My (39) wife (35) and I were fucking in the bedroom last week and I had her doggystyle face down ass up facing a full length mirror. I had my hands on her hips and was pulling and pushing her body back and forth on my cock. She makes eye contact with me in the mirror and moans something like, “Fuck yes use my pussy” before burying her face again. Well I keep it up and cream her. We’re spooning afterward and she tells me she got really turned on knowing that I was using her pussy to basically jerk myself off and wanted to do more of that.
Well she and I start exploring – she already knows that if I push my cock down her throat a certain way I’ll cum instantly and we already have anal sex every once in a blue moon, and she’s sure she’ll be just as turned on my having her ass used the same way. So one day we’re in bed after a Saturday night date that ends at 9PM because we’re getting old and she says, “Hey, you know how we usually clean the house after church?” “Yeah?” “Well, how about you do the cleaning tomorrow and in return, you can tie me up in the basement bedroom and use me all afternoon?”
(Yeah, I still barely believe that query happened either.)
“Are you serious?”
“Dead serious. I do not want to clean and I can’t stop thinking about the way you were working your cock with my whole body.”
“You do know that people usually stop by our house after church, right?”
“Well don’t let them in the basement.”
Yeah. I don’t remember church at all that next day.
We get home and before I can even ask if we’re really doing this, she takes her clothes off right there in the kitchen and walks down to the basement naked. As I step over her panties I can see they’re already wet. Fuck. I’m hard as a rock by the time I’m down the stairs. As I turn the corner into the room, she’s already set up the restraints and is bent over the foot of the bed with her hands spreading her ass apart. Her pussy glistens. My cock slides effortlessly into her wet pussy. I start thrusting but she puts her hand back and stops me. She looks over her shoulder and says, “no, like this” and she starts to work her pussy back and forth again. I got the message, working her hips at varying lengths, sometimes massaging the head, sometimes full strokes. I quickly got close and after a few deep strokes shot a load in her. Once spent, I threw her on the bed face up and tied her up.
Now our basement bedroom isn’t a legit bedroom – it has no window at all and if I close the door and turn off the lights it’s pitch black. And that’s exactly how I left her as I went to work. I was a load of laundry and the dishes in when I felt my cock rising again. It was surreal to walk down the stairs again, open the door and flip on the lights to find my wife laying there just the way I left her, the sheets now stained with drops of cum still trailing from her pussy. I started to ask her if she was doing okay and she cut me off “shut up and take me already.” My brain was almost foggy not being able to comprehend that it was my wife in that completely dark room I was mounting and not some sex slave. I was less sensitive already having gotten off once and I found myself fucking her harder. Her bouncing tits and torso caught my eyes and I put one hand on each bicep to pin her body down and went to town. She closes her eyes and tries to grit her teeth but the screaming “yes!”‘s and “fuck!” still escape. Finally after what felt like an eternity of absolutely pounding of her slit, I felt the urge coming and shot her full of another load. I was panting breathlessly as I stood up, buttoned my pants, and without a second thought, shut lights off and closed the door, leaving two loads in total darkness.
I had turned over the laundry, cleaned the counters and vacuumed and was mopping the floor when the doorbell rang. It was her girlfriend from church. What she wanted I have no idea, “No, she isn’t available. She’s, um, tied up with something at the moment? Well a he’s got a full load this afternoon, so no it’s not a good time. Maybe tomorrow?” *JFC, lady, my wife is tied up in the basement and there’s two loads in my dryer and two loads in her pussy, get the fuck off my porch.*
Needless to say knowing that her friend was right there, none the wiser that she was just feet above my wife playing sex slave at that very moment got me right back up again. I heard her door close and car start right as I entered my wife’s dripping wet hole for the third time in one afternoon. My cock was aching but my mind was completely dominated by this unfettered access to sex. It was hard to feel much, so I untied her and pulled her to the bottom of the bed, crossing her legs to tighten the grip. That helped and I could feel myself rising up the arousal ladder as I picked up the pace. But I couldn’t climax. I was fucking her as fast and hard as I’ve ever fucked her, pulling her hips back and forth even as I thrust on and out – full length strokes slamming my balls against her ass and she was moaning now continuously, almost whimpering punctuated with occasional yelps. I. Can’t. Fucking. Cum. I grunted with each thrust. She was no help at all, completely focused on taking an almost violent fuck. She was now almost totally silent, eyes closed mouth open, but no sound escaping, when it hit me.
I surprised myself with the careless abandon with which I unceremoniously pulled her off the bed and dumped her on the floor. She was barely to her knees before I had her hair in hand and cock in her face. Her eyes were still unfocused from the ruthless pounding she was getting and they turned me on even more as she opened her mouth instinctively. I pushed my cock straight down her throat. As I hit the sweet spot in her pharynx with the underside of my head, I finally felt the sweet release coming. Usually aware enough to pull out to cum, this time it wasn’t until my first rope shot into her stomach and she gagged on my dick that I snapped back to reality. The second rope hit her face as she coughed and there was no more after that.
It was almost 4 o’clock and I didn’t think I had anymore in me. I left her untied in the dark room and walked away. I finished folding laundry and when I came back from putting it all away upstairs she was dressed and running her finger over the countertops.
“HONEY! This house looks AMAZING.”
“Thabks, baby, I had good inspiration to stay focused.”
“Well I expected clean but not like this! This is so sexy…” and she trails off, kissing me and trying to stroke my penis, which is when I realize I’ve gotten off three times and she’s been totally used and hasn’t gotten off yet. “Baby I’m sorry do you want me to get you off?”
Before I can even say a word her panties are on the floor and shes up on the freshly clean counter top. She sighs in relief as I put my tongue to work on her clit, enjoying the feel of her using one hand to keep my head pressed against her. She shudders in orgasm after a few minutes.
After a few deep breaths she looks down at me with a wicked smile, “Same time next Sunday?”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z8djff/sabbath_sex_mf