Before I start, constructive criticism is always welcomed – especially since I’m a beginner. Anyways I hope you enjoy!
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Layla and Max was a newly married couple that lived in a fairly old cottage home on the border regions or the famous Sardinia. The outlook on the life outside the home windows were impressive to the eye and held a beautiful time that was accepted at anytime and any day. Layla and Max were new residents of Italy itself, so there would be much exploring to do between the pair.
As the days grew and the more exploring they did, there wasn’t really a time to actually spend time. More than often they’d end their nights in arguments due to the stress of the day and lack of sleep. It wasn’t the exploring that was stressful. It was the constant judgement and wondering lustful gazes of others eyes and unsettling comments. It was expecting but still hit them a little hard.
Layla was a beautiful, short, curvy, dark skinned woman and Max was a tall, paled, muscular, latino man. Layla stood only at 5ft and as for her husband, 6ft. Many would say their skin contrast would be harsh but they proved that wrong, typically referencing themselves as a oreo cheesecake, or something food related. Layla also possessed big doe brown eyes, perky large breast, a big ass, a pudgy belly with toned thighs, small feet and hands, and curly hair with red tips that framed her face. She often wore her glasses but if she didn’t she wore contacts. Max had long wavy jet black hair that reached mid back, small bright brown hazel eyes, a mustache and beard that didn’t connect but perfectly framed his face. He was muscular and built in the right areas but had a small pudge that Layla just loved to squeeze back, plus a large cock to accompany him.
But soon the days turned into a couple of weeks and Layla began to become restless, mostly with lust. As soon as her husband would fall asleep, she’d imagine him taking his anger from the days and turning it into a sex fest between them. Often, she’d masterbate to keep her attitude and mind calmer than usual. She dreamed of her pale lover hands all over her body again and wished for him to be balls deep within her. Thoughts of those days he’d come home and whisper sweet dirty things in her ear made her squirm around. After tonight she was determined to get what she’s been wanting, that is her husband after all.
Layla got up earlier than she did and gotten herself more together for the day. Her outfit definitely complimented her. She wore white thigh highs with a purple skirt that was streaked with blue and yellow stripes. A black tight crop top and a laced choker. She refrained from using a ton of makeup but just enough to make her look a little more complete. After gathering herself together she walked out and woke up her husband, Max with a gentle shake. Once he opened his eyes, he grumbled softly about the time before getting a look at Layla. He couldn’t deny that she looked delicious at the moment but ignored her looks, softly kissed her cheek and crawled out of the bed. He pushed her aside softly and used the bathroom quickly and came back out, taking a seat in the edge of the bed only in his boxers.
“What are you all dressed up for?” Max demanded to know. Surely Layla wouldn’t be trying to tease him he thought to himself.
“Why can’t I dress up?” She paused for a moment. “Unless you want something more revealing.?” Layla licked her lips and Max rolled his eyes and folded his arms. Layla immediately became angry and stomped her foot, turning her back to Max and attempted to storm out. He quickly caught and gripped her wrist and pulled her close.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked gently.
“You not touching me is what’s wrong! We don’t have time for us anymore since all you want to do is goggly eye the outside! It’s been weeks!” She raised her voiced and she was cut short after hearing Max laugh softly.
Before she could snap at his laughter, he picked her up and threw her onto the bed, making her breast bounce out of their setting and sending her skirt up, revealing she didn’t have have any panties on. He quickly crawled over her, kissing random parts of her body til he reached her already exposed breast. He cupped her left breast and she panted heavily already, anticipating his touches and kisses on her soft deepened brown coco skin. He latched his lips to her dark nipple and started to suck softly, occasionally licking and gently biting, almost tugging at the nipple. Minutes passed before he switched nipples as he listened to her soft moans and whimpers. He soon worked his bites and kisses up to her lips, leaving dark marks. He caressed her cheek and smiled. She smiled back softly to be changed to a deep breathless passionate kiss. Her pussy throbbed and desired to be touched. Her sweet smell of her wet pussy soon filled Max’s nose and he trailed his kisses to her ear as his left hand softly groped her right inner thigh.
“Is this what you’ve been wanting? Have you been wanting my big cock inside you, slut?”
Layla whimpered and nodded, spatting out a fast ‘Yes’ as Max, continued to tease her inner thigh. Her pussy throbbed harsher and faster as she heard his voice echo in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
“You haven’t been the only one craving, my little cum dump. Do you enjoy being my cum dumpster? I already know that answer you little bitch.”
Layla’s body nearly shook from his teases of being filled with his hot cum. Max’s hand softly grazed her pussy, tracing her pussy lips. He looked at her face, watching it twist up in pleasure as he slowly started to push a finger inside her. He slowly started to thrust his finger in and out and Layla’s body shivered and she felt her whole tingle. He added another finger, thrusting faster and scissoring to stretch her pussy out to prepare her for his big cock. Layla’s walls started to tighten around his fingers and before she could cum, he stopped everything he was doing. Layla looked down and her head instantly fell back in pleasure as Max took his tongue and shoved it into her pussy. Her eyes teared up and her legs started to shake as Max licked and sucked at her sweet cunt. She soon came all over his face and he licked his lips and crawled above her body again. He forced her mouth open and spit into her mouth, making her her taste her own cum.
“Good girl.” Max praised her softly.
He slid off his boxers revealing his creamy large cock and shoved it off the bed before straddling her face and face fucking her, making her squeal, squirm, gag, and choke. Making himself more dominant, he grabbed her ears as he forced his cock down her throat and only stopped for her to breathe every 20 seconds. He continued to vigorously fuck her face until he blows a load of cum down her throat. He climbed off and before Layla could fully catch her breath, he slammed himself into her making her scream and shake feverishly for a few moments. After a few minutes of Layla cock warming Max’s cock, he started to thrust quickly, pulling his full length in and out and pounding her with full force. He didn’t stop til they both came together and filling her with his hot cum several times.
After finishing, they both panted and smiled at each other, softly kissing and saying, ‘I Love You.’ Only to start up again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/johw0u/how_to_fix_an_tantrum_mf_interracial_wife