Alex unleashes his most secret desire with a magic letter that brings a gentleman willing to fulfill his most intense fantasy with his wife, on a night filled with passion and devotion.
Alex sits in a worn wooden chair, his pants sagging around his ankles, revealing his tight underwear. His hands tremble slightly as he holds an old letter, his fingers skimming over the worn surface with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. The room is lit by the dim light of a table lamp, creating dancing shadows on the walls. The air is thick with anticipation, as if time itself has stopped to witness what is about to happen.
With a deep sigh, Alex closes his eyes and focuses his mind on the letter. His cuckold fetish, the secret desire he's nurtured for years, consumes him completely. The letter, a magical object he acquired through mysterious means, is his ticket to living out the fantasy he's longed for. When he opens his eyes, the letter begins to glow with a soft light, and a figure emerges from it: an ordinary knight, dressed in simple robes and carrying a sword.
The knight materializes in the room, looking around curiously before settling on Alex. "Sir," he says in a deep, resonant voice, "I am at your service." Alex, his voice slightly husky with emotion, points toward the bed that dominates the room. "There," he murmurs, "my wife awaits you."
In the bed lies she, a mature woman whose beauty hasn't diminished over the years. Her brown hair, flecked with silver strands, falls onto the pillow like a waterfall. Her body, toned by years in the military but now dedicated to homemaking, is a masterpiece of curves and strength. She wears a silk nightgown that clings to her figure, revealing more than it conceals. Her eyes are closed, as if she's in a deep sleep, but Alex knows she's awake, waiting.
The gentleman approaches the bed with confident steps, his presence filling the room with a masculine energy. He leans over the woman, his hands gently resting on her hips. She opens her eyes slowly, her pupils dilating at the sight of the stranger on top of her. A shy blush tinges her cheeks, but there is no fear in her gaze, only a mixture of curiosity and submission.
Alex, from his chair, watches the scene, his eyes shining with desire. His hand slides into his underwear, and he begins to masturbate with slow, deliberate movements. "Thank you," he whispers; it's unclear whether he's addressing his wife or the gentleman. "Thank you for letting me experience this."
The gentleman, guided by an invisible force, begins to explore the woman's body. His hands move confidently, grazing the soft skin of her arms before descending to her perfect rear. She gasps as his fingers rest on her buttocks, gently massaging them before gently parting them. A soft moan escapes her lips, and Alex smiles, his hand quickening its pace.
"It's so soft," the gentleman murmurs, his voice husky with desire. "Like silk." His fingers delve into the valley between her buttocks, brushing against the entrance to her backside. She trembles, her hands gripping the sheets as her body tenses in anticipation.
"Do it," Alex orders, his voice firm despite the emotion consuming him. "Penetrate her."
The knight needs no further instructions. In one fluid motion, he removes his robes, revealing a muscular, tanned body. His member, already erect, points skyward, a promise of pleasure and domination. He positions himself behind the woman, his hands holding her hips as he aligns his erection with the entrance to her rear.
She closes her eyes, her lips parting in a whisper of anticipation. "Do it," she repeats, her voice an echo of Alex's command.
The gentleman pushes forward, his member slowly penetrating the tight orifice. She moans, her body arching upward as her muscles adjust to the intruder. "Oh, God," she whispers, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. "He's so big."
Alex rises from the chair, his hand still occupied with his own erection. He approaches the bed, his eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before him. The gentleman begins to move, his thrusts slow and controlled, allowing the woman to adapt to his size. She moans with each thrust, her body responding to the rhythm he imposes.
"How are you feeling?" Alex asks, his voice soft but full of emotion.
She opens her eyes, looking at him through her eyelashes. "Full," she whispers, her voice husky with pleasure. "I feel so full."
Alex smiles, his hand quickening the pace of his masturbation. "You're perfect," he murmurs, moving closer. "So perfect."
The gentleman increases his speed, his thrusts becoming deeper and more urgent. The woman moans, her body trembling with each thrust. "Oh, yes," she whispers, her hands reaching back to grip the sheets. "More, please, more."
Alex leans over her, his lips brushing hers in a soft kiss. "I love you," he whispers, his breath hot in her ear. "I love you so much."
She smiles, her eyes closing as she surrenders to the pleasure. "I love you too," she replies, her voice a barely audible whisper.
The gentleman withdraws, his member sliding out of her ass with a wet sound. She moans in disappointment, but her protest is stifled when the gentleman positions himself between her legs, his member pointing toward her swollen pussy.
"Now," Alex orders, his voice firm. "Take it."
The gentleman needs no further instructions. With a powerful thrust, he penetrates her pussy, his member sliding inside her with ease. She moans, her body arching upward as her walls adjust to his size.
"Oh, God," she whispers, her hands gripping the knight's shoulders. "It's so deep."
Alex pulls away, his hand still occupied with his own erection. He watches the scene, his eyes shining with desire, his heart pounding in his chest. The gentleman begins to move, his thrusts slow and controlled, allowing the woman to adapt to his rhythm.
She moans with each thrust, her body responding to the pleasure being inflicted upon her. "More," she whispers, her eyes closed as she surrenders to the ecstasy. "Please, more."
The gentleman increases his speed, his thrusts becoming deeper and more urgent. The woman moans, her body trembling with each thrust. Alex moves closer, his hand quickening the pace of his masturbation. "You look so beautiful," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire.
She opens her eyes, looking at him through her eyelashes. "You too," she whispers, her voice heavy with love and submission.
Alex smiles, his hand moving more intensely. "I love you," he repeats, his voice a whisper in the night.
The knight stops, his member still buried deep inside her pussy. "Sir," he says, his voice deep and resonant, "I must continue."
Alex nods, his hand pausing for a moment. "Do it," he orders, his voice firm. "Give it everything you've got."
The gentleman resumes his thrusts, his movements quick and urgent. The woman moans, her body trembling with each thrust. Alex moves closer, his nose brushing the curve of her neck. He smells the scent of sex emanating from her body, a mix of sweat, lubricant, and desire.
"You're mine," he whispers, his voice a whisper in her ear. "You'll always be mine."
She smiles, her eyes closed as she surrenders to the pleasure. "Always," she whispers, her voice an echo of her declaration.
The knight increases his speed, his thrusts becoming deeper and more desperate. The woman moans, her body arching upward as her orgasm approaches. "Oh, God," she whispers, her hands gripping the knight's shoulders tightly. "I'm going to..."
Her voice chokes on a cry of pleasure as her orgasm hits her, her body shaking violently as her walls contract around his member. He moans, his own orgasm approaching as he continues to thrust into her hard.