Castaway, a Forced Cuckold
Copyright© 2022 by R.L.B
Chapter 4
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 4 - He couldn't protect me!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Blackmail Consensual NonConsensual Rape Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Pregnancy Tit-Fucking BBW Big Breasts
The first night of being the island whore.
The reason I wanted to fuck Earnest first, was because his hut was closest to ours. I wanted Rick to hear every moment of the great sex I would give these men. And I really wanted to rub it in his face, and especially the first night.
We ate dinner consisting of fish and some coco nut. Rick didn’t eat much. He even told me he had been throwing up all day. I wondered if he had a bug or something.
After we were done. Earnest stood up and looked my way. I leaned over and kissed Rick on the cheek. Then I stood up and walked Ernest into his hut.
I don’t know why, but I nearly passed out when I went into his hut. I guess I was just nervous. But I had an agenda. I wanted to make Rick eat his heart out. I stripped off my top and shorts, but left my panties on. Then I dropped to my knees and turned him to me. I pulled down his pants and then his shorts. I then put his already hard cock into my mouth and sucked like I had never done before. I couldn’t believe how fast he came in my mouth. I made sure that I kept as much in it as I could. But, before I swallowed or spit it out, I had a great idea.
I knew that Rick could easily have heard my noisy blow job as well as Ernest coming. So, I held up a finger and quickly went out the hut. My boobs were hanging out for all to see, but I kept to my agenda and walked to Rick and spit Ernest’s load out right beside him. I had never allowed my husband to cum in my mouth. In fact, I rarely gave him any head at all.
I figured I could do one more thing before I returned to Ernest. I went to one knee facing my husband and asked. Do you want a kiss now?
He opened his mouth in shock, totally miffed that I would even ask. But I quickly crushed my lips on his and forced my come tasting Tongue into his mouth and worked it so that he would taste every little worm that Earnest had left in side my nasty mouth.
I have no idea why I was being so cruel. But I just couldn’t stop. So, I got up and walked my topless ass back to Ernest’s hut again.
There, I warned Earnest that I would be fucking the holy shit out of him. He laid on his back and I went back to my knees and bent over him. I put his cock back into my mouth and sucked him hard again. It didn’t take as long as I thought it would. After I got him hard. I mounted him, putting his cock back inside my very wet and willing cunt. Then I ground on him like the whore I was becoming, deliberately moaning out in ecstasy loudly, hoping my voice would carry to Rick.
When we were finally done, well over an hour after it started, I got dressed and walked out and onto our hut. Rick was in the bed looking at me when I came in. I then sat beside him and brutally told him, “You wouldn’t believe the size of his cock. It was huge. I had never had bigger and damn it; I came more with him in ten minutes than I ever have with you. This is a great idea of yours, but did you know, all four of the men fucked me at the water hole today. All four of them.
I watched the pain wash across Ricks face, knowing he was in so much pain, just made me want to twist the knife some more. But I knew that he was at his limit. So, I stripped off completely, and laid down next to him. I was thinking that my nude body, the body that he wouldn’t ever touch again, would be so close, and so exposed.
I had a hell of a time going to sleep that night. I thought it was because I had officially become a slut whore. But much later, I found that my insomnia that had started that day, was because of the way I was treating the man I loved so much.
The next day, I woke alown. Rick had already gotten up and left for the day. Everyone knew that he was working diligently, getting the radios to work. He took the radios, the funny looking contraption the men made and several parts of the airplane up the volcano. He told us that the radio signal would broadcast much further from there.
At this time, I really didn’t think much about getting rescued. I was having a lot of fun with the men, and watching my husband trying to hold back his pain.
He had eaten breakfast. Fish and berry’s like always. But no one knew where he was for sure.
I went to the water hole again, only Dave and Roberto followed me this time. But we had a great time fucking ourselves silly.
That night, Rick ate some, but not too much. I ate like a starving dog. Then I got up and went to Joseph, held out my hand. He took it and stood up, then led me to his hut.
I dropped again to my knees and sucked him off. Again, I stood up and walked out to spit Joseph’s come out next to Rick. When he saw me coming, he quickly stood up though and walked off. Not looking back.
I went ahead and spit it out, then went back to the hut. I took a lot of time with Joseph, but he couldn’t come again. But I sure the hell did.
After I was done, I again went to our hut, but this time Rick wasn’t there. I just laid down and tried to sleep. Again, it took a long time to fall asleep.
Day three of being a whore.
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