Emma's heart pounded as she watched Adam set up his phone on a tripod across the room. The device’s lens was pointed directly at the massage table, capturing every angle of the room. She felt excitement and trepidation as she realized the extent to which this encounter was about to be documented.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Adam asked, his voice calm but carrying an undercurrent of urgency.
He adjusted the camera one last time before returning to her, his eyes locking onto hers with a gaze that simultaneously reassured and aroused her.
"Yes, I’ve already gone too far to go back, right? Besides, my husband likes to watch." Emma breathed out, her voice trembling slightly. "I want to do this…Please."
Adam nodded, a slow smile spreading across his lips. He walked over to her, his hands gently cupping her face. His touch was firm yet tender, sending shivers down her spine.
"You are so beautiful, Emma. I will make you feel things I promise you’ve never felt."
His fingers trailed down her neck, tracing the curve of her collarbone before dipping beneath the edge of her towel. He pulled it away slowly, revealing her naked body to the camera. Emma’s breath hitched as she felt a rush of vulnerability and raw desire.
"Spread your legs for me," Adam commanded softly, his voice dripping with authority.
Emma obeyed without a second thought, her legs fell open as she began rubbing herself, parting her folds and exposing her pink to him. He knelt between them, his eyes never leaving hers as he leaned in close. The warmth of his breath caressed her inner thighs, sending electric tingles through her body. He paused, just inches from her most sensitive spot, and looked up at her again.
"Tell me how bad you want this."
Emma's mind raced. Her thoughts became a whirlwind of lust and surrender.
"I want you to dominate me. I want you to stretch me with your big hung cock, Adam. Please? I promise I'll be such a good girl for you."
Emma’s inner slut had emerged, a side of her that only her husband had seen up to this point. As her lust for Adam became more intense, she lost all sense of control and began running her fingers along the folds of her wet, aching slit.
Her sinful plea ignited a fire within him. He lowered his head, his tongue flicking out to trace a line from the base of her slit to her clit. Emma gasped, her hips lifting off the table as waves of pleasure rolled through her. Her hips bucked against him. Adam’s tongue worked expertly, circling her clit with increasing pressure and speed.
"Oh-oh GOD! YES!" Emma cried out, her hands clutching and tugging at the towel beneath her. "Don’t stop, don’t you DARE fucking stop! Ahh. Ahh. I’m s-so. Ah! close!"
Adam’s sinister chuckle vibrated against her skin, adding another layer of sensation to the already overwhelming experience. He shifted his position slightly, moving his mouth lower to tease her cunt with short, deliberate licks. Each stroke of his tongue brought her closer to the edge, her body trembling with anticipation.
"Look at the camera," Adam instructed.
Emma obeyed, her eyes locking onto the lens as if it were another person watching them. The idea of being filmed while experiencing such intense pleasure both turned her on and made her feel brazenly exposed.
"That’s it," Adam praised, his tone encouraging. "Show the camera how much you love this."
With that, he plunged two fingers into her wetness, curling them expertly to find her G-spot. Emma’s back arched, a strangled moan escaping her lips as she felt the coil of pleasure tightening deep within her. Adam’s thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing in circles that matched the rhythm of his fingers thrusting in and out of her.
"Adam, I’m gonna…Ahh! I-I’m… Ahh. I’m gonna cum!"
Emma’s words trailed off into a high-pitched squeal, her vision blurred with the force of her impending climax.
"Do it," Adam urged, his voice rough with desire. “Cum for me, baby! Cum all over this cock!"
His command pushed her past the edge of composure. Her body shuttered and convulsed, muscles spasming around Adam’s fingers as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. She screamed his name, her voice echoing through the room as she rode out the powerful orgasm. Sure someone would hear her and catch them in their sinful acts.
When her body finally began to relax, Adam withdrew his fingers and stood up, his arousal evident in the hard bulge standing at attention in the open air. Adam reached for the camera, adjusting it slightly before returning to her.
"Now, let’s make this interesting.”
Adam reached out his hand,
“You need to stand up for this.” Caitlin grabbed his hand and
“Uh-huh.” Emma nodded eagerly.
Still recovering from the intensity of her orgasm. Adam gave her a moment to catch her breath, then helped her sit up, positioning her on the edge of the massage table. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the chiseled chest and abs that had captivated her earlier. Emma’s jaw fell open. She couldn’t help but admire his muscular thighs as they flexed with each movement.
Adam knelt in front of her once more, his hands resting on her knees as he gazed up at her with predatory intent. "Ready to make some real memories?"
Before Emma could respond, Adam leaned in slowly and pressed his lips to hers in a searing kiss. The taste of her juices mingled with his minty breath, creating a potent mix of sensations. Their tongues tangled, fighting for dominance. Exploring each other with a hunger that spoke of deeper physical desires.
As their kiss deepened, Adam’s hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples until they hardened under his touch. He broke the kiss, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck and along her collarbone. When he reached her breasts, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his hand teased the other.
Emma’s breath came in ragged gasps as Adam alternated between her nipples, his skilled mouth driving her wild. She clutched at his shoulders, pulling him closer as her body throbbed with anticipation and the need to have every hole filled by Adam.
"Please," she purred, her voice thick with lust. "I need your big manly cock to massage my pussy. Please? I told you I’d be a good girl for you. How long with you make me wait?"
Emma bit her lip and pleaded, locking eyes.
Adam pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with lust. "Say it again. Tell your husband and the camera what you want."
"Oh, yes...Evan, are you watching me, baby? I’m here getting my massage right now. My masseur, Adam is going to massage my holes with his big fat cock and he’s going to make me feel sooo good."
Emma said, reaching between her cum soaked thighs, running her fingers over her slit.
She said with a sinful pur, her voice stronger this time. Locking eyes with Adam,
"I want you to fuck me hard, Adam! Fill my cunt and make me your little slut."
With an animalistic growl, Adam rose to his feet, positioning himself between her spread thighs. He lined himself up with her entrance, throbbing and ready. With one swift motion, he thrust forward, sheathing himself inside her.
Emma cried out, her nails digging into his back as she welcomed his invasion. The fullness was almost too much, but she craved every inch of him. Adam started to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, allowing her to adjust to his size.
"God, you’re so fucking tight," he murmured, his forehead pressing against hers as he continued to drive into her. "So good for me. You’re such a slut for my cock."
Adam’s praises made Emma so hot. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to go faster. Deeper. Adam complied, gripping her hips so tight, taking control. Picking up the pace as their bodies slapped together with increasing intensity. His thrusts were hard and deep, each one causing her eyes to flutter. She felt her mind slowly fade to white.
"Adam, I’m so close," Emma declared, her voice high and desperate. "Harder…H-harder! I’m gonna come again! Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME!"
Her mouth fell open, she lifted her head and looked up at him, her brows furrowed and eyes glazed with lust.
"You’re such a dirty little wife, but you’re such a slut for this cock aren’t you?"
Adam groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his release.
"Let me see you fall apart. Cum for me. Cum for me, baby." his thrusts became relentless, her body rocking with each impalement.
With one final, powerful thrust, Adam sent Emma spiraling into another wild orgasm. Her body shook violently, her inner walls clenching tightly around him as she latched her arms around his ripped torso, screaming his name. Adam followed shortly after, his climax hitting him hard as he poured himself into her.
As Emma lay on the massage table, panting, spent, and sated, Adam leaned down to capture her lips in a soft, lingering kiss.
"We’re not done yet," he whispered against her mouth. "Not by a long shot."
