Disclaimer:
This is a purely fictional erotic story written for adult entertainment (18+ only). It contains highly explicit sexual content, including themes of infidelity, prostitution, and various sexual acts. All characters are consenting adults above the age of 18. This story is fantasy and not meant to reflect real-life situations or promote any illegal activities. Reader discretion is advised.
Reza and Aina had been married for five years. Reza was a 32-year-old lazy bastard with the body of a fucking god — tall, muscular, six-pack abs, broad chest, thick arms and powerful thighs from playing football every evening with his buddies. But work? Zero. He slept till noon, played games, ate, and napped again. The only thing he was insanely good at was his endless, raging sex drive.
Aina, 30, was still hot but exhausted from working her ass off as a marketing executive in Johor Bahru. She paid every bill, rent, food, everything. Reza just lived like a fucking parasite, but every single night he demanded pussy.
That night was the same. Aina dragged herself home at 11pm, dead tired, feet killing her from heels. The second she walked into the bedroom, Reza was already naked, his massive 9-inch thick cock rock-hard and throbbing like a steel pole. “Baby, hurry the fuck up. I’m so goddamn horny,” he growled, stroking his veiny shaft slowly.
Aina sighed. “Reza, I’m fucking exhausted. I worked all day. Meeting tomorrow morning.”
“But look at this fat cock. It’s dying for your tight cunt,” he grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his burning meat. “You love this big dick wrecking your pussy every night.”
Before she could protest, Reza ripped her clothes off, sucked her tits like a starving animal, biting her hard nipples while his thick fingers shoved deep into her dripping wet cunt. “Holy shit, your pussy is already soaked, you lying slut,” he laughed.
He threw her on the bed, shoved her legs over his shoulders, and rammed his entire massive cock balls-deep into her cunt in one brutal thrust. “Fuuuuck! Your cunt is gripping me so tight!” Reza pounded her like a machine — hard, fast, savage. The wet slapping sounds of flesh filled the room. Aina’s tits bounced wildly as he destroyed her pussy for twenty straight minutes, making her scream and cum twice before he finally flooded her womb with thick, hot ropes of cum.
Then Reza rolled over and started snoring like a pig. Aina lay there, cum leaking from her ruined cunt, furious. “I work like a slave while this lazy fuck just sleeps and uses me as a cum dump. I’m done.”
The next night, after Reza begged for pussy again, Aina pushed him away. “Listen, you useless prick. I’m not carrying your lazy ass anymore. You’re hot, you’ve got a huge cock and a killer body. Become a male whore. Sell that fat dick. Fuck other people for money. Win-win.”
Reza’s eyes widened. “What the fuck? You want me to be a prostitute?”
“Take it or I divorce your ass tomorrow.”
After a long silence, staring at his still-hard cock, Reza finally muttered, “Fine… but you find the clients.”
Aina smirked. She already had plans.
First client: Rich MILF Maria, 48, loaded with money.
In the luxury hotel, Maria was waiting in a tiny see-through dress, no bra, big fake tits almost spilling out. “Damn, your wife wasn’t lying. That body is built for fucking.”
Reza barely spoke before Maria dropped to her knees, yanked out his massive cock and devoured it like a whore — gagging, drooling, deepthroating him balls-deep while choking and slobbering all over his shaft. “Fuck, this cock is huge,” she moaned.
Then she spread her legs wide. “Destroy my cunt.”
Reza slammed into her soaked pussy and fucked her mercilessly, pounding so hard her big tits flopped around. Maria screamed, “Harder! Wreck my married cunt!” He flipped her, fucked her doggy style, then filled her womb with cum. She paid him RM5,000 cash and begged for more.
Reza came home, handed all the cash to Aina, then passed out. Aina was thrilled.
Business boomed. Aina became his pimp. Different rich women every week.
Then came the men.
First male client: Daniel, 40, a ripped bodybuilder, pure muscle, gay but obsessed with straight studs like Reza.
The hotel room was dimly lit. Daniel was already naked, his own thick cock hard, muscles glistening. “Fuck… that cock looks even better in real life.”
Daniel dropped down and swallowed Reza’s massive dick in one go — sloppy, hungry, gagging deepthroat. Thick strings of saliva dripped from his chin as he bobbed furiously, sucking and licking every inch, worshipping the fat shaft and heavy balls. “Mmmph… straight cock tastes so fucking good,” he groaned.
Then Daniel got on all fours, arched his muscular back, and spread his firm ass cheeks. His tight pink asshole winked, already lubed up. “Come on, stud. Shove that big straight cock up my ass and fuck me like a cheap whore.”
Reza pressed his swollen cockhead against the tight hole and pushed. Inch by thick inch, he sank into the scorching heat. “Holy shit… your asshole is so fucking tight!” he groaned as he buried every inch until his balls slapped against Daniel’s ass.
Daniel moaned like a bitch in heat. “Yes! Fuck me! Destroy my asshole with that fat cock!”
Reza grabbed Daniel’s hips and started pounding — brutal, deep, animalistic thrusts. The sound of heavy balls slapping against ass echoed. He fucked harder, slamming in and out, watching his thick cock stretch that muscular ass wide open. Sweat poured off their bodies.
He flipped Daniel onto his back, hooked his legs over his shoulders, and railed him even deeper in missionary. Daniel’s own cock throbbed untouched, leaking precum. “Harder! Breed my fucking ass!” Daniel begged.
Reza pounded mercilessly, his heavy balls smacking loudly, until Daniel’s body convulsed. Without touching his own cock, Daniel screamed and shot thick ropes of cum all over his own abs and chest.
Reza kept destroying the asshole, grunting, “I’m gonna flood your guts!” With a final savage thrust, he buried himself balls-deep and unloaded — massive spurts of thick, hot cum pumping deep into Daniel’s wrecked asshole until it overflowed and leaked out around his cock.
They collapsed, covered in sweat and cum. Daniel grinned. “Best fuck I’ve ever had. Booking you again tomorrow.”
Reza discovered he actually loved it — the power, the tightness, the dirty thrill. And the money was insane.
Life changed completely.
Reza still woke up late, played football, then went out to fuck strangers every night — sometimes multiple clients. He came home smelling of pussy, ass, perfume and cum, pockets full of cash. Aina happily took the money, bought luxury bags, a new car, paid off the house.
Every time Reza returned, Aina would suck his filthy cock clean, tasting other people’s juices. “Tell me how you destroyed that asshole tonight,” she’d whisper, then ride him like a slut, loving how used and cum-filled her husband’s cock felt.
They were both happier than ever.
Reza got endless filthy sex and easy money while staying lazy. Aina got a rich lifestyle and a husband with a constantly satisfied, well-used cock.
“Best fucking decision ever,” Reza groaned one night, balls-deep in Aina’s cunt after another long night of whoring.
Aina laughed, clenching her pussy around him. “You’re the best whore I’ve ever owned, baby.”
And so their dirty, cum-soaked, vulgar life continued — full of cash, endless fucking, and pure filthy pleasure.
Comments
Post a Comment