Horny housewife. Her version..[MF].

We have busy lives. We don’t get to fuck the way we want too, as often as we want to.

I’ve been craving him for days. I nearly Google ‘can you really crave cock.’ But I don’t. Because I already know the answer.

He has this vein down the side. The kind the makes my mouth water. I force myself to go about my day.

I’m wet just anticipating his arrival home. I know sex might not happen, it often doesn’t . But I need to at the very least kiss him.
When I finally do he tastes amazing. Like coffee and weed and him.
He almost immediately puts my hand on his already throbbing cock. I know I’ll be fucked tonight.

He commands me: ‘stand up, panties down, foot on the couch.’
I do as I’m told. Except I kneel beside him. My dress is covering everything. We can’t get caught. He loves the way I drip down his arm as his fingers inspect me. He always knows how to work me over.

I need to suck him so bad. We can’t do that here. We sneak to the waredrobe. He strips, Im on my knees and he’s in my mouth faster than you can say slut. He tastes amazing. He pulls my dress off. I savour my time worshipping him with my mouth. The taste of his precum makes my pussy clench. I could suck him all night.

“This is when I need you on a ride on dildo” he says, as his hands get wrapped up in my hair.
This comment spurs me on. I love it when he talks to me. I spot my favorite wand on the shelf behind him. I grab it and turn it on. He turns off the lights.

“You really are a filthy slut aren’t you.”
His hands go back to my hair.
I put the wand in the wrong spot. I can’t quite get my clit and maintain the rhythm he’s creating.
“Look at you, in your pretty little housewife dress. With your mouth full of my cock”
He takes complete control of my head for just a moment. I moan.
“You dirty whore”. He goes a tad deeper. A tad faster. I’m so close to cumming.
He starts to fuck my face. He’s never done that before.
It’s pitch black. I can see the outline of his face. He’s still the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.
My mouth gets tired.
“Omg my little slut. Don’t you stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
I could never stop. Hearing him moan pushes me right to the edge.
Before I know it he’s pulsing in my mouth. Is it weird that I love the taste of him…..that sensation follows my the rest of the week. I can’t get enough.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/akmfyd/horny_housewife_her_versionmf