Chapter 87

Feeling guilty after that day, Pyrrha wanted to make up for it. She couldn't just cheat on her husband right in front of his oblivious face and move on…She loved him and wanted nothing but to be with him, and thus, she came up with a great idea to fix things again.

In reality, there was nothing to be fixed as it wasn't even broken in the first place; Cardin still looked at her with those eyes full of love, and he still treated her like the woman of his life. Not a single doubt seemed to appear on his side, and it relieved Pyrrha from the weight on her shoulders.

She nervously approached Cardin the second morning, her heart pounding with the weight of her remorse. "Cardin, I've been thinking. Maybe we could... go on a date?" Her voice quivered slightly, hoping he'd understand her apology.

Cardin's eyes lit up with surprise and a hint of excitement. "A date? Yeah, sure! That sounds great." He responded with a smile that was contagious, and she felt a surge of relief. Maybe it was a chance for them to rekindle their love.

As Cardin agreed to the date, Pyrrha's face lit up with joy. "Yay! I'm so happy you want to go," she said, a big smile on her face.

"Let's get ready then, I have those new clothes I haven't had the chance to wear yet…Since I stayed in the room the whole time yesterday". He said with an unreadable expression.

Pyrrha's heart skipped a beat. "Oh, yeah. Don't worry, it won't happen again. It's our honeymoon after all! We'll get to spend a lot of time together." She said as she watched Cardin pick out his best clothes in silence while she chose a pretty dress that sparkled in the light.

While Cardin was fixing his collar, Pyrrha stepped closer and gently straightened it without him asking. She looked at him with a soft grin. "There, all perfect," she said, feeling a rush of affection.

Looking at her, Cardin felt a warmth in his heart. "You look really beautiful," he said, feeling a bit shy. He couldn't get his eyes off her beautiful low-cut dress that showcased the entirety of her heavy curves if it wasn't for the bit of fabric covering her hardened nipples, as well as the shortness of that dress that made her delicious ass look even juicier. Cardin hadn't had the opportunity to really appreciate her body yet, but he didn't want to ask and make it awkward between them.

Pyrrha blushed a little. "Thank you, Cardin. You mean a lot to me," she replied, her voice filled with love.

They hugged each other tightly, her tits squeezing against her husband's chest who blushed with embarrassment as he felt their weight on him, both of them silently sharing their feelings through this hug, and Pyrrha couldn't help but feel guilt. What had she done? Did she really want to sabotage her more-than-perfect relationship?

Well, maybe a bigger cock would have done a better job, but she loved her husband with all her heart. She made sure to hug him super tight before heading out, thrilled and full of love for their special date together.

"So I was thinking, maybe we could walk around and get some ice cream at the farmer's market before-" Cardin began, interrupted by the sudden opening of a door down the hallway of the hotel. To their surprise, it was Jaune who appeared and jumped in front of them.

"Ice cream sounds fantastic, guys," Jaune chimed in, his presence catching Cardin and Pyrrha off guard. They exchanged surprised glances, not realizing Jaune's room was in front of theirs.

Cardin hesitated, a hint of reluctance crossing his expression. "Uh, well, it's sort of... a date," he started, but before he could finish, Pyrrha interjected with a kind smile. "Oh, it's no problem, Jaune! We didn't know you were staying right next to us! You should totally join us. It'll be fun!" she said warmly, giving Cardin's hand a reassuring squeeze to show her affection.

Feeling Pyrrha's supportive grip, Cardin glanced at her, his initial hesitation fading. "Yeah, okay, come along! The more, the merrier," he agreed, trying to be welcoming despite his initial doubt.

Pyrrha squeezed Cardin's hand again, silently assuring him with a soft smile, as they welcomed Jaune to join their date, their fingers intertwining as they prepared to go have fun despite the circumstances.

As they stepped out of the hotel and onto the street, Cardin leaned in close to Pyrrha, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "I'm not entirely sure about this," he whispered, seeking reassurance.

Before Pyrrha could respond, Jaune's excited voice pierced the air, spotting an ice cream cart in the distance. "Ice cream!" he exclaimed with uncontained enthusiasm, grabbing Pyrrha's hand and pulling her along with him towards the cart, his excitement infectious.

Pyrrha glanced back at Cardin, offering an apologetic smile before being taken away by the man's enthusiasm. "Cardin, come on!" she called out, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and an attempt to include Cardin in the spontaneous fun as she ran away from him, her thick, smooth thighs and the bottom of her ass slightly jiggling under her short dress.

She wasn't wearing any panties, was she? Cardin thought, blushing so hard his face became maroon.

Despite his initial hesitation, Cardin couldn't help but smile at his wife's infectious excitement and her beauty, as well as her daring to go out with no panties on. "Guess we're getting ice cream then," he mused to himself, following after them, a mix of uncertainty accompanying him.

As they finally settled on a bench, enjoying their ice cream together, Cardin leaned in close to

Pyrrha, his voice soft as he whispered something meant only for her ears. "I'm really glad it's you here with me," he confessed, his tone filled with affection. He softly placed a hand around her shoulder, laying it there as he continued:

"I know this is a bit rude of me, but I'm wondering, will we consume our love soon? It's been a few days already since our wedding and-" He tried to say, finally expressing his sincere feelings, but before he could continue and before Pyrrha could respond, the man, oblivious to their moment, plopped down between them, interrupting their private exchange as well as their physical touch. "This ice cream is amazing!" he exclaimed loudly, discreetly placing a hand on Pyrrha's lap.

The beautiful woman shared an apologetic glance with her husband, her eyes silently showing her regret for the interruption. Despite the unexpected guest, she offered Jaune a warm smile, trying to include him in the conversation. "Isn't it delicious? Cardin was just saying how much he likes the flavor he chose," she improvised, attempting to redirect the conversation while ignoring Cardin's words.

The loved husband then gave up on trying to make conversation with Pyrrha when this man was around, and he just focused on enjoying his ice cream. He looked around the stalls, filled with pretty flowers and colorful vegetables as well as fresh lemonade, with people and families strolling around and enjoying the warmth of the sun. Well, maybe he could enjoy that date with his wife even if that man had invited himself…Again.

In the meantime, Pyrrha could secretly feel the stranger's man on her thigh, rubbing on it with his thumb as if to initiate their dirty acts from the night before, and her cheeks blushed with heat. She did not look at him in the eyes, instead, focusing on her ice cream.

Jaune's eyes widened as he watched Pyrrha slowly and sensually suck on the ice cream cone, her plump, rosy and soft lips wrapped tightly around the vanilla cream. The sight was both surprising and arousing, igniting a fire within him that he couldn't ignore.

As she continued to lick and savor the sweet treat, Pyrrha's eyes met Jaune's, and she winked playfully, knowing exactly what effect she was having on him. The ice cream dripped down her chin, leaving a trail of white that she eagerly licked away, her tongue leaving her mouth to catch every last drop.

The unattractive man couldn't help but feel his own body respond to the sight before him. His heart raced, and his massive cock began to swell in his pants, the sensation of desire building within him. He remembered last night with that sexy woman, not that he had forgotten. He knew what he was doing when he interrupted that date, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on Pyrrha again.

He watched as Pyrrha's lips glistened with the remnants of the ice cream, and he felt a sudden urge to taste it for himself.

Without a word, Jaune scooted closer to her to the point where his chest hit her humongous tits, making them rebound, and he took the ice cream cone from her hand with a smirk. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, as he brought the cone to his lips and took a long, slow lick, savoring the sweetness of the vanilla cream. His tongue was running around it the way he'd taste her, savor her and make sure she was getting pleasured.

She imagined her own pussy right under his tongue, getting toyed with and stimulated in ways Cardin had never done before, and she bit her bubbly lips.

Her breath caught in her throat as she watched the hung man enjoy the ice cream, her own desire growing more intense by the second. She looked around them, making sure every merchant was busy with their sales, and more importantly, making sure Cardin was distracted before she reached out and ran her fingers through the man's hair, pulling him closer to her, and their lips met in a passionate kiss, the ice cream melting between them as they explored each other's bodies with their tongues.

As Cardin sat by, completely oblivious to the steamy scene unfolding before him, Jaune and Pyrrha continued tasting each other. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, sending shivers down their spines as they explored every inch of skin. Jaune was done with his ice cream, his hands now free to grab handfuls of Pyrrha's luscious breasts which he couldn't wait to touch again. He molded her flesh like she was a clay doll, rounding her curves as he bit and sucked on her lips.

She gasped, letting him have his way with her,

before breaking the kiss and letting her lips trail down his neck, leaving a trail of kisses that sent chills through his body.

Jaune let her act on him, his cock hardening in his pants, which wasn't a sight to easily hide as he saw the desire in her eyes. "Pyrrha," he whispered, his voice low and husky.

Pyrrha looked up at him, her lips still glistening with ice cream. "Yes, Jaune?" she replied, her voice equally low and seductive.

The man leaned in closer, his hand reaching out to take hers. "I want you," he said, his eyes never leaving hers.

Pyrrha's breath caught in her throat as she felt a sudden rush of desire. "Jaune, we're in public," she whispered, her eyes darting around the market. "And my husband is right here…" She says with guilt.

The unattractive man smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. "I know," he said, his hand tightening around hers. "But I can't resist you, Pyrrha. You make me feel alive."

The sexy woman's heart skipped a beat as she heard his words. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his. "Jaune," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you too."

Those words started a fire in his gut and he held her even tighter as his hands traveled to the bottom of her dress to slowly lift it up, whispering sweet nothings in her ear, his voice full of desire. She was softly squeaking in response, her hands tightening around his neck as he pulled her closer to him.

His hand slowly crept up her dress, and he gasped before smirking when he realized the lack of fabric under it. "No panties, mm?" He said with a sarcastic tone. She replied with a smile, a really lustful one, knowing what she was doing.

Her plump lips then met his again, and she moaned in his mouth as his fingers toyed with her sensitive button, getting her all the wetter than she already was.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Cardin asked, his eyes fixed on his wife and the man.

Pyrrha quickly composed herself, wiping away the ice cream from Jaune's chin. "Oh, Jaune had a little bit of ice cream on his chin, and I was just helping him out," she explained, her voice smooth and calm. She fixed her dress from the bottom, covering Jaune's hand who was playing with her, not stopping as she spoke to her husband. She could feel the tip of a finger penetrate her slowly, passing through the tight hole of her pussy and pushing in as her eyes rolled back into her head, her nails digging into the skin of his neck.

Cardin nodded, his eyes still fixed on his wife. "Do you need any tissues, Jaune?" he asked, holding out a pack of tissues.

Jaune smiled, his eyes never leaving Pyrrha's. "No, thank you, Cardin. Your wife is taking good care of me," he replied, his hand accelerating under her dress.

Pyrrha blushed harder, her eyes darting around the market. "Actually, Ahmm…Cardin, I have to admit something. I love vanilla ice cream so much that I didn't mind licking it off Jaune's chin," she said, passing it off as a joke as she chuckled on her own, followed by Jaune's laughter who joined in.

Cardin's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly accepted the explanation, not wanting to start any problem with his newlywed wife. "Oh, okay…I never knew you liked vanilla ice cream that much…" He said without a hint of doubt, immediately believing whatever she told him with a smile on his face.

His eyes then fixed on the beautiful view of the farmer's market in front of them. Jaune and Pyrrha exchanged a knowing look, grateful for Cardin's obliviousness and the privacy it afforded them.

The heat was growing between the couple who were breathing heavily the more they stayed together, and Pyrrha's legs couldn't shut at the intense desire running through her. Her soiled cunt was so wet that it was all falling on the man's palm, catching her slick in waterfalls of her slutty juice, smiling to himself as he smeared it around her swollen pussy and her clit, rubbing on it like they needed it to breathe. To mask her loud moans, he placed her lips on Pyrrha's again, muffling her every sound as he worked her hole up, having her shake and thrust in his hand to try to get more friction, her throaty moans sounding so hot it went right to his cock.

His pants were about to explode from her effect on him, and he was already starting to unbutton his pants.

But as he looked around, Cardin's attention was suddenly captivated by a stall showcasing a lot of beautifully crafted weaponry and combat gear. His eyes widened with excitement, and a spark of curiosity lit up within him.

"Hey, Pyrrha, come check this out!" Cardin exclaimed, his enthusiasm evident as he gently tugged on her arm, too distracted to look at her, and guiding her towards the stall. His steps quickened, excited to explore the displays of unique weapons and specialized equipment.

Pyrrha chuckled softly at Cardin's sudden fervor, following his lead with a smile. "Looks like someone's found something interesting," she teased, noting the glimmer of fascination in his eyes. She then let out a breath of relief, glad he hadn't noticed anything, before staring at the man again. Well, now Cardin was really distracted…

At the stall, Cardin eagerly examined the assortment of swords, shields, and combat accessories. He picked up a particularly well-crafted sword, inspecting it with genuine interest, starting a conversation with the salesman. "How heavy is this one? I can clearly see the…" His words became blurry as Pyrrha melted again in the man's touch, feeling his bulge right on her ass as he stood behind her, his hands digging deeper into her curves as he held her close.

As Cardin chatted with the salesman, completely oblivious to the steamy unfaithful act unfolding behind him, Jaune and Pyrrha stood close by, their bodies thrusting against each other. Jaune's hands roamed over Pyrrha's ass, rubbing on it and enjoying the fatness of her cheeks which he nakedly touched, sending shivers down her spine as he pulled her closer to him.

Pyrrha moaned softly as she felt Jaune's bulge pressing against her ass, his hands digging deeper into her curves. She knew that Cardin was just in front of her, but she couldn't help the intense desire that was building between her and Jaune.

Without a word, the unfit man unbuttoned his jeans and slipped inside Pyrrha, his immense cock easily making its way inside of her tight hole immediately, his body moving in perfect sync with hers. Pyrrha closed her eyes, and tried to let out a loud moan that she suppressed, biting her lips to muffle her sounds, lost in the pleasure of the moment, as Jaune's hips moved against hers.

Cardin continued his conversation with the salesman, completely unaware of anything. Inspecting everything with genuine interest, he continued the conversation with the salesman.

"That is a great one, I can clearly see the craftsmanship in the blade," Cardin said, his eyes fixed on the sword.

The salesman smiled, his eyes darting around the market. "It's a pretty hefty sword, sir. But it's worth the weight for the quality of the craftsmanship," he replied with a smile.

Cardin nodded, "I see," As he picked up other things he could use in battle.

Meanwhile, the cheating couple stayed in place, secretly getting off like rabbits while no one around them seemed to doubt a thing.

As he thrust into her with animalistic desire, Jaune knew that Pyrrha was tight, but he was still surprised by how snugly she gripped his cock. It felt as if he had trouble pulling out of how tight her hold was, and his cock was getting milked by her delicious soft body by the second.

As he continued to explore her body, Jaune whispered dirty words into Pyrrha's ear. "Did you think we were done yesterday? Of course not. I waited patiently for your hotel room door to open again so I could invite myself. I couldn't stop thinking about you all night." He whispered as he gave her rough thrusts, sending her body into waves of pleasure as well as making her tits fly.

Pyrrha blushed, but she couldn't help but respond to his words, her own desire growing more intense by the second. "We were away for only two hours…Ahmm…Oohhh…Right there…" She whispered to herself, feeling her pussy tighten around him.

He didn't stop fucking into her wet cunt, thrusting with blind rage into her like he was taking what he desperately needed. What he needed was to feel this woman's body forever on his, to have his cock pleased by the very softness of her beautiful pink pussy he couldn't resist, all that under her husband@: nose.

"Look at him, too distracted by those tools he forgot about his best asset," Said Jaune breathless as his gigantic balls slapped against Pyrrha's ass, making her curves jiggle and dance under the effect.

Those words made her feel a pang of guilt, "MMhm…No…He knows! He knows and he loves me as much as I love him…And it's a loooott MMHMMM…" She said in between moans, the frantic rhythmic thrusting of his hips not stopping for a single second.

He barely let her speak, pushing himself inside her, his cock sliding smoothly into her tight cunt as they stood in plain public. No one noticed their fun, too hidden behind the fabric of their clothes as they held back their moans.

"My husband…is the best…AHMMM YES! RIGHT THEREEE!!" Pyrrha gasped, her eyes widening as she felt his size filling her up at a certain angle, hitting her G-spots in ways that have never been done. Jaune kept moving, his hips grinding against hers as he fucked her with a frenzied intensity.

Cardin looked behind him, taken aback by his wife's sudden loudness. "Is everything okay? I'll be with you in a minute, just let me admire this beautiful sword…Do you see how beautifully it's crafted? And here, the ornaments on the…" 

His words faded away as he looked back in front of him, as if forgetting he was even speaking to her as he admired the swords.

But he hadn't, his wife too precious to him to forget, and he gave her his hand without even looking. Pyrrha hesitated for a second before taking it, her pussy stuffed with a stranger's cock as she held her husband's hand, stroking it with her thumb as she squeezed on it when her pleasure reached its peak. "MMHMMM…YEAH! YEAH…JAUNE! AHMM FUCKKK! YOUR COCK IS SOOOO BIG AND GIRTHY!" She yelled, now sure that no one cared enough to give them attention in the bustling street.

"Yeah? You like it when I pop your pussy right behind your husband? Look at you, holding on to him for balance as I destroy that tight little pussy of yours…" Spat Jaune in her ear, the warm air making her shiver.

She started shaking too much, her enormous tits slapping against each other beautifully and sensually, attracting some men's attention that Cardin didn't seem to notice. Her thighs were quivering with need and the pending feeling of her orgasm, and she then wrapped her arms around her husband's neck, her body responding to Jaune's every move. Her tits squeezed against Cardin's back who appreciated the gesture, caressing her arm as she held on to him for dear life as her cunt was being destroyed by a cock bigger than his. "HE'LL UNDERSTAND…MMHMM…IF HE EVER FINDS OUT!" She yelled in vain, still feeling doubtful. "HE KNOWS I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING!" She added as the man worked himself inside of her, using her as a toy for his own enjoyment.

Pyrrha, the slutty unfaithful wife could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with it as she held on to her loyal husband. She felt guilt, horrible even as she felt his warmth on her chest all the while she was unloyal to him.

Suddenly, Pyrrha cried out, the pleasure taking over her when the stranger realized her doubts, and he started fucking into her so roughly he burned his marks onto her body. "YES!

RIGHT THERE! FUCK! MMHM MY PUSSY FEELS SOOOO GOOD WITH YOU INSIDE!

AHMM I WISH I KNEW SOONER…I SHOULDN'T HAVE SAVED MYSELF FOR MY

HUSBAND!" Her moans muffled out in Jaune's palm, but she managed to get some words out.

Her body started convulsing as she came all over herself. Jaune continued to move, his cock pulsing inside her as she rode out the waves of pleasure, her cunt tightening and milking him as hard as she could, both of them turned into shaky messes. "You saved your virginity, you're right. But it wasn't for him." Said Jaune as he started releasing his seed into her at full force, filling her stomach with so much of it he couldn't fit it anymore.

As they both finished, Jaune pulled out, leaving streaks of Pyrrha's juices on his cock, turning white as he shook the excess off. Pyrrha blushed, her eyes darting around the market, hoping that no one had noticed. But as far as she could tell, everyone was still oblivious to the passion that had just taken place beneath their very noses, except for the trail of cum that started running down her smooth soft thighs, leaking down the reddened and swollen skin, reminding her of her shame and how easily it was to be seen.

Cardin then finished shopping at the armor stall and turned back to see Pyrrha and Jaune standing behind him. As he approached them, he noticed his wife's thighs, furrowing his brow in concern.

"Hey, what's going on with your legs?" He asked, pointing to the trail of thick, foamy sperm running down her thighs.

Pyrrha's cheeks flushed slightly as she glanced down at her legs. She quickly wiped away the liquid with her hand, trying to brush off the situation. "Oh, it's nothing," she replied, her voice tinged with embarrassment."Just a little bit of milk from the ice cream earlier. I must have gotten some on myself when I was eating."

Cardin looked unconvinced. "Are you sure that's all it is? It looks like a lot of liquid for just a little bit of milk."

Pyrrha sighed and rolled her eyes. "Cardin, it's fine. Don't worry about it, okay?"

The man at fault, who had been quietly observing the exchange, decided to chime in. "Yeah, you know how clumsy Pyrrha can be sometimes."

The innocent husband couldn't help but chuckle at Pyrrha's admission. "You really are a magnet for accidents, aren't you?"

Pyrrha pouted playfully, lightly nudging Cardin's arm. "Hey, it's not my fault! Besides, accidents happen to the best of us."

"That's true, that's true…" Said Cardin, clutching his wallet as a hint of doubt took over him. He didn't notice the ice cream on her earlier, and she had finished it before he went to the stall. What if…?

No. No. He brushed off the thought, feeling ashamed of even doubting his wife for a single second. She had patiently waited for him to finish browsing the stalls like a good wife would, and he would be a horrible husband if he ever thought about her this way.

Plus, they were saving each other for later, he just wasn't sure when.

He then suggested they head to the nearby shopping mall to do some shopping in order to set his mind off things. Pyrrha and Jaune eagerly agreed, and the trio set off on their walk.

As they strolled through the crowded mall, Jaune couldn't help but sneak a hand under Pyrrha's dress and grip her plump ass cheek. His fingers dug into her skin, sliding over the streaks of cum that lubed her skin up. "I can't wait to feel that ass again." He said, and Pyrrha giggled softly, but Cardin remained oblivious to the flirtatious exchange between his wife and the man.

Eventually, Pyrrha pulled Cardin aside and whispered in his ear, "Why don't you go try on some clothes? I think this shirt would look soo good on you!" She exclaimed as she took a random shirt, which surprised him.

"This one? I thought we had agreed this color is not really my-" He tried to say before Pytrha pushed him toward the dressing room.

"I think it would look lovely!" She said as she placed a kiss on his lips, smiling at him and reassuring him.

Cardin nodded, feeling a little left out but trying to stay calm. He headed off to the men's dressing room, leaving Pyrrha and Jaune on their own.

Inside the fitting room, Cardin tried on various outfits, admiring himself in the mirror. Little did he know, Pyrrha and Jaune were just a few feet away, locked together as they stood in a deserted corner.

The unknowingly cucked husband got out of the fitting room, dressed in a new outfit, and was surprised to not see them.

"Hey, guys?" Cardin asked, trying to hide nervousness.

That's when he saw Pyrrha peaking from behind a clothing rack. Jaune was nowhere in sight. "We're here! I'm just showing Jaune some clothes here!" She replied while the man was still groping her ass. He could feel her wetness start to push the cum out, leaking down her thighs so much it was tickling.

She then whispered to Jaune. "I- I can't take it anymore…I'm soaked- It's embarrassing too…I can't even walk around like this." She said as she stayed behind the clothing rack.

A look around and Jaune already knew what to do. He grabbed a pair of pants and he wiped her thighs with it, turning the clothing into a sticky translucent mess. "Here, you're all clean. But it would be bad manners to leave this here…Maybe you should try out some clothes?

Unless your juices would count as property damage on the clothes…" He said with a smirk.

Cardin, in the meantime, had been waiting for Pyrrha and Jaune to come to check out the clothes he had tried on, but as he looked around the crowded mall, he noticed Pyrrha carrying a large stack of clothes and running towards a nearby dressing room. She called out to Cardin, "I'm going to try on some clothes, but I'll be back soon!"

He watched as his wife disappeared into the dressing room, but his suspicions were raised when he saw Jaune following closely behind her. He blinked, and suddenly he couldn't find them.

He knew Pyrrha was in the dressing room, but where was Jaune? He was supposed to stay outside and wait, but he was nowhere to be seen. He tried to convince himself that it was just his imagination, that he blinked, and that during this time, Jaune had disappeared somewhere he couldn't see.

But as the minutes passed, Cardin grew increasingly anxious. He paced back and forth, trying to keep busy, but his mind kept drifting back to the dressing room. Finally, Pyrrha's head emerged from the dressing room curtain.

The husband's face lit up when he saw her, trying to hide his unease. "Hey, where's Jaune? Did he leave already?"

Pyrrha looked at him with a blank stare, as if she was trying to focus on something, hard. Her breaths were heavy and her face was flushed red, biting her lips for a second before she answered; "No, why would you think that? I think he went to get some clothes for himself." She answered, her voice sounding forced. Was she lying? Cardin couldn't shake off that weird feeling, and he felt awful about it.

He was sensing something was off, and he raised an eyebrow. He then turns to her and asks, "Can you show me the outfit you tried on? I want to see how it looks on you."

Pyrrha then blushed and fidgeted with the curtain between her fingers, clearly guilty. She replied, "No, not yet, sweetie. I'm still not quite ready. Give me a few more minutes, okay?"

He wanted to believe her so hard, but he could hear muffled moans coming from behind the curtain. Pyrrha was even moving back and forth suspiciously, and he could see the outline of her rounded breasts against the curtain. His curiosity piqued, and he stayed silent to listen. Suddenly, Pyrrha's body jerks and she lets out a soft gasp. Cardin's eyes widen in surprise.

He felt a knot form in his stomach. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. "Are you sure you don't need help? I mean I can come in and-" He tried to say, a smirk on his face as he tried to get lucky.

"You pervert!" Chuckled Pyrrha through heavy breaths. "Not here! That's disgustingggg~~" She added as her eyes rolled back into her head.

At some point Cardin thought she wasn't even talking to him, but who was she talking to, then?

He waited for a moment, noticing how his loved wife struggled to use her words. His voice was low and husky as he said, "Hey, I think it's time we had some alone time. Just you and me, without Jaune around." He said as he looked around, making sure the culprit wasn't there.

Pyrrha's eyes widened in surprise as she felt Jaune's fat cock slip out of her ass suddenly. She shivered at the sudden emptiness, her hole stretched and open as she bit her lip and rolled her eyes back. She was holding the sides of the dressing room walls for balance, still trying her best to make eye contact with her oblivious husband. She looked up at him, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "I... I don't know what to say," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

As Cardin approached her, Pyrrha could feel her body trembling with anticipation. Only a curtain covered the act she was doing, only this mere dressing room curtain she was holding together. If he came even closer, he'd bust them both. She felt her heart beat like loud drums in her ears, trying to focus on Cardin while Jaune fondled her.

He placed hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them both to reveal her puckered rosy hole as he licked his lips, a devious look on his face.

Pyrrha, in the meantime, looks at her husband. She wanted him, but she also wanted the man's cock. No one could stand to her husband, her love for him could never be beaten, but she knew that a fat cock like Jaune's had done the job. She could never let Cardin know as it would break his heart and hers, knowing she'd had lost someone as loyal as him. She struggled to find the words to express her feelings, her mind a jungle of conflicting emotions.

Cardin took her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine as her eyes widened. Fuck, Fuck, he couldn't approach any further.

"Pyrrha, I love you. I love that I am with you, just you. I understand that you care for Jaune too, but I'm your husband and this is our honeymoon." He says. "Maybe we should use our time together while he's not here…" He says, his eyes sparkling with a lust she had never seen before.

But her pussy was watering for Jaune, right behind her with his cock threatening to penetrate her again. If he did, at this moment, Cardin would definitely notice. She hoped the man wouldn't insert his cock inside of her tight hole again, at least not for this second.

She looked up at her husband, her eyes filled with tears. "I... I yeah! You're sooo right…" She wiggled her ass towards Jaune as she acted normal in front of Cardin. She wanted the man to fuck her, right there, right now. Even if it meant Cardin would see.

Cardin then pulled her face close, making her squeak in surprise, his lips brushing against hers. "Then let's figure it out together. We'll make it work, no matter what."

Pyrrha nodded, love taking over her. She'd be such a perfect wife for him…Only if Jaune's cock wasn't rubbing against her asshole at the same time…

She then kissed Cardin herself. Her lips mixed with her husband's, her softness taking over him and her tongue swirling inside of his mouth. At that moment, Jaune penetrated her asshole in one push, suddenly letting her body crumble and shake, her knees quivering and giving up as she almost fell into her husband's hold. "MMHMM…!" She muffled into his mouth, her sudden moan loud and interrupting.

Through the curtain, Cardin couldn't grab much of her, and, breaking the kiss off, he said breathlessly. "Woah, there!" He said surprised. "How about you let me in?" He asked with a wink. "Why are you halfway out of the curtain anyway?"

"Uh…I already said no! The salesman is right around the corner and- AHMM…YES! RIGHT THERE!" She turned her focus to Jaune as she forgot her sentence. "How about a movie after…MMHMM… this?" She asked Cardin as if to distract him.

"Sure…" He responded, his airhead attitude taking him nowhere. "I'll go buy the popcorn, I guess…"

"PERFECT! AHMM…YOU'RE SUCH A PERFECT HUSBAND!" Pyrrha moaned out loud, her face disappearing in the curtain again as Cardin walked away. She lets out a sigh of relief. She turns to Jaune, who's right behind her, his cock still buried deep in her ass.

"Shh, don't make a sound," he whispers, his hand caressing her breast. "Your husband's gone. We can finish this."

Their bodies crashed together like two long-lost lovers, Pyrrha thrusting back towards his cock as if she was hungry for it.

She moaned softly as Jaune continues to fuck her hard, his raw cock stretching her asshole in that tiny dressing room where they were forced to stick together, his fingers exploring her body. "How did you know I wanted it?" she asks, her voice husky with desire.

Jaune grins wickedly. "Who said I knew?" He winked. "I thought it would be fun to penetrate you as he kissed you and spoke to you with so much love. Such lovebirds am I right?"

She did not have any words to answer him, only giving her body to that stranger.

"You need to feel desired, to feel wanted." He said. "Let me give that to you."

Pyrrha closed her eyes and surrendered to the hung man's touch, letting herself be consumed by the pleasure he was giving her. As they continued to fuck, their voices mingled in a chorus of moans and gasps, lost in the intensity of their session.

The sexy woman knew she was doing a bad thing, but she couldn't help the movement of her hips on their own, thrusting against Jaune's cock and begging to feel it inside of her.

She knew that she was betraying Cardin, and she was not sure how to reconcile her feelings for him. She confides in Jaune, her voice trembling with emotion as he fucked her. She could feel his fat tip open up her walls and make her legs give out. His cock was hitting her G-spot, not letting her be silent for a single second.

"MMHMM…YES! HERE!! MHMMM AHH…YOUR COCK IS THE BESSSTTT~~ SO BIG

AND HARD!" She moaned like a mind-broken slut. "Ahmmm…Do you think Jaune noticed something?" She asked.

Jaune pulls out of her fully, his glistening cock standing proudly in front of him, and he suddenly penetrates her again, opening her up like a present. "And what if he did?"

Pyrrha rolled her eyes as she felt him hit a certain spot. "Oooh…MMHMM…Ah- He didn't! He definitely didn't- He can't…" She spoke to herself as she melted in his touch. His fingers dragged along her hips, and her stomach, touching every inch of her soft skin, her feminine curves, and he kissed the back of her neck. "You look so beautiful when I fuck you from behind." He responded. "I bet your husband has never seen this view."

He smirked. He knew he was right. And those words only made Pyrrha even hornier, like a dirty slut she has never been.

He pushed her against the wall of the dressing room, his hands exploring her body as she moaned softly. He could feel her heart racing beneath his touch, and he knew that she was more than ready for him again. He knew she wanted nothing but him.

Without a word, bent her over, his cock sliding effortlessly into her ass, in and out in rhythmic movements. Pyrrha couldn't control her moans as he continued to fuck her, his movements slow and deliberate at first, building in intensity as he picked up speed.

As he pounded into her, Pyrrha couldn't help but think of Cardin. She wondered if he would ever find out about their affair, and if so, how he would react. But for now, she let herself be consumed by the pleasure that Jaune was giving her, her body collapsing beneath his touch.

That was when they heard a familiar voice. "Pyrrha? You still in there?" Cardin asked.

Pyrrha's heart skipped a beat. "Mmhmm…YEAH! GIVE ME A SECOND!"

"The popcorn is getting cold and we're about to miss the movie…" He said, met with complete silence from Pyrrha's end.

Jaune's hips thrust deeply into her plump, round ass as she struggled to keep her moans muffled. Her husband was just on the other side of the thin dressing room curtain, and Pyrrha didn't want him to hear a thing. She clamped her hand over her mouth, biting down hard on her lower lip as Jaune's cock filled her completely.

"Shh, Pyrrha," Jaune whispered, his voice low and husky. "Don't make a sound. Cardin's right there."

Pyrrha nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as Jaune's hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against him. She could feel his arousal pulsing against her inner walls, and she couldn't help but wriggle against him, desperate for more.

"Jaune," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, don't stop."

Jaune chuckled, his lips brushing against the nape of her neck. "I won't stop. I'll give you everything you need."

And with that, he began to move, his hips grinding against hers in a slow, steady rhythm.

Pyrrha's breath caught in her throat as she felt herself slipping closer and closer to the edge. She could hear Cardin's footsteps outside the curtain, growing louder by the second, but she didn't care. All she could think about was Jaune's cock inside her, filling her up and making her feel alive.

As Cardin's footsteps faded away, Jaune picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster.

"Everything okay in there?" Suddenly echoed Cardin's voice.

Pyrrha cried out, thinking he was gone, but now she was way too close to her orgasm to stop or even answer well. "YES! I'MM CUMMMINGGGG…~" She moaned for the two men, her sentence holding two different meanings that both worked. Her body started shaking with pleasure as she came, her cries muffled by her hand. "FUCKKK…MMHMM…AHMM…" Were some words that managed to leave her lips, her cunt trembling and clenching over the hung dick in her.

Jaune followed her over the edge, his own release spilling deep inside her, filling her with yet another seed of cum that dribbled down her thighs.

They collapsed together, panting and spent, their bodies entwined. Pyrrha couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction and contentment that she knew, unfortunately, Cardin could never provide. With Jaune, she was truly alive.

When the man finally pulled out of her ass, Pyrrha collapsed to the ground, her breath coming in short gasps. "Hey, I'm not done with you yet." The unfit man told her as he pulled her to her feet and pushed her to her knees, his cock already hard and ready again.

Pyrrha looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. "Fuck me with your cock, Jaune," she whispered, her voice low and husky. "Make me yours."

The stranger grinned wickedly, his hands tangling in her hair as he suddenly pushed his cock into her mouth. Pyrrha moaned around him, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she started sucking on him deep. Cardin was right there, thinking she'd get out, but unfortunately for him it wasn't that easy. "That's it, taste yourself." Said Jaune.

The beauty's lips wrapped tightly around his thick, pulsing cock, obeying him as she savored the taste of his arousal and her own. "Mmhm…So delicious," She said out loud.

"The popcorn? Yeah it is! You should get out soon and try it!" Cardin replied from the other side.

She smirked, then ran her tongue over the head, savoring the salty sweetness that coated his skin. "So salty…" Her hands gripped his hips, pulling him deeper into her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down.

The hung man groaned, his fingers threading through Pyrrha's hair as he pushed himself further into her mouth. She gagged slightly, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she swallowed hard, determined to please him.

Her eyes fluttered closed as she lost herself in the sensation of his cock filling her mouth. She could feel his arousal growing more intense with each passing second, his member hardening between her plump lips and she knew that he was close to the edge.

Jaune held on to her long strands of hair, pushing her down onto his cock until her chin hit his massive balls, and he admired her. "You look so beautiful with a mouthful of cock."

"That's it, Pyrrha," He added, his hands tightening in her hair. "Suck my cock like a good girl.

Make me come."

Pyrrha obeyed, her lips moving up and down his shaft as she savored the taste of him. She could feel his body shaking with pleasure, and she knew that he was close.

Then, with a final, deep suck, she almost absorbed his soul with her loud, sloppy blowjob, and he found himself orgasming to the warm feeling of her lips on him. Gallons of cum landed inside of her throat, coating it in white as it leaked down and she choked on it.

"I'm starting to get worried," Said Cardin as his wife choked on another man's cum, thinking she was just getting dressed.

She pulled away, her lips glistening with saliva. Jaune's cock twitched in her hand, and she could see the desire burning in his eyes. "Don't be. I'm better than I ever was," She said with a smile. She licked his cock clean, her body still trembling with pleasure.

"Pyrrha," the stranger then breathed, his voice low and husky. "That was amazing."

Pyrrha smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction and pride. With that man, she knew that she could be anything she wanted to be - a slut, a fun toy, anything... And in that moment, she knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be. Cardin would be her husband forever, but Jaune could be her dildo- anytime she wanted.

As the unfit man pulled away, she looked up at him, her eyes filled with longing. "I want you inside me again, Jaune," she whispered, her voice low and husky. "I need you."

The man grinned wickedly, his hands pulling her to her feet. "Then let's go find a quiet place where we can be alone," he said, his voice filled with promise.

Pyrrha nodded eagerly, her body still trembling with desire. She knew that she couldn't deny the passion that she shared with that man, no matter what happened with Cardin.

The latter's eyes widened as his wife and the man emerged from the dressing room, their clothes disheveled and their expressions sated. Pyrrha'd dress was slightly elevated from her thighs, the white liquid from earlier still flowing down her thighs. "I thought you wiped that-" He said, but couldn't help but feel a pang of suspicion as he watched them walk next to him, breathless.

"And since when was Jaune back?" He asked, his voice laced with suspicion.

His wife, her face flushed and beautifully red, turned to him, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Oh, Jaune just happened to be back when you were buying popcorn. I needed some help zipping up my dress, and he came through."

The blonde's brow furrowed as he studied their body language. There was something off about the way they looked at each other, something that made his gut churn. But luckily for Pyrrha, her husband was an airhead, and he quickly brushed aside his doubts.

"Alright, whatever," Cardin said, trying to sound casual. "Let's just enjoy the show, huh?"

Pyrrha and Jaune exchanged a knowing glance before following Cardin into the theater. Cardin couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to their story than they were letting on, but he pushed the thought aside and focused on enjoying the movie. "If I don't trust my wife, I can't even call myself a man." He said to himself, eating a handful of popcorn as he sat down. That movie was well-needed to take his mind off things.

As the lights dimmed and the opening credits rolled, Cardin settled back into his seat, trying to ignore the nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach. But as the movie progressed, he found himself focused on it, forgetting whatever had happened before.

He didn't catch glimpses of Pyrrha and Jaune stealing furtive glances at each other, their hands brushing against each other's under the guise of passing popcorn. He was way too happy watching the movie, slightly rubbing on Pyrrha's arm as she did not look his way.

As the movie started getting more into the action, Pyrrha and Jaune were pressing their bodies close together. The woman's hand found its way into Jaune's lap, and she squeezed his thigh, sending a thrill of electricity through him.

The hung man leaned in close to Pyrrha, his breath hot against her ear. "Do you want to leave?" he whispered, his voice low and husky.

The redhead shook her head, her eyes locked on the screen. "Not yet," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

The tension between them was palpable, and Cardin, who was sitting right next to his wife, didn't notice a thing. He was too invested in the movie, commenting on the action and the dialogue with wide-eyed enthusiasm. "Do you see that, Pyrrha? They got those swords I was telling you about!" He said to her as she simply smiled.

She was brushing him off, her mind focused solely on the man with a huge cock. She leaned in closer to him, her soft, plump lips brushing against his earlobe. "I want you," she whispered again, her hot breath landing on Jaune who shivered.

His heart skipped a beat as he turned to face her, his eyes locked on hers. "I want you too," he said with a smirk. His cock was obviously growing, hardening in his pants. "You never have enough, can you?" He teased, a hand landing on her rounded breast which he massaged in his hand.

In the meantime, Cardin decided to grab her other breast. His face was flushed, looking full of need. "Is that okay?" He asked his wife.

Pyrrha chuckled in surprise and nervousness, and she slapped his hand away. "Hey! We're in the middle of the movie!" She replied, knowing well she was letting the other man touch her as he wished.

As the movie continued to play, Pyrrha and Jaune were getting hotter together, their hands entwined as Pyrrha sat on his lap. They fell upon each other with a fierce intensity, their bodies shaking in ecstasy as they gave in to their desires.

Cardin too invested in the movie, had no idea what was happening right next to him. He commented on the action a few times, but Pyrrha and Jaune ignored him, lost in their own world of passion and desire.

The unfaithful woman straddled Jaune's lap, her eyes locked on his as she leaned in close to him. She ran her slender fingers through his hair, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss. They exchanged it sloppily, loudly making out, grateful the movie was too loud for their benefit, rubbing together.

The man's hands roamed over the redhead's curves, sending shivers down her spine. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. "I can't wait to have you again," he whispered as his hands trailed on her.

She smiled, her eyes filled with longing. "I know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"But we have to be careful. Cardin can look our way any minute."

Jaune nodded, his eyes scanning the theater. "Don't worry," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "I'll make sure he won't."

Pyrrha leaned back, her hands trailing down the stranger's chest as she unbuttoned his shirt. Jaune's breath caught in his throat as she revealed his unfit body underneath his clothes her fingers tracing delicate patterns across his skin. "Your husband is definitely leaner," He said.

"But he doesn't have a huge cock like yours." Replied the woman.

Those words lit a fire inside of Jaune. He knew he had an almost inhuman cock, but he liked to hear it from her. Then, they continued to explore each other's bodies, while Cardin remained blissfully unaware. He was still engrossed in the movie, commenting on the action and the dialogue with wide-eyed enthusiasm.

The two of them on the side didn't care. They were lost in their own world of passion and desire, their bodies giving in to their every wish.

They kissed again, and Pyrrha took the beast out of Jaune's pants. It was as hard as ever, glistening and wet with precum.

She smiled against him, and as their lips parted, she slowly lowered herself onto Jaune's hard length. He let out a low groan as she enveloped him, her body shaking in pleasure. It was intense for them both. Pyrrha had forgotten what it felt like to have her pussy fucked, every last part of her sensitive cunt being stimulated by a single cock, and she moaned and moaned against the man's lips.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm as she went up and down on it like an experienced rider. Jaune's hands roamed over her curves, grabbing handfuls of her flesh and sending shivers down her spine.

At first, the sensation was overwhelming. Pyrrha felt as though she were being consumed by fire, every nerve in her body alive with pleasure. She moaned softly, her head thrown back as she lost herself in the moment. "Fuck…" She moaned, her tight pussy watering and making more slick, more juices over the man's cock as she gave him a feel of her body.

His breath caught in his throat as he watched her move, her body undulating in a dance of pure ecstasy. He reached up to cup her breasts, his fingers tracing delicate patterns across her skin. He had lifted her clothes up, her entire naked body resting on his, the weight of her own just impaling her deeper on him which was even more intense.

The sole weight of her ass cheeks was too much on his balls, his cock, and he couldn't stop himself. "You feel like heaven," He grunted in her ear.

Pyrrha's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Jaune's. She leaned in close to him, her lips brushing against his earlobe. "I want you to make me cum," she whispered to him seductively, knowing very well that her cunt was working its magic on his member. It was massaging him from all sides, rubbing him, and jerking him so well. Their bodies interconnected, mixing together, joining in a dance of desire and unfaithfulness.

The man's heart skipped a beat as he took her at her word, his hands moving faster and faster as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. Pyrrha's body convulsed as she cried out in pleasure, her head thrown back as she lost herself in the moment. "AHMM…FUCK…" She bit down on his shirt to muffle her moans. "HMMMM…AHM…YEAH!"

Those were her last words before she completely collapsed on him, stopping every movement of her legs that he was happy to continue. Her cunt tightened over his cock, almost sending Jaune to the edge but he knew he had to hold it. He didn't want it to end yet…

Cardin's head was buried in his popcorn, completely oblivious to the steamy scene unfolding beside him. Pyrrha bit her lip and closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure of Jaune's touch.

"Oh, Jaune," she breathed, starting to ride him again when she came down from her high.

"You make me feel so alive."

Jaune's hands roamed over her curves, sending shivers down her spine. "You're the one who makes me feel alive," he murmured. "You have infinite stamina, it's crazy!" He added.

The woman's hips moved in a slow, sensual rhythm, and she could feel Jaune's cock swelling inside her. She moaned again, her breath catching in her throat as she reached for the back of Jaune's neck, pulling him closer.

"I want you to fuck me, Jaune," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "Right here, in front of my husband."

The man smirked, and he didn't hesitate. He lifted Pyrrha's leg to one side and started sliding inside her with need, his movements animalistic and needy. The redhead gasped, her head falling back as she felt Jaune's cock fill her up.

"AHHHH! YES! OH-" She screamed while trembling, her pussy pulsating and not stopping for a single second.

They moved together loudly, their bodies hitting together in a dance of passion. No one noticed them in the dark, not even the poor husband, even if Pyrrha could feel Cardin's head lifting, but she ignored him, lost in the heat of the moment.

As Jaune continued to thrust inside Pyrrha, she could feel his cock hitting all the right spots. His movements were fast and blind, as if they were two animals in rage.

Pyrrha's hips moved in a slow, sensual rhythm, her body undulating against Jaune's. She could feel his hands roaming over her curves, touching her in ways she had never been before. Proving to her that she was needed.

His cock swelled inside her, filling her up completely. She moaned softly, her breath catching in her throat as she felt him hit that sweet spot deep inside her. "YES!" She screamed, holding onto his hair.

He pulled out slightly, then plunged back in, his movements growing more urgent. Pyrrha wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, and he responded by increasing the pace of his thrusts.

Their bodies moved together like they belonged, their breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. Pyrrha could feel Jaune's cock swelling inside her, and she knew she was close again.

"Mmhmm, I'm gonna cum," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't stop…PLEASE…"

The man responded to her wishes by fucking her even harder, and Pyrrha could feel herself spiraling towards the edge. She cried out, her body shaking as she came, her cries muffled by the sound of the movie. Her juices were landing everywhere, squirting all over the hung man's lap and making sure the entirety of his clothes got wet.

"Mmhm…Looks like you'll have to leave naked…" She teased, still on his cock as she didn't pull it out.

"I'll show you how I'm going to leave," He replied to her before suddenly thrusting inside of her so hard that the entire row of seats started shaking.

Cardin then looked towards them and gasped. "Pyrrha?"

His wife looked at him, her body being uncontrollably shaken by Jaune as he didn't stop fucking her. "Yeah?" She asked as if there was nothing.

"What are you-" He stuttered in shock.

"Jaune is just such a sweetheart! MMHMM!! I told him my thighs were itching because of the ice cream from earlier and he just went ahead and helped me scratch myself!" She gave the most absurd excuse she had ever given, running out of things to say.

Cardin looked at her with surprise, but he seemed to buy it. "Well…I can do it for you since I'm your husband." He insisted, though.

"MMHM…IT'S OKAY! OUR FRIEND HERE DOES SUCH A GOOD JOBB…MMHMM…AHHH…JUST WATCH THE MOVIE SWEETHEART!" she pointed at the screen, and her poor husband just nodded and obeyed.

"How dumb can your husband be?" Asked Jaune who was now drowning in a sea of Pyrrha's juices. The cum inside of her was leaking down, staining the seat as well as Jaune's lap, turning him into a wet mess under her. Her weight didn't help the cleaning process, instead, making her juices foam up and bubble up whenever she rubbed and moved onto the man, further staining everything around her.

"I've never been this wet, Jaune…" She moans with an angelic voice, her rounded tits jumping in the air in front of Jaune. He couldn't resist but immediately take one in his mouth, wrapping his lips around her warmth in one gulp, sucking and swirling his tongue all around it and making sure he got all the sides of her nipples.

He was feeding like he was hungry, massaging her big melons in his mouth while Pyrrha held his head closer to her chest, electricity running through her as he seemed to push all her buttons in a single place. Her erogenous zones were all under his control, and he managed to make her feel good in all kinds of ways. His cock never stopped fucking into her sore and tired pussy, yet the wetness didn't disappear.

She was still as sticky and slippery as ever, making his member slide in with ease with his every thrust, and he could feel her womb with the tip of his cock. The fatness just filled her to the brim, forming a bulge inside of her that showed how deep he went inside of her.

He knew he was close, her body massaging him in ways he never could have felt, and his entire self started shaking under her. He grunted and held on to her curves, still sucking and kissing her swollen breasts, now turned red with marks and bruises, and he soon followed her over the edge, his body shaking as he filled her with his seed. They both collapsed, panting and spent, as the movie continued to play on the screen.

Pyrrha tried to pull him out of her, and when she managed to unplug his cock from the suction of her pussy, loads of cum spilled everywhere. White, thick foam made the seat overflow with it.

They both chuckled, and she adjusted her clothing and settled back into her seat, trying not to let her blissful expression give away what she'd just experienced. She knew it was wrong, but the thrill of the forbidden was too strong to resist. And as she watched the movie, she couldn't help but wonder where would be the second place they'd fuck again.

She impatiently waited in her seat, and, seeing that the movie seemed to take way too long, she finally broke the silence between her and Cardin. "That movie is soo boring…"

Her husband seemed surprised. "Really? I liked it a lot! Now's the important part, look!" He told her, but she nudged his arm.

"I'm hungry, and Jaune too. Let's go get some food." The redhead said, and Cardin couldn't resist her rosy cheeks and her beautiful eyes.

"Okay, I mean- I could watch it online…" He said as he agreed, and they all left the movies together.

Pyrrha struggled to walk through the layers of cum coating her skin, rubbing the thick slime together between her thighs as she walked.

Jaune chuckled. "Now that's what I call a chef-d'œuvre." He said in a French accent.

At the restaurant, they all sit at a booth. Cardin seems reluctant when he sees that Jaune sits next to Pyrrha. "Hey, how about you sit next to me?" He asks his wife.

"Hey, it's bad manners to leave out our guests like this!" Responds Pyrrha who clearly had plans in mind.

"You're right. I should have more manners. Anyway, I'm going to wash my hands. Care to join?" He asked again, and the two shook their head.

Then, as Cardin gets up from the table to go to the bathroom, Pyrrha's eyes follow him as he makes his way towards the door. Jaune, who has been eyeing Pyrrha intently since they arrived, takes this opportunity to make his move. He leans over and whispers in Pyrrha's ear, "You know, since you are a little... Unfulfilled lately..." Pyrrha looks at him quizzically, waiting for the continuation. Jaune continues, "I mean, you're a beautiful woman, but you don't seem to be getting enough of what you need. Why don't you let your husband touch you more? Maybe it's time to explore your desires a little more." He says.

Pyrrha starts to laugh flirtatiously. "Oh, we have been exploring a lot together," She responds. "Was all of that today not enough?"

The man smiles. "It was great, amazing even. I couldn't wish for more. But maybe you should be taking more pleasure…Like, just a pure, selfish pleasure. Has your husband ever wanted to finger you? I doubt so. He probably wants to push his dick in you the first chance he can."

Pyrrha seemed pensive. "I mean, I never let him…But it's true that men want selfish pleasure," She said. "What do you propose?"

"I can finger you. You can ride my fingers. Zero pleasure for me, a hundred for you." He says with a smile.

Those words lit a fire inside of Pyrrha. "It does sound tempting." She replied, before she saw Cardin walking back to the table.

"So, have you ordered?" He asked.

He didn't notice Jaune's hand slipping under the table, nor see it go under Pyrrha's ruined dress before he started rubbing her cunt with a digit. Pyrrha couldn't contain her moan, which Cardin had learned to ignore.

"I'll take- A salad!" She tries to say in between heavy breaths as she feels her pleasure button being pressured and rubbed. She was soaked again, and she wanted to tell Jaune how crazy he was. How much stamina he made her have. It wasn't her fault, it was his. It was all for him.

"I'll take the same," Said Jaune with a composed face.

While Cardin was ordering, Jaune took the opportunity to push his finger inside of the woman.

Pyrrha looks hesitant, but Jaune's touch becomes more insistent as he begins to run his fingers between her legs. The woman's eyes fluttered shut as she let out a soft moan again, unable to control the pure pleasurable act of unfaithfulness.

Her entire body was trembling with pleasure as Jaune's fingers traced delicate patterns on her inner thighs. She bit her lip to stifle a gasp, knowing that any louder noise could alert Cardin to their secret affair.

The stranger's touch was electric, sending shivers down Pyrrha's spine. She closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, surrendering herself to the intensity of that man's finger. She had never been treated this way, and she wanted to just ride this finger, to push it deep inside of her with more of his digits. She wanted the pleasure to herself for once.

Cardin, oblivious to the scene unfolding before him, continued chatting with the waiter or any passing person. But Jaune and Pyrrha were lost in their own world, consumed by the passion that burned between them.

The more minutes passed and the more Jaune's fingers went deeper in the woman's cunt, and her breath caught in her throat. She knew that they couldn't continue much longer, but the desire was too strong to resist. She started thrusting forward, moving so suspiciously while no one knew what was happening under the table. Her cunt was needy, soaked wet, and desperate for a cock inside of her.

She whispered in the man's ear. "I can't take it anymore. I need your cock again."

Jaune smiled. He knew what he was doing. "It would be too obvious. How about you suck my cock?" He grinned, an evil look in his eyes.

Pyrrha hesitated. "I thought it was my pleasure for the time being." She said as the movement of his finger stopped, leaving her hanging and needy.

"Then maybe if you did a good job I'd reward you," He replied.

Cardin was in a completely other world, watching whatever was on TV as the two whispered in each other's ears.

Pyrrha didn't say another word, and, suddenly, her eyes darted around the restaurant, making sure that no one was watching as she discreetly dropped her fork to the floor. She bent down in her seat, her long, red hair cascading over her shoulders as she reached for the utensil.

"You're so clumsy…" Nagged Cardin as he rolled his eyes.

But as his wife's hand closed around the fork, Pyrrha's eyes locked with Jaune's, and she knew what she had to do. Without hesitation, she slid her ass back a few inches on the seat for more leverage and lowered her head to his lap.

Jaune's naked cock that she took out of his pants stood rigid against her cheek, and the woman's lips parted as she wrapped them around the tip. She ran her tongue over the head, savoring the salty taste of him, and then began to suck gently, her head bobbing up and down.

Her tongue darts out to lick the underside of his shaft, following certain veins and crevices, sending shivers down Jaune's spine. Her hand grips the base of his cock, massaging it gently as she continues to suck and swirl her tongue around the tip. Jaune's breathing becomes ragged as he tries to contain his moans, not wanting to draw attention to them. Cardin was raising eyebrows already, not saying a thing.

Pyrrha's movements were slow and deliberate, drawing out the pleasure for both of them. The sound of her soft moans and Jaune's heavy breathing fills the air, and she wonders how no one has caught on yet. Her ass was in the air and Jaune took the opportunity to hold it like his own toy, smiling to himself as he watched her beautiful red hair move and sway.

He groaned softly, his hands fisting in her hair as he watched her work her magic on him. Pyrrha's mouth moved over him with a hunger that left him breathless, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

As her tongue swirled around the base of his cock, the hung man's body tensed, and he let out a low moan. Pyrrha knew that he was close, and she sucked harder, her lips tightening around him as she drew him deeper into her mouth. She was paying attention not to go too hard to avoid hitting her head with the table, her body already cramping. But she couldn't stop, and she kept going, sucking his manhood like a vacuum and absorbing every last drop of precum he was emitting.

"Hey, Pyrrha, did you die under the table or what?" Finally asked Cardin when she seemed to pick up her fork for way too long. "I can pick it up for you if you want."

But none of those words made Pyrrha stop, and soon enough, Jaune let out a muffled groan as he came, his cum spilling into Pyrrha's mouth. She swallowed eagerly, enjoying the taste of him, and then pulled away, wiping her lips clean.

Pyrrha straightened her dress and smoothed her hair, looking up at Jaune with a wicked grin. They both knew that their affair was dangerous, but the thrill of being adventurous made it all the more exciting. They didn't get caught, but the possibility wasn't rare and they hoped it wouldn't happen.

"I'm here! Couldn't pick it up because of my nails…Ugh!" Responded Pyrrha after she finally looked at her husband.

Cardin, nodding, stared at her beautiful face. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen and colorful and her eyes sparkled. She seemed slightly messy, some streaks of hair landing on her soft face that she hid behind her ears. But while admiring his wife, Cardin noticed a white substance on Pyrrha's chin. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hey, what's that on your chin?"

Pyrrha, who was still lost in the afterglow of her sloppy blowjob with the man, hesitated for a moment before responding.

She then smiled, picked up the white liquid with her finger, and brought it to her mouth, placing it right on her tongue as she sucked on her finger seductively. She closed her eyes and savored the taste, enjoying the sensation of Jaune's essence on her tongue. When she opened her eyes again, she smiled at Cardin and said, "It tastes delicious, thank you, Jaune."