Yor Forger was getting ready for another night out. She put on her dress, careful to make sure everything was in place, and prepared to leave the house.

"Bye, honey, I'm off to work!" she called out to her husband, Loid.

Loid looked up from his newspaper, smiling at her. "Bye, love you!"

As she walked out the door, Yor felt a pang of guilt, but the excitement of what was to come quickly overshadowed it. She was meeting Alex, the man she had been secretly seeing for months. Alex, a tall, muscular black man, had a way of making her feel things she had never felt with Loid.

Later that evening, Loid decided to take a walk to the convenience store for a drink. As he walked down the street, he spotted a familiar figure wrapped around a man's arm. His heart skipped a beat as he recognized his wife.

"Yor?! Is that you?! What are you doing?" Loid called out, his voice tinged with confusion.

Yor froze, her eyes wide with surprise. "Uhh- Loid? What are you doing here?"

Loid approached them, his eyes shifting between Yor and the man she was with. "Who's this?"

"This is um, just a friend from work," Yor stammered, trying to keep her composure.

Alex smirked and extended his hand. "Don’t worry, we’re just friends. We still have some work to do, but I'll get her home to you after we’re done, right, Yor?"

"Uh-um, y-yeah!" Yor nodded, her heart racing.

Loid, not wanting to seem suspicious, forced a smile. "Ohh, okay, that's fine then. See you later, Yor."

After Loid walked away, Alex and Yor quickly hailed a taxi and headed to a nearby hotel. As soon as they were alone in the hotel room, Alex couldn't help but chuckle. "Haha, your husband is such a loser," he said, locking the door behind them.

Yor frowned, her guilt resurfacing. "D-don’t say that, I still love him."

"Yeah, but you love my cock more, don't you?" Alex whispered, leaning in closer.

Yor's resolve melted away. "Mhm... so much more," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

Alex smirked and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close. They quickly stripped off their clothes, and Yor eagerly pulled out Alex's big cock, her eyes lighting up with desire. She took him into her mouth, her thoughts consumed by the pleasure she was about to give and receive. "I wish I could always have it in my throat," she thought, as she deepthroated him expertly. Alex smirked, proud of how well he had trained her.

"Remember how bad you used to be at this?" he teased, gripping her hair as she worked.

Yor could only moan in response, her mouth full of Alex's cock. She had indeed come a long way, and now she was the perfect lover, completely devoted to pleasing him.

They moved to the bed, unable to wait any longer. Alex positioned himself above her, and Yor spread her legs eagerly, welcoming him in. Alex plunged into her with an intensity that left them both breathless. Yor's mind was a haze of pleasure as Alex pounded her relentlessly.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Alex groaned, thrusting deeper.

"Yes, Alex, more! I need more!" Yor cried out, her body trembling with each thrust.

Halfway through their session, Alex realized they had run out of condoms. "Shit, we're out," he muttered, pulling back slightly.

Yor, her eyes filled with lust, grabbed his arm. "I don't care, just fuck me raw. I need you," she begged.

Alex didn't need any more encouragement. He plunged back into her, fucking her raw. Yor's moans echoed through the room as he creampied her multiple times, filling her completely.

Hours later, completely spent and covered in sweat, Yor knew she couldn't go home that night. She sent a quick message to Loid, making up an excuse about having to stay late at work.

As Loid sat at home, he received a strange message on Snapchat. It was a picture of a woman, completely filled with cum. He couldn't quite make out the details, but something about it felt eerily familiar. He shook his head, trying to dismiss the unsettling feeling. Little did he know, the woman in the picture was his wife, thoroughly fucked and utterly satisfied by another man.