Texas Cuckold 'Em (Cuckolding Erotica)
Barry's gambling problem escalates when he bets his wife and loses her. Now, he must watch as the owner of the casino makes his wife moan right in front of him on the poker table. More
~ Excerpt ~
“You really like this beautiful woman, don’t you, Barry?” He waited for a few seconds for Barry’s answer. It never came. “Hm. Well, if we’re lucky, she’ll leave you after she’s had the taste of a real man.”
Suddenly, Rico bent Debbie over the table facing Barry. With her hands still cuffed behind her back, Rico motioned the bodyguard to come over and hold her down. She wiggled, trying to get free, but it was no use. She just laid there, looking at Barry with subtle rage. This whole scene was finally enough to get Barry to look into her eyes. At this point, she expected to see some kind of remorse in his expression, but his pride was still too strong.
“You had better not, you fucking whore!” he finally said to her.
Rico, still calm, snapped his fingers. The bodyguard released her from grasp and walked around to Barry’s side of the table.
“That’s no way to talk to a lady,” Rico said as the bodyguard punched Barry in the gut. As Barry gasped for air, he could only look at his girl in disgust…as if she had caused this to him.
“It’s apparent to me that someone needs to show you how to treat a lady,” he said to Barry, turning to Debbie, “I’m very sorry I had to treat you like this. Allow me to repay you.”
Rico reached into his pocket and pulled from it a key. From behind her, Debbie heard a “click” sound, and before she knew it, her hands were free. She turned around on the table and looked up at Rico. She saw a kind look in his eyes…a genuine gaze. He put out his hand for her to grab. When she did, she was instantly lifted upright where her lips connected with Rico’s. All the while, Barry was clearly about to blow his lid. Mindful of the giant man beside him, he kept quiet. At first, she was not completely accepting of this man’s embrace, but after a few moments she began to give in more and more. He was sweet with her, gentle, non-threatening. Despite the situation she was in, she felt reciprocative. Barry watched as Debbie was being stolen right out from under his nose.
“That was lovely, Ms. Debbie. Now, how about that lesson?” Rico said with the utmost confidence.
Debbie nodded once more, as if she was in a trance brought forth by this man. The contrast between Rico and Barry was so high, she was being drawn to Rico even with Barry in the room.
With the help of Rico, Debbie laid down once more onto the felt-covered table in front of Barry. Her head hung off the edge of the table. As she looked up at Barry with a sense of revenge, Rico leaned on top of her. He slowly kissed her neck up and down, occasionally reaching at her ear lobe to playfully pat it with his tongue. She became flushed as Rico’s moves did a number on her. The way Barry watched also turned a gear in her mind. She was enjoying the fact that Barry just had to sit and watch her inevitably make love with this man. This real man.
Rico cupped the back of her head with his hand, briefly running his fingers through her auburn hair as he embraced her for a kiss once again.
“Stop…” Debbie said suddenly, Rico with a questioning look on his face. “I want him to watch,” she said, glancing at Barry.