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This happened after my wife told me she wouldn’t let me fuck her anymore. She’d been fucking other men and the closest I had come in months was using a strapon to fuck her.
One afternoon while I was at work she was complaining about how horny she was. She’d was off that day and told me she’d masturbated 5 times already. Her bull was out of town and she told me she was dying to have a dick inside of her. Eventually she told me if I could come home early she’d let me fuck her because she was “desperate.”
I made up an excuse and basically ran out the door of work. On the way home she was telling me how horny she was and dirty talking me about how hard she was gonna make me cum. It was amazing.
As soon as I walked in the door, we started making out. My dick was already throbbing and leaking precum into my underwear. I grabbed her by the ass, spun her around, and leaned her over the table to grind on her from behind. Before I could she let out a moan. Her pussy had rubbed against the rounded corner of our kitchen table. She had leggings on but it clearly felt amazing.
She held me at arms length. “Holy shit baby.” She moaned as she started grinding against it. “Oh fuck maybe I don’t need you after all” she moaned as she pushed me away. She grabbed both sides of the table and started grinding against the corner harder. She slid a hand up her shirt and started rubbing her nipples as she kept going. I tried to grab her ass but she pushed me away.
“Stop. you can watch but I don’t….mmmm….need you anymore. Holy shit” she moaned barely able to speak. She grinned the table for 3-4 minutes before clenching the edge and smacking the tabletop as she had a powerful orgasm. It went on for quite a while before she stopped moaning. As her breathing slowed, she started grinding again.
“Fuck that felt good.” She looked at me and pointed to my dick leaking through my pants. “That has never made me feel this fucking good. Holy shit.” She moaned as she kept going. Then the teasing started. “How fucking humiliating…mmmmm….for you” she struggled to talk through the moaning. “A kitchen table fucks your wife better than you can…but…mmm…fuck…this is actually a big piece of wood…unlike that…” she moaned pointing at my small cock again.
By now I was pulling it out and started stroking it. “That’s it. Stroke it with two fingers like the tiny dick loser you are” she moaned “just know….ohhh fuck…fuck fuck fuck” she said moving her hips like she was riding the best cock of her life. “Mmm just know I’d rather have a fucking table than that pathetic thing” she moaned. I watched a few more seconds and exploded. Blowing a load all over myself and the kitchen floor.
She laughed and kept grinding for another few minutes laughing at my small cock and telling me how horrible of a fuck I was. Then she came again. It was just as loud and powerful as the first one. She leaned over the table to catch her breath. Then she stood up with a huge wet sport on her gray leggings.
“I guess I wasn’t desperate enough for that after all. You can go back to work” she said as she went upstairs. I cleaned up and went back to work wondering what the hell just happened.