I’m inside mywife.“Do you dream about this when you’re in the shower? Do you think about what it would be like to be fucked by your husband? Because this is how I always imagined us. From the first time when it was just you and me in that cabin all those years ago. I would chop the wood, and you would go hunt down some terrifying beast. Then, I’d lick its blood off you before bearing you down to the forest floor to fuck you just as wild as you wanted to be fucked.”
She squeals, and her hands clench in my hair, fingernails digging in. With my every thrust, her hips rise to meet me.
“Do your finger yourself and know it will never be enough because it’s not my thick cock?” I thrust in again, and her legs wrap around my hips in a vice grip. Her hips jerk up against mefuriously, riding me from underneath as I fuck her. Showing me exactly how right I am.
“Now you’re going to show me just how pretty you are when you come for me.So, come,” I demand.
And she does, fingernails scratching down my back as her hips jerk up and down on my cock. I keep thrusting, watching her face as it scrunches and her pussy clenches so fucking tight around me.
I feel the tension in my spine threatening to burst, but I hold it back. Not yet. Not fucking yet.
She continues spasming around my cock, high-pitched squeals coming out of her mouth.
I grab her waist and readjust us so that I’m sitting on the seat, and she’s on my lap, facing me again like we were when she started riding me. Except we’re both naked now, and she’s impaled on my cock.
She’s a little limp on me, but I bite at her neck. “That was one.”
My thumb drops to her clit where I start rubbing circles, and her head pops up, eyes wide. I lick at the place I was just biting, and her breath hitches. I see her belly clench and unclench as I keep stroking her wet, swollen clit, round and then down against where my hard cock is seated so deep inside her.
She groans, eyes rolling back in her head.
I lift her by her hips and drop her on my cock, up and down, and she rolls her shoulders before putting one hand against the back of the seat behind my head so she can start riding me hard.
“That’s it,” I say, breathing hard myself now. “Give me another.”
She nods, eyes squeezed shut. I pinch her clit with one hand and her nipple with my other.
She howls out another release. I guess we’re gonna test just how soundproof that glass is because I don’t relent one bit.
“I’m gonna let you rest a little bit now,” I say, lifting her again and manhandling her until her knees are on the soft carpet of the limo floor and she’s bent at the waist, face down on the backseat. I’m grateful for the spacious floor of the limo as I climb on the carpet behind her.
She widens her legs for me, half crawling on the bench seat so I’ve got a good angle to fuck her.
“Good girl.” She moans and wiggles her ass at me.
I don’t even know where all the words out of my mouth are coming from, but god, it feels so good. So natural. I’m just following every greedy impulse I have in this moment. Impulses I didn’t even know I had.
So when I feel the instinct to slap her ass, I do it. She moans and jiggles her ass some more. I see her wetness leaking down her inner thigh. God, I want to lick it up. So I do.
I lean over and pull her ass cheeks apart so I’ve got better access to her pussy, and I start to suckle her there.Fuck. I’m finally tasting the source of that scent that’s tormented me for years.
My hard-on pulses painfully in the air as I bend her over even more so I can bury my face in her. I all but gnaw on her, my mouth closing hard on her pussy, tonguing at the blooming bulge of her clit.
Her ass and hips shake against my face as she howls her orgasm into the back seat. “Layden! Layden!” She cries my name as she keeps shaking, her pussy quivering in my mouth. I don’t let up, driving her up again, sucking her so hard just like I know she needs it.
“Lay—” she squeals. And then it’s just a high-pitched shriek. Higher and higher and higher until it becomes a noise only an animal could hear. She spasms and freezes, then spasms again until she’s shuddering in wild contractions against myface. Mashing her pussy against my mouth. Riding my face and demanding more.
She comes down from one orgasm only to head right back up the rollercoaster to another high. And then another.
A sudden beeping in the car has her banging the car seat and trying to twist away from me, but I keep tonguing her, wanting to give her just a little more. She takes it, shuddering so her pussy spasms wildly against my face before she finally drags herself away from me, reaching over the edge of the seat for her jeans. She pulls her phone out of it, her whole body shaking and covered in a sheen of sweat. She gasps as she thumbs at something on the phone that makes the beeping stop.
“What?” I ask, breathless myself.
Her eyes, dark and satiated, meet mine. “Ten-minute warning. We’re almost there. Your turn.”
“Oh. I, uh—” All the confidence I just had suddenly shrinks back to normal, Layden size. It feels like me and Phoenix in the car again. Yes, a naked, sex-drenched me and Phoenix, but still?—
The look in her eye tells me she’s no longer in a submissive mood. She shoves the hair that’s come out of her tie back with one hand, a dangerous look on her face as she smiles. “I’m going to milk you now. Because you fucking me like that wasn’t the only thing I fantasized about in the shower.”
