[FM] – Last Fuck Before My Flight

My husband has a habit of punishing me every time we take solo trips to wherever. Distance is an odd odd thing to deal with and I’m always a big baby about it. Tomorrow I’m headed to Japan to visit my father’s side of the family – because tmi I’m a hapa.

Earlier today, as I got home from my last day of work, I found him on the couch with his favorite IPA. Before I could do anything past him he’d made me take three steps forward and push down my slacks before he motioned to stand up and cup my face to kiss me… hard and hungry. With one of his hands he tore off my shirt – buttons flying everywhere and me growling at him – and with the other still holding my face as we kissed. After a few seconds of making out I felt myself being tossed on the couch followed by his butt plopping on it. He instructed me to scoot myself up and position myself on his lap.

“Your back is freckly, my love.” His hand squeezing at both cheeks and he knows I don’t like how freckly I am.

“Is it bad that I am?” I squeak as his grab on my ass grows tighter. And then a slap followed by a harder one.

“No, cupcake – I love it.” His voice was gentle but I could sense it was oozing with hunger. It was work that had disallowed him to come with me. God knows both my grandparents love the shit out of him.

Another slap and this one was harder than the last. I had wanted to ask why I was being spanked but I was cut off by him yanking my panties down to my thighs with his fingers probing my aching little slit – wet from being way too conditioned with this kind of act.

“Are you mad that I’m leaving?” Had it been worth it to ask? He said nothing – his middle and ring finger pushing past my lips as I cried out his name, trembling with pain and want. With want for him to fuck me and just hurt me. Before I could say anything, his other hand was covering my mouth, the warm band of his ring pressing up against my lips.

He went on like that for a long time – stopping every time I got the urge to cum. And eventually, when he felt like he was ready, he instructed that I remove the rest of my clothes and ride him. So I did – taking all of his length inside me in one go… his mouth never leaving mine with the occasional bite and nibble on my neck and breasts to mark me as his. We fucked like this all afternoon – him cumming inside me over and over again.

“When you come back, I want you to know that a baby will be growing inside you.” I hope so… god, I hope so.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6dlnrn/fm_last_fuck_before_my_flight