BBC Cuckold Surprise

In the quiet, suburban neighborhood of Maplewood Drive, the Jones residence was anything but dull. Emma, a slim, brunette housewife, had been married to her husband, Tom, for ten years. Their sex life had become stale, and Emma’s frustration was evident in her sharp tongue and dismissive attitude towards Tom.

One evening, as routine set in, Tom sat in his recliner watching TV, Emma spotted their mailman, Marcus, a big, burly black man with a handsome smile, delivering a package. An idea sparked, and she quickly slipped into her most seductive lingerie, a black lace teddy that accentuated her ample cleavage and long legs.

Tom looked up as Emma sashayed to the front door, her hips swaying provocatively. “Emma, what are you doing?” he asked, his eyes widening as he took in her attire.

“Just getting some fresh air, darling,” she replied, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She opened the door, and Marcus turned around, his eyes locking onto her. “Can I help you with something, ma’am?” he asked, his voice deep and smooth.

“Oh, I think you can,” Emma purred, stepping aside to let him in. Tom sputtered in protest, but Emma shot him a dismissive glance. “Shush, Tom. This is between me and Marcus.” Marcus stepped inside, his eyes roaming over Emma’s body. “You’re a gorgeous woman, Emma,” he said, his voice laced with desire.

“Why, thank you, Marcus,” she said, running a hand down his chest. “And you’re a very good looking man. I think my husband could learn a thing or two from you.”

Tom’s face flushed with embarrassment, but Emma just laughed. “Come on, darling. Don’t be such a prude. Marcus, why don’t you show Tom how a real man fucks a woman?”

Marcus smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. “With pleasure,” he said, reaching for Emma. She moaned softly as his hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hardening nipples.

“Get undressed, Tom,” Emma commanded, never taking her eyes off Marcus. “I want to see you both naked.”

Reluctantly, Tom began to strip, his erection already evident in his pants. Marcus, meanwhile, had Emma backed up against the wall, his mouth devouring hers in a passionate kiss. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair as his tongue explored her mouth.

“That’s it, Marcus,” she breathed, her eyes locked onto Tom as he stood there, naked and humiliated. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Marcus, lifting Emma up and carrying her to the couch. He laid her down, his body covering hers as he kissed her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. Emma arched against him, her moans filling the room.

“Oh, yes, Marcus,” she cried out, her fingers digging into his back. “You’re so much better than my pathetic husband.”

Tom watched, his face a mask of humiliation and arousal, as Marcus slid his huge thick cock inside Emma, sliding into her wet pussy with ease. Emma moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head as Marcus began to thrust, his hips pounding in a steady rhythm.

“Harder, Marcus,” Emma panted, her nails raking down his back. “Fuck me like you own me.” Tom watched, his own cock throbbing with arousal and humiliation, as another man pleasured his wife. “You like that, don’t you, darling?” Emma turned to taunt and tease Tom, her eyes locked onto him. “You like watching me get fucked by a real man?”

Tom didn’t respond, his face flushed with embarrassment. But his cock was hard, his body betraying his humiliation. “That’s right, Tom, watch as I cum on Marcus’s cock.” “Watch as he makes me feel things you never could.”

And with a final, desperate thrust, Emma came, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Marcus groaned, as she came letting out pulse after pulse with cum squirting inside her.

In the aftermath, Emma lay sprawled on the couch, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Marcus stood up, his cock still hard, cum still dripping from the tip, and offered a hand to Tom. “Your turn, Tom,” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “Let’s see if you can do better than this.” Tom hesitated, but Emma’s cruel smile spurred him on. He took Marcus’s hand, his body trembling with a mix of humiliation and arousal and as Marcus led him away, the sound of Emma’s laughter echoed through the room.