I’m Such a Horny Wife [MF] [30s] [Oral] [Spanking] [Light BDSM] [Nonfiction]

I put down the PS5 controller and pull my hair out of its messy bun. Shaking my head to unkink my neck and release my hair, I turn to Adam. He’s not paying much attention, drawing out some designs on graph paper.

“I’m tired of playing,” I sigh. I’m trying to sound the perfect combination of pouty and cute. I’m not tired of playing, but I’m absolutely tired of my clothes and his inattention. I lean over slowly to grab my drink, lifting my butt into the air as I go.

That got him. We lock eyes while I take a swig of beer.

“Are you giving me sex eyes?”

I just nod, maintaining eye contact with my eyebrows reaching up like they’re trying to shake hands with my hairline.

“Oh shit, you wanna fuck? Where, how do you want it?” His words are jumbled. He didn’t expect this considering we’d already had sex this afternoon.

I get up and grab his hand, pulling it to my hip. He doesn’t need any more guidance and cups my ass as he pulls me in fully for a kiss. His other hand frames my cheek.

The Day I [F20s] Met My Husband [M20s] Part 2 (FFM, Light BDSM, Nonfiction)

This is part 2 and picks up right where I left off. If you want the beginning of Steph, Adam, and Becca’s threesome, [here is Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1272d3w/the_day_i_f20s_met_my_husband_m20s_part_1_ffm/).

I’m feeling very much exposed as I move naked across the room to the couch. But I’m determined to get my pussy licked. Whoever wants to do it needs to get to it. I drink some beer and try to be patient.

Becca pouts in this exaggerated manner as Adam moves her out of his way, grabs some water, then follows me to the couch. She’s practically stamping her feet. How ridiculous.

Under his breath almost, I hear him say, “You’re going to pay for that and you know it.”

The look on her face totally changes, and she brightens up immediately. For a few seconds, she pulls a 180 – smiling, eyes wide, nodding – then she’s back to pouting. I see.

Adam takes the beer from my hands and places it on the coffee table, then leans between my legs and smells me. Oh fuck. Ok. He breathes me in deeply, and he sort of nuzzles into my thighs like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever smelt. Or seen. Or nuzzled.

The Day I [F20s] Met My Husband [M20s] Part 1 (FFM, Dub-con, Blowjob, Nonfiction)

“You’re gonna like him, Steph,” she says, her eyes wide and unblinking, as if she thought I’d believe her if she could only stare emphatically enough.

I ignore this and repeat what I’d already stated multiple times, “I’m not having sex tonight. I’m not ready for that, and you can’t convince me.”

It’s her turn to ignore me, and she faces forward in the passenger seat. I turn up the music, and we make the rest of the drive to Adam’s house.

I know what she’s up to, and she isn’t really even trying to hide it. We haven’t seen each other in about a year, but every time we meet up, it is as if no time has passed. We’d been best friends for nearly a decade, and while we are no longer that close, we still know each other like the backs of our hands.

The last time I saw Becca, we’d had a threesome with my now ex-boyfriend. It wasn’t the first time we’d shared a cock, and now I could tell that she is anxiously hoping it wouldn’t be the last.