About the Book
1. When Things Look Simple - All the world's a stage
2. Nourishment - A Perfect girl
3. Bitch - Wesley's bitch "To hold a man permanently, it is vitally
important not to be faithful to him."
-Wanda Von Dunajew, Venus In Furs
It suddenly dawned on me that they were not simulating sex. Charles was actually fucking my wife as I knelt beside them. Inches from me. In and out. He didn't stop.
I felt such a fool for not realizing sooner what they were doing. I felt humiliated and didn¹t know quite what to do. Finally I did nothing. I knelt there as Charles's movements under the sheets became more and more obvious. His thrusts became more forceful as Amanda made quiet cooing noises.
Charles brought her to a climax. Right there. With only penetration of his penis.
Shamefully I covered her mouth with my hand to quieten her sounds. My hand on her mouth, I could feel her spasms and shudders as the orgasm took her. I could also feel the vibrations as Charles ejaculated into her simultaneously.
It must have been obvious to everyone else in the hall what was going on. I felt totally humbled by the situation. Amanda was doing this to me willingly. In front of everyone. But I also had a huge hard on.
There was more intense humiliation as, a few minutes later, Charles pushed the covers back and lifted himself off my wife. I think all the men present probably saw him slip his long cock out of Amanda's vagina.
He certainly wasn't hiding anything as he walked across to the front of the stage naked to talk with the crew. Naked. He was so cheeky. Showing off.
There was a cute young freshman intern from Italy named Matilda. She could not take her eyes off Charles. She went up to him and asked if she could get him anything. Her nipples hard, and visible through her T-shirt. She seemed to be glowing with energy and breathing very hard, holding her hand to her chest. She could not take her eyes off the naked actor who just fucked Amanda.
Charles's foreskin was pulled back and the head of his cock was glistening with juices. There was even a small string of cum still hanging from the tip of his cock. He was making it clear to everyone including me what had just happened.His cock seemed so dominant if not commanding.
I helped my freshly fucked wife to her feet. As I took her hand to lead her away to the dressing room I noticed that there was a large wet stain in the center of the bed. Charles's cum had already started to run from my wife's pussy and some more of it ran down the center of her thighs as we walked to the side of the stage.
Amanda actually put her hand between her legs to stop the flow dripping onto the wooden floor of the stage. Her hand coated in Charles¹s cum, she vaguely put her fingers to her mouth
My face was burning with embarrassment, but I could hardly walk straight from my hard on. When we reached the cloakroom I pulled Amanda inside and, without bothering to close the door properly, I turned her around and sat her on a chair. I slipped to my knees in front of her.
"Prove you love me," she said as she put her hand behind my head. She lifted one foot on to the chair revealing her pussy. "Show me you love me." She wanted assurance that all was well, even though she had just so publicly made love to another man and completely disrespected our marriage and deeply humiliated me. It was the moment of judgment.
I began to eat her.
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