"Not yet, Julie," I murmured, my voice firm and unyielding. "You'll have to wait. You'll have to earn it." I ran my fingers over the belt, tracing the tal that now denied her any release. Her breath hitched, her body trembling with unfulfilled desire.
"Please, Jack," she begged, her voice a mix of frustration and desperation. "I can't stand this. I need you." Her eyes were wide with pleading, her hands clutching at , trying to change my mind. But I remained steadfast, and my decision was final.
I moved from one person to the next, each connection deep and intimate, leaving them breathless and sated. Julie, however, was left wanting, her frustration growing as the others teased her rcilessly.
"Look at her," Jessica purred, her voice a soft taunt. "So desperate, so needy. It's almost pathetic." Her eyes glead with mischief as she watched Julie squirm, her hands trying to reach beneath the belt, only to be denied.
"Poor Julie," Elizabeth chid in, her voice a husky whisper. "All worked up and nowhere to go. You must be dying for it." Her laughter was low and sultry, adding to Julie's tornt.
I had co inside each of the other won, filling them with my release, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. Each pussy was healed with my cum, leaving them sated and content.
But Julie was left punished, her body aching with unfulfilled desire. The chastity belt remained a cruel reminder of her denied pleasure, her protests fading into resigned acceptance as the night wore on.
Julie gazed at , her hips grinding her still-covered sex against my hardness. "Don't tease
like this..." she begged, voice thick with desperation. "Just give it to ... I can't take it anymore. Punish
however you want, but please, take this away."
The others—Jessica, Olivia—were spent, asleep after the intense session. Julie alone remained, her body trembling with need as she rubbed against .
An idea sparked in my mind. "Alright, I'll remove it and fuck you," I said, my voice a low growl. "But on one condition."
"I agree to anything," she cut
off, breathless. "Just give it to ."
I looked at her, eyes filled with lust and a hint of mischief. Hugging her tightly, I whispered, "I want you to seduce , fuck , and let your husband believe you're the one seducing . Give him a show he'll never forget."
Julie pulled back, eyes wide with shock. "What? Jack, no... Not in front of him," she stamred, panic rising in her voice.
I decided to delve deeper into her thoughts, using my telepathy to hear every naughty, dirty thought running through her mind. I focused my ability, and suddenly, her thoughts flooded into my mind like a torrent.
[Oh god, what is he asking? He wants
to fuck him in front of my husband? That's insane. I can't do that. What will he think of ? What about our daughter?]
I smirked, cupping her cheek. "Why not, Julie? Don't you want him to see how much you crave ? Don't you want him to watch as I make you scream with pleasure?" I leaned in closer, my voice a husky whisper. "Imagine his face as you ride , as you show him who owns your body now. Imagine the look in his eyes as he watches you surrender to
completely."
She shook her head, eyes wide. "No, Jack, please... Not in front of him. He's my husband... And what about our daughter? What if she finds out? She'll never look at
the sa way again."
[This is wrong. I can't let him do this. But god, why does the thought of it make
so wet? Why am I so turned on by the idea of Jack fucking
while my husband watches? Why does the thought of my husband seeing
like this excite
so much?]
I chuckled, thumb brushing her cheek. "Julie, you know you want it. You want to show him how much you need . You want to make him watch as you surrender to
completely." I trailed a finger down her neck, making her shiver. "And don't worry about your daughter. She won't find out unless you tell her. Besides, I thought you were going to divorce him anyway. Isn't it ti he sees the truth?"
Julie bit her lip, mind racing. [He's right. I am going to divorce. But to do sothing like this in front of him... It's so wrong. But god, it's so hot too. The thought of Jack taking , claiming
in front of him... It's making
so wet. I can imagine the look on his face, the shock, the realization that I'm not his anymore. That I belong to Jack now.] She blushed deeply, eyes filled with a mix of embarrassnt and arousal.
[Why does the thought of him watching turn
on so much? I shouldn't want this, but I do. I want Jack to fuck
while my husband watches. I want to see the look on his face as I ride Jack, as I scream his na.]
[God, I can't believe I'm actually considering this. But it's so hot. The thought of Jack fucking
in front of my husband, showing him that I belong to him now... It's making
so wet. I can feel my pussy throbbing, aching to be filled. I want him to fuck
hard, to make
scream his na. I want him to use , to make
his in front of my husband. I want my husband to see the pleasure on my face, to hear my moans, to know that Jack is the one giving
what he never could.]
I smiled wickedly, her thoughts confirming what I already knew. "You're thinking about it, aren't you, Julie?" I murmured softly, my voice a low growl. "You're imagining how much you want
to fuck you in front of him, to show him who you belong to now."
I nipped at her earlobe, making her gasp. "You're thinking about how hard I'm going to make you co, how loud you're going to scream for . You're thinking about the look on his face as he watches you surrender to ."
Julie blushed deeply, realizing I could hear every dirty thought in her mind. [Oh god, he knows. He knows how much I want this. I can't hide it from him. I want my husband to see
like this, to see
fucked by Jack, to see the pleasure he gives .]
"But... but what if he tries to stop us?" she asked, voice barely above a whisper. "What if he can't handle it? What if he gets angry?"
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