I don’t love him anymore, she can have him, for all I care. But she has it wrong if she thinks I won’t make it hurt for her. He still believes I am his, but the truth is, all he is good for now, is a good fuck. That’s all he will be as she watches him moan inside me. He does not get to treat me as his second for all this time and get away with it – he won’t get her after she sees his cock inside my mouth. Or maybe he will, but she will forever have that image in her mind – me pleasing him.
Don’t misunderstand, he is a very handsome man – tall, fit, wide shoulders, good pecks, abs you could lick and feel satisfied, but he has chosen her one too many times. She is not even that pretty, just a new toy, but I don’t care – I deserve to be treated like a queen.
I look at him sitting on the couch, watching his show, no shirt, just his grey joggers on – so fuckable right now. I imagine her face of hurt when she sees us, in the middle of it all – fucking, moaning, riding it in ecstasy. The thought makes my panties wet – am I evil, broken, petty, or do I still love him? It doesn’t matter now, all I want right now, is his cock inside of me. But I need to time it right – she needs to see.
I walk up to the couch, grab the remote and turn off the TV, he looks up at me in question, his blue eyes running over my body. I know he likes what he sees – all I have on is a white crop top and black lacey panties on, it is his favorite after all.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking.” I place myself on top of his crotch, my knees on both sides of him – this angle is perfect, she will see everything, and I can watch her face.
“Always, baby.” He places his hands on my hips.
I start to grind on him slowly, as I run my fingertips against his fine chest, along his arms and then down his abs. I grind and kiss his neck, his jaw, and then his lips with hunger – I am hungry to be fucked into oblivion.
She gives my ass a good squeeze and I moan into his lips – I love it when he does that, it sends tingles straight to my clit. He starts to knead my ass – more tingles building in my clit. He spreads it slightly opening my lips to my entrance just the slightest – that’s where his cock will go, filling me to bliss.
I feel his cock harden under my already went pussy, so I get off, take his hand and lead him behind the couch.
“What are you doing?” He chuckles lightly – Mm, I do love his laugh.
“You’ll see.” I smile at him playfully as I place our dining room chair in front of the widow – perfect view.
I lead him to stand against the chair and take off his pants, freeing his erect cock, the size of it making my vagina clench – I want him in me. I press my finger on his chest and push him to sit down – he follows my instructions, his cock standing tall ready to fill me. I place my hips on top of his crotch ready to for him to enter me, but he spreads my ass, and reaches for my pussy from behind.
“Fuck.” I moan into his neck.
“Moan for me, baby.” He pushes his finger inside of my vagina, stimulating my walls into intoxication of my senses – I want more.
He puts another finger inside, stretching me further, my walls want more – he puts a third finger in and starts pumping slowly.
“Mm.” I bite the crook of his neck carefully, trying to contain the pooling intensity in my belly – climax growing, begging to erupt.
I will be undone so quick if he keeps this up – I need this to last.
I need him to feel the things that I can do to him, so I pull away and get on my knees in between his legs. I see something move in the corner of my eye and steal and quick glance in the direction, as I hold his erect cock in my hand, pumping it slowly. She is standing by the window, completely still watching, hurt and disappointment written all over her face. As expected, bitch, be sad.
I turn my attention to the cock in need of attention and put the tip of it in my mouth, sucking lightly, then harder. He moans and grabs a handful of my hair – at this point nothing will distract him from me, he won’t see her watching, with that sad little face of hers. I put as much of him into my mouth as I can until it hits the back of my throat and suck as hard as I can creating suction, making him twitch further into my throat. I gag a little, but keep sucking until his breathing starts to get heavier and more ragged.
It is finally time for him to fill me with his cock, my walls waiting with anticipation for such a glorious intrusion. I look at her again, as I get to sit on his wet cock my own pussy drenched, and I smile a wicked smile at her, just so she knows – he is mine. I position my entrance at his tip and ram myself into him, riding him as hard as I want to satisfy my pleading wall. He fills me all the way, hitting my cervix as I continue to ride him hard.
He groans as he holds on to my hips for dear life, pushing me into himself more. The penetration sends numbing electricity through my spine into my feet, my hands and brain. My clit can’t hold it anymore, it releases all the energy collected thought my body, creating a euphoric spam. I tighten my thighs around him, as I try to grasp for any control.
As soon as loosed my grip on him, he places my elbows on the chair and rams me from behind – fucking me hard, my cervix receiving the abuse of pleasure it deserves. At this angle I can stare at her as she continues to watch him ram me – I’m sure he can see her now as well. But I don’t give a fuck about her, because her sad little face is arousing me as the pressure on my cervix sends another wave of pleasure into my toe.
“This is so fucking hot.” He rams one more time into me and I feel his cock spasming inside, stimulating my walls again – I moan softly at the pleasure.
Yes, this was satisfying enough.
To my surprise, he grabs my neck, pulls me upright to face her, as he stands behind me, his cum slowly starting to drip out of my vagina, moves his hand through my lips to my clit.
“Ah.” I moan with my mouth opened.
My legs start to tingle immediately – I won’t last very long, my clit is already so sensitive, but I need this climax to erupt.
“Mmm.” I moan again.
I want his fingers to keep moving – I arch my tits forward, leaning into him for support. My clit is building pressure again, my legs are going numb, my lungs burn with satisfaction. He keeps moving his fingers back and forth along my wetness and his cum, my clit is slowly starting to throb, feeling the slight throb on his fingertips he pinches the clit and pushes onto it hard. I can’t hold it back any longer, my body folds in half as everything stars to become undone again.
“Damn you woman, that was hot.” He kisses my neck – maybe I do love him after all.
He watches with me, as she walks away, her sad little heart shattered. Yes, hoe, go find your own man.