Fantasies with AI

My wife's latest lover has come to visit. They've retired to the bedroom, and I've settled into the next room to listen to the sounds of their sex and masturbate, imagining him fucking my wife. I hear their voices, some fussing... and then, suddenly, the door opens and my half-naked wife appears on the threshold, asking me to bring them some intimate gel and whiskey from the fridge for George. I obediently do as I'm told.
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My wife received a call from an old friend who said he and his brother were waiting for her to have some fun. My wife quickly got ready and headed off to meet her lover...
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I work my fingers in and out of her sloppy cunt. Squelch. Glorp. The sounds are filthy, obscene, and I’m so hard it hurts. “Tell me,” I command, my voice rough with need. “Tell me what you liked most.”

“My ass,” she whimpers, her hips starting to grind against my hand. “The one… the one who fucked my ass… it hurt… but then… fuck… I came so hard.”

I growl, twisting my fingers inside her, making her cry out. “You’re my wife,” I snarl, my possessiveness a sharp, burning knot in my chest. “And your ass is mine. But you gave it to a fucking stranger. You let him stretch your shithole open while I watched.” I pull my dripping fingers from her cunt and bring them to her mouth. “Taste it. Taste all of them.”

She opens her mouth without hesitation, her tongue darting out to lick my fingers clean. Slurp. Glllk. Her eyes lock on mine as she sucks the mixture of cum and her own juices from my skin. The depravity of it, the absolute surrender, makes my vision blur.

The car slows to a halt. We’re at the hotel. I throw a wad of cash at the driver—far more than the fare—and half-drag, half-carry Elena out of the car and through the deserted lobby. We get into the elevator. I slam my hand against the button for our floor and then push her against the mirrored wall. The cold glass makes her gasp. I crush my mouth to hers, tasting the lingering bitterness of strangers on her tongue. My hands grab her ass, squeezing the cool, firm flesh, pulling her against my aching cock. I grind against her through my jeans. Fuck, I can’t wait.

I fumble with the keycard, my hands shaking. The door to our room finally swings open and I pull her inside, kicking it shut behind us. The plush, clean room is a stark contrast to the filth we’re covered in.

I don’t make it to the bed. I spin her around, bending her over the foot of the mattress. Her perfect, pale ass is right there, on display. The t-shirt is rucked up around her waist. I can see everything—her puffy, gaping cunt, the dark, used hole of her ass still glistening. I unbuckle my belt, the leather sliding through the loops with a hiss. My zipper goes down. Zzzip. I shove my jeans and boxers down to my thighs. My cock springs free, rock-hard and throbbing.

I spit into my palm, a thick ptoo, and slick my shaft. I don’t aim for her cunt. I press the head of my dick against her other hole, the one she said she liked so much. She tenses for a second. “Please,” she moans into the bedspread, “fuck me there, baby. Claim it. It’s yours.”

That’s all I need. I push. The resistance is minimal, she’s so well-prepped, so stretched open from before. My cockhead pops past the tight ring of muscle. Pop. She cries out, a sharp, beautiful sound. I sink into her ass in one long, relentless thrust, burying myself to the hilt in the incredible, clutching heat of her. Squiiiish.

“FUCK!” I roar, my hands gripping her hips, holding her still as my balls slap against her wet, creamy cunt. “This is my ass, Elena. Mine. You feel me in there? You feel me stretching this filthy, used-up hole?”

“Yes! God, yes! So deep!” Her voice is muffled by the mattress.

I pull back and slam into her again. Smack. Squelch. The sound is unreal. I set a brutal, punishing pace, fucking her ass with everything I have, my own release coiling tight in my gut. Each thrust makes her jolt forward, a fresh trickle of their cum seeping from her pussy onto my thighs. Splotch. I can feel the heat, the aftermath of the gangbang, the sheer nastiness of what we’ve done, and it’s the biggest fucking turn-on of my life.

“I’m gonna fill you up,” I grunt, my rhythm starting to falter, becoming frantic, jerky. “Gonna pump my fucking load right into this dirty ass. Mark you as mine again.”

“Do it,” she screams, her body clenching around me, milking my cock. “Cum in my ass! I want it! I want your fucking cum!”

My orgasm erupts, a violent, blinding wave. I drive into her as deep as I can go and hold there, my hips shuddering. Splurt. Pump. Gush. I empty myself inside her, my cum joining the lingering slickness from the other man, flooding her depths. The pulses seem to go on forever. I collapse over her back, spent, my cock still twitching inside her well-fucked ass.
A fucking amazing story!! You are very good at this!!
 
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