Faye slowly walked up the steps to her apartment. She was soaked in sweat and feeling completely exhausted after her run. The sun was high in the sky and there was little shade to offer respite from the heat. As she ascended the steps, she stripped off her tank top revealing a drenched sports bra. Each step was an immense challenge with her jelly-like legs. As she pulled herself through the door to her apartment, she was met with a blast of refreshing cool air. The stimulating air covered her body and Faye felt as if she was being lifted off the ground. She closed her eyes for a moment and let the air revitalize her.
“Hey babe, how was the run?” Faye opened her eyes to see her husband Grant sitting on the couch playing video games. His bare legs were crossed and resting on the coffee table. Faye eyed the definition in his calves as she took her time responding.
“It was rough,” she wheezed. “I’m exhausted…I’ll be in the shower.” She slumped off to the bathroom as Grant watched her tentatively. When she got to the bathroom, Faye took her time removing her sports bra and yoga pants. The large volume of sweat across her body made them stick to her skin. She let out a loud exasperated sigh as she finally freed herself from her top, her glistening tits bouncing playfully. Removing her yoga pants took even longer. Her legs were so weak it was difficult to lift them. Once she got into the shower, she just stood there letting the hot water cascade over her. As she started to lather soap across her sore body, her mind wandered, and an image of Grant’s legs popped into her head. She pictured his thighs flexing, and found her fingers making their way down to her dripping clit. As she gently fingered herself, she envisioned herself pinned down by Grant’s powerful legs. Faye was typically the one to dominate her husband, as she loved knocking him out however she could. Headscissors, sleeper holds, you name it. But sometimes she wished Grant would be the one to push her around. As she thought and fingered, she decided that after she dried off, she would jump Grant and choke him out in her legs, again and again and again. She bit her lip as she envisioned dominating her husband. Old habits die hard, she thought as she smiled to herself. After a little while she climbed out of the shower, steam rising off her body. She dried herself off thoroughly and stretched her sore legs, all while considering her plan of attack. Faye crept out of the bathroom like a ninja and made her way into the living room. Unfortunately, Grant was nowhere to be found. Confused, Faye tiptoed around the apartment looking for him, but to no avail.
“Where the fuck did he go,” Faye whispered to herself. She walked into the bedroom and again Grant was nowhere to be found.
“Grant?” Faye called out growing a little concerned. She heard a creaking coming from the closet behind her, but before she could turn around there was a hard shove on her back.
“Aaaah!” Faye squealed as she was sent hurtling to the bed. She landed sprawled on her stomach. Before she could get up, a large weight pinned her down from behind. As she began to struggle, she heard a low voice.
“There’s really no use fighting me,” Grant whispered in her ear. He was completely naked, and his penis was resting gently in the small of her back. Faye felt blood flood into her cheeks. Grant grabbed his wife by the wrists and pulled her arms down to her sides. She squirmed fruitlessly as Grant pinned her arms down under his legs. He began kissing the back of her neck and felt her quiver beneath him. He reached one hand back and groped his wife’s moist pussy. She moaned deeply as Grant began massaging her clit. He rubbed softly and the tips of his fingers began exploring her vagina.
“Ah!” Faye let out a high-pitched squeal as Grant slipped two fingers inside of her. As he fingered her he used his free hand and reached around Faye’s neck, pressing onto her carotid arteries. Faye could feel her head growing cloudy as Grant squeezed.
“Oooooooh,” Faye moaned, drool beginning to protrude from behind her lips. She could feel herself slipping. She grinded her clit into the bed as Grant’s fingers plunged deeper into her. Her eyes rolled back, and Grant could feel her growing limp beneath her. Suddenly, Grant released her and let her collapse onto the bed.
“Oh fuck…” Faye coughed, face down on the bed. She pushed herself up onto her arms, but Grant grabbed her wrists, flipped her onto her back, and pulled her to the side of the bed. Her head hung limply over the edge. As she refocused her eyes, she looked up and saw Grant’s engorged cock hanging above her face.
“Open wide,” Grant commanded. Faye hesitated, but complied without a fight. Grant slid his fat cock into his wife’s open mouth. She choked but sucked deeply, her tongue wrapping itself around the head of Grant’s penis. Grant leaned forward, spread Faye legs, and pressed his lips against her dripping pussy. Faye gagged and moaned as Grant’s tongue danced across her clit. She used her free hands and began massaging her breasts, and Grant plunged his shaft deeper into her throat. She spluttered, saliva erupting from her mouth. Her eyes began to cross, and her knees grew weak. Faye’s toes spread as ecstasy pulsated between her legs. Grant pulled away from his wife’s sopping pussy and began playing with her clit with his hand. As he massaged his wife’s genitals, he slid his middle and ring finger inside Faye’s vagina, the palm of his hand still rubbing and putting pressure on her clit.
“Gggghk, mmmmf!” Faye’s moans came out as wet gags, her voice muffled by Grant’s cock. Grant used his fingers to apply pressure to Faye’s g-spot, his free hand gripping her succulent thigh. Grant could feel his wife’s body tremble beneath him, and he increased the speed and pressure in which he fingered her pussy. Faye’s eyes rolled and crossed in her head as a powerful orgasm thundered through her body.
“Oh fuuuuck me!” Faye screamed, as Grant pulled his throbbing cock from her mouth. He stepped back and looked down at his wife, shuddering and quaking on the bed beneath him. Grant pulled her up on the bed in a sitting position. Her head flopped back and forth, and she bit her lip as the effects of the orgasm still reverberated on her skin. She faintly heard a nearby drawer open and close behind her, but she ignored it as Grant crawled onto the bed behind her. He straddled her body, his hard cock pressing against her ass and his legs spread on either side of her. He began massaging her shoulders and she leaned back into his naked body.
“That was incredibl-” Faye started but was quickly cut off as Grant wrapped one of his hands around her throat. Faye choked and struggled against her husband, but she was having trouble prying him free. Grant used his feet to spread his wife’s legs as far as they would go. Faye heard a faint buzzing sound, and Grant revealed the vibrator he procured from her nightstand drawer. Faye watched nervously as the vibrating silicone toy inched its way to her still sensitive pussy. As it made contact with her clit Faye gasped loudly but choked as Grant strengthened his grip on her neck. Her legs kicked wildly but her husband was still able to hold them wide open. She scratched at Grant’s hand, but it only made him hold onto her tighter. Faye could feel her vision begin to fade as a second orgasm grew rapidly between her legs. However, before she lost consciousness completely Grant released her and threw her to the bed. She lay there gasping and quivering, but before she could get her bearings straight Grant flipped her onto her stomach. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and lifted her gigantic ass into the air.
“Spread your cheeks,” Grant commanded. Faye still spluttering obeyed and opened her pussy wide. Grant, standing off the edge of the bed, glided his heavy cock into Faye’s drenched vagina.
“Ooooooh,” Faye moaned as loud as she could, her face pressed firmly into the bed. Grant grabbed her by the back of the neck and held her down, his hips pumping his cock deep into her. Faye picked up the still vibrating sex toy from the bed and held it against her clit. She bit down hard on the bed sheet to stifle her screams. Grant thrusted harder and faster, slapping his wife across the ass with one of his free hands. Faye yelped but kept holding the vibrating toy on her clit. Beads of sweat were flung off Grant face and landed on Faye’s bouncing body. They slid down her back leaving wet trails across her skin. Faye could feel herself reaching another climax. Her legs were shaking as if all the strength was being sucked from her body. Grant bit down on his lip hard, he could detect the faint taste of blood. He could feel Faye’s pussy tighten around his slick cock and found himself unable to hold out any longer.
“HNNNGH! OOOH FUCK!” Grant flung his head back as he and his wife orgasmed together. He could feel his cock throbbing as it shot hot cum into Faye’s spasming pussy. Faye was panting heavily and aggressively, a pool of drool forming beneath her face from where she was biting onto the bed sheet. Time seemed to stand still as the couple lay on top of one another, completely exhausted. After what seemed like an hour, Faye tried to sit up, but Grant continued to hold her down.
“We’re not quite done,” Grant whispered in her ear. Faye was confused, what else could they possibly do, she thought. Grant pulled her up on her knees and leaned in. “This is revenge for all the times you’ve done this to me,” he whispered ominously. Faye’s eyes widened but she was too tired to react in time. Grant wrapped her head up in a read-naked choke hold, his muscles applying significant pressure to her carotid arteries. Faye struggled and pulled at her husband’s arms, but to no avail. Grant kissed her earlobe sweetly and chuckled to himself.
“I kind of see why you like doing this to me so much,” he snickered and doubled the pressure of his hold. Faye gagged and her eyes rolled in her head. “You’re going to take a quick nap now,” Grant said to his fading wife, “But when you wake up, I’ll order a pizza and we can watch whatever you want, how’s that sound?” Faye gurgled back an unintelligible reply and Grant laughed out loud. “Perfect! See you in a bit!” He squeezed with all his might and Faye could feel the last vestiges of her strength being stripped from her. Her arm fell limply, and she let out a final deep sigh of submission as the warm sensation of unconsciousness swept across her. Her eyes crossed and her eyelids drooped slightly. Grant raised one of her arms and let it drop lifelessly to his wife’s side. He did these two more times before he released her. Faye wobbled slightly, she was basically out on her feet, before she plummeted to the bed. Her face landing with a splat into the puddle of drool she left there previously. Grant stepped back and observed his wife’s unconscious form. A trail of cum dribbled from Faye’s pussy, her ass hanging lifelessly in the air. Grant grinned a stupid shit-eating grin and stretched his arms over his head.
“She is going to kill me for that,” he thought. “But it was so worth it.” He walked away slowly, his legs shaking as he made his way to the shower, his mind now trying to decide where to order pizza from.
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