###Round 1
So my son was sent away to a family friend’s house for the night, daughter was sick and sleeping for the night, and baby had just been tucked away. After a long wait it was finally time for me to get ass from the wife.
We met and kissed like stupid teenagers in our bedroom. I threw her on the king bed once the clothes were off which was almost instant. She’d shaved her legs and they were smooth. Her pussy was trimmed but not shaved, but I didn’t care either way I just noted the smooth silky thighs and had a sudden compulsion.
Almost autopilot, I dropped to my knees at the edge of the bed, tossing her legs up on my shoulders and driving my tongue right up to her clit.
I just mashed my tongue between her folds. There was nothing delicate or fancy about it. I just pressed the length of my tongue on it and lapped fast up and down. My hands were on her milky thighs. I just held them firmly and I went up and done her pussy with my tongue.
Pretty soon I let the down strokes go further, over her true opening, and I tasted her lust. I let the tip of my tongue push into her wetness before pulling out, up, and over her clit.
I heard moans escape her lips high above me, and the sounds increased the deeper into her sweet pussy I thrust my tongue.
I felt my cock leaping of its own accord, it wanted to replace my tongue. I would let it.
I thrust my entire body upward. My mouth left her lower lips to find the uppers ones. I threw myself to my feet and my head towards her – my mouth needed her mouth. Her legs still on my shoulders, my cock found her pussy on its own – it’s length pressed between her pussy lips and I just thrust my hips up and down as I kissed her deeply.
I felt the underside of my cock slide against her and could feel where her clit mashed against it, and felt her breath change every time I did.
Finally I could take no more and took my cock in hand, a second later the tip was in her opening and I just let all my weight crash down on it – pushing the entirety of my cock as deep into her as I could in one hard movement.
God she screamed into my mouth on that first strike and immediately her pussy milked me. I kissed her hard and fucked my tongue into her mouth in time with my cock in her pussy.
I felt her tongue lick mine and my lips as our kiss was the definition of filthy-clumsy. I knew she must taste her own juices – and she licked like crazy – she needed to taste more.
I pulled my cock from her pussy and crawled up the bed. I knelt bedside her face, and she rolled toward me.
I fully expected, well, I don’t know what I expected, but she was focused completely on my cock. She rolled and her legs were no longer accessible, they were stacked one over the other as her hip was pressed into the mattress – that wouldn’t do ultimately as it closed off my access to her vagina – but it was nice she only though of my pleasure in that moment.
Her hand was on my ass in a second and pulling my cock into her waiting lips.
Oh yes, she was tasting her pussy alright, and I always loved that. And I always loved how ferociously she seemed to love the taste of pussy. And she didn’t so much blow my cock as she fucker her own mouth with it. God I loved the kind of, violence, she showed when she was horny.
But she deserved more pleasure of her own. I’d only fucked her a few minutes, she was on the verge of orgasm when I took my cock away, I’d replace it with my fingers for now and complete the job.
I reached down with the hand closest her pussy, to her ass. I slapped it a couple of times, then I pushed my hand between her thighs – I knew every inch of her body by now, the advantage of time, and I was able to navigate the tightness between her pressed flesh to find the tightness of her pussy. I let two fingers push up inside her, and mounted my thumb up over the rest of her pussy so I was sure I could work her clit as well.
And it wasn’t long before she was screaming around my cock. Her first orgasm rocked, I knew the feeling well, how her pussy would tighten around my fingers at the same time the rest of her would shake. And man her mouth shook around my cock. Her thighs squeezed my hand between them. It felt like home.
Her sucking, or mouth fucking, stopped almost entirely. My cock just sat happily in her mouth, waiting for her orgasms to subside. At some point, I’d fill her mouth with my cum as she hit a climax, but I wanted it to be, the next one, or one after that. I was in no rush.
But I should have been, because I heard the most awful sound shortly after my wife came. When I slowed my fingers and she started sucking on me proper again, I heard, what sounded like a door and a toilet flush off in the distance. The realities of a family life swooped in and I pulled my cock from that mouth and fingers from that pussy and pretty soon the two of us were dressed and up to investigate.
Sick daughter was up and needed attention. My own orgasm had to wait, but I would not be blue-balled.
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###Round 1B
I waited for my wife in the basement. I sent the worst series of texts as she was tended to our daughter:
> Don’t think this is over. Get her back to sleep, make sure she’s okay first, but then you have work to do.
And so I sat in the basement on my phone and waited. I thought about what I might make her do – would I just order her to resume where we left off, would I kick it off again by going down on her like a full restart? Either way we were in my basement of a dungeon and no one was going to interrupt at this point.
I started getting hard considering the possibilities.
I texted her again:
> First you’re gonna taste your cunt again, then you’re gonna eat my cum. And hurry the fuck up, or I’m gonna make it hurt.
God she couldn’t get done and down fast enough. I tried to bide my time but was greatly impatient. I took off my clothes. I was hard, I waited. I wasn’t satisfied yet, if anything, I was growing hungrier by the second. I thought of the most horrible things, maybe I’d just jerk off on my own, and when she arrived, order her to clean it off my cock and hands and stomach with her mouth…
Just then I got a text from her saying simply
> Done, I’ll be right down
And she showed up naked, like a good girl.
I pointed to the spot in front of me, in front of my chair, between my legs.
She sexy smiled, and I always fucked loved that. It was this, almost mischievous “look” that started in her eyes and ended in her lips but looked more like she was trying to suppress her excitement. But I knew what it meant, and it made my cock twitch on its own.
She dropped to her knees as instructed. In seconds the entirety of my cock was down her throat and she was working the entire length slowly in and out, eye contact the whole way.
I thought of grabbing her hair and just fucking her mouth, shooting my cum into her throat, but, I was enjoying too much to rush things even now. I didn’t want to be interrupted again, and I didn’t think we would be, so I’d wait for what I ultimately wanted.
I did grab her by the hair but pulled her mouth both off me and pulled her up to her feet as I stood up. I kissed her deeply, my tongue back into her mouth as I’d done earlier, and she returned that kiss. It was as if we’d never been interrupted.
The fingers of my free hand were curled up into her cunt almost the second we were both on our feet again. And, her hands were grabbing and stroking my cock. I loved the, teenager-like feeling of not being able to keep our hands off each other. That’s how I always knew she was really in the mood, and in the same mood I was.
I bit her lower lip, and hard. One of those signals that tells her things are about to escalate.
I basically just man-man-handled her, turning her away from me and pushing her down to her knees on the fuzzy rug we keep on the floor. I dropped behind her and immediately I was fiddling with my cock tracing it up and down her opening. And she was wet again, god was she wet. And then again I was inside her.
My hands found her hips and I just pounded, and she pounded her ass back against me. Not enough movement to risk me escaping, but that extra *umph* so my cock really found its home deep in her pussy.
As the fury built inside me I thought of so many things, it was the beauty of that kind of moment. I knew all her limits, and all my options, and knew that at this very moment, what she wanted really did not matter. If I wanted it, she’d want me to take it.
I slapped her ass for being such a submissive little slut at heart, **my** sub-slut. And I spanked her ass hard again hard, with my cock buried in her pussy I felt the reverberations of each smack ripple through her body. The harder I hit her ass, the more I felt it. And the more I heard her moan. There was no protest, there was no reaction except to throw her ass back harder both against my cock and open palm whichever happened to be pounding her at the time.
I felt her shift, and I knew what that meant, she was no longer on all fours, she was now on “all threes” – she had freed a hand and I knew where that would go.
I felt her finger tips gently touch my balls for a second as they found her clit. As she rubbed it, the way I’m sure only she really could and I loved that I could never stop her from doing so – well, unless I wanted to stop her – but I wasn’t going to keep her on edge at this point. I wanted her to cum.
I felt her pussy take on that milking posture yet again, the one I knew signalled her orgasm and was so hard and tight she could literally milk the cum from my cock with it, almost a vice, and it was soooo good, but tooo soon. I did not want to cum in her pussy without a condom. As it was, this was cutting things close…
So I stopped fucking her, but that didn’t stop her orgasm and I knew it wouldn’t.
I just pushed myself as deep into her cunt as I could and felt her expert hands fluttering against my balls but mostly working on her pleasure. She didn’t mind, she pushed back against me. And I felt the clench and that alone was almost enough to take me over the edge.
But I needed to do more. I couldn’t just kneel behind her, there was nothing really to watch, and I always wanted more.
I tangled a hand in her hair and I put my weight forward on her. The arm that had held her up crumpled to the carpet and her face lay flat against it. She was an animal right now for my pleasure as much as hers, and I loved controlling her even in the slightest ways, and I knew the more I asserted onto her, the harder she would ultimately cum.
I squeeze the hair and could feel it amplify things. I held her cheek to the carpet and she just road against my cock to orgasm. I knew another had come and gone and she worked on a third when I needed even more.
I traced my fingers up and down her lower back. I thrust my cock a few times into her pussy, I dared it, and it was so tight I almost couldn’t get back in, but, I always did, just with force, as was the best way.
I took my thumb and pushed it a bit further down, toward her ass, and let it find its way between the tops of the cheeks, and then down to her delicate asshole. I watched as I started tracing the tip around her rim and saw her ass start shaking against it, not sure if she was trying to accept or escape it. But that was the beauty because, to her, it did not matter.
I pushed the tip just inside her tight pucker and if possible the fingers on her clit seemed to speed up. I heard her moaning now into the carpet, almost screaming, and I started fucking her again, just, carefully. One long slow strong stroke at a time, resting deep inside her each time. Just making it last. I teased the tip of my thumb just in and out of her pucker. Maybe half an inch at deepest but it was like a button I was pressing that just made her work harder on her orgasm.
God I wanted to fill her.
So after she road that orgasm to completion and seemed to gather herself, I pulled out and pulled away from her all at once.
She shot back up on all fours and spun herself in place – that slut was going to suck herself off my cock, and, suck the cum right out of me. No orders, no nothing, she was going to do what she knew I wanted.
But somehow, this time, I wanted something else.
I reached down and basically caught her shoulders before she made it to the prize, and pulled her up onto her knees before me, facing me. I grabbed both her cheeks and kissed her hard again as I had earlier.
Her hands found my cock and she cradled my balls and stroked the shaft up and down. I knew she was trying to extract what I had for her, and god I loved that it was what was front of her mind. And I thought to let her. I thought to let her get her whore mouth back down there and taste her cum then mine. Then I thought maybe I’d just kiss her till the cum shot between us. I was loving everything and anything with her. That was the, advantage of love I guess, especially when it’s shared with a slut.
But I remembered how good her pussy felt wrapped around me, so I told her to get on her back. She didn’t fight me, but looked a bit, curious. But she did as she was told and I saw the sexy smile of earlier return.
I wanted a condom. I had a little, “sex box” that I’d grabbed before I headed down there, and I knew it was close, and I knew a condom was inside. It was stashed beside the couch which I’d conveniently ignored when I threw her down on the carpet. Well I remembered the couch now, I reached beside it, into the box, and fished out a condom.
She smiled when she saw it, and quickly I had it ripped from the packaging and rolled up onto my cock.
I pulled her legs back up onto my shoulders, as they had been earlier, during our first round in the bed, before her mouth distracted me.
I thrust my cock deep inside and looked her in the eyes as I started fucking her.
“Your hand…” I barked, “you need to make that pussy milk me right to the end this time. You fucking owe me.”
She just smiled harder as she did what she was told. And I watched this time, I watched the whole damned thing. I held her hips and just pushed my cock up inside her, angling for her g-spot but I knew, that didn’t really matter, her pussy would put my cock where it needed to be once she hit her own orgasm. And I loved that she could just cum, and cum and cum again as time permitted and as much as I needed her too to find my own pleasure.
And her fingers, they danced, I loved how they both, rubbed her pussy lips, parted them, and then found what was inside. I just marvelled at it, and how it synchronized with her breathing.
At some point I put my fingers in her mouth, and she sucked on them, like she would have sucked on my cock. And then I felt it, what I’d felt earlier, when her sucking stops just as her orgasm is about to really kick in.
She stopped sucking on my finger, and suddenly started really grabbing the cock inside her. And this time, I was going to let her pussy finish it off.
I pumped harder, and she moaned. And she looked me in the eyes. I asked if she was going to cum and she moaned, “I already ammmmmmmm”.
And I asked, “would you like me to cum too?”
“Yes” she moaned.
I said, “Louder slut, tell me you want my cum.”
“Cum for me, please…. Please, please cum for me…”
And she begged and I stared her in the eyes as I filled the condom inside her.
It was all I could do not to collapse on top of her. But I didn’t, I pulled out and pulled the condom off and dropped it on her belly and said, “Clean up slut. And, you still owe me your mouth later.”
And I fucking strutted up the stairs like I’d won the fucking Super Bowl.
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