It’s been a few years since I last posted. Not much has changed. As always, true, to the best I can recall.
This morning I woke up my husband and told him he needed to get up and help me clean. I jumped in the shower and thought about how many missed connections we have had recently, and decided that I was gonna change that today.
I got out of the shower and put on a short black polkadot dress with black polkadot lingerie underneath. While I was working on my makeup my husband came upstairs and asked why I was putting on makeup, as it was slightly unusual for me. I walked up to him (with only one eyeliner on lol) and informed him that there were new rules today. That he was to disrespect me every chance he got. He asked what I meant, I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him to me to a passionate kiss while I wrapped my leg around him and started grinding against him. He wasn’t getting the hint of how dirty I wanted to play so I moved his right hand down my thigh and up my dress. He immediately started to play with my clit and soon after, lightly finger my already wet pussy.
I pushed him off and exclaimed, “Like that!” And went back to doing my makeup
I busied myself with my housewife duties, eventually we passed each other and he pulled me up against him so I could feel him. He was feeling me up in all the right ways, rubbing my thighs and barely brushing my already swollen pussy. Suddenly he flipped me over so my back was against his chest. He had be gripped under my breast with his left hand and his right hand was lifting up my dress. My husband rubbed my clit again and stuck his fingers inside me. Right away he had it all figured out. I’m not exactly sure what was going on but it was the perfect combination of clit rubbing and fingering that I was in bliss. Quickly, I reached behind myself, unzipped his pants, whipped out his cock and started working it just as hard as my husband was working me. Determined not to lose, he reached up his left hand to play with my right nipple and it was game over for me. I came so hard that it felt like he was holding me with just my pussy and nipple. After it ended he held me only long enough to be able to stand up before he walked off.
A while later I was thinking my husband had forgotten about me so I cornered him in the kitchen. He assured me that he had not forgotten about me and gave me a kiss, and another, and another till we were once again gripping and grinding on each other like animals. I unzipped his pants and tried to put his cock inside me where I so badly wanted it. My husband pushed down on my shoulders and I knelt down, his willing accomplice. He was already rock hard and balls high. I took him in my mouth, tongue flicking around his head before every stroke, while pulling gently on his balls. I got into my groove and was working on taking him all the way back to a deap throat when he started pulling me off. I was so hungry for cock in just one of my holes, I sucked hard to stay on him but he pulled me off and told me he was running to the store.
It wasn’t too long till we ran into each other again in the bedroom. He pushed me up against the wall, picked me so my legs were in his arms, and slid his cock into my awaiting pussy. I LOVED the pounding that I received, relaxed into it, very stroke sending shivers down my spine. He took my legs down out of his arms, that was a mistake. I grabbed him around his neck and wrapped my legs around his legs, tight. He had nowhere to go. I grinded my hips against his and brought him to his knees where I wispered, “You can’t cum yet.” I pushed him to the ground, he let out a groan to express his protest and reached up to my breasts to play with my nipples. With his expert knowledge of how to play with my nipples and just a little bit of rocking I was able to cum, hard.
No longer able to control my body, my husband flipped me over and gently played with my pussy with the tip of his cock. “Cum inside me now. Anyway you want.” He eagerly stuck his cock back in my overly tight pussy and orgasmed quickly.
We were going to play some more later that day but life got in the way. Another time. Maybe I’ll tell you about it too.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wm9f9r/fm_missed_connections_makeup