It happened one stormy morning – at about 4 am. I heard him complain about the sky being purple and something about rumbling and an earthquake. I, of course, ignored it. If the world was going to end, I might as well sleep through it. Sleep was my answer to getting rid of most of my problems anyway, I just didn’t know that it would bite me in the ass – literally.
I recall falling asleep on my stomach, hugging my pillow. My husband has a habit of stealing mine, since I don’t know, he’s my husband. Either way, I was sleeping on my stomach and dreaming of making Cupcake Jemma’s unicorn cake. I know right? Pretty domestic. But it all gets interesting from here – in that dream, as I was mixing the dry and wet ingredients in the stand mixer I felt someone touch my butt and what followed was a painful twinge on my left butt cheek. This was the part where I managed to wake up and discovered that his face was under the sheets and biting my ass. I ignored this and tried to go back to sleep before feeling his hands knead at my butt cheeks before I groaned in protest as he yanked off my panties.
I mewled and told him to get off since I was still in the mood for sleep. But he persisted and I felt his tongue trace the crevice of my butt before feeling him bite at my right cheek. It was painful to struggle since I found myself aroused under him.
What followed next was a bit of a shock since I thought that he was going to eat me out.
I felt the covers slip off me as the cold pang of morning air surrounded my naked lower half. I shivered and tried to hoist myself up, in all fours, but fell flat on my face as I felt my husband’s hands grab at my waist as he yanked me towards him. I felt his thick throbbing member push against my tight, slightly slick pussy. I heard him moan my name and grunt as he grabbed my hair and covered my mouth with the same hand.
I whimpered and felt my pussy get wet from 1) feeling all of him go inside of me 2) from his urgency to fuck me.
“Don’t worry, darling, it’ll only be for a little while,” I heard him say, his hot breath ticking my nape before biting it.
And right then and there he fucked me, rutted inside me up until I felt his cum – this molten viscous thing – push against my walls and fill me.
Once he finished, he let go of me and we cuddled and fell asleep as the storm raged on. Was I mad? Oh, yes I was. Did I plot my revenge? Yes. But that’s another story for another time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5qjq6v/when_it_bites_you_in_the_ass_fm_kink