More blinks. Even as I return my fingers to her pussy so I can continue to fuck her. “You want to come on me?”
“So badly,” I tell her. “Please. I’m actually begging to.”
She licks her lips and glances down.
“Can I take my cock out and rub it against your pussy until we both come together? We can watch the other come. You can see all that you do to me. There‘s no one else here. It’s just us. More of our secrets. But you’re safe with me, and I want you.”
Her eyes flicker back up to mine. She still doesn’t get it, so I start to undo my pants. I pull out my throbbing cock that’s in so much pain I could come from one jerk.
“Do you see how hard I am? That’s from you. I look at you, and I get like this.”
I drag my cock up and down her soaking wet cunt, using it as her toy, getting us both to the next level. She’s so perfect, and her pussy holds me just right. I smell her everywhere, and I need to come. I need to thrust inside of her and come.
But she needs this more, and I force myself to focus on that. On her.
“It’s just for tonight,” I remind her. “Just my wedding present. Please, Skylar. Please. Baby, I need it. I need you. Show me how you come.”
The head of my cock rubs her clit, but I can’t hold off anymore. I’m dying, and it’s all from her.
“Fuck!” I moan loudly, despite my best efforts to stay quiet.
Except the greatest thing happens. She moves with me. Sheslides her pussy up and down as I slide in tandem against her. I use my hand and work her pussy and my cock, kissing her, nipping at her, telling her all the things that fill my head. I’m soaked in her wet heat, and nothing has ever felt better.
“Shit, sweetheart. I’m so close. Can you feel that?”
She nods against me, watching the lewd display of our bodies rubbing and grinding.
My free hand grips her waist, holding on for dear life as her thighs do the same with my hips. “Give it to me, Skylar. I have to have it. I’m dying. Please, come on me. Please be my good girl and come with me.”
A whimper slips past her lips, and that sound throws me over the edge. I come. Hard. Jets of white-hot cum coat her cunt, and the moment they do, her head falls back, and her eyes roll along with them. She grips the back of my head and holds me against her neck as she comes.
It’s not fake. It’s not a teasing joke.
My wife comes all over my cock while my cock comes all over her pussy. She grinds and rubs and rips and moans and pants. It’s the greatest moment of my life other than when my child was born, and that’s no exaggeration. I feel like a king. Like a triumphant warrior returning from battle.
I gave Skylar her first orgasm, and it only makes the one I’m having that much stronger.
I don’t know what I’m doing, but suddenly I’m pulling her off the counter and both of us down to the floor. I just want to hold her. I just want to feel her. But with that, her pussy somehow comes straight onto my dick. It wasn’t intentional. I didn’t mean to put her on me like this. I didn’t. But now I’m inside of her, filling her with my cum after I already came and she did too, and we’re both sensitive.
She glances down at me, and I glance up at her, and oh shit. I’m inside of her when I shouldn’t be. Butoh,does she feelgood. Like nothing has ever felt better than this. I just had those thoughts when I was rubbing my dick against her, but this is definitely better.
Even if this is not how I wanted it to happen for the first time. I’m not even hard, and how disappointing is that? Then again, give me two more seconds and I will be.
“What are you doing?”
I hold onto her hips, more than a little dazed but definitely still having thatoh shitmoment.
“Showing you how you’ll come the next time we do this. Since I got you to come this time and all.”
Yep. I’m an asshole.
She smacks my face. It’s not really a smack, but a swat, and then she’s climbing off me and running upstairs. My hands cover my face, and I blow out breath after breath into them. The urge to chase after her and beg for forgiveness is compelling.
But I had to do that. I would have wanted more. I would have followed her upstairs and into her bedroom and I would have fucked her in her bed followed by the shower. Then again in the morning and likely twice a day at least until she remembered she doesn’t like me and doesn’t want me and has a million reasons why I’m the wrong guy for her.
While I was busy falling in love with her.
Because I would have. I would have fallen in love with her in a second and then gotten my heart trampled again. Only it’d be worse this time because it’s Skylar.
