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[bigpaul1967]

Unexpected Early Finish

Nigel, fifty-four and carrying a big beer gut that hung over his belt, sighed as he pulled into the driveway of their small two-bedroom house. The office had shut early — some bullshit with the air conditioning system — so he was home hours before usual. His knees ached as he climbed out of the car, his heavy frame moving slow. He and Kandi hadn’t fucked in almost two years. Their sex life had dried up into nothing but TV and takeaways. He still loved her, though. Hell, he even had those secret thoughts late at night… thoughts about watching her get properly railed by someone else. And maybe more.
He let himself in quietly, kicked off his shoes, and headed upstairs. That’s when he heard it — the unmistakable wet slapping of flesh, the creaking of their old bed, and Kandi’s throaty moans.
“Fuck yes, Steve… harder, you bastard.”
Nigel froze at the top of the stairs. The bedroom door was half-open. He stepped closer, heart pounding, and peered in.
There was his wife — Kandi, fifty-two, big soft belly, heavy hanging tits, and thick thunder thighs spread wide — getting absolutely pounded by their neighbour Steve. Steve was in his late forties, also overweight with a hairy gut, but he was giving it to her deep. The sound of his thick cock slamming into Kandi’s soaked pussy filled the room. Her massive tits were bouncing everywhere as she gripped the sheets.
Nigel’s own cock twitched hard in his work trousers. He stayed silent, watching. Steve was grunting, gripping Kandi’s wide hips, his balls slapping against her ass.
“God your cunt’s so fucking sloppy today,” Steve groaned.
“Fill me up,” Kandi panted. “Nigel never fucks me like this anymore…”
That’s when Nigel stepped inside and calmly shut the bedroom door behind him. The loud click of the lock made both of them jump.
Steve froze mid-thrust, still buried balls-deep in Kandi, his cock rock hard and throbbing. Kandi’s eyes went wide with panic, her face flushed red.
“Oh shit— Nigel— it’s not—” she stammered.
Steve pulled out quickly, his slick dick bouncing, still fully erect and angry red. “Fuck mate, I should leave. This was a mistake—”
Nigel looked at Steve’s hard cock, then at his wife’s gaping, dripping pussy. His own fat prick was straining against his zipper.
“No,” Nigel said, voice low and rough. He pointed straight at Steve’s throbbing cock. “Finish.”
Both of them stared at him.
Kandi’s panic slowly melted into something else — shock, then heat. “Nigel… you mean that?”
“Yeah,” Nigel said, breathing heavy. He locked eyes with his wife. “I’ve fantasised about this for years. Watching you get used like a proper slut. And… maybe more. I know you’ve had the same dirty thoughts about me with another bloke.”
Kandi bit her lip, her hand drifting down to rub her swollen clit. “Fuck… yes. I have. I want this. All of it. Consent given, love. Wreck me while he watches.”
Steve looked between them, still rock hard. “You two are serious?”
“Dead serious,” Nigel growled. “Now shove that cock back in my wife’s cunt and finish what you started.”
Steve didn’t need telling twice. He grabbed Kandi’s thick thighs, pushed them back toward her soft belly, and slammed back inside her in one rough thrust. Kandi moaned loud, eyes rolling. Nigel sat in the chair by the bed, unzipping his own fat cock, stroking slowly as he watched Steve destroy his wife’s pussy.
“Harder,” Nigel ordered. “Fuck her like the neglected whore she is.”
Steve pounded her deep, their heavy bodies slapping together noisily. Kandi’s tits flopped everywhere as she cried out. “Yes— fuck— I’m such a dirty bitch!”
Nigel stood up, still stroking, and moved closer. He reached down and roughly groped one of Kandi’s heaving breasts, then surprised Steve by grabbing his hairy ass cheek, pulling him deeper into Kandi.
Steve groaned at the touch. Nigel smiled darkly. “You like that? Good. Because I’ve wondered what your cock tastes like too.”
Kandi came first — shaking, squirting messily around Steve’s cock, screaming her husband’s name. Steve followed right after, burying himself deep and pumping her full of thick cum with a guttural moan.
When Steve pulled out, cum leaking from Kandi’s ruined hole, Nigel stepped forward, still hard.
“Your turn to watch, love,” he told Kandi. “I’ve got years of dirty fantasies to catch up on.”

 

[bigpaul1967]

Here's the direct continuation, picking up right after the last scene. Filthy, rude, and exactly as you specified:
Steve pulled his spent cock out of Kandi’s cum-filled cunt with a wet pop, thick white seed already leaking from her stretched hole onto the sheets. He was still half-hard, glistening with their mixed juices.
Nigel didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees in front of Steve, his heavy belly pressing against the other man’s thighs, and took Steve’s messy cock straight into his mouth.
“Fuck…” Steve groaned loudly as Nigel slurped noisily, sucking the cum and Kandi’s juices off his thick shaft. Nigel bobbed his head, making wet, obscene sucking sounds, his fat cheeks hollowing as he cleaned every inch.
Kandi watched wide-eyed from the bed, her hand lazily rubbing her leaking pussy. “Jesus, Nigel… you really are into this.”
Steve’s legs shook. He lifted one leg, planting his foot on the bed beside Kandi’s hip so he was half-standing, half-straddling, giving Nigel better access. His hairy belly hung over Nigel’s head as he groaned and thrust gently into the older man’s mouth.
Nigel reached up with one hand, cupping Steve’s heavy, sweaty ballsack, rolling them gently. His other hand slowly wandered back between Steve’s arse cheeks, expecting resistance or a flinch. Instead, Steve reached back with his own hand, grabbed one meaty arse cheek, and pulled it aside without shame.
“Been a while since Kandi played back there with her toys,” Steve muttered between groans. “Go on… I can take it.”
Nigel’s finger found Steve’s hole already slick with lube. He pushed in slowly, then more firmly, and met zero resistance. Steve’s arse swallowed his thick finger easily.
“Dirty bastard,” Nigel growled around Steve’s cock, now fully hard again in his mouth. “You’ve been letting my wife finger and toy-fuck this hole behind my back?”
Steve just moaned louder, pushing back onto Nigel’s finger.
Kandi grinned, still playing with her cum-dripping cunt. “He likes it deep. Use two fingers, love. Get him ready for that fat prick of yours.”
Nigel added a second finger, pumping them in and out while still slurping messily on Steve’s cock. Then he pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit and cum connecting his lips to the head.
“On the bed,” Nigel ordered, his own fat cock rock-hard and leaking against his belly. “I’m going to fuck you while my wife watches.”
Steve moved into position on all fours, his heavy body making the old bed creak. Nigel climbed up behind him, his big gut resting on Steve’s lower back as he lined up his thick, veiny cock. He spat on his hand, rubbed it over his shaft, and pushed forward.
“Fuuuuck,” Steve groaned as Nigel sank into his lubed arse in one slow, steady thrust. “That’s thick…”
Kandi slid over, reaching under her husband. While Nigel started fucking Steve with heavy, slapping thrusts — their obese bodies jiggling and smacking together — Kandi played with Nigel’s arse. She spread his cheeks, spat on his hole, and pushed two fingers straight in, matching her husband’s rhythm.
“Fuck him harder, Nigel,” she urged, finger-fucking her husband’s arse as he pounded Steve. “Use our neighbour’s hole. I want to hear you both moaning like sluts.”
The room filled with the sound of heavy flesh slapping, grunting, and wet fingering. Nigel’s belly smacked against Steve’s arse with every thrust while Kandi worked his prostate from behind.
“I’m not gonna last,” Steve panted, his cock swinging hard beneath him.
“Neither am I,” Nigel growled, gripping Steve’s wide hips tighter. “Gonna fill this dirty arse.”
Kandi smiled wickedly, pushing her fingers deeper. “Good boys. Fill each other up.”

 

[bigpaul1967]

Here's the direct continuation, picking up right after the last scene. Filthy, rude, and exactly as you specified:
Steve pulled his spent cock out of Kandi’s cum-filled cunt with a wet pop, thick white seed already leaking from her stretched hole onto the sheets. He was still half-hard, glistening with their mixed juices.
Nigel didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees in front of Steve, his heavy belly pressing against the other man’s thighs, and took Steve’s messy cock straight into his mouth.
“Fuck…” Steve groaned loudly as Nigel slurped noisily, sucking the cum and Kandi’s juices off his thick shaft. Nigel bobbed his head, making wet, obscene sucking sounds, his fat cheeks hollowing as he cleaned every inch.
Kandi watched wide-eyed from the bed, her hand lazily rubbing her leaking pussy. “Jesus, Nigel… you really are into this.”
Steve’s legs shook. He lifted one leg, planting his foot on the bed beside Kandi’s hip so he was half-standing, half-straddling, giving Nigel better access. His hairy belly hung over Nigel’s head as he groaned and thrust gently into the older man’s mouth.
Nigel reached up with one hand, cupping Steve’s heavy, sweaty ballsack, rolling them gently. His other hand slowly wandered back between Steve’s arse cheeks, expecting resistance or a flinch. Instead, Steve reached back with his own hand, grabbed one meaty arse cheek, and pulled it aside without shame.
“Been a while since Kandi played back there with her toys,” Steve muttered between groans. “Go on… I can take it.”
Nigel’s finger found Steve’s hole already slick with lube. He pushed in slowly, then more firmly, and met zero resistance. Steve’s arse swallowed his thick finger easily.
“Dirty bastard,” Nigel growled around Steve’s cock, now fully hard again in his mouth. “You’ve been letting my wife finger and toy-fuck this hole behind my back?”
Steve just moaned louder, pushing back onto Nigel’s finger.
Kandi grinned, still playing with her cum-dripping cunt. “He likes it deep. Use two fingers, love. Get him ready for that fat prick of yours.”
Nigel added a second finger, pumping them in and out while still slurping messily on Steve’s cock. Then he pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit and cum connecting his lips to the head.
“On the bed,” Nigel ordered, his own fat cock rock-hard and leaking against his belly. “I’m going to fuck you while my wife watches.”
Steve moved into position on all fours, his heavy body making the old bed creak. Nigel climbed up behind him, his big gut resting on Steve’s lower back as he lined up his thick, veiny cock. He spat on his hand, rubbed it over his shaft, and pushed forward.
“Fuuuuck,” Steve groaned as Nigel sank into his lubed arse in one slow, steady thrust. “That’s thick…”
Kandi slid over, reaching under her husband. While Nigel started fucking Steve with heavy, slapping thrusts — their obese bodies jiggling and smacking together — Kandi played with Nigel’s arse. She spread his cheeks, spat on his hole, and pushed two fingers straight in, matching her husband’s rhythm.
“Fuck him harder, Nigel,” she urged, finger-fucking her husband’s arse as he pounded Steve. “Use our neighbour’s hole. I want to hear you both moaning like sluts.”
The room filled with the sound of heavy flesh slapping, grunting, and wet fingering. Nigel’s belly smacked against Steve’s arse with every thrust while Kandi worked his prostate from behind.
“I’m not gonna last,” Steve panted, his cock swinging hard beneath him.
“Neither am I,” Nigel growled, gripping Steve’s wide hips tighter. “Gonna fill this dirty arse.”
Kandi smiled wickedly, pushing her fingers deeper. “Good boys. Fill each other up.”

Steve was moaning like a whore, his heavy body rocking forward with every deep thrust from Nigel’s fat cock in his arse. Kandi slid underneath him on her back, her big soft tits squishing against his hairy belly, and swallowed his throbbing cock right down her throat in one greedy motion.
“Fuuuuck, Kandi!” Steve groaned, eyes rolling back as her warm, wet throat squeezed him.
She bobbed her head sloppily, gagging and drooling all over his shaft while Nigel kept pounding Steve’s hole from behind, their three obese bodies moving together in a sweaty, jiggling mess.
Steve came first with a deep guttural roar. He grabbed the back of Kandi’s head and unloaded straight down her throat, thick ropes of cum pumping into her belly. Kandi took every drop, sucking hard even as tears ran down her flushed cheeks.
Seconds later Nigel buried himself balls-deep in Steve’s arse and exploded. “Take my load, you dirty fuck,” he growled, pumping spurt after spurt into the neighbour’s guts.
All three collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed, breathing hard, bodies sticky with cum and juices.
Nigel pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak from Steve’s used hole. He looked at Kandi, who was wiping her mouth with a wicked little smile.
“Bloody hell,” Nigel panted, still catching his breath. “You’d never swallow my cum. Not once in thirty years.”
Kandi laughed softly, licking her lips. “That was then, love. This is now. I’ve been a repressed bitch for too long. Today I’m done pretending.”
They lay there for a while, touching, talking quietly but filthily. Fingers lazily played with spent cocks and sloppy holes. Steve admitted he’d been fucking Kandi for months and that she’d been pegging him with toys almost every time. Nigel confessed how many nights he’d jerked off thinking about exactly this — watching his wife get railed and joining in.
After twenty minutes of dirty talk and slow stroking, Nigel’s cock was twitching but not fully hard again.
“Fuck it,” he said, heaving his big body off the bed. “I’m getting the Viagra.”
He waddled to the bathroom cabinet and came back with two blue pills. He took one, gave one to Steve. They washed them down with water from the bedside table.
While they waited for the pills to kick in, the three of them played. Kandi sucked both cocks back to life, taking turns deepthroating each fat prick. Nigel and Steve fingered her sloppy cunt and arse together, stretching her slowly.
When both men were rock hard again, Kandi got on all fours, her massive arse up in the air.
“I’ve always wanted to try anal again,” she said, voice thick with lust. “That one time years ago hurt like hell and we never tried again. But I want it today. Be patient with me… lots of lube and go slow at first.”
Nigel kissed her back. “We’ve got all afternoon, love.”
They took their time. Steve lay underneath her in a 69 position, licking her clit while Nigel worked lube into her tight arsehole with one finger, then two, then three. Kandi moaned and pushed back, relaxing bit by bit. After a long, careful warm-up, Nigel pressed his thick cockhead against her hole and slowly sank in.
“Ohhh fuck…” Kandi gasped, gripping the sheets. “It’s so full… but it feels good this time. Keep going.”
Nigel fucked her arse gently at first, then deeper as she opened up, her big body shaking. Steve kept licking her pussy until she came hard, clenching around Nigel’s cock buried in her arse.
After she caught her breath, Kandi looked back at them with pure filthy hunger.
“Now… I want both of you. DP me.”
Steve lay on his back. Kandi lowered her cum-slick pussy onto his thick cock, taking him deep. Nigel moved in behind her, added more lube, and carefully pushed back into her stretched arsehole.
“Fuuuuck yes!” Kandi cried out as both fat cocks filled her completely. “I’m so fucking full… use me.”
They found a rhythm — Nigel thrusting into her arse while Steve pumped up into her cunt. Their heavy bellies and bodies slapped together loudly. Kandi was shaking, drooling, lost in pleasure as the two men fucked both her holes raw.
“Harder,” she begged. “I’m your slut now. Wreck me.”

 

[bigpaul1967]

Final Part
Nigel was the first to break. Buried deep in Kandi’s arse, he let out a long, guttural groan and unloaded, pumping thick spurts of cum into her already-stuffed back hole. He held himself there, refusing to pull out, his fat belly pressed tight against her back while Steve continued thrusting up into her pussy.
The overwhelming fullness pushed Kandi over the edge. She started shaking violently, her whole heavy body quivering as she wailed loud and raw. “Oh my fucking God— I’m cumming so hard—!” Her eyes rolled back and her voice cracked into a broken scream. The orgasm hit her like a freight train — a full-body, fainting climax that made her go limp and collapse sideways off both cocks, twitching and drooling onto the sheets.
As she fell, Steve’s cock slipped free and he came one last time, his final weak spurts shooting uselessly into the air and landing on his own hairy belly.
The three of them lay panting in a sweaty, cum-soaked mess. Steve checked his phone and cursed. “Shit… I need to get back. Barbara will be home soon.”
Nigel gave a tired, bitter chuckle as Steve started pulling his clothes on. “You might want to rethink that. Barbara works in the same building as me, mate. That place shut down more than three hours ago.”
Steve froze for a second, then shrugged awkwardly. “Yeah… well… I’ll sort that.” He dressed quickly and slipped out without another word.
The bedroom fell silent once the front door clicked shut.
Nigel and Kandi lay side by side, naked, sticky, and breathing heavily. The quiet stretched for several long minutes.
Finally Nigel spoke, voice low and hurt. “How long, Kandi? How long have you been letting Steve fuck you behind my back?”
She turned toward him, her big soft body pressing against his. “A few months… I’m sorry. I was lonely. Our sex life was dead. I know that doesn’t make it right.”
“It hurts,” he admitted quietly. “I feel like a fucking idiot.”
Kandi reached over and started gently massaging his soft, spent cock. “I know, love. Let me make it up to you. Properly. No more hiding.”
She reached under the bed and pulled out a large black toy bag. From it she retrieved a long blue wavy anal dildo — narrow at the tip, less than a finger thick, gradually widening to two thumbs at the thickest part.
She knelt between his spread legs, lifting his heavy thighs and resting his feet on her soft shoulders. Nigel’s belly shifted as she lubed the toy and slowly worked it into his arse, twisting the wavy shape as she went.
From there she took her time, working through her collection. She gradually moved up in size — thicker toys, longer ones — until she was pegging him with a heavy teal dildo, skinny but textured, over 8 inches long and as thick as her wrist. The bed creaked under their weight as she thrust it deep and steady into his arse for hours, well into the evening. Nigel moaned and cursed and begged for more, his own cock leaking onto his belly as she hit his prostate again and again.
They eventually stopped when they were both exhausted. Kandi pulled the last toy out gently and curled up beside him, both of them sweaty and sore.
“We talk properly now,” she said softly, tracing a finger over his chest. “No more secrets. We plan this together. Steve when we want him… and maybe others. We explore all those bi fantasies we both had. But you and me come first. Always.”
Nigel nodded slowly, pulling her closer. “Yeah. We plan it. Together.”
The End.

 

[HampsBi]

Great story mate, very hot