Luiz Teixeira
My wife wasn’t answering her phone. I was worried. She had been having to work late grading papers a lot lately. She just wasn’t home, and she wasn’t interested in making love much. I was getting so frustrated, I started watching porn. It made me feel so ashamed to do that, but…
I was just so frustrated.
The doorbell rang.
I sighed. My wife wasn’t cheating on me. She was just grading papers. She was a great teacher. We both worked at Mary Magdalene College. She taught math while I taught English and Latin. I opened the door to find Father Mallory, the new priest. He held a purple leash that led to–
“Meu amor!” squealed my wife with a collar about her neck. She threw herself at me and kissed me, her body pressing into mine. I stumbled back as I realized she was… naked. Her tongue thrust into my mouth as my hands slapped down on her naked rump. I squeezed her butt-cheeks.
I was so confused. Why had Father Mallory brought my wife home naked with a collar about her throat attached to a leash. A dog’s collar. I stumbled back beneath my wife’s passion. I broke the kiss and she started peppering me with kisses.
“Meu amor,” she squealed. “I’m a cheaty whorey-wife who’s a bimboy and so horny and do you have a stiffy for me to sucky!”
“A what?” I gasped. “Filho da mae!” I just cursed in front of the father and didn’t care. “You are a what, anjinha?” That was what I called my wife, little angel.
“I’m a bimboy whorey-wife!” she squealed excitedly.
“What is going on?” I demanded. “Puta merda!” Whore shit was the best curse that came to mine.
“Well, it’s quite simple,” Father Mallory said, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. “Your wife hasn’t been having sex with you because she’s a cheating whore. She’s been having an affair with her student. Trent Halstad.”
“I know Trent.” Shame washed through me. He was eighteen. A football player. Handsome. That All-American, Midwestern look. “He’s been… With my… Puta merda!”
“But now your wife is a bimbo,” continued the priest. “I made her into a bimbo-whore. A slut-wife fully. She’s yours now. You have to punish her for being a cheating whore.”
“Yesy yes, punishy me!” squealed my wife. She sounded so different as she hugged me. Her hard nipples poked against my chest through my t-shirt. “I’m slutty and naughty wifey who wants to fucky all the men and you and I fuckyed Trenty-poo and he made me cummy so hard! I’m a baddie, baddie wifey, meu amor.”
“Puta merda,” I cursed again. “Sorry, Father, but…” I grabbed the leash from him, anger at being cuckolded rising in me. “You cheating whore. I’m going to spank your ass with this leash!”
“Yesy yes, spanky me!” she squealed, bouncing up and down. Her round breasts heaved. I stared down at her pussy. She had a landing strip leading to her shaved cunt.
When the fuck had she shaved her pussy? For Trent.
“You dirty whore,” I snarled. “Filho da mae, anjinha! You’ve been fucking your student while I’ve been horny.”
“Yesy yes, I’m a baddie and slutty wifey!” she squealed, sounding so proud.
I threw her over the kitchen table. She gasped, bending over it. She nearly knocked over the vase with the flowers she loved in the center. I should just smash it. Cheating fucking whore. My blood boiled. My wife… I loved her. We came to America together, legally. We went through all that headache to be here, and she cheated on me with Trent fucking Halstad.
CRACK!
“Ouchie ouch!” my slutty wife howled as the canvas leash cracked down on her rump. She squirmed there, a bright, red welt rising on across her golden-brown butt-cheeks. She had a plump butt. Her pussy dripped juices. The familiar aroma of her tart passion was so strong. “I was baddie! But I lovey you, meu amor!”
“While you were sucking Trent’s cock?” I demanded.
“Yesy yes, I loveyed you while suckying his cock and riding his cock and cummying on his cock!”
CRACK!
She bucked on the table as the second red welt blossomed across her ass, my body shaking with fury. My dick was so hard as I watched her squirming there. She looked at me, tears in her eyes and yet…
There was a smile. She enjoyed being spanked by me.
“I’m a baddie wife,” she moaned. “A goody hubby has to punish his baddie wife, meu amor!”
CRACK!
“Yes!” I growled, loving the way her butt-cheek quivered as the leash smacked down on both her butt-cheeks. I whipped her ass. “You deserve to be spanked for being a cheating whore.”
“That’s right,” Father Mallory said. “You’re her husband. Spank your wife.”
CRACK!
“Did you fuck the priest, too?” I demanded as the whore shuddered on the table.
“Yesy yes!” squealed Desideria. “I loveyed you while he fuckyed me even in the ass!”
CRACK!
“The ass!” I roared. My wife squirmed there. “I’ve never fucked you in the ass, anjinha!” I threw down the leash and started unbuttoning my jeans. I stared at her plump butt crisscrossed with stripes. “But I’m going to!”
“Fucky me, meu amor!” Desideria squealed. “Pleasey pleasey, fucky me in the ass with your big hubby-cock. I was such a naughty wottie wifey. I should have been pleasying you and Trenty-poo. I will from nowy on be a goody wife that always takes cares of her hubby’s cock. I pwomise with all my hearty heart!”
“Like you promised to be a faithful wife and not a cheating whore?” I growled, pulling my cock out of my boxers, my jeans falling down around my feet. I slapped my dick on her welted ass.
“I was baddie,” she whimpered. “But I’m a bimboy-wifey now. I’ll be goody.”
I pressed my cock into her butt-crack. I wasn’t even lubed up. I didn’t care. I loved Desideria, and I was so angry at her. I found her asshole and drilled against her backdoor. She shuddered and gasped. Her anal ring widened and widened. She whimpered more, her body squirming.
I popped into her bowels. She squealed in delight as her velvety flesh engulfed me. I loved the feel of her asshole around me. I had never experienced this delight. It was tough getting in her. She squirmed on the table, her hands slapping down on the wood.
“Ooh, ooh, you’re so biggie and it burnsies in this hottie way,” she moaned. “Fucky my assyhole, meu amor! Eu te amo!”
“Eu te amo!” I growled. I loved her, and I was so pissed at her. “Puta traidora!” My wife was a cheating whore. I would ass-fuck her so hard.
I sank to the hilt in her bowels. I had all of her anal sheath around me. She squeezed down on me. I groaned, savoring that delight about me. She squirmed there as I bottomed out in her. She gripped my cock with her asshole as I pulled back.
She squealed like such a whore. She loved it. My cheating wife loved it up the ass. I buried back into her asshole. I plowed to the hilt in her. She groaned as I did that, her entire body quivering. It was so hot to do this to her.
I loved it. I was so glad to fuck her like this. I would drive her wild. Make her cum so hard. I pumped away at her anal sheath. I fucked her with all that I had. It was just such a delight to bury into her. I fucked her with force. With passion.