Everyone's Wife
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“Your tits are so great,” he grunted. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t believe I’m fucking you.”
“You wanna try a different position?” she said between two moans.
“You wanna be on top?”
“Do you want me to be on top?” she asked as she kissed him.
“Not really,” he smiled. “I wanna keep fucking you.”
“I’m fine with that,” she chuckled.
“I wanna try doggy style,” he pleaded.
Ella wiggled her way out and quickly positioned herself on all fours, exposing her fabulous ass to the young man.
“Such a great ass,” Adam gasped and fondled her buttocks.
After a few moments of admiration, he guided his dick into her pussy again. Once inside of her, he clutched her hips and began pounding away.
“This feels even better,” he cried out.
His eyes were fixed on her rippling buttocks as Ella arched her back, getting the angle right for her. As the young man’s meat probed through her flesh, she moaned and grunted. Adam was pounding her hard now, making her tits sway faster. Their skins slapped together, but the sounds were drowned out by the couple’s whimpers. He held his hands on top of her buttocks, pulled her in sync with his pushes. Mark stared at the scene with a blank expression on his face and a hard erection in his pants. Once again, his wife was being taken by another man and a storm of different emotions grew inside of him. He wanted to reclaim his wife. He wanted to feel her flesh, fuck her like a husband is supposed to. A long, dry eternity of built-up desire was unleashed within him, the levy had broken, the dam had crumbled. He was ready not to sit this one out.
Adam’s hips moved a lot smoother now, and his pounding was well-measured, fast and vigorous. He was doing his best to impress and fuck his lover thoroughly, but he was obviously getting too close to a climax. He tried to slow down, but the excitement was too intense. He even pulled out a few times, but there was just no way to prolong that moment.
“You can cum inside me,” she whispered.
“I wanna cum on your tits,” he grunted. “Now!”
He pulled out and began stroking his meat, while she lay down before him. He bent his knees to get his cock closer to her tits and the first squirt burst out momentarily. Adam moaned loudly and jerked his cock wildly as sperm garnished Ella’s tits. She cupped them together to make sure every drop lands on them. After about thirty seconds of furious stroking and a long ejaculation, her breasts were covered with thick white juice. Adam was still breathing heavily and watched his first woman covered in his sperm.
“Oh, my God, that was wonderful,” he gasped.
Mark got up with a visible bulge in his pants.
“That would be all, Adam,” he said. “Two things. One, this never happened. You will never talk about this to anyone. And, two, this will never happen again, okay?”
“Okay, Mr. Watson,” Adam looked scared as he picked up his clothes in haste and glanced at Ella one more time.
“Can you find your way out?” Mark asked.
“Yes, sir,” the young man replied and understood what that meant.
He was out of the bedroom the very next moment, probably getting dressed in the hallway. Adam unbuttoned his pants and let them slide to his knees. Then he pulled Ella to the edge of the bed and spread her legs.
“I’m warning you, this will not last very long,” he said.
Ella said nothing and just watched her husband reclaim her with a wicked smile on her face. Mark penetrated her wet pussy with ease and pounded her hard. Her tits wobbled, making Adam’s sperm drip down onto the mattress. Mark kept fucking his wife hard and fast. Her pussy was so pleasurably warm and wet, and the walls of her vagina pressed him so comfortably. It had been ages since he felt her grip, her warmth, and her tenderness. Every trace of sadness was gone, every sliver of anxiety was incinerated in his passion. He was finally feeling her and it felt like the first time. Mixed emotions filled every remote spot of his consciousness.
“That’s my cock,” Ella gasped. “That’s the cock I want.”
Mark pounded her roughly now, as though having his revenge for everything he had experienced for the past few days. He loved taking what belonged to him, he loved the way she enjoyed being taken by him after all those men. It reminded him why he loved having sex with her. Her skin, her smell, her beauty, that was always there for him to take and the only thing he regretted at that moment were those months he had wasted without feeling her body at all. They maintained eye contact as his dick began pumping sperm deep inside of her. After so long, he finally came in his wife’s pussy and the orgasm was mind-bending to him. The release was not only physical; it was emotional, spiritual, and psychological. Tons of weight he had been carrying on his shoulder turned into feathers as his jizz filled Ella’s pussy. He pulled out his dick and watched his juice drip down her perineum.
“I don’t think we need anyone anymore,” he said with a smile.
“So, we’re not doing the cuckold thing again?” she asked as she kissed him.
“I didn’t say that,” he laughed. “What if we do it every so often?”
“I love you,” was her answer.
THE END