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Sequel to my other story, read it here:
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Mike could feel his morning wood throbbing for attention as he opened his eyes to the sight of the morning sun peaking through the blinds. He looked over to his side and saw the curve of Sarah’s ass under the sheet as she lay facing away from him. Images of their date night flashed in his mind as his hand drifted to his cock. Fuck his hand felt good, but Sarah would feel better.
Mike rolled towards her and wrapped his arm over her hip, his hand running across her flat stomach. Sarah sighed gently as she felt his touch and then wiggled her ass when she felt his hardon settling between her cheeks. “Mmmm, someone must’ve been dreaming about last night,” she purred. Mike’s hand ran across her ass before sliding between her legs from behind. “I didn’t get a chance to reclaim you last night, just trying to make up for lost time,” he replied. His fingers slid between her pussy lips and she was absolutely soaked, ‘Guess I’m not the only one thinking about last night,’ he thought to himself.
“Oh baby, you don’t have to reclaim me, I’m always yours,” she cooed.
“I know, I just always want to mark my territory.”
Sarah laughed as she looked back at him, “Baby, my pussy belongs to you, but it’s not your territory. You’re like the landlord and Chris is the tenant. It’s his territory.”
Her comment should’ve hurt Mike’s feelings, and to be honest it kind of did, but it also made his cock throb harder. He didn’t bother replying, he just lined his cock up with her dripping hole and shoved himself in to the hilt.
“Oh, is this you trying to take his pussy back?” Sarah teased. Mike started to pump in and out of her pussy, pulling back slowly then slamming himself all the way in. Sarah stayed laying on her left hip, but twisted her upper body so have could look back at him. As she twisted, the sheet pulled off her left titty. Mike threw the sheet off them as he reached up to grab her, his fingers flicking back and forth across her nipple. Fuck she was hot. Mike took in the sight of his 5’4” wife, her smooth tan skin accented by the piercings in her nipples that topped her D cup tits, the curve of her ass accentuated by the narrow waist she’d earned through countless hours in the gym.
Mike picked up his pace and was rewarded by Sarah arching her back. He knew from experience that meant he was starting to hit the right spots. Sarah smiled at him and closed her eyes as Mike pumped away trying to make her cum. “Mmmm.” It was more of a hum than a moan, but Mike took it as a good sign anyway. Sarah lifted her top leg a little and slid a hand between her legs, her fingers finding her clit. Mike could feel his orgasm building, ‘I just have to hold out until she cums,’ he thought. He gripped her hips tighter and gave her pussy every one of his 6 inches, he could feel her hand moving faster as she rubbed her clit and then he heard it. Sarah quietly, softly, sighed and then opened her eyes as she smiled at Mike. “Did you cum?!” he asked. “Mm-hmm,” she said. “See, Chris isn’t the only one who can make you cum.” Sarah laughed out loud at that, “No, you’re right baby, but like everything else with him, the orgasms he gives me are bigger and better.”
That comment made Mike furious and made his dick even harder. Mike kept fucking her as hard as he could, ‘I’ll show her bigger and better,’ he thought. It only took about three pumps before he had to stop or he was going to cum. Sarah watched him with an amused look on her face, it didn’t take a mind reader to realize what was happening. “Baby, why are you stopping? Were you trying to make me cum like Chris does?” She pulled her legs up and rolled all the way onto her back, “Go ahead baby, fuck me like Chris does. Oooh, make me squirt like Chris.” Mike was grateful that he’d managed to stop before he came to quick and he was determined to fuck the shit out of his wife. Mike got up and slid between Sarah’s thighs, pointing his dick at her bare pussy and sliding back in. “Oh yeah, that’s it baby, give me your dick.” Sarah’s words came out flat, like a bad porn actress phoning in her lines. Even as he started pounding his wife’s pussy, Mike felt his cheeks burning with shame that his wife was seemingly faking her enthusiasm.
More embarrassingly, it turned him on and he was on the verge of cumming again and had to abruptly stop. Sarah giggled, “What’s wrong baby?” Mike didn’t say anything, he just tried fucking her again but only lasted two pumps before he had to stop again. Sarah just gave him a smug smile as he struggled not to cum. Mike started fucking her slowly this time, Sarah immediately began to giggle at his inadequacy. It was working though and he got five pumps in before Sarah’s voice brought him out of his please-don’t-cum mantra, “Baby, it’s ok, you can cum. Chris gave me more than enough to last the weekend, I don’t need you to make me cum.” Mike groaned and slowed his pace even further. Sarah giggled again, “Oh baby, that makes it harder not to cum doesn’t it? My little cuck can’t fuck me like a real man, but that shit turns you on too.” Mike’s pace slowed more. “Why don’t you try to pretend you’ve got the kind of cock that actually gets me off. Pretend your dick is big enough to stretch me, big enough for me to feel it at least.”
Mike’s thrusting slowed to a crawl. “I can’t decide if your dick is small or if Chris’s is just huge…either way I need more than you can provide.” Mike stopped and just held his dick inside her tight pussy, fuck it was warm and wet. Sarah kept smiling at him, not breaking eye contact at any point, “His fat cock feels so good when he fucks me. I can feel every vein, every ridge, as he stretches my pussy. It’s so good it makes me feel like I’d do anything for it, like I NEED it.” Mike’s dick twitched inside her. “I bet you’re thinking about his cock stuffed in my cunt last night. Stretching me, making me squirt, making me call him Daddy. When was the last time I called you Daddy?”
Mike pulled his dick out of her pussy and gripped his cock like he was trying to pinch off a hose. “Maybe you’re thinking about when he had his cock shoved down your throat, using you like a cock sleeve to warm him up to fuck YOUR wife.” Mike grunted, sweat beading on his forehead. Sarah’s face got serious, “I know what you’re thinking about. You’re thinking about your close-up view of my pussy lips wrapped around his cock while you sucked on my clit. How did his cock look when he pulled it out? When my pussy lips tried to pull it back in? What was it like to watch his massive cock blast my pussy with rope after rope of his thick cum?” Mike shouted, “Oh FUCK,” as he pointed his dick at Sarah’s pussy. ‘If she’s gonna make me cum, at least I can cum on her like Chris did,’ he thought. Sarah saw what he was doing, “Fuck no, you better cum in your hand cucky!” Mike wasn’t quick enough to get his other hand under his cock and his first surge of cum dribble out onto the sheets. He caught the rest in his hand.
Sarah’s hand went to her pussy and she began rubbing her clit fast, “Eat your cum cuck, ungh, lick it up.” Mike had been so focused on not cumming that he hadn’t noticed how turned on Sarah had gotten tormenting him. Her legs spread, knees pulled back, he could see how wet her pussy was. Her nipples were hard, pointing straight up as she used her other hand to play with them. Mike started licking his hand, slurping up his load. “Oh fuck, yes!” Sarah screamed, “The sheet! Clean up your cum from the sheet!” Mike thought cleanliness was sort of a weird thing to get turned on by, but he didn’t want to disappoint her, so he lowered his head to the bed and started to lick up his cum as Sarah’s hand turned into a blur across her clit. “YESYESYESYESYES!” Sarah screamed out as she squirted directly into Mike’s face. Sarah’s body twitched and spasmed as she felt the aftershocks of her orgasm and Mike wiped his face with his hand.
As she caught her breath and sat up Mike turned to her, “You could have just let me finish fucking you, you know.” Sarah laughed, “Mike, are you really telling me that you didn’t cum harder than you would have if I let you finish in me? Are you really saying that you hated that so much that you came when you weren’t even in my pussy?”
“I’m just saying it doesn’t always have to be about Chris.” Mike replied.
Sarah’s face softened into a gentle smile, “You’re right, it doesn’t always have to be about Chris, but it will always have to be about the fat cock you do not have. There will be different bulls, but it will always be about the fucking I get from them, and never about your dick that can’t get it done. Mike, you’re a cuck. You love this, maybe even more than I love Chris’s giant cock. It’s kind of cute what a little cuck bitch you are in the bedroom, but stop complaining about getting exactly what you need. You’re a cuck, just be you.”
Mike sat on the bed, defeated. ‘Fuck she’s a mean bitch,’ he thought. ‘I fucking love it and it’s making my dick hard, but fuck.’ Mike instinctively let his hand drop to his dick that was, in fact, getting hard again.
Sarah looked down at his hand and laughed, “See! Good cuck.”
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