I’ve missed him all these days. I was sure he was avoiding me, his wife. Apparently, he also decided to take care of his needs on his own instead of fucking me? Instead of commanding me, his submissive, to get down on my knees and suck him off, he’s using his hands to give himself relief.
I should leave.
No...
Anger squeezes my chest. I take a step forward with the intention of telling him off, when he throws his head back and begins to pump himself harder.
The squelching sound is impossibly loud in the space. It arrows straight to my clit, which throbs. As if of their own accord, my feet carry me closer. My gaze is riveted by the sight of his cock growing thicker. As I reach the open door to the shower, I can make out the thick veins that stand out in relief on the underside of his shaft. He continues to stroke himself from base to crown, and again. Each time he reaches the head, more cum oozes out from the head.
My scalp tingles, and my throat dries. My stomach is so heavy, it feels like I’ve swallowed a stone. I watch closely as he continues to wank off, his shaft growing more purple by the second.
For a second, I’m jealous that he could give himself so much pleasure. Then the tendons of his throat pop and he growls, "Fuck, Raven, fuck." I know he’s thinking of me as he jacks off.
I allow my knees to hit the floor, and when I look up at his face I gasp, for his eyes are open. His blue eyes are filled with lust. But the expression on his face is one of agony and an impending ecstasy. It’s how he looked when he came inside me.
When his stomach muscles convulse, I know he’s close, and before I can stop myself, I arch up and close my mouth around his cock.
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Quentin
As my climax spills out of me, she sucks it down. With her cheeks hollowed and drops of my cum clinging to her lips, she’s the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. She’s perfect. My wife wearing the evidence of my desire is a sight I’ll never forget.
I reach down and wrap my fingers about her slim throat.
Her breathing speeds up. The pulse under my fingers spikes. She continues to suck me off, but her gaze is on mine. When she’s done, I urge her to her feet and kiss her, enjoying the taste of my cum in her mouth. I reach under her skirt and between her legs and stiffen. "You didn’t wear panties?"
She tips her head. "Does that make you happy?"
"It makes me"—I wrap my other hand about her hip and boost her up—"fucking horny."
She gasps as she wraps her legs around my waist. I press her back into the wall, so my dick stabs between her legs.
"Again?" she gasps.
"And again, and again." I fit myself at her entrance, then impale her. She groans; so do I.
"You’re so fucking tight, baby."
Her inner walls ripple around me, and I almost come again. I grit my teeth, press my forehead to hers and draw in a breath, another. I stare into those stormy green eyes of hers and find myself drowning all over again. I stay there, thickening further, pressing against her inner walls.
It’s only when she digs her heels into my back that I begin to move. I pry her fingers off my shoulders and pin them to the wall. I pull out of her and thrust back in.
She gasps, “Do it again,” and arches her back. I bend and close my mouth around her swollen nipple, and she cries out.
That sends me over the edge. I kick my hips forward and bury myself to the hilt. When she whimpers, I know I’ve hit that space deep inside of her. She tilts her hips and tries to get even closer. That’s when I begin to hammer into her, over and over again, until she wails and her body shudders as she comes. Her eyelids flutter down.
"Eyes on me," I order.
She cracks her eyelids open, and I hold her gaze as, with a groan, I empty myself inside of her. She slumps, and I catch her and hold her close. Chest to chest, the beating of her heart synchronizes with mine. When I pull out of her, my cum trickles out, and I push it back in.
"What are you doing?" she moans.
"Making sure every drop of my cum finds a home with you."
She bites her lower lip. "That’s filthy. And I should find it dirty, but I don’t."
A hot sensation stabs at my chest. It’s incredible how much she’s changed, and how she’s learned to indulge her fantasies without any trace of embarrassment turns me on even more.