my ass
preventing me from pushing back to get more of him, he continued this lovely
form of torture and I whimpered my approval as the tip popped in and out of my
velvety opening.
Unable to stand it any more, I pulled away
and motioned for him to lie on the bed. With a grin, he agreed. I crawled over
to him placing a hand on his manhood. He shuddered as I grabbed it firmly in my
hand. Slowly I took him into my mouth. I could feel the heat coming off him -
smell the musky scent of myself as I licked the head of this beautiful cock. My
tongue eagerly traced the veins and ridges of every wonderful inch of him,
occasionally taking him fully into my mouth, he moaned and my pussy got wetter.
He grabbed my arms and pulled me up to him
shoving his tongue deep into my mouth. He rolled me on my back and climbed on
top of me, I spread my legs to welcome him, without hesitation his throbbing
cock was deep inside of me.
He pumped me with the same hunger and
eagerness I had seen in the restaurant and my pussy welcomed every thrust. I
could feel the walls of my pussy contracting and grasping at his rigid member.
My breasts bouncing to the beat of our pelvic ramming, I grasped a tit in my
hand and pinched my nipple. The slight pain enhanced the waves now gathering in
my clit. I squealed and urged him on grunting, “Fuck me, fuck me hard!”
This encouraged him and gave him the
permission he needed to let me have it and he pounded his cock into me so hard
I screamed “Yes! That’s it!”
I felt sweat dripping off his hot body onto mine, my pussy so wet the
juice ran down my ass as I felt the moment I had longed for rising in me. I
looked directly in his eyes and he could see this was it. He hammered my
begging pussy and I grabbed his arms, coming harder than I had ever come
before. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my toes curled as if bowing
to this wonderful man and his dick. My pussy clenched him tighter and pulsated
coaxing the come out of him. He unloaded in me with an animalistic groan and
the warmth of his fluid filled me.
As I lay there panting, I smiled because
not only did I have the world’s happiest pussy but also I had more than enough
inspiration to finish my story.
* * * *
Housewife
Published: SEPTEMBER 1, 2011
It had been a hell of a day with kids
arguing and my temper flaring. All I could think about was getting a break and
a chance to relax.
I was far from being in a Betty Crocker frame of mind so I sent the kids outside to play for a while, telling them we
could go out for dinner and ice cream when Daddy got home. At this point, I was
willing to purchase an ice cream parlor if it would give me five minutes of
peace and quiet.
Thankfully the kids agreed without an
argument and went out the door. While they were playing, I sat on the couch
flipping through channels when something caught my attention. There on the
television screen was a couple having obviously mind-blowing sex.
The buxom actress squirmed with delight as
the handsome actor kissed her breasts and pounded into her with his cock. There
was a sheet strategically covering the good bits but you easily got the drift
of what was going on underneath the red silk!
“That’s exactly what I need .” A smile came to my face as the actor’s moans shot a
shiver through my body.
I was totally enthralled in the lovemaking
scene when I heard the door creaking open, I quickly changed the channel.
“I’m home.” My husband said.
“Hello.” I practically sang as I ran to
him, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.
Still excited from the visions that the TV
had put in my head, the urge to have him was more than I could stand. The
gentle kiss that we usually greet each other with wasn’t going to be enough
today. I pressed my lips firmly to his and slipped my anxious tongue in his
mouth. His lips parted and let me in, my stomach fluttered and I needed
more. I couldn’t resist shoving my tongue in deeper, desperate to taste