The town was bustling with people as Megan and Mike walked towards the hotel. The air cool, a sharp contrast to the heat coursing through Megan's veins. She could feel the silk of her crotchless underwear against her skin, the cool breeze circulating under and up through her knee-length coat, the coat that was allowing her to blend in and hide that she only had the underwear the client had chosen below.

Mike walked beside her, his tracksuit hiding the lacy bodysuit beneath. They entered the hotel, the grand lobby filled with people coming and going, checking in and checking out. They made their way to the bar.

They found their client instantly, "Hi, are you TurkishDelight007?" Megan asked.

The man looked at Mike and then back at Megan before nodding. "Yes," he said.

"Megan Pleasures," Megan said, holding out her hand.

"This is my husband, Mike."

TurkishDelight007 nodded, shaking her hand briefly. "Call me Emir," he said before turning to Mike. "You allow your woman to sell herself?" he said, his voice tinged with a slight accent.

Mike looked at his wife.

"You misunderstand; we are a team. Leo handles bookings and management; I handle all male and female clients, to a very high degree of satisfaction; and Mike here is just an optional extra; he can be cucked; he can run errands or..." Megan leaned in closer and unzipped Mike's tracksuit top to discreetly reveal the lace bodysuit. "Or he can also be fucked."

She whispered into the client's ear, letting her hand rest on his thigh.

Emir's eyes widened; he looked at Mike, who flushed but did not protest.

"You mean this... this man is willing to...?" Emir stuttered, looking at Mike, then back at Megan.

Megan smiled. "He's very willing, aren't you, Mike?" She ran her hand up Emir's leg.

Mike nodded, his cock already hardening in its tight confines.

"I...I would like to take you both to my room. I don't want to fuck him, just you, but can we humiliate him while I have sex with you?" Emir said.

Megan smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Of course, we can definitely arrange that. I'm sure Mike would love to watch us fuck while he jerks off in the corner, wouldn't you, sweetheart?" she purred, turning to Mike.

Mike's face turned a deeper shade of red, but he nodded, his eyes downcast.

Megan turned back to Emir, her hand still resting on his thigh. "Now, how about we make this even more interesting? For an extra fee, I could arrange for Mike to clean us up with his tongue after we're done. I promise, he's very good with his tongue," she said, her voice dripping with innuendo.

Emir smiled. "I'll pay extra for that," he said.

Megan leaned in closer, her hand sliding up Emir's thigh. "I thought you might. There's nothing like a good cuckold to make a man feel truly alive." She smirked, her eyes flicking to Mike, who was now standing with his head bowed, his cheeks flushed with humiliation and arousal.

"Come, let's get to your room." Megan said she was happy she had him agree to extras, standing up and pulling Emir with her. She turned to Mike. "You coming, darling? Do you want to walk behind us like a good little cuck?"

Mike followed them, his steps slow and measured, his eyes downcast.

****

Inside Emir's room, Emir's orders were clear and concise. "Cuck, strip," he commanded, his voice firm yet eager. Megan smirked, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she watched Mike comply, his hands fumbling with the zipper of his tracksuit. He slid it off, revealing the lacy bodysuit beneath.

"Over there", Emir said, pointing to the corner of the room. "Stand there and watch." Mike hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between Megan and Emir, before he crossed the room and stood in the corner, his head bowed, his hands clasped behind his back.

Megan approached Emir, her hips swaying in a seductive rhythm. She ran her hands up his chest, her fingertips tracing the buttons of his shirt. As she opened his shirt, she gasped. "Such a hairy chest; I love it," she said as she kissed along his exposed chest.

Megan's hands pushed Emir's shirt off his shoulders, and he shrugged it off. He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor, stepping out of them. Megan's eyes widened as she took in the sight of his cock, already hard and straining against his boxers.

"Fuck, that's impressive," she murmured, running her fingertips over the bulge in the fabric. Emir groaned, his hips thrusting forward slightly, pushing more of himself into Megan's hand.

"Let's get these off," Megan said, hooking her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulling them down. Emir's cock sprang free, and Megan let out a low whistle. "Damn, you're a fucking stallion," she said, running her hands up and down his thick shaft, marvelling at its thickness; she ignored the fact it was only five inches long.

"Now, let's see what else you've got for us, shall we?" Emir said, grabbing Megan's coat, yanking hard as he pulled it off her shoulders. She let out a little yelp as she tripped over her own feet, nearly falling to the floor with a little giggle.

He ran his hands down her bare arms, his eyes drinking in the sight of her in the silk crotch-less underwear and black corset. "Fuck, it's better than I imagined on you ," he muttered, his gaze flicking from her body to where Mike stood, looking pathetic and small in the corner.

Megan turned her attention back to Emir, her eyes gleaming with desire. "I'm glad you like it."

"Suck my cock. Do you like to watch your woman suck off other men? Get on your knees and show us how good you are with your mouth," Emir commanded Megan but also asked Mike as he took a step closer to the pathetic shrivel standing in the corner watching while wearing women's clothing like a sissy.

Mike hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Megan smiled as she dropped to her hands and knees and began to crawl over to where Emir stood.

"You like seeing her crawl towards me?" His own eyes were on the beautiful woman closing the distance on her hands and knees instead of Mike.

Megan crawled over to Emir, her hips swaying slightly, her crotchless underwear on full display. She looked up at him through her long lashes, her lips parted slightly as if to say, "What can I do for you?"

Emir ran his fingers through Megan's hair, his grip tightening as he guided her mouth towards his cock. Megan opened her mouth wide, her tongue licking the tip of Emir's dick before taking him in. She knelt there, bobbing her head up and down, her lips and tongue working in tandem to pleasure Emir.

He looked down at her, a smirk on his face as he watched her mouth envelop his cock. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, guiding her head faster, deeper.

"That's right, take it all," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "You like that, don't you? You like taking another man's cock in your mouth while your husband watches, don't you?"

Megan moaned around his cock, her eyes watering slightly from the force of his grip. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire and submission, and nodded.

"Bend over the bed, face your husband; you, come forward, start playing with your own dick as I fuck her in front of you. I want you to see how much she enjoys it and how much better I am than you, you fucking... what was it, yeah, pussy-boy," Emir commanded to Megan and Mike.

Megan nodded and did as she was told, bending over the bed, her ass in the air, her hands gripping her ass cheeks and pulling wide. She looked over her shoulder at Emir, desperate for him to stick her.

Mike watched as Emir approached Megan from behind, his thick cock standing proud and glistening. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart as he watched his wife present herself to another man.

Mike began to touch his hard cock as he watched on.

"Face forward," Emir told Megan.

Emir began to slide inside her. "Show him how much you want my dick," he instructed her.

Megan moaned, her eyes fluttering as he entered her; as she regained herself, she pushed back against him, taking him deeper.

"God, you feel so fucking good," she moaned. "That dick is so tight in there. He is, baby, he is so tight in me," she said to Mike, her eyes on her husband, now openly wanking himself.

Emir reached forwards, grabbing a fistful of Megan's hair, pulling her head back, causing her back to arch and her ass to push out further, and an intense moan escaped.

"God, I love that," Megan said, "when he roughly uses my married body." She gasped.

"You know what I love even more, Mike? I love knowing that this brown cock is filling me with his brown seed."

Emir chuckled, his grip tightening in Megan's hair as he thrust harder.

Mike's hand slowed on his cock. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, what he was seeing. His wife, his beautiful, blue-eyed wife, was willingly fucking this dark-skinned man and loving every minute of it.

Emir's voice was a low growl as he spoke. "Watch your fair-skinned wife take my big brown cock. Watch how she loves it, how she craves it. She loves the feel of a real man inside her, don't you, sweetheart?"

Megan moaned in agreement, her body arching back to meet Emir's every thrust. "Yes, I love it. I love feeling so... so full. So complete," she panted, her eyes locked onto Mike's.

Emir chuckled, his grip on Megan's hair tightening as he thrust into her with renewed vigour. "You want to know why she feels so good? It's because she knows that with every thrust, she's closer to being filled with my brown cum. Look how she bucks back onto my dick, wanting me to load her up with my seed." Emir's words were punctuated with forceful thrusts, his fingers tightening in Megan's hair, his other hand gripping her hip, digging into her flesh.

"That's right, you want me to fill you up, don't you, Megan? You want me to put my brown baby inside you? Hmm? You want to feel my seed, deep inside your white pussy, growing into a little brown baby?"

Megan let out a moan, her mind swirling with the taboo words. She loved the way Emir spoke, the way he talked dirty, and the way he made her feel dirty. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, her own voice joining his. "Yes, Emir. Yes, I want your baby; breed me."

Mike watched, his hand still wrapped around his cock, moving in slow strokes. Humiliation and arousal coursed through him as he listened to his wife's words.

She was begging Emir to breed her, to fill her with his seed and make her a mother to a brown baby. Mike's hand was moving slowly over his own cock; he couldn't bring himself to stop.

Emir let go of Megan's long blond hair and gripped her hips. He rose to his full height and began pounding at her pussy.

"You love the way my big black cock fills you up, how it's going to make your fertile womb pregnant with my baby?" Emir asked while he fucked her.

"I want you to breed me, fill my pussy up with your cum, and make me your knocked-up whore," Megan moaned.

Emir groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrust into her with brute force. "You walking about and still working while hugely pregnant with my baby, everyone knowing my seed is growing inside you. You like that? You like the idea of everyone knowing you are just a pregnant fuck toy."

Megan's moans grew louder, her body responding to the verbal abuse, "Oh yeah, I love it. I love the thought of every one of your friends and family knowing I’m your pregnant whore."

She pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with equal force. "Oh god, oh fuck me," she cried out. "Fuck me, breed me, fill me with your load. I want your cum in my womb.

"Fucking fill me up," Megan begged, her body convulsing with every thrust. She could feel the orgasm building within her, like a clenched fist ready to burst.

Emir's groans grew louder, his grip on Megan's hips tightening. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fill that pussy of yours with my cum," he grunted, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with such force that it sent waves of pleasure crashing through her.

As Megan watched, she could see Mike's hand move faster on his cock, his eyes never leaving them. The sight of her husband jerking off while she was being fucked by another man sent her over the edge.

"I'm coming, Emir. I'm coming all over your cock. Fuck, this is so good," Megan screamed as her orgasm hit her. Her pussy clenched around Emir's cock, milking him as he continued to thrust into her.

Mike watched, his own hand moving faster on his cock as he jerked off to the sight of his wife being fucked by another man, until he too was spent.