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I thrust inside in one go, using her hair as a steering wheel. My rhythm is rougher this time, more unhinged as I drive in and out. My wife never stops looking up at me, and it’s that eye contact that throws me over the edge.
My orgasm is intense and long as I come deep in her throat. She swallows as much as possible, but streaks of my cum roll down the corners of her mouth.
I pull out and tug her up by the hair and then crash my lips to hers.
She gasps as I lick my cum off her mouth, then thrust it back inside. Her moans echo in the air as she climbs up my body, wraps her legs around my waist, and kisses me senseless, raking her nails down my neck and grabbing onto my hair.
My crazy wife reaches between us and strokes my hardening dick, then places it at her opening. “Fuck me.”
“Jesus Christ. Where’s your underwear, Mrs. King?”
“I must’ve forgotten to wear any.”
“You’ve been forgetting that a lot lately. I almost think it’s on purpose.”
“Maybe it is.”
“Mmm,” I growl against her lips. “Is that so?”
“Shut up and fuck me, Eli.”
My cock slips from her soaked pussy to her back hole and she writhes against me, humping, inviting me to claim my property.
I grab her arse cheeks beneath the dress, my fingers sinking into the soft flesh. “Should I fuck you here, beautiful?”
“If you want. Anything you want.”
“Jesus fucking Christ. How come all your attitude disappears when my cock talks to your cunt?” I slap her arse. “Maybe it should talk to this hole as well.”
“Yes, yes. Just fuck me already.”
“Let me get some lube.”
“It’s okay.”
“It’s not. I’m huge and you’ve never taken a cock in your arse before.”
“I took the toys you put in me.” She grinds against me.
I laugh. “You’re cute to think any of those toys compare to my cock.”
“I stand corrected.” She grins, dropping a feather-light kiss on the corner of my mouth.
She can be so affectionate after sex and often showers me with hugs and kisses as if she can’t get enough. My wife is definitely the type who loves to ‘cuddle’ after I fuck her brains out, and although I never cared for the act before, I do with her.
I love holding her when she’s entirely spent and smells distinctively like me.
While she’s all wrapped around me, I start to walk us back to the house.
She sighs contentedly as she kisses my throat, my chin, my cheeks, my lips, and even my nose.
Anywhere she can reach is hers for the taking, and she knows it.
Too well for my liking.
As soon as we’re in the bedroom, I balance her against the wall and fumble with the nightstand until I find the lube.
“I’ll get on all fours if it’s easier,” she whispers between nibbles on my ear. She’s obsessed with that for some reason.
