, please! NggHn ♡… I can't stand it, my pussy can't stand the itch, fuck me! ♡ Boss! ♡ Darling! ♡ Husband! ♡ Please fuck my pussy! ♡…" Samantha's voice was a wanton plea, her reaction far beyond William's expectations. He'd never seen her so unrestrained, her sensuality rivaling the most brazen hentai heroine, her body a canvas of lust under Joe's command.
"RAAAAH—" Joe had leapt from the bed with a primal roar, seizing Samantha's delicate ankles and dragging her hips to the edge. Her flawless legs rested on his shoulders, and with a fierce thrust, he buried his thick, 16-centimeter member into her slick intimacy.
Clap!
"Uuunnn♡♡!!!"
Samantha, already lost in a haze of desire from Joe's earlier teasing, gasped, her body arching off the sheets as unprecedented pleasure surged through her. Each thrust was unrelenting, Joe's control absolute as he tilted her pelvis, brushing that sensitive spot inside her with every stroke. Her long legs, folded upward, quivered, her heels digging into his back, urging him deeper, harder.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
The rhythmic collision of flesh filled the room, punctuated by Samantha's breathless moans: "Nhaa♡♡! Nnhnn♡♡, Ar!!!♡♡, Haa♡, kuhh!!!♡♡, UuuuH♡, ahhhhh♡♡♡!!!"
Joe gripped her moon-white thighs, his lower body a piston of raw force.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Sammy, bad girl," he growled. "You're a slut. You're a sex toy—let daddy fuck you!" The words drove her wild, her sexy body twisting as if electrified, her rosy lips parting in unconscious pleasure, soft "nGhn♡♡ Nnhn♡♡" sounds escaping her throat.
William, hidden at the door, was consumed by the heat, his own erection straining as he unzipped and stroked himself, matching their rhythm.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
"nNnn!!♡♡, Nha!!♡♡, ah!♡, aah♡♡, haa♡♡, hiu♡♡…"
The bed creaked, a steady percussion to their carnal symphony, building to a crescendo.
"U♡… Uuunn♡♡, Unnggnn♡♡♡, Unnggnn♡♡♡, aahhunnn♡♡♡♡!!!"
Samantha's moans peaked, her body shuddering as she climaxed, her thighs trembling around Joe's waist.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
PAM!!! PAM!!! PAM!!!
Joe's rhythm faltered, a guttural growl escaping him as he followed, his hips stuttering as he spilled deep inside her. For nearly half a minute, he poured into her, collapsing onto her full breasts with a heavy thud. Samantha's arms wrapped around him, holding the man who'd given her countless orgasms, while streams of thick, creamy yellow white liquid seeping from her delicate core.
William's own release came fiercely, staining his pants as he panted silently. The room fell still, the lustful symphony fading as if it had never been. Then, Samantha's soft, melodic voice broke the silence, laced with a mix of guilt and playfulness. "Hmph! How could we do this? What should we do now? Hey, speak, Baka!"
William's heart clenched, a sour pang cutting through his afterglow. Baka—Samantha's special nickname for him, a teasing endearment born of their intimate moments. To hear her use it for Joe, after just one night, was a dagger to his soul.
Joe chuckled, his voice low and reassuring as he cradled Samantha in his arms, his hand tracing the smooth curve of her waist. "Look, we were all drunk, and you're too damn hot, Sammy. A goddess like you lying next to me? Even Zeus couldn't resist. Don't worry, babe, I'll explain to Will—hell, he might be secretly thrilled. You know his little filthy fetish, right?"
He patted her head gently, coaxing her like a cherished lover. "Let's nap. We'll go again before dawn."
"Oh, pshhh~ You jerk~!" Samantha giggled, her shy demeanor a stark contrast to her earlier wantonness. She playfully swatted Joe's chest. "We did for three rounds already. Can you even reload your balls?"
Three rounds?
The words struck William like thunder, his mind staggering under the revelation. He leaned against the doorframe, his breath ragged, the villa's silence a cruel mirror to his turmoil. What kind of lustful night had this been? And what kind of day awaited him, forced to face the reality of his fantasy come true?