My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (7)

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We had been making out hot and heavy and i had already been rubbing her clit and then fingering her, rubbing her g-spot. I rolled over and pulled open my bedside draw. “What are you doing” she asked. Getting a condom. “I think i am allergic to the latex.” Her implications to just slide into her raw speak to some primal part of my brain. I crawl over to her, pull her legs up in the air and briefly rub the head of my cock on her clit. I slide into her, smoothly. In and out. Rhythmically. She moans and then pants. “I should tell you” she gasps as i pull out and push in. “I ran out of pills a week ago.” My brain isn’t registering. “I haven’t had a chance to renew my script” she bites her bottom lip. Where should i come? She moans deeply, her eyes are sparkling, mischievous. “I want you to come in me, fill me with your hot sperm.” My brain ignores logic and reasoning. I start pounding, animalistic. “Oh fuck” she knows she has pushed me over that line. “Oh fuck. Fuck me.” I do exactly that, fucking her with reckless abandon. “Cum in me. Pump me full of cum. I want to feel it!” I scream out and push deeper and harder, determined for her to feel the hot jets of semen coat her.

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“You know what I’ve realised?” What I ask her. “We’ve never done it drunk” its very hard for a guy to cum when drunk. “You don’t have to be drunk.” Ok so? “Friday drinks i might just stay out a bit, really let my hair down. You can come and pick me up and then have your way with me.” I tell her i feel uncomfortable. That there is some question of consent in all this. “You are very sweet husband dearest.” She kisses my cheek and i don’t think much more about it. Until Friday rolls around and i get a text.
“Staying out a bit longer tonight. Remember what we talked about? Will text you when i need a lift!”
I tell her i love her and she replies “Love you too!”

About 3 hours later i get a text to pick her up. She more or less slops into the backseat of the car. Did you have a good night? “Hrm? Yes. Lots of COCKtails.” She giggles. We get home and the door is barely closed before she starts kissing me. I can smell the vodka in her breath. To be honest it wasnt entirely pleasant.
“Come on. I want to fuck” she is pulling at my shirt but can sense my reluctance. She pulls back and looks serious for a second. “Are you still hung up on consent?” I nod. “Do you want to fuck me?” Of course i tell her. Always. “Good. I want to get fucked.” She starts pulling off her clothes. “I want you to fuck the shit out of me.”
I pick her up and put her on the table and start sucking and biting her tits. If she wants a fuck then that is what i will give her. I suck and bit hard, leaving marks. I push her back and bury my face between her thighs. She is already wet. I suck her clit hard, drawing it into my mouth and flick it relentlessly with my tongue. I push two fingers into her, scissoring them inside. After she comes I stand up and she wraps her legs around me and tries to kiss me. I just grab her hips and carry her to the couch before throwing her down. I drop my jeans and boxers and shove my cock in her mouth, grabbing her hair and fucking her face. She moans and coats me in saliva. I don’t want to peak too early and just the idea of fucking her mouth is an incredible turn on. I pull back and rub myself. “Are you going to fuck me now?” She sits back and lewdly opens her legs, one of her hands squeezing a breast, her fingers pinching a nipple, her other snaking down between her body and rubbing herself. I grab her hips and roll her over and pull her up on her knees. This is probably the only good use for a chaise lounge. I put my dick in her and she pushes back, sliding down to my base. I pull out slowly before slamming into her. She gasps. I do it again, pulling out painfully slow, pausing and then slamming in. I slowly get faster and faster until i am just pounding her. “Fuck me, fuck me” she is whispering and moaning. That’s the plan i tell her. She moans loudly and starts cumming. I don’t stop – i hold her hips harder and keep slamming into her. Less than a minute later she starts cumming again. This time i am close. I push her off me and flip her over. Her mouth gravitates to my cock and she starts sucking and licking like an animal possessed. I pull back, masturbate. “Are you going to cum on me?” She asks. Her voice is slutty. She holds her tongue out. Holy shit. I start cumming, streams of semen splashing her face and mouth. Afterwards she starts sucking me again. Hard. Once she has extracted every drop from me she lays back. Her eyes glaze over. “You can fuck me again if you want.” She closes her eyes and is sleeping within minutes. I grab a blanket and a bucket and leave her on the couch.

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