Franco faces intense humiliation and a consuming obsession as he watches Lucas dominate his wife Valeria. A mixture of pain, desire, and submission that will change everything forever.
Franco knelt in front of Lucas, feeling the weight of humiliation in every fiber of his being. The man who had harassed his wife, Valeria, now stood before him, his member erect and dirty with sweat and arousal. Without a second thought, Franco opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around Lucas's penis, sucking fervently, as if his life depended on it. His tongue ran over every inch, tasting the salt of the skin and the trail of fluids left after the intense session Lucas had had with Valeria.
The smell of sex and sweat filled the air, but Franco didn't stop. His hands moved urgently, milking Lucas's ass, squeezing the firm, sweaty buttocks. With one fluid motion, he brought his mouth to his rival's anus, kissing it with unbridled passion. His tongue delved into that forbidden place, exploring every fold, every corner, while his nose filled with the smell of shit and urine emanating from there. It was a scent that excited and repulsed him at the same time, but he couldn't stop.
Valeria watched from the sidelines, her body still trembling from the orgasm Lucas had given her. Her eyes shone with desire and curiosity, as if she were witnessing something she had never imagined. In one fluid motion, she approached Lucas, her naked body brushing against his, and climbed onto his member, riding slowly, as if she wanted to prolong the pleasure. Each thrust made her breasts bounce, and her face contorted in a mixture of ecstasy and defiance.
Franco, jealous but unable to intervene, moved his hand to his own crotch and began to masturbate vigorously. His penis, hard and throbbing, was a reminder of his own impotence. He watched Lucas penetrate his wife, her moaning his name, and felt a mixture of pain and excitement that consumed him. Instead of pushing Lucas away, he pressed himself even closer to her buttocks, licking it obsessively, like a faithful dog.
His lips moved desperately, giving black kisses, thrusting his tongue into Lucas's anus, drinking the urine that flowed from it. The bitter, salty taste made him feel dirty, humiliated, but it was a sensation he couldn't resist. He felt like a pathetic cuckold, but at the same time, the pleasure that submission gave him was indescribable.
Lucas, for his part, seemed to enjoy the situation. His hands gripped Valeria's hips tightly, thrusting into her more intensely, while his other hand rested on Franco's head, pushing it toward his ass. "Go on, cuckold," he murmured with a mocking smile. "Lick your master's asshole well."
Franco didn't respond. He simply obeyed, thrusting his tongue deeper, gripping Lucas's balls with devotion, feeling them contract with each thrust. The smell of shit and urine enveloped him, and he let himself be carried away, as if in a trance. He alternated between the bitter taste of urine and the pungent smell of Lucas's ass, while the sound of Valeria moaning filled the air.
She, her eyes closed, let herself be carried away by pleasure, her body moving to Lucas's rhythm. Her hands gripped the sheets, her nails digging into the fabric, while her voice rose in a long, guttural moan. "Harder," she whispered, her face flushed with exertion. "Make me yours."
Franco, exhausted but unable to stop, continued licking, his tongue moving desperately. He felt his own arousal growing, his penis throbbing to the rhythm of Valeria's moans. It was a sweet torture, a mixture of pain and pleasure that left him trapped in a cycle he couldn't escape.
Finally, Lucas reached his climax, his body shaking as he unloaded inside Valeria. She screamed, her body arching back, her muscles contracting in an explosive orgasm. Franco, meanwhile, came at that very moment, his semen splashing onto the floor as he continued licking Lucas's ass, as if it were a sacred ritual.
When it was all over, Franco remained kneeling, his body exhausted, his mind in a whirlwind of emotions. He looked at Valeria, who lay next to Lucas, her body still trembling, her face marked by pleasure. Then he looked at Lucas, who was watching him with a mixture of contempt and amusement.
"Do you like being a cuckold, Franco?" Lucas asked, his voice thick with mockery. "Do you like licking my ass while I fuck your wife?"
Franco didn't respond. He just lowered his head, feeling the humiliation burning through his skin. But deep down, he knew he couldn't deny what he felt. The obsession consumed him, trapping him in a cycle of submission and desire from which he couldn't break free.
The scene ended with Franco staring at the couple, his mind filled with unanswered questions. Why did he keep doing it? Why couldn't he stop? The obsession had taken him to a dark place, a place he didn't know if he could ever escape. And as he watched Valeria and Lucas, he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain that left him trapped, questioning his own humanity, his own identity.
The silence that followed was deafening, filled with unspoken emotions and unspeakable desires. Franco slowly stood up, his body still trembling, and walked away, leaving the couple behind, his mind in a whirlwind of thoughts. The night had been intense, fraught with conflicting emotions, and he knew nothing would ever be the same. The obsession had marked him, and now all he could do was wonder if he'd ever be able to free himself from it.