Melanie's husband's best friend has a big dick

You go over your friend's house to borrow some tools. He isn't home but his smoking hot wife is out tanning in the backyard, fully nude. You decide to say and take a shot at the chance to fuck his hot wife.

The garage door rumbled shut behind me. I held the screwdriver I'd come for, but my mind was already elsewhere. I could see her through the kitchen window, sprawled out on a lounge chair, oiled up and naked. Sunlight gleamed off her curves, highlighting every delicious inch. She was tanning, utterly exposed, and fucking gorgeous. I set the tool down, my heart pounding. This was wrong, but I couldn't resist the chance. I stepped out onto the patio, my eyes locked onto her. She stirred, adjusting her bikini top to reveal more of her tits, and then she saw me. Her eyes widened, but she didn't cover up. Instead, she smiled, a slow, knowing curve of her lips. "You're home early," she said, her voice a low purr. "I'm not him," I replied, my voice steady despite the lust surging through me. She sat up, her eyes never leaving mine. "I know. What do you want?" I stepped closer, my cock already hard. "I want to fuck you," I said bluntly. "I want to taste every inch of your sun-kissed skin. I want to make you scream." She stood up, her body glorious in the sunlight. "And what makes you think I want that?" I smiled, taking another step closer. "Because you're still here," I said. "Because you're not covering up. Because you want this as much as I do."

I smugly tell her "Mike has been complaining you haven't been fucking him. If he's not fucking you, I will. Ill show you how hard a big dick can make you cum." You gasp at the audacity but it makes you wet how blunt and dirty I am. You tell me to meet you inside as you walk into your living room, leaving the back door open. I follow you inside and we start passionately making out, leading to hardcore fucking. We may as well be porn actors we're going at it so hard and loud. Be explicit and dirty in the description of the scene.

She scoffed, but her breath hitched. "Mike's a fucking idiot if he can't satisfy his own wife." She licked her lips, her eyes flicking down to the bulge in my pants. "But you're right. I am wet. And I do want this." She turned and walked inside, her hips swaying deliberately, leaving the back door open. I followed, my cock throbbing with anticipation. She was in the living room, her back to me, when I entered. She glanced over her shoulder, a wicked smile on her lips. "Well?" she purred. "Show me what you've got." I closed the distance between us, my hands grabbing her hips, turning her to face me. My mouth crashed down on hers, hungry and demanding. She moaned into my mouth, her body pressing against mine. Her hands fumbled with my belt, pushing my pants down, freeing my cock. I groaned, grinding against her, feeling her heat, her wetness. She broke the kiss, gasping, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard." I spun her around, bending her over the arm of the couch. She arched her back, presenting herself to me. I lined up, my cock slick with pre-cum, and thrust into her, hard. She screamed, a raw, primal sound. I started to pound into her, my hips slapping against her ass, our bodies slick with sweat. She was loud, her moans and screams filling the room, urging me on. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat. I leaned over her, my teeth grazing her neck, my cock slamming into her. She was a fucking animal beneath me, meeting every thrust, begging for more. "It's so fucking big," she gasped. "Oh god, it's so deep. Fuck me harder. Make me cum." I pulled her arms back and started pounding her dripping pussy with my thick long cock. She was pinned between the couch and my pistoning meat, mercilessly hammering her tight hole. "Cum all over my big dick you slut. I want you to squirt all over the fucking rug.". She convulsed, her screams echoing through the house, as she grunted and squirted hard on my big cock, spraying her juices forcefully onto the living room rug. I grunted, and continued to pump my rigid monster cock into her slippery pussy. "Mike make you fucking cum that hard you filthy whore? You need to be fucked like a whore, don't you?" My thrusts become more vigorous as she moaned and screamed, begging me to make her cum again.

Make it more explicit. Make them talk really dirty and have them performing like pornstars. Be very detailed.

She panted, her body shuddering with aftershocks. "No, he doesn't fuck me like this," she admitted, her voice breathless. "He doesn't fuck me at all. He's too damn selfish." I leaned down, my chest pressing against her back, my cock still buried deep inside her. "I'm not selfish," I growled in her ear. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight. Until you're sore and begging for more. Until you're dripping with my cum." She moaned, pushing her ass back against me. "Fuck, yes. Talk dirty to me. Tell me how you're going to use me." I pulled out, flipping her onto her back. I grabbed her ankles, pushing her legs up, exposing her glistening pussy. I spat on my hand, rubbing it onto my cock, making it slick. "I'm going to use this tight little cunt," I said, rubbing the head of my cock against her entrance. "I'm going to fuck it raw. I'm going to make you take my big fucking dick balls deep. Stuff your tight pussy; make you feel a real dick inside you. And then, I'm going to make you suck off your own pussy juice after you cum all over my cock." She gasped, her eyes wide with lust. "Oh god, yes. I want that. I want you to make me taste my pussy." I slammed into her, hard. She screamed, her body arching off the couch. I started to pound into her, my hips moving like a piston. I pounded her hard into the couch, inching it across the living room with each forceful thrust. "Look at that pretty little face gasping at my thick cock splitting you open," I grunted. "You love it, don't you? You love me stuffing your hole with my big dick." "Oh my god. Oh my god. Yes! Yes I fucking do! I'm your slut, your fuck doll. Use me. Make me cum again. I want to cum all over your big cock!" I pushed her ankles and feet back harder against the couch; pinning them back while her exposed pussy queefed loudly as my thick, long cock stretched it to its limit. She moaned, her body writhing beneath me. "That's it," I growled. "Take it. Take my cock. Take it all the way," as I plunged the entire length into her and pausing my thrust to make her feel filled. I groaned as I felt her pussy quivering and squeezing my pulsing shaft. She gasped as a powerful orgasm started to roll through her. "You're my dirty little slut, aren't you?" She screamed, her body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through her and her juices squirted out like a fountain, soaking the couch beneath her. I grunted, my cock swelling, ready to explode. But I held back, not wanting this to end just yet. I wanted to draw out her pleasure, make her scream and beg me to come over again and again.

Make it more explicit and describe the fucking in vivid, filthy detail. This is the best she's ever been fucked with the biggest dick she's ever had. Doing it behind her husbands back makes it that much better; the thrill of possibly getting caught with his best friend balls deep inside of her, making her cum harder than her husband ever has. She lets me use her, make her do things she'd never do with Mike. She begs for my big, thick, hot and heavy load. Demanding I finish all over her pretty little face.

I pulled out, leaving her gasping, her pussy clenching on empty air. I stood up, my cock slick and glistening, standing tall and proud. "Get on your knees," I commanded. "I want to see that pretty face looking up at me. I want to see that dirty little mouth of yours open wide, ready to take my cum." She quickly complied, her body shaking with anticipation. She dropped to her knees, her back arched, her ass in the air. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat. I rubbed the head of my cock against her lips, coating them in her juices. She parted her lips, her tongue flicking out, eager for more. "You're such a fucking whore," I growled, looking down at her. "You'd let anyone fuck you like this, wouldn't you? You'd let anyone use your body, your mouth, your cunt. You're just a dirty little slut, aren't you?" She moaned, her eyes locked onto mine. "Yes, yes, I am. I'm your whore. Your fuck toy. Your cum dumpster. I live for this. I live for your cock, your cum, your dirty words. I'm nothing but a hole for you to fuck, a mouth for you to fill. I'm your property. Your plaything. Your little fuck doll." Her pussy was soaking wet, her juices dripping down her thighs, coating my cock. I could feel her walls clenching around me, trying to milk me, but I wasn't ready to come just yet. I wanted to draw this out, make her beg, make her scream. I reached down, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. She bucked against me, her body trembling. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," she chanted, her voice a high-pitched whine. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum so hard." Her mouth was open wide, her tongue sticking out, begging for my cum. I could hear footsteps on the stairs, coming closer. "Oh fuck, that's Mike!" she panicked. She sounded like someone who was being a deeply filthy whore and she was plancking panicking like a good little slut when I told her that it was OK and told her to keep going. Her eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal. "Keep going, you fucking whore. I want him to see you like this. I want him to see you on your knees, begging for my cum. I want him to see you as the dirty little slut you are." I sped up, my cock pounding into her, my hips slapping against her ass. She was screaming now, loud and unashamed, her body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through her. I pulled out of her, my cock in my hand, stroking it fast and hard. I aimed for her face, her mouth open wide, her tongue sticking out, eager for my cum. The door opened. Her eyes widened but I held her in place with a grip on her hair. I could hear Mike’s footsteps. He stopped. I could feel his eyes on me, on her, staring at the sight of a woman on her knees, a thick cock in her mouth, her face dripping. "Oh fuck, yes," I groaned, my cock swelling, ready to explode. I came hard, my cock pulsing, rope after rope of hot, thick cum shooting out, covering her face, her mouth, her neck, drowning her in my seed. She moaned, her body shuddering, her own orgasm ripping through her as she tasted my cum, as she felt it coating her skin. Right as he walked fully into the room, I finished covering her face with my thick, hot load. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust and gratitude, her face covered in my cum. She smiled, a dirty, satisfied smile, licking her lips, tasting me. Then she turned to look at him. Her eyes were wide with lust, her mouth was filthy and obscene. She started to giggle, a dirty, throaty laugh. "Oh, hi Mike. I was just getting fucked by your best friend. He fucked me harder than I've ever been fucked before." She moaned and looked up at me with her satisfied grin before grabbing my dick. She licked and kissed my shaft up and down as Mike stood there in shock.

Mike freaks out as the two of us catch our breath, unconvincingly apologetic about this happening. We tell him it'll never happen again as she continues to clean my cock clean and tell her husband she doesn't want to be rude if she doesn't suck me dry. Mike can't do anything but stand there and scowl, completely humiliated by my big cock and betrayed by us both. He accepts the apology but doesn't believe their words. He can't process how excited and satisfied his wife acted and her carefree attitude of getting caught.

Mike's face contorted with a mix of shock, anger, and humiliation. His breaths came in short, sharp gasps as he took in the scene before him. His wife, his best friend's cock still in her mouth, her face glistening with his cum, her eyes gleaming with a satisfaction he'd never seen. He stumbled back, his hand clutching the doorframe for support. "Jesus Christ," he muttered, his voice a strangled mix of rage and disbelief. "What the fuck is happening here?" She popped my cock out of her mouth, a string of saliva and cum connecting her lips to my shaft. She turned to Mike, her smile smug, her eyes daring him to react. She ran her tongue up the length of my cock, cleaning me off, her eyes never leaving his. "Sorry, Mike," she purred, her voice a husky seductives whisper. "I didn't want to be rude. I didn't want to waste a single drop of dirty cum." Mike's scowl deepened, his knuckles white where he gripped the doorframe. "Rude? Rude? That's what you call this? This is fucking insane." I stepped back, my cock still hard, still glistening. I could see the struggle in his eyes, the war between his anger and his arousal. I knew he wanted to punch me, to yell, to do something, anything. But he was frozen, his body betraying him, his cock straining against his pants. And he knew it. He knew he was a pathetic, weak little man who couldn't satisfy his wife. "We're sorry, man," I said, my voice steady, my eyes locked onto his. "It was a mistake. It won't happen again." I knew the words were hollow, but I said them anyway. I knew he knew they were lies. But he needed to hear them. He needed to hear us say them, even if neither of us meant them. She stood up, her body swaying slightly, her eyes glazed with lust and satisfaction. She walked over to him, her hips swinging, her tits bouncing. She reached out, her hand cupping his cheek. He flinched at her touch, but he didn't pull away. "We're sorry, Mike," she cooed, her voice a soft purr. "We didn't mean for this to happen. And it will never happen again, right Nik?"

She (Melanie) wipes and licks the cum off her face, swallowing all of Nik's thick tasty load before getting dressed. Melanie never let Mike finish on her face or swallowed any of his cum. She used to claim that only sluts did that stuff and she "wasn't like that" or a "big slut". Melanie asked Mike when he's going on his camping trip before her and Nik even finished getting dressed. Mike stood there with his hands crossed waiting for Nik to leave. *A week passes until Melanie texts Nik*

Melanie wiped her face with the back of her hand, then dragged her tongue over her fingers, savoring every drop. She swallowed with a pleased smirk, licking her lips clean before reaching for her discarded clothes. The silence between them was thick, broken only by Mike’s labored breathing and the rustle of fabric as she dressed. "When’s that camping trip again?" she asked casually, straightening her shirt. Mike’s jaw twitched. "Saturday." She glanced at Nik, fingers lingering on her zipper. "Better pack warm." Mike stood rigid, arms crossed, but Nik didn’t rush—taking his time tucking himself back in, letting the tension coil tighter. No one spoke. *A week later*, Nik’s phone buzzed. *Melanie*: *Miss your cock. Mike leaves tomorrow. You free?* He grinned. She’d been lying about *never doing this again* before their clothes were even back on. And now? She wasn’t even waiting for her husband to pull out of the driveway.

get into the details about their back-and-forth sexting while Mike loads his car to go camping with an old friend for the weekend. Melanie is getting horny in the thrill of cheating again. Nik is getting horny because he's fucking his friend's wife.

--- Nik’s phone buzzed again as he watched Mike haul gear out to the truck through the living room window. His thumbs moved fast over the screen. *Nik: Thought you said never again.* Three dots pulsed. A photo popped up—Melanie’s bare thigh, fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties, pulled just low enough to show the first slick curl of dark hair beneath. *Melanie: That was before I remembered how you taste.* Mike’s keys jingled by the door. Nik palmed the growing bulge in his jeans, typing one-handed. *Nik: Keep talking like that and I won’t make it past your doorstep.* Her reply came instantly. *Melanie: Then don’t.* The front door banged shut. Mike’s boots scuffed the porch steps. Nik’s cock twitched. He zoomed in on her photo, the fabric clinging to the swollen outline of her lips. *Nik: What are you wearing under that skirt right now?* A pause. Then: *Nothing. Walked around the house like this all morning. Almost got caught when he came back for his phone.* Nik exhaled sharply. The truck engine roared to life outside. He stabbed the screen. *Nik: On my way. Keep your legs open.* The tires crunched gravel as Mike pulled away. Melanie’s answer lit up the screen—a blurry shot of her sprawled on the bed, knees wide, fingers dragging through glistening wetness. *Melanie: Hurry.*

Nik sends Melanie a dick pic of his enormous thick cock. She lusts for it. Remembering what it did to her. Be very detailed and explicit. Be vulgar and have it hardcore like a porn film. Have them talk dirty and degrade her husband while they fuck. Have Nik be rough and dominant, detail multiple positions. Have Melanie wearing stilettos and being dolled up like a pornstar.

**REWRITE:** Nik’s phone clicked as he snapped a picture of his cock—thick, veined, and already leaking against his abs. He made sure the angle caught the way the head swelled, slick with pre-cum, before sending it. The reply came before he’d even pulled out of the driveway. *Melanie: Fuck, look at that monster. I can already feel it splitting me open again. Remember how you made me limp last time? How I couldn’t stop shaking? I’ve been rubbing my clit to the memory all week.* Nik adjusted himself in his jeans, gripping the wheel tighter. *Nik: Gonna make you scream so loud the neighbors call the cops. And when Mike asks why you’re walking funny tomorrow, you’ll tell him it’s because I ruined you for him.* --- The second he stepped inside, Melanie was on him—six-inch stilettos clicking against the hardwood, glossy lips parted, her tight black dress barely containing her tits. She dropped to her knees without hesitation, hands sliding up his thighs before wrapping around his cock. "Mmm, fuck, it’s even bigger than I remember," she purred, dragging her tongue up the shaft before sucking the head between her lips. Her tongue swirled around the tip, lapping up the bitter salt of him, spit dripping down onto his balls. Nik fisted her hair, yanking her mouth deeper onto him. "That’s it, take it like the filthy slut you are." She gagged, throat fluttering around him as he thrust past her lips, her mascara smudging from the tears. When he finally let her pull back, she gasped, "Down my fucking throat again!" "Look at this greedy little slut," he growled, Melanie moaned, pushing back against his thick pulsing cock with the back of her throat. "Christ, look at you," he grunted, "Mike ever stuff your mouth with his cock? So deep you saw stars?" Melanie shook her head, her manicured nails clawing at his biceps. "N-never—God, you’re so much fucking *bigger*—" She pulled off his dick with a loud 'pop'! "No, never. His dick is too small to make me gag. Your dick reminds me of college. That's the last time I had dick this big."

They continue their back and forth conversation with Nik's dick in and out of her mouth. Extending the foreplay to build the primal desires between them. Be detailed and hardcore in the explicit scene when Nik takes the lead into the next position.

Nik chuckled darkly, dragging his cock through her slick lips before slapping it against her tongue. "Bet Mike never made you beg either. But you’re gonna. Loud." Melanie moaned, sucking just the swollen head between her lips, her tongue flicking the slit. "Fuck, I’ll beg now—please, Nik, *please* wreck me like you did back then. I need your fat cock *deep*—" He shoved her back onto the bed, her stilettos kicking as she scrambled to grip the sheets. Nik tore her dress open, buttons pinging across the floor, and palmed her tits—nipples already hard, smeared with lipstick from where she'd teased them earlier. "Turn the fuck over," he ordered, yanking her hips up. "Ass in the air. Let me see how *dripping* you are." Melanie obeyed instantly, arching her back, her cunt glistening, swollen lips parted. Nik spat between her thighs, watching it slide down, then dragged two fingers through her soaked folds. "Jesus, you’re fucking *drowning*. This all for me, or you just this desperate for *any* cock?" She whined, pushing back against his hand. "Only yours—*ah!*—only ever yours, Nik, fuck, *please*—" He lined himself up, notching the thick head against her entrance, and drove in with one brutal thrust. Melanie screamed, nails gouging the sheets as he bottomed out, her body stretching obscenely around him. "Oh *GOD*—" Nik gripped her hips, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, her ass jiggling with the force. "That’s it, take it, you greedy little cheat. Bet Mike *wishes* he could fuck you this hard." Melanie sobbed, her cunt clenching around him with every punishing stroke. "H-he *can’t*—oh fuck, *nobody* fucks me like you—!" Nik leaned over, wrapping a hand in her hair, and *yanked* her up, forcing her onto all fours, his cock still pistoning into her. "Then *scream* for me, slut. Let the whole block know who owns this pussy." She threw her head back against his shoulder, wailing as he reached around to rub her clit in rough circles, her stilettos digging into the mattress. "Nik—*Nik, I’m gonna cum*—!" "Damn right you are," he snarled. "cum all over my big dick and squirt all over your bed."

Nik bottoms out, balls deep stuffed in Melanie's orgasming pussy. Her legs shake and squelching squirt, under pressure with no room in her filled hole, erupts out around Nik's girthy shaft and her pulsing hole. Describe the explicit orgasm, the sounds, the visuals, the smells, their reactions and words and noises in great detail.

Nik buried himself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her cllit as Melanie’s cunt convulsed around him—tight, wet spasms milking his cock in erratic pulses. Her thighs trembled violently, stilettos skidding against the sheets as a guttural scream tore from her throat. “Fuck—*fuck*—**NIK!**” The pressure was too much—her swollen lips stretched impossibly wide around his girth, her orgasm forcing a hot, gushing flood of slick around his shaft. The squelch was obscene, a wet slap of skin and juices as her pussy drenched them both, the musky scent of sex thickening the air. Nik groaned, hips grinding deeper, feeling her walls ripple and clamp down. “That’s it—*fuck*—soak me, you dirty slut.” Melanie’s back arched, her body jerking as another jet of cum squirted out around him, splattering her thighs and the sheets beneath. Her breath came in ragged sobs, her voice wrecked. “I—I can’t—*ah!*—it’s too much—!” He slapped her ass, leaving a red handprint on her flesh. “Take it. Every fucking drop.” His cock pulsed inside her, veins bulging as her cunt sucked him impossibly deeper. Her moans pitched higher, nails shredding the fabric beneath her. “Gonna—*gonna cum again*—!” Nik didn’t slow, didn’t relent—just fucked her through it, his thrusts turning brutal, dragging her orgasm out until she was shuddering, whimpering, her pussy still clenching like a vice. “Fuck, you’re *dripping*,” he growled, pulling back to watch her ruined hole gape around nothing before slamming home again. “Bet Mike never made you *squirt* like this.” Melanie could only sob his name.

Nik grunted and groaned as he admired her gaping, quivering pussy. Pulling out to watch it pulse before shoving it back in, making a loud rippling queef echo through Melanie's bedroom. Again and again he teased her hole, making it sing. Grunting and groaning between queefs. "your fucking pussy loves to talk, god its so fucking hot." Describe the queefing in vivid explicit detail.

Nik pulled out slowly, his thick cock glistening with her juices, and watched her swollen lips flutter—a lewd, gaping mess that twitched with every shallow breath. He dragged the tip back through her slick folds, teasing her entrance before thrusting deep again. A wet *pffft* echoed between them, her stretched hole rippling around his girth as air rushed out in a shameless queef. Melanie whimpered, her thighs quaking, but Nik only grinned, fucking into her with short, deliberate strokes. “Listen to that filthy fucking noise,” he growled, pulling halfway out before slamming back in—another loud, wet *pfft* as her cunt swallowed him. The sound was obscene, rhythmic, her tight walls fluttering around his shaft with every thrust. Melanie buried her face in the sheets, moaning as each queef sent vibrations through her oversensitive clit. Nik gripped her hips, driving in harder, forcing another gush of air out—this time a drawn-out, trembling *p-f-f-t-t* that made her toes curl. “Your pussy’s *singing* for me,” he taunted, grinding his pelvis against her ass, his balls slapping her clit with every snap of his hips. “Fuck, I could listen to this all night.” She sobbed as another deep thrust wrenched a shuddering queef from her, the sound wet and lewd in the humid room. Nik groaned, his cock twitching inside her as her muscles clenched helplessly around him, milking him with every filthy, echoing gasp of air.

Nik continues to tease her, queefing, groaning, grunting, and moaning fill the room. They're just vulgar, dirty, and dont hold back their lust and turn-ons. Vivid detail.

Nik’s fingers dug into the meat of her ass, spreading her wider as he fucked her with rough, shallow strokes—just enough to make her pussy gasp around him again. Another wet, guttural *pffft* vibrated between them, her stretched walls fluttering in a shameless rhythm. He groaned, low and primal, relishing the way her cunt sucked him back in greedily with every pull. "Fuck, listen to you," he snarled, dragging his cockhead along her swollen folds before plunging deep—*pfft-ptt-tt*—the queef stuttered out in rapid bursts, each one sending a visible tremble through her thighs. Melanie’s moans were hoarse, broken, her hips jerking uncontrollably as he tormented her oversensitive hole. "Gonna make you *squeak* like a fuckin’ toy," he taunted, slamming in harder, faster—every thrust punching another obscene noise from her. The sound was filthy, wet, her cunt clenching and gushing around him as air and slick forced their way out. His balls slapped against her clit, each impact making her squeal, her fingers clawing at the sheets. Melanie’s back arched violently as another sharp *pfft!* ripped from her, the vibration shooting straight to her throbbing clit. "N-Nik, *please*—!" He laughed, dark and rough, pistoning into her without mercy. "Begging won’t stop this pussy from *singing*." His cock twitched, pre-cum leaking as her walls convulsed around him—another gush of air, another broken moan. The room reeked of sex, of sweat and musk and the tang of her desperation. She came again—her cunt spasming, squirting—and Nik fucked her right through it, his own release coiled tight, his groans mixing with the vulgar symphony of their bodies.

"God damn, Mel. Your fucking pussy feels like heaven. I'm really holding back to make you cum more." Nik grunts and keeps pumping his rock-hard, vein-pulsing member in her wrecked hole. Drenched in sweat, his stamina has her screaming. Her feet flail in the air as Nik pounds her into the bed, the headboard banging the wall as Nik grunts and pistons in and out. He doesn't cum yet, he switches positions....

Nik flipped her onto her back, her legs hooking over his shoulders as he drove into her with a feral growl. The angle was brutal, his cockhead grinding against her swollen g-spot with every deep, punishing thrust. Her cunt squelched, another obscene *pffft* forced out as he bottomed out inside her, his balls slapping against her ass. "Fuck, *look* at you," he panted, watching her tits bounce with each slam of his hips, her pussy stretched obscenely around his shaft. "Taking me so deep—your hole’s *begging* for it." He slowed just enough to drag the tip along her inner walls, teasing another ragged queef from her trembling body before burying himself to the hilt again. Melanie thrashed, her nails raking down his sweat-slick chest as she sobbed, "N-Nik, I—I can’t—!" "Yeah you can," he snarled, his rhythm turning relentless. "Gonna make this cunt *drip* before I’m done." His thrusts turned jagged, uneven, his control fraying as her walls clenched around him—each contraction milking him, pulling him deeper, until the bedframe creaked under their weight. He leaned down, capturing her nipple between his teeth as his hips snapped forward—her scream muffled by his mouth, her pussy convulsing as another gush of slick and air spilled out between them. The sound was deafening. Filthy. Perfect.

He picked her up effortlessly, stood up, and used his strong arms to raise and lower her petite frame onto his gleaming shaft. It stood tall and solid, ready to impale her gaping pussy and turn Melanie into a kebab. Vivid detail and explicit description.

Nik’s hands gripped her waist, hauling her up with a grunt as he stood—her legs instinctively wrapping around him, her slick folds dragging along his cock before he slammed her down onto him in one brutal motion. The force punched the breath from her lungs, her pussy stretching obscenely around his thickness, her walls fluttering in shock. “Fuck, you *take* it,” he growled, bouncing her effortlessly, her body weight nothing against his strength. Each lift sent her sliding up his shaft, the head catching at her entrance before he yanked her back down—her cunt sucking him in with a wet *schlup*, the sound filthy and loud. Melanie’s back arched, her tits jostling as Nik pistoned her up and down, her toes curling with every deep, unforgiving impalement. His grip was iron, fingers digging into her ass as he controlled the pace, her pussy clenching around him like a vise. “Look at that pretty cunt,” he groaned, tilting her hips to watch his cock disappear inside her—stretching her so wide, so *full*, her swollen lips barely sealing around him. Air and slick gushed out with every thrust, her inner walls rippling around his shaft. She choked on a scream, her nails biting into his shoulders as he hammered into her, the veins of his cock throbbing against her sensitive walls. His pace was brutal, unrelenting—every drop of her onto him jolting her clit, her body shuddering with the force of it. “Gonna wreck this hole,” he promised, voice rough. “Make it *remember* me.”

Melanie squirts and screams, dousing her bedroom carpet in her musky pussy juices. Nik pulled her off his cock, her body shaking like a doll in his hands, a thin stream of her juice flowing out from her hole, dripping on the carpet. Nik's pelvis and balls drenched in her squirt, running down his legs and splashing off his pulsing rigid shaft. Melanie could only cry out and release one word repeatedly: "fuck fuck fuck fuck" between gasps and moans.

Melanie’s body locked up, a guttural scream tearing from her throat as her pussy spasmed violently around Nik’s cock—then *burst*. A hot, musky flood erupted from her, splattering against his pelvis and thighs before splashing onto the carpet with a lewd *splat*. Her legs trembled wildly as Nik held her suspended, her slick walls still rippling around his shaft while her juices dribbled out in a thin, glistening stream. "*Fuck—fuck fuck fuck!*" she sobbed, her fingers clawing at his arms, her entire body jerking with the aftershocks. Nik grunted, his own hips stuttering as her slick drenched him, her cunt squeezing him like a vise. He watched, mesmerized, as her juices dripped down his cock, coating every throbbing vein before running off the tip and joining the mess beneath them. His grip tightened, fingers pressing bruises into her hips as he lowered her halfway—just enough to tease her swollen entrance with his tip before slamming her back down, forcing another broken cry from her lips. "*That*," he rasped, grinding her against him, her oversensitive walls fluttering helplessly, "is what happens when you take me like a good little slut." The air smelled thick with her musk, her arousal clinging to them both as he yanked her back up, her pussy *gasping* around the sudden emptiness.

keep going with that level of detail. Her feet in stilettos flailing in the air, dancing in chaotic circles as her body slides/bounces/shakes, up and down again and again. Her petite frame manhandled and contorted like a pretzel as Nik continued to drill her with one goal in mind: To fuck the shit out her.

Melanie’s stilettos cut wild, desperate arcs in the air, her ankles twisting as Nik slammed her down again—her tiny body folding like a ragdoll, every brutal thrust jolting her legs wider. The sharp *clack* of her heels hitting nothing echoed between her broken gasps, her thighs quivering where they hooked around his hips. Nik’s grip shifted, one hand fisting in her hair to yank her head back, the other spreading her ass wider, forcing her to take him at a sharper angle. “*Ngh—!*” Her cry fractured as his cock speared deeper, the ridge of his head grinding against her g-spot with every punishing drop of her body onto him. Her pussy was a sopping mess, her juices slicking his balls, her swollen lips stretched obscenely around his base. Each withdrawal dragged her inner walls out with him before he hammered back in, the wet *smack* of skin-on-skin drowning out her hiccuping moans. Her feet pedaled uselessly, one heel catching on his thigh before slipping free—her toes curling as another orgasm coiled tight in her gut. Nik didn’t slow, his hips snapping up to meet her every fall, his growl hot against her ear. “Take it. *All of it.*” Melanie’s back bowed, her tits bouncing as he pistoned into her, her cunt clenching rhythmically around him—desperate, involuntary pulses that milked his cock. The air reeked of sex, her squirt dripping off his thighs, her stilettos trembling in the air like a flag of surrender.

Nik moves her into a full nelson. She's cock drunk, unable to resist. Unable to discern one orgasm from the next. Nik's big dick and skill is making her constantly cum with no rest from *the best*. Her flexible frame effortlessly submits to his manhandling of her. Vivid detail, teasing and vocal action, explicit hardcore descriptions.

Nik’s hands locked behind her neck, wrenching her into a full nelson—her arms trapped, her back arched brutally as he drove up into her with a feral snarl. Melanie’s stilettos spasmed in the air, her thighs splayed obscenely wide, her pussy stretched to the limit around his cock. Every snap of his hips slapped her clit against his pelvis, sending shockwaves through her oversensitive nerves. “*Guh—hah! F-fuck, I can’t—!*” Her words dissolved into a garbled scream as another orgasm detonated, her cunt convulsing in wet, rhythmic flutters. Nik didn’t let up, his thrusts relentless, the thick vein along his shaft rubbing her raw with every pass. Drool slid from her slack mouth, her eyes rolling back as pleasure short-circuited her brain—no beginning, no end, just *him*, filling her, ruining her. “That’s it,” he growled, tightening his grip, her body swaying like a puppet as he jackhammered into her. Her tits jolted with each impact, nipples hard, her sweat-slick skin glistening under the dim light. The lewd squelch of her drenched pussy echoed between them, her juices bubbling around his cock with every withdrawal. She barely registered the sting of his teeth sinking into her shoulder, the pain blurring into the haze of pleasure—her pussy clenched harder, her hips twitching helplessly as another climax ripped through her. Nik chuckled darkly, his breath hot on her ear. “Keep coming, slut. You’re not done *yet*.” Her toes curled, her heels banging against his thighs as he angled her higher, driving deeper—her g-spot throbbed under the assault, her cunt begging for mercy it wouldn’t get.

splash after splash from her multiple squirting orgasms spilled out onto the living room floor; where their fuckfest carried them in the haze of deep dicking and echoing queefs. Melanie couldn't take any more, she wanted to tell him to stop, but couldn't physically talk. So drunk and high off big dick rolling orgasming and squirting.

Nik’s grip shifted, one arm hooking under her knee, yanking her leg up higher as his hips pistoned faster. The floor beneath them was slick, every brutal thrust forcing another gush from Melanie’s ruined pussy. Her body jerked like a live wire, her throat working soundlessly—nothing but choked whimpers escaping as another orgasm tore through her, splattering their thighs. He grunted, the sloppy slap of their skin obscenely loud, her cunt so swollen and wet it clung to him even as he pulled back, glistening strands of her arousal stretching between them before snapping. Her stomach quivered, her abs flexing involuntarily as another torrent of squirt sprayed across his pelvis, dripping onto the floor with a sharp *patter*. “Fuck, look at you,” he snarled, dragging her upright by her hair just to slam her back down, burying himself to the hilt. Her back arched violently, her tits bouncing as her body betrayed her, clenching around him in another shuddering climax. The air reeked of sex, her juices bubbling out around his cock with every thrust, her thighs trembling where they gripped his hips. She couldn’t form words, couldn’t beg—just took it, her cunt milking him in desperate, rhythmic flutters as he fucked her through another orgasm. Her vision whited out, her heels digging into his ass, urging him deeper even as her body threatened to break. Nik’s laugh was low, dark, his teeth scraping her shoulder as he growled, "Good girl. *Drown me*." Another splash hit the floor.

Nik loved as she squirted everywhere, marking her spraying pussy on all of their furniture like a dog marks his territory. He marked his territory, her pussy was his to play with, and Mike would smell it all over the house. Vivid and explicit detail of Nik boasting. His audible grunts and groans to his dirty words and dominant style. Describe the dirty sounds their bodies, his dick, her pussy, make as he makes her squirt all over their living room. Nik twists her body into a pretzel, contorting her to the whim of his monster meat primal fucking.

Nik’s hands twisted her hips, folding her into an inhuman arch—ass up, chest down—as he slammed into her from behind. Her face pressed into the couch, her own slick smeared across the leather where she’d squirted earlier. His cock plunged into her with a wet *schlck*, her pussy so swollen it clung obscenely to every ridge of his shaft. “Smell that, Mike?” Nik taunted, his voice rough with exertion. “Your wife’s cunt *reeks* of me.” He pistoned harder, her juices splattering the coffee table with a sharp *splat*. Her thighs trembled, her body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through her, her pussy fluttering around him like a frantic heartbeat. The slap of skin, the guttural *glug* of her dripping arousal—every noise was filthy, undeniable. He wrenched her head back by her hair, forcing her to watch in the mirror as her own pussy gaped around him, glistening and ruined. “Look at that,” he growled. “You’re *made* for this.” His hips snapped forward, the thick head of his dick grinding against her g-spot until her scream shattered into another gush. Her nails clawed at the couch, her back bowing as he fucked the spray out of her in shuddering waves. The room stank of sex, her juices soaking the rug beneath them. Nik’s laugh was feral. “Again.”

Describe the sounds of her queefing and squirting pussy. Describe the sounds of her pussy juice landing throughout the room. Describe Melanie's audible moans from being turned on at how dirty Nik is being. Nik grunts and Melanie moans as the music of her queefs and squirt splashing play in the room. Be vulgar and explicit, extremely X-rated descriptions and dialogue.

Melanie’s pussy gurgled around Nik’s thrusts, each withdrawal pulling a wet *gworp* from her clenching walls before he slammed back in, forcing another choked moan from her throat. The air between her thighs hissed with every queef—a lewd, bubbling *prrt* as her swollen cunt struggled to close around his girth. “Fuck, listen to that,” Nik snarled, his hips hammering harder. Squirts erupted from her in sharp, splattery bursts—*pssht, pssht*—hitting the floor, the couch, even the wall with sticky, staccato rhythm. Her moans climbed higher, raw and broken, as another jet sprayed across his balls with a slick *splat*. “Y-yes—!” she sobbed, her voice wrecked. The sloppy *smack* of his pelvis against her ass echoed under the obscene symphony of her squelching pussy, the *gluck-gluck* of her juices churning around him. Nik’s grunts were jagged, animal. “Like a fucking fountain,” he mocked, yanking her hair to make her watch as her cunt dribbled a thick, syrupy strand onto the rug. Another thrust, another wet *schlorp* as her body fought to keep him buried. Melanie shuddered, her moans cresting into a wail as her pussy convulsed, a fresh flood splashing out in messy arcs—*splish, splosh*—Nik’s laugh dark with triumph. “Music to my fucking ears.”

With every brutal thrust, Melanie's pussy produced a symphony of obscene noises—the wet *splorch* of her spread lips struggling to contain Nik's thickness, the high-pitched *pfffft* of air forced out in ragged queefs as her walls fluttered. Each time his hips snapped forward, her slick gushed in thick, audible ropes, hitting the hardwood with a *slish-slosh* that splattered in erratic patterns. Her cunt sucked at him greedily, a rhythmic *gloop-gluck* with every withdrawal, the sound drowning out her own choked whimpers. Another orgasm ripped through her, her pussy convulsing with a wet *shlick-shlack*, juices spraying in frantic spurts—*ptch! ptch!*—Nik's balls glistening with each hot splash. "Fuck, that nasty hole's singing," he growled, driving deeper. A loud, bubbly *blorrrrt* escaped her, the noise vibrating around his cock as he pistoned into her, her arousal dripping in fat, syrupy drops—*plip... plop*—onto the already ruined rug. Melanie's moans hitched with each filthy sound, her breath hitching as another jet of squirt erupted with a sharp *splut*, the wet smack of their bodies colliding punctuated by the relentless *squish-squash* of her overstimulated pussy taking every inch. Nik's laughter was rough, triumphant. "Louder, baby. Let the whole fucking block hear how wrecked you are." Another thrust—*schlllrrp*—her cunt's answering gasp of air a lewd *prrffft* as she came again.

Nik huffed and puffed, setting Melanie down on the drenching wet leather couch. "fuck I need a break. and some fucking water." They were both heaving, trying to catch their breath. Melanie couldn't speak as Nik brought her a glass of water. "Drink up, you gotta be thirsty if your pussy is squirting all over the fucking house!" Melanie grinned. "I love how my squirt splashes and splatters all over the room. It's so fucking hot when you make me watch in the mirror. I love hearing my pussy queef. Mike can't make my pussy sing." Describe their conversation diving into explicit and vulgar dialogue. They exchange dirty words and lust thoughts before getting back to the action.

Nik wiped his glistening forehead with the back of his arm, his cock still half-hard, twitching against his thigh. "Yeah? You love being my little fucked-out fountain?" He took a deep swig of water before dragging the back of his hand across his mouth. "Bet Mike’s never had his sheets ruined like this, huh? Never had to wring out his fuckin’ socks after." Melanie smirked, licking a stray drop from her bottom lip. "That limp-dick couldn’t even *make* me squirt. You?" She squeezed her thighs together, a fresh dribble escaping with a faint *plip* onto the couch. "You turn me into a goddamn slip-n-slide." Nik’s grin was savage. "Fuck yeah, I do." He traced a finger through the mess on her thigh, bringing it to her lips. "Taste that. That’s *me*—your cunt’s so greedy it’s spitting my load back out already." She sucked his finger clean with a filthy moan, and he groaned. "Christ, you’re nasty." Melanie arched, fingertips teasing her swollen clit. "Make me nastier. I wanna hear my pussy gargle your cock again—*glug, glug*, like a fuckin’ drain."

"its time to drill, baby, drill" Nik picks up Melanie and flips her upside down, placing her back down on the floor; her hips and legs presenting into the air as Nik towers over her. He's going to piledrive her with his enormous hammer. Vivid, explicit, filthy, descriptive details covering all the senses. Share their dirty dialogue and Melanie's submissive pleads.

Nik’s grin turned feral as he hauled Melanie up by her thighs, flipping her effortlessly until her back hit the floor and her legs dangled over her head, her slick pussy glistening under the harsh light. Her breath hitched as he loomed over her, his cock throbbing against her swollen lips, the thick head smearing her own wetness between them. "Fucking *look* at you," he growled, one hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise while the other guided his cock to her entrance. "Pussy already drooling like it’s begging to get wrecked." Melanie whined, her fingers scrambling against the floor as she tried to arch into him. "Do it—*fuck*, Nik, just *ruin* me already—" He didn’t make her wait. With one brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, her cunt stretching obscenely around him. A choked scream tore from her throat as her body jolted, the force driving her shoulders harder into the ground. "Oh *god*—!" Nik didn’t let up. He dragged his cock out slow, savoring the way her muscles clung to him, before slamming back in with enough force to make her tits bounce. The wet smack of skin on skin filled the room, her pussy gushing around him with every punishing drive of his hips. "Sound like a goddamn clogged sink," he grunted, pistoning into her with relentless precision. "All that sloppy *gurgling*—christ, you were *made* to get drilled like this." Melanie sobbed, her voice breaking as her cunt spasmed around him. "Harder—*please*—I wanna feel it in my *throat*—!" Nik obliged, his fingers digging into her thighs as he hammered her deeper, the slap of his balls against her ass sharp and rhythmic. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her vision blurring as pleasure coiled tight in her gut. "Yeah, take it," he growled, his own voice rough with strain. "Pussy’s so fucking *ruined*, and you’re still begging for *more*—" Melanie could only nod frantically, her body trembling as he fucked her into the floor, every brutal thrust pushing her closer to the edge.

continue. Detail more of nik piledriving the cheating hotwife slut. Make them talk shit about Mike as she squirts like a geyser from the dirty talk and degrading Mike. Its a huge turn on for both of them to make fun of Mike as Melanie squirts on Nik's big dick. Explicit, filthy, dirty, specific details. Sounds, smells, visuals.

Nik’s thrusts turned brutal, his balls slapping wetly against Melanie’s ass as he drove her deeper into the floor. “Bet Mike *wishes* he could fuck you like this,” he snarled, his voice thick with lust. “Bet he just *taps* at your pussy like a fuckin’ panicked woodpecker.” Melanie’s breath hitched in a guttural moan, her cunt clenching around him as another gush of slick warmth coated his cock. “Ngh—*yes*—he *tries*—” she gasped, her voice breaking as Nik angled his hips to grind against her swollen clit with every thrust. “—but his little *noodle* just—*fuck*—*bounces* off!” The filthy admission sent a fresh pulse of heat through Nik’s veins. He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear as he fucked into her with relentless precision. “That’s ‘cause his *pathetic* dick doesn’t *own* you,” he growled. “Doesn’t *ruin* you—” Another brutal snap of his hips wrenched a scream from her, her pussy gushing around him in a hot, obscene rush. The musky scent of sex hung thick in the air—her arousal, his sweat, the tang of her squirt soaking his thighs as he pistoned into her. “That’s right, *splash* all over me,” he taunted, his hips never slowing. “Let Mike *smell* how hard his wife gets on *real* cock.” Melanie’s back arched off the floor, her nails scraping helplessly at the ground as another geyser of pleasure burst from her. “F-fuck—*Nik*—!” she wailed, her voice raw. “Tell me—tell me *again*—!” Nik grinned, his cock glistening with her mess as he drilled into her with jackhammer force. “Tell you what, baby?” He hooked her legs over his arms, spreading her wider. “That your husband’s a limp-dick *loser* who’ll never make you *gush* like this?” Melanie’s whole body convulsed, her pussy clamping down so tight he could feel her pulse around him. “*YES*—!” she sobbed, her juices splattering between them in a lewd, rhythmic *squelch* with every thrust. Nik groaned, his own release coiling deep in his gut as he watched her fall apart beneath him—her tits bouncing, her mouth slack with pleasure, her pussy *still* begging for more. “Fuckin’ *dirty* cheating slut,” he panted. “Bet Mike’s talking to a squirrel right now while two rabbits fuck in front of him.” Melanie’s laughter was breathless, broken by another sharp cry as Nik’s cockhead rammed against her deepest spot. “Hah—*god*—glad he's out.” Nik’s grip on her thighs tightened. “Oh,” he growled. “I think im about to hit oil!” And with that, he buried himself to the hilt, Melanie's pussy erupted around his shaft, spraying out like a sprinkler in a wide circle.

And with that, he buried himself to the hilt, Melanie's pussy erupted around his shaft, spraying out like a sprinkler in a wide circle. Be descriptive, detail, and explicit as this happens. Where the spray goes.

Nik hammered into her one final time, his balls slapping against her ass as her pussy convulsed wildly around him. The first hot jet of her orgasm sprayed like a sprinkler above her; her legs pinned back behind her head and Nik towering over her, big dick stuffed deep in her geysering pussy. The sheer force of it spraying her face and feet with her sweet hot pussy juice. The musky-sweet scent of her drenched cunt flooded the air, thick enough to taste. “*Fuck*,” Nik snarled, watching her juices sprayed her parted lips; Her thighs trembled, drenched and sticky, as her pussy kept clenching—each spasm squeezing out a gushing fluid around his shaft. Nik groaned, grinding deep, his cock twitching inside her ruined, quivering hole. The wet *shlick* of his next thrust sent a fresh splash spattering onto the hardwood, the sound filthy and obscene. Melanie’s breath came in shattered gasps, her hips jerking helplessly as the last pulses of her orgasm dribbled out—warm and thick, she gasped. Her face and hair drenched in her own cum. Nik looked down at her, admiring his work. "That's fucking hot. Open your filthy mouth." Melanie opened wide and stuck out her tongue. Nik spit in her mouth and got back to piledriving her pussy.

Nik's cock swelled inside her, aching with the need to release. He spat on his hand, spreading the saliva onto his thumb before rubbing it against her clit. Melanie's body convulsed, her pussy clamping down on him as he rolled the sensitive nub between his fingers. He could feel her juices dripping out, coating his balls, the scent of her arousal overpowering. "Look at you," Nik sneered, his voice thick with lust. "Fucking *dripping* like a fucking faucet. Bet Mike's never seen you like this, has he? Bet he's never seen his *wife* like this—all fucking *ruined* and *squirted out*." Nik’s words hit her like a whip, driving her pleasure higher. His fingers worked her clit with brutal precision, his cock pounding into her with relentless force. Melanie’s body bucked beneath him, her head thrashing side to side as she cried out, her voice raw and desperate. Her chest was slick with sweat and her own juices; mouth agape, eyes wild and unfocused. Nik could see her neck and chest were flushed and wet, her skin glowing. “My *god—Nik—I—FUCK!*” Her body tensed and then released, a fresh wave of her orgasm pulsing out, splattering against the floor. The sound of their fucking was wet and filthy, the obscene noise of her body surrendering to his cock. Her pussy felt like a vice around him, pulsating and squeezing, milking him for everything he had. "It's too much—too *incredible*—" Nik groaned, his hips snapping faster, harder. "You're gonna make me cum, you filthy slut. You're gonna make me *fucking* explode." "Fuck yeah," he grunted, his voice a low growl. "You're gonna swallow every drop of my cum, aren't you? You're gonna be a good little wifey and clean this mess up." His fingers dug into her thighs, his hips slamming against her ass as he fucked her with wild abandon. She couldn't speak, couldn't think—all she could do was feel. Feel his cock pounding into her, feel his fingers tormenting her clit, feel the heat building in her belly, ready to explode. She could feel the tendons in his neck and forearms — could see the veins pulsing as he pounded her like a madman — a mean machine. His hips were a blur as he drilled into her without mercy.

Be more explicit. Describe what the mailman sees in the bay window as he walks up to the house. Be descriptive and x-rated.

The mailman, Jake, paused mid-step as he approached the house, his eyes drawn to the bay window. The heavy curtains were mostly closed, but a sliver of space revealed a glimpse into the living room. His jaw dropped as he saw Melanie on the floor, getting piledrived by a man that was not Melanie's husband. Nik was standing over her, his massive cock driving into her with brutal force. The wet suction of big dick and wet pussy echoed in the room, mingling with Melanie's breathy moans and Nik's grunts. Jake could see the sheen of sweat glistening on their skin, the primal energy. His eyes widened as he spotted the wet mess around them, glistening and obscene. "Fuck, Melanie," Nik growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "You're such a filthy slut for my cock. Look at you, taking it like a good little wifey. Mike would be fucking shocked if he saw you now, wouldn't he?" The sound of Nik's voice, thick with lust and dominance — the wet, sloppy noises their fucking made — the sight of his enormous cock disappearing into Melanie's pussy, glistening with her juices, forcing out echoing queefs; it was all too much. Jake felt his own cock stirring, straining against his pants. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the raw, explicit fucking. Nik's body moving like a machine, pounding into Melanie with relentless force. Jake could see the veins on Nik's cock, throbbing and pulsing as he fucked Melanie with wild abandon. The sound of their fucking was loud and filthy, the obscene noise of cock and pussy singing and shouting. Jake watched, transfixed, as Melanie's juices spilled out, coating Nik's balls and dripping down her thighs. Nik grunted, his hips moving faster, harder. "That's it, you filthy slut," he groaned. "Fucking take it. Take my cock. Take every inch of it." Jake could see the strain on Nik's face, the way his body tensed as he chased his own release. The mailman knew he should look away, should walk away, but he was rooted to the spot, his eyes glued to the explicit scene playing out before him. His cock was now fully hard, aching with need, sending his mind spinning. He just couldn't help himself. He couldn't look away. He pulled out his phone to film them fuck.

dirty descriptive detail of the porno Jack was filming. Nik and Melanie shouting back and forth how much of a filthy cheating slut she was and how Mike wasn't a real man. Explicit and raw.

Jake’s hands trembled slightly as he activated the camera on his phone, the screen glowing with the raw, carnal scene unfolding before him. The angle was perfect, capturing the full length of Nik's thick cock, slick and glistening with Melanie's juices, as it plunged in and out of her. The wet slapping of flesh against flesh filled the air, punctuated by Melanie's desperate moans and Nik's guttural grunts. "Oh fuck, Nik!" Melanie screamed, her body convulsing with each thrust. "You're so deep — so fucking *big*! Mike's never filled me like this — he's never *fucked* me like this." Nik leaned down, his chest heaving, and snarled into her ear. "That's because Mike's not a real man, Melanie. He's a fucking pussy. He can't handle a real woman like you. You need a *real* man to fuck you, to use you, to make you cum like the filthy slut you are." Melanie's response was a wild, abandon. "Yes! *Fuck yes!* I'm a slut — I'm your slut, Nik. I'm a cheating wife — I'm a fucking whore for your cock." Nik's hips snapped forward, his cock driving into her with brutal force. "That's right, you little bitch. You're my fucking slut. You're my little cheating wife. Mike's never going to know what hit him. He's never going to know that his wife got fucked by his best friend — right here, right now. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, Melanie. I'm going to use you so bad. I'm going to make you scream and beg and *squirt* all over my cock. And then, when I'm done, you're going to clean up this mess. You're going to lick every drop of my cum off the floor. Because that's what good little slut wives do. Isn't that right, Melanie?" Melanie's body tensed, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Yes — yes, Nik. I'll do it. I'll be your good little slut. I'll clean up every drop. *Fuck, I'm gonna cum again —*" Nik's fingers found her clit, rubbing it with rough, insistent circles. "Cum for me, Melanie. Cum all over my cock. Show me what a good little slut you are." Melanie's body bucked, her back arching as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on Nik's cock, her juices gushing out, mixing with the mess already on the floor. Jake's phone captured every filthy, explicit detail, the sound of their fucking loud and obscene in the small room. The camera lens picked up the droplets on the floor, the raw redness of Melanie's throbbing clit, the thick veins pulsing on Nik's cock as he pounded into her with merciless intensity.

It picked up her feet and stiletto heels flailing around her head as Nik's big dick forced her to cum. It picked up Nik teasing her pussy as he pulled out to watch her gape before driving back in; making Melanie beg for him to put it back. The queefs from her pussy getting stuffed and the grunts from Nik. Explicit and raw.

Nik’s grip dug into Melanie’s thighs as he dragged her body higher up the bed, her stiletto heels kicking wildly near his shoulders with every savage thrust. The sharp clack of her heels against the headboard mixed with the obscene squelch of her swollen pussy taking his cock over and over. “Look at that,” he growled, pulling out just enough to let the thick shaft glisten under the light, her greedy cunt twitching around nothing. The camera caught the swollen pink lips clinging to emptiness before he slammed back in, forcing a ragged scream from Melanie’s throat. “*Put it back!*” she sobbed, hips bucking. “Fuck, Nik, don’t stop—*please!*” He grunted, driving deeper, his balls slapping wetly against her ass. “You like that, you cheating bitch? You like begging for my cock?” Each word punched out between thrusts, his voice rough with exertion. Melanie’s answer was a broken moan as another orgasm tore through her, her pussy convulsing hard enough to force a loud, airy *pop* from her stretched hole when Nik pulled back again. The camera zoomed in—her glistening folds trembling, her clit throbbing, the mess of her juices dripping down her thighs. “Fucking *filthy*,” Nik snarled before spearing into her again, hips pistoning. The bedframe groaned in protest. Melanie’s heels scraped helplessly at his back, her manicured nails leaving red trails down his chest. The wet slap of skin, Nik’s guttural curses, the creak of leather from her ruined heels—all of it sharp, visceral, *raw*. The camera caught the moment Nik’s control snapped. His thrusts turned brutal, erratic, his cock raking her walls until Melanie’s screams pitched higher, her body bowing off the bed. “*Cumming—fuck, I’m cumming again—!*” Nik’s hand fisted in her hair, wrenching her head back. “Do it,” he demanded. “Squirt all over my dick, you fucking whore.” And she did.

Nik groaned in raw energy. "God fucking damn you're a good whore..." he gasped. "You ready for me to finally fucking cum?" he asked with dominant demeanor. It was more of a statement than a question. Nik was going to paint her face with his massive load; Melanie had no say but being a filthy whore she is, she was eager to wear Nik on her face. Jack made sure the camera was recording; the money shot was coming. Dirty detail, explicit description of the set up for the facial.

Nik’s thrusts turned animalistic, his grip bruising on Melanie’s hips as he dragged her up his body. The wet *schlck* of her pussy releasing his cock echoed in the room, her swollen lips clinging to him until the last second, leaving a glistening trail along his shaft. "Up," he snarled, fingers tangling in her hair, forcing her onto her knees. The camera caught the way her breath hitched, her chest heaving, thighs still trembling from the aftershocks of her last orgasm. Melanie didn’t need to be told twice. She leaned in, lips already parted, tongue darting out to wet them. Her lashes fluttered, gaze locked on the thick, angry-red head of Nik’s cock—veins pulsing, pre-cum beading at the slit. The musky scent of sex hung heavy between them, her own arousal dripping down her thighs. Nik wrapped a rough hand around himself, giving a slow, deliberate stroke. A thick pearl of precum smeared over his knuckles. "You see this?" he growled, dragging the wetness across her bottom lip. "You’re gonna swallow every fucking drop." Melanie whimpered, pressing forward, but he yanked her back by her hair. "Not yet." His voice was dark, commanding. "You *watch*." The camera zoomed in—his fist working his cock with brutal efficiency, the swollen head glistening, his balls drawn up tight. Melanie’s breath came in sharp little gasps, her lips trembling, spit pooling behind her teeth. Nik’s free hand gripped her chin. "You want it?" She nodded frantically. "Then beg." Melanie didn’t hesitate. "*Please*," she moaned, voice wrecked. "Please, Nik—I need it, *fuck*, I need you to cover me—" His nostrils flared, hips jerking as he stroked harder. The first thick pulse was right there, the tension coiling at the base of his cock. The camera lingered on the way Melanie’s tongue darted out, her parted lips, the wild desperation in her eyes—just waiting, just *aching* for him to ruin her. *Almost.* Nik’s breath came in ragged bursts, his thighs tensing. "Open *wide*," he ordered, voice like gravel. And she obeyed.

"Paint my fucking face!" Melanie cried out as Nik's massive balls tightened, his thick shaft stiffened, a pulse rolled along his long shaft, and erupted out of his bulging cockhead! Be descriptive and explicit. Describe Nik's big dick, as its cumming, the heavy hot thick sticky ropes of cum shooting out and sailing across the air; splattering as lines of thick baby batter on her whore face. Describe the explicit detail of the Criss crossing of hot cum glazing every inch of her pretty face; Pooling in her open mouth; caking her tongue thats extending out to catch every drop. Explicit, vulgar, filthy, dirty fine details of the whole facial.

Nik’s cock gave a violent jerk—then *erupted*. The first thick rope blasted across Melanie’s cheekbone with a wet *splat*, pearly streaks painting her skin in a scalding, sticky arc. His balls tightened, pumping another volley—this one smacking directly onto her tongue, pooling heavy and thick before dripping down her chin. "*Fuck!*" Melanie gasped, eyes fluttering shut as the third pulse hit—a fat glob landing on her eyelid, oozing down her lashes. The camera caught every obscene detail: the way her lips stretched wider, her tongue jutting out to catch the next shot, the sticky strands crisscrossing her forehead, her nose, her parted lips. Nik grunted, fist working his shaft as another violent spurt jetted free—this one landing in a glistening rope across her collarbone, heat sinking into her skin. Precum-slick fingers dug into her scalp, holding her still as he painted her. Her breath hitched, throat working to swallow what she could, but the sheer volume overwhelmed her—thick rivulets spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto her heaving tits. "Look at you," Nik rasped, thumb swiping through the mess on her cheek before shoving it between her lips. "Filthy *slut*. Made for this." Melanie moaned around his thumb, tongue lapping desperately as the last ropes shot out—weaker now, but still hot, still thick, spattering her chin in sticky patches. The camera panned in: her face glazed, lips parted and glistening, every inch of her marked by him. Nik exhaled sharply, releasing her hair. "fuck..." nik sighed and heaved his chest, catching his breath. His big cock still pulsing with aftershocks of orgasm; the veins winding around his long, thick shaft, bulging with each pulse of his heavy cock.

Melanie just sat there on her knees; her head leaning back and doused in the biggest load of her life. She just sat there, breath heaving, moaning as she took in the amazing moment. Seconds passed slowly as Nik admired his masterpiece, still stroking his big dick hanging heavily over her face. "Fucking hell... That's a big load from a big dick." He smiled and exhaled. Melanie finally uttered a "fuck" that bubbled out through the thick cum coating, exploding open with a splash.

Melanie’s breath came in ragged gasps, her lips still parted as streaks of cum slid down her throat. The weight of his release clung to her—warm, thick, *his*—dripping in slow, obscene trails between her tits. She blinked, and another gooey strand slid from her lashes, her eyelid twitching at the sensation. Nik’s cock twitched above her, still rigid despite the eruption, veins throbbing along its slick length. He gave it a slow stroke, smearing the last dribbles of cum down his shaft, then dragged the swollen head through the mess on her forehead. Melanie shivered as the heat of him grazed her skin, her tongue darting out instinctively to catch the stray drops on her upper lip. "Look at that," Nik growled, tilting her chin up with his free hand. His thumb pressed into her bottom lip, spreading it wider, revealing the glossy mess inside. "You’re *drowning* in it." A thick glob oozed from her mouth onto his fingers, and he pushed them back in, forcing her to suck. Melanie moaned, her throat working around his intrusion, her tongue swirling to lap up every trace. The taste—salty, musky, *raw*—flooded her senses. Her nipples stiffened under the cooling streaks on her chest, her thighs pressing together at the lingering buzz between her legs. Nik pulled his fingers free with a wet pop and gripped his cock again, pressing the tip against her swollen lips. "Still fucking hungry?" His voice was rough, thick with satisfaction. She didn’t answer—just opened wider, letting him slide his shaft back into the heat of her mouth. The remnants of his cum mixed with her spit as she sucked him down, hollowing her cheeks, her tongue massaging the sensitive underside. "Christ," he hissed, hips jerking forward. "You’re *insatiable*." Melanie’s fingers dug into her own thighs, her body thrumming with the filthy thrill of it. The camera caught it all—her debauched grin, the way her throat fluttered as he fucked into it, the fresh slickness between her legs. Nik’s grip tightened in her hair. "Gonna make you choke on it next time." *Yes*, she thought, dizzy with need. *Exactly like that.*

Nik admired his masterpiece, still stroking his big dick hanging heavily over her face. "Fucking hell... That's a big load from a big dick." He smiled and exhaled. "Now be a good filthy housewife and swallow every drop." Nik commanded. He pushed his heavy cock against her face and started pushing his big load into her mouth and stuffing it down her throat. Describe the explicit detail of Nik's cock scooping thick cum into her hungry mouth. Be vulgar and filthy. Make it explicit and pornographic. Be specific to senses.

Nik's fingers tangled in her hair, dragging her forward as he shoved the thick, flared head of his cock between her lips. Cum still oozed from his slit—hot, sticky ropes clinging to her tongue as he ground against her. "Open wider, *bitch*," he snarled, thumb pressing down on her chin until her jaw ached. The first thick glob surged onto the back of her tongue, molten and heavy, flooding her mouth with the bitter-salty weight of him. She gagged, throat fluttering, but he didn’t let up—just rocked his hips, smearing his shaft against her lips, scooping up the mess on her cheeks and forcing it back inside with each brutal thrust. "Swallow," he demanded, fingers tightening until her scalp burned. A fat drop of cum dripped from his tip onto her tongue, and she obeyed, throat working convulsively as the thick sludge slid down. His cock pulsed against her lips, still half-hard, veins throbbing as he worked another sticky load from his shaft, stuffing it past her teeth. Melanie’s nostrils flared, breath hitching as he fucked the mess deeper, his precum-slick skin gliding against her chin. She could feel it—the heat, the *weight*—as he painted her throat with every last drop, milking himself dry against her tongue. "Good girl," Nik rasped, dragging his cock free with a filthy, wet noise. "Now clean me up." She didn’t hesitate. Her tongue swirled over his swollen head, lapping up the remnants, her lips sealing around him in a desperate, sloppy kiss. The taste was overwhelming—musky, addictive—and she moaned around him, her fingers digging into his thighs. Nik exhaled through clenched teeth. "Fucking perfect."

Outro. Detail the living room mess. Smells, sights, Jake's reaction. The filthy and erotic post orgasm bliss they felt. The praise Melanie gives Nik and how she expects this to be an ongoing thing. Dirty and descriptive.

Melanie eats up the cum eagerly; Boasting about it being the best thing she's ever tasted.

Jake is the mailman who filmed the money shot. Melanie and Nik bask in the post sex afterglow; gazing at the dirty mess they made of the living room. Taking in the smell and pride of their filthy fuckfest. Be explicit and blunt; vulgar and dirty. Short and sweet.

The living room reeked of sex—sweat, musk, and the thick, sour tang of cum hanging heavy in the air. Melanie’s knees ached against the hardwood, but the burn was worth it, Nik’s cock still glistening with her spit as she lapped up the last traces of him. Across the room, Jake’s phone camera light flickered, capturing the mess—her swollen lips, the sticky streaks on her chin, the way Nik’s thick shaft twitched when her tongue flicked over his slit. “Fuck, that was *hot*,” Jake muttered, zooming in as Melanie smirked up at Nik, licking her lips with obscene relish. “Best fucking cum I’ve ever had,” she purred, dragging a finger through the mess on her chest and sucking it clean. “Thick enough to choke on.” Nik’s hand fisted in her hair again, tugging just to hear her gasp. The couch was wrecked—cushions tossed, a wet spot darkening the fabric where she’d squirted earlier. Nik’s jeans were shoved halfway across the room, her panties dangling from the lamp. “You’re *mine* now,” Nik growled, thumb smearing cum across her bottom lip. Melanie just grinned. “Damn right.”