34 - He Knows His Place, Part Three
MFM / Hotwife / Interracial / Voyeurism / Humiliation / Bondage
When Lillian stroked Marc’s cock, Jonathan noticed Marc’s cock was so thick that Lillian’s fist couldn’t close completely around it.
Lillian stood up and mounted him, placing a leg on each of his sides, and then grabbed his cock and teased the tip with her wet slit.
She would occasionally look over her shoulder to the right-hand corner of the room, but he couldn’t see what was there since the crack in the curtain was so small.
He watched Lillian bounce up and down on the stranger’s cock.
Loud moaning ensued. He couldn’t see, but he guessed that he must have been rubbing her clit.
***
“Oh my God!” she screamed, “Yes, I’m gonna come. Make me cum harder than my husband ever could!”
What the fuck? Jon thought to himself.
What was she going on about? Did Ron have trouble pleasing his Lily?
Is that why she was doing this? He thought he could definitely please her.
He knew where the clit was, and he knew how to please Mia.
He would definitely be able to rock Lillian’s world.
Why would she bring her husband up in a one-night stand or a fling?
Wouldn’t that put the man off of the fuck session?
Precisely the opposite of him being put off happened, though.
He lifted her up slightly and thrust in and out of her ferociously just as she came.
Lillian was moaning so loud that Jonathan looked to his left and right o make sure no one was around.
Most people would probably knock on the door to make sure she was okay.
He had never seen a woman get fucked so good in his life.
Lillian flipped herself around, into the reverse cowgirl position, and his cock slipped back inside of her with ease. She placed her calves beneath his thighs and use them for leverage to move her hips. She started off slow, going up and down on his cock, then picked up the pace.
From what Jonathan could see, the stranger really, really enjoyed this position.
His hand gripped her ass and helped guide her up and down his cock.
Jonathan watched Lillian’s face. He had never seen her more at peace in his life.
She was truly in her element. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she let herself go.
She could be free, and she could take all the pleasure she wanted.
Her hands were resting down in front of her, and her tits bounced back and forth as she fucked the stranger.
This surely was one hell of a sight to see.
Jonathan felt himself getting close again, and he stopped touching himself.
No, things were just getting started. He couldn’t come yet.
Still, he noticed her staring into the right-hand corner of the room, and he wondered what could be going on. What was she looking at?
He moved his head around to try get a better look at the corner of the room where she kept looking.
He saw nothing at first. He tried harder and saw someone sitting in a comfortable, leather armchair, having a smoke with a whiskey at his side.
Jonathan looked harder until he realized a familiar face was sitting in the chair.
It was Ron. Jonathan couldn’t fathom what Ron could be doing just sitting there, watching his wife get railed by a black man.
Confusion washed over him, and he tried to come up with any number of explanations for it.
He didn’t understand how he could just sit there calmly.
If it was Jonathan and his wife in that situation, he wouldn’t be calm about it.
He would be shouting and screaming and getting into a fight with the man.
But no, Ron sat there with a smile on his face.
Then he could have sworn that he winked at Lillian.
Jonathan felt kind of weirded out because he just couldn’t process what was going on.
He finally understood why she mentioned her husband the first time.
Because he was sitting right fucking there, watching.
Was it a little game they played? Did he get off on being jealous?
Jonathan was still rock hard though and looked back over to Lillian. She was now on her knees, giving Jonathan a view of it from the side. The stud was tapping the tip of his cock on her tongue as her mouth stretched wide. It looked like he was very close to climax himself.
The stranger was stroking himself at a fast pace, aiming at her face.
“Cum for me, Mark. Cum all over my face. Yes,” Jonathan heard Lillian say.
Just as the first droplet of cum hit her face, Jonathan couldn’t hold himself anymore, and he came himself.
He gripped onto the windowsill hard and hoped he wouldn’t accidentally let out a sound and raise any suspicions.
He nervously tucked his now shrinking cock, not breaking eye contact with what was going on in the motel room.
His hand was covered in come, so when he tucked his pathetic little limp dick into his pants, he wiped his hand on his underwear.
That would have to be a problem for later.
He frantically tried to pull his pants back up and buckle his belt once he realized what he had done.
He felt like a creep, a weirdo, a peeping tom.
There was no way he could judge Ron and Lilian for what they were doing after what he just did.
To not get caught out, he quickly but quietly made his way down the stairs and back to the bar where his car was parked.
He walked hurriedly back to the bar, hoping that no one saw him leave the parking lot and realize that he’d been watching the whole time. It was getting even colder than before, so he hugged himself tightly.
***
Lillian and Ron made their way back to the bar where their car waited for them. They walked hand-in-hand, laughing and talking. They couldn’t wait to get back home and fuck. This was something they did every few weeks, and they both loved it.
It started out when she first started doing pornography, and they grew ever closer to one another.
At first, Ron would watch her first few live shows intently.
He became jealous every time a user complimented her, and she smiled widely every time.
There was just something about another man making her feel good about herself in that way that ground his gears.
The jealousy soon subsided though, when she started growing more and more popular.
He’d lay down in the bed with a laptop at his side and watch her while she worked in the study.
Those first few weeks of her camming was the best sex they’d ever had in their lives.
It ignited something in both of them and hadn’t stopped since.
They could talk to each other about anything and were open and honest about everything.
From then on, they hid nothing from one another. They started exploring more in the bedroom, playing around with potential fetishes. Any time Lillian learned about some kind of new fetish from a user, they would explore it to see if one of them had any interest.
In the next few months of her camming, they started considering threesomes because, if he was okay with her showing herself off to thousands of people, then he must be okay with anything.
Their first threesome experience was incredibly awkward.
They decided to start off with a second woman instead of a man.
A woman would be less risky than bringing a man in, and Lillian made it clear that she wouldn’t be intimidated by another female in their dynamic because she trusted Ron.
But the woman they brought in was incredibly uncomfortable and awkward, and it seemed like she wasn’t really attracted to women.
She was only interested in having sex with Ron, and that was not what they were looking for.
Ron thought that it would be a very good idea for Lillian and the other woman to start off just pleasuring each other while he watched. Maybe later, he’d join in. Despite the other woman being so awkward, Ron really, really enjoyed it. And he wanted more.
So a few weeks passed, and they decided to explore a threesome with a man.
Only thing, Ron didn’t want to join in at all.
It confused him, but the idea of watching her get railed pleased him more than actually joining.
He hadn’t known what cuckolding was at the time, and only learned about it when they were speaking about a new kink she had heard about.
The realization had set in for the both of them.
Lillian teased him about being a ‘dirty little cuck’ for weeks after that. But they did it again and again and again.
Then a while after, Lillian started seeing other men without Ron’s presence.
She would go out on a Friday and go home with a man.
Every single time, she would send him a picture of her from the man’s phone.
It was his favorite part. He’d be home, cooking dinner or working, and his phone would buzz.
It would be a picture of her with a cock in her mouth, or with his cock inside of one of her other holes.
They made it a tradition but certain things were a must. One, she would wear the cum-soaked panties all the way home and initiate sex with her still wearing them.
Two, she would tell him every single itty-bitty detail of her sexcapades while they made love.
He never wanted her to stop doing it. He loved being made to feel less than.
Every single man she fucked had a bigger cock than Ron.
Bigger in girth and length. It just added to the appeal of her getting pleasure from someone so much better, bigger, and stronger than him.
When they got to the parking lot of the pub, they noticed that Jonathan’s car was still parked there, and he was sitting in it, hunched over the steering wheel. Lillian chuckled at the sight as they got into their own car and made their way to their lovely home.