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It’s about 9pm. The house was quiet except for the soft hum of the AC. I sat on the edge of our bed watching my wife finish getting ready after showering. It’s about 9pm. Her long black hair fell past her shoulder blades, still slightly damp. She smelt fresh with her body lotion that she lathered all over.
She slipped into a thin white tank top, no bra, her breasts shifting softly beneath the fabric, and a pair of snug white spandex shorts over a thong. She turned slowly in front of me, hips swaying, then struck a pose with one hand on her waist.
“I’m going to go over there with no bra. Is that okay? How do I look for my sleep over?”
My cock throbbed. She looked hot with the outline of her nipples faintly visible through the cotton, her toned legs gleaming under the bedroom lights.
She spun again, then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down just enough to show the thin strip of her thong framing her perfect ass.
“I’m wearing a thong. Is that okay?”
Because I needed to hear her say the words out loud, I asked quietly, “Where are you going?”
She smiled, giddy, bouncing on her toes. “I’m going to Jay’s house. We’re going to do bedroom olympics. He’s going to power thrust me for a little bit. Don’t wait up. You have to go to sleep because you have work tomorrow.”
Before she left, she climbed onto the bed and lay back, legs parting slightly. With two fingers she pulled the crotch of her shorts and thong to the side, exposing her baby-smooth pussy already glistening.
“Come, give me your hand. Touch it. What do you feel?”
I reached out, fingertips brushing her slick folds. Warm, slippery, swollen with anticipation.
“It’s so wet. Why?”
She leaned up, voice dropping to a whisper against my ear. “I’m so horny.”
“What are you horny for?”
“Jay and his cock. My pussy is very hungry.”
She eased the fabric back into place, covering herself, then rose and pressed close, her body warm and fragrant against mine.
“I can’t wait for his cock to slide in. My pussy is so wet, it’s going to slide straight in.”
“What’s going to slide in?”
“Jay’s big cock. It’s going to go in very deep. I can’t wait for it.”
She kissed me, slow, deep, then slipped out the door with a final naughty glance over her shoulder.
I waited at home for her, pulse hammering, cock aching. I edge myself for a little bit thinking about my wife fucking her lover and cumming all over him. But I don’t want to cum. I want to save it for when I reclaim my wife. I turn on the TV and try to distract myself with some action show. Eventually I drift off to sleep.
At Jay’s place they moved to his bedroom. He stripped and lay back on the sheets. Kaia peeled off her tank top and shorts, thong last, until she was bare. She climbed over him, kissing him deeply, then slid down his body.
“My pussy is so wet,” she murmured just before her lips closed around his cock.
She worked him expertly, moaning around his length as she bobbed, taking him deeper with each pass. When she finally rose and straddled his hips she looked down at him, eyes filled with need.
“My pussy is so fucking wet.”
She guided him to her entrance and sank slowly, inch by thick inch, until he bottomed out inside her.
“Oh shit, it is,” he groaned.
She began to move, sliding up and down his shaft, body shuddering with the first waves of pleasure. She ground against him in tight circles.
“Fuck you’re deep.” Front to back now, hips rolling. “Oh my God, I’m cumming.”
She braced both hands on his chest and kept grinding, riding the orgasm through.
“Do you feel how wet I am. I just came all over your fucking dick.”
“Yes, you did,” he answered, voice rough.
The wet squishy sounds filled the room as she continued sliding forward and back.
“I’m so soaked,” he said.
“It’s soaked? Uh huh. Good. Good. It’s so good.”
She kept fucking him, relentless. “Get in there.”
“Oh yeah, I’m getting in there deep.”
She rode him hard for long minutes, moaning steadily. “Uh, yess… oh yeah… mmmm… I’m not done yet. I’m not done yet. Oh yeah… oh yeah… fuck…”
Her pace turned aggressive; another climax crashed through her and she soaked him again.
“Oh shit, fuck yeah… your pussy got soaked. Fuck my balls are so soaked.”
Their fingers entwined as she glided back and forth over him. “Are my pussy juices all over you?”
“Fuck, yeah it is.”
Eventually she eased off and lay on her back. He moved over her. She spread her legs wide in welcome as he slid back inside, deep and slow at first.
“Fuck this pussy is so wet.”
She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight against her chest. “I like it when you slam in.”
He thrust harder while she opened wider beneath him, moaning with every stroke.
“I was so horny. I was so wet waiting for you.”
“I’m going to send you home with your pussy all used up.”
“Yes, yes, fuck yeah… shove it all in… I want it… uuuggghhh… I want it deep… uuugghhh…”
She lifted her legs high, wrapping them around his waist, tilting her hips to let him bury himself completely. “Oh fuck… oh fuck…”
“Your pussy is tight.”
She clung to him as he drove in with long, fast strokes, “Yes, yes, yes.”
“Fuck you are so wet.”
“It’s been wanting your dick. It’s so hungry… fuck yeah… uggghhhh… uggghhh yes, oh yes, oh yes…”
Her legs stayed high and wide in the air. The wet squelching sounds grew louder with every thrust as she came again and again.
“I love how fucking wet it is. It lets me get in deep.”
“Oh yess… oh yess… oh yes… fuck yeah… shit yeah… ohhh…”
He pressed down fully, pinning her legs open with his arms as he pounded into her, making her gasp and cry out. Then he eased the rhythm for a while, letting both of them catch their breath.
Soon he built back up, slamming deep again. She moaned louder. “Oh my god yeah… uhhh huhhh… uhh huhhh, yes…”
“You’re so wet. You’re so fucking wet. That’s how I’m getting deep.”
“I fucking love it deep… uhhh… yeah…”
“Oh yeah… that’s deep.”
“Ohhh yeah… ohhh yes… fuck yeah…”
He sped up, chasing his own release. She shuddered beneath him, “Oh my god… ohhhh… fuck yeah… don’t stop… oh my god yeah… fuckkkkk…”
She came hard, soaking his cock as her body shook. He powered through her orgasm, shoving deep, continuing to slam into her, “That’s right, get them legs up girl…”
“Yes, oh fuck, your dick feels so good.”
Finally, he was ready to cum. He started thrusting fast and hard. Then at the last second, he pulled out and came across her body. She burst into laughter.
“You caught my cheek…You shot up to my cheek…Pornstar.”
They both laughed.
As he got off her to go get a towel, Kaia tells him, “It’s going to my ear now. You got my hair too.”
They both continued to chuckle as they got up and cleaned off.
The bedroom door opened with a soft click. Kaia slipped inside barefoot as I woke up. She looked tired but was utterly satiated. Her long black hair was slightly mussed. The scent of her lotion still lingered, now richly intertwined with Jay’s cologne.
She padded to the bed and leaned over me, brushing a gentle kiss across my forehead.
“Hey, my love,” she whispered, voice low and content, “I’m home.”
I sat up, reaching for her. She let me pull her close, folding into my arms as I buried my face against the warm hollow of her neck. I kissed her there, soft at first, then hungrier, trailing my lips along her collarbone, down to the soft swell of her breasts. I inhaled deeply, letting that intoxicating cocktail flood me: her familiar sweetness layered with his raw, masculine claim.
Kaia smiled against my hair, then stepped back just enough to peel the tank top over her head. Her breasts spilled free, nipples still hard and swollen. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her white shorts and thong in one smooth motion and slid them down her long, toned legs, stepping out of them and kicking the damp fabric aside.
She lay back on our bed and opened her arms to me, legs parting in invitation. Her pussy was beautifully ravaged, lips swollen and parted, flushed a deep rose, still glossy with arousal.
I moved over her, kissing her mouth first, slow, deep, tasting her. Then lower down to her neck, collarbone, breasts. I sucked gently on each nipple, feeling them tighten under my tongue as she sighed happily. My mouth continued its descent, down her ribs, across the soft plane of her stomach, until I was settled between her thighs.
I paused there, nose inches from her sex, and inhaled. The scent from her well-fucked hole was intoxicating.
I stretched my tongue out tentatively at first, tracing the outer edges of her swollen lips. I groaned low in my throat and licked again, slower, parting her folds with the flat of my tongue.
Then deeper. I dipped inside her, tasting the slick heat where he had stretched and filled her. Every lap brought me deeper into her used pussy. Before I knew it I was devouring her, licking as deep as my tongue could reach, swirling, sucking gently at her clit, then plunging back inside with insatiable hunger. Kaia’s fingers threaded lovingly through my hair, holding me there as soft moans spilled from her lips.
“Baby…” she breathed, hips lifting slightly to meet my mouth. “Yes… just like that…”
I couldn’t get enough. The flavor, the warmth, the scent…all an intoxicating drug. I changed positions, guiding her to straddle my face. She settled over me, knees on the sides of my head, her used pussy pressing down against my mouth.
I gripped her hips and pulled her closer, tongue spearing deep again, licking every inch I could reach. She rocked gently at first, then with more need, grinding against my face. I was so lost in the act of worshiping her pussy that had just been used by another man.
Finally she eased off, breathless and trembling, and lay back on the pillows. I climbed over her, cock throbbing painfully hard. I slid inside her. She was molten, hot, slick, and stretched wide from Jay’s thick cock.
She wrapped her long legs around my waist, heels digging into my lower back, pulling me in tight. Her arms circled my neck as I began to move, slow at first, savoring every inch of her used warmth, then faster, harder, chasing the release that had been building since the moment she left.
“I love you,” she whispered against my mouth between kisses.
I kissed her fiercely, swallowing her words, thrusting deep as my own climax built. She clenched around me, still sensitive, still slick, and that was all it took. I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, spilling deep inside her, claiming my wife in the most primal, loving way.
We collapsed together, breathing ragged. She nuzzled into my neck, pressing soft kisses there as I held her close. Eventually we fell asleep, entwined, skin to skin, happy and deeply in love with her head on my chest, my arms wrapped around the woman I just couldn’t get enough of.