Page 62 of Guilty as Sin

Wrapping her hair around my hand, I guide her forward as she takes me deep in her mouth. With her soft, wet tongue, she strokes the underside of my cock. The sensation of it makes even more precum bead on my tip, and I imagine it smearing along the roof of her mouth as she takes me as deep as she can.

When I hit the back of her throat, she gags. She gives a small cough, but then she’s back at it, doing her best to swallow my thick cock. Such a good girl. With one hand wrapped in her hair, I slide my other hand to the back of her head, holding her in place as I push myself into her throat. She whimpers.

“Swallow it, baby,” I tell her. “Relax your throat.”

Tears stream from her closed eyes, but she does as I say. When she relaxes her throat, I shove myself as deep as I can, thrusting my hips forward as she gags on me. Gripping her hair tight, I fuck my wife’s hot mouth. God, what a sight. Fiery, defiant Cora, on her knees and taking it.

She’ll deserve another reward for this.

With every pump of my hips, her lips reach all the way to my base. The muscles of her throat tighten, squeezing the head of my cock, and fuck. It takes all of my willpower not to come straight down her throat.

I pull her by the hair to give her a breather. Before my cock can slide out of her mouth, she catches me in her warm palm, stroking me even as she’s gasping for air.

“So fucking good,” I murmur.

I use her hair to pull her to her feet. It’s a reminder of who’s in control, and who’s at my mercy. When I let go, she staggers a little, so I grab her by the waist and pull us both backward onto the table.

She’s still panting hard as she lands on top of me. Her breasts heave so beautifully that I don’t mind giving her more time to recover. Lying on my back, I guide her thighs apart so she’s straddling me, and I feel her wet pussy against my abs. I can’t wait to bury my cock inside her, but first things first.

“Such a good girl,” I tell her. “Are you ready for your reward?”

Her glazed eyes go wide, and she bites her bottom lip. Her entire mouth is chafed red from my cock, reminding me that she is mine. Her mouth, her pussy, her ass, all mine to do with as I please.

“Sit on my face,” I instruct.

And even though she’s still panting a little bit, she scrambles to obey. As she crawls up my body, I fondle her every curve. Then I reward us both by burying my face in her sweet cunt.

With my wife’s soft thighs around my ears, I’m in heaven. I lap at her pussy as she starts to moan. It’s a ragged moan, huskier than normal, already overwhelmed by the pleasure I’ve given her. I remember her audacity when she challenged my stamina. It makes me want to challenge hers, punishment and reward in one. Her clit must be sensitive to the point of pain, but we both know that’s what she loves. When I nibble on her swollen bud, she screams.

I bite slightly harder, then deliver a sharp smack on her ass. She screams again, this time falling forward, catching herself on the table. She starts to say something, but I spank her again, and her words become sobs of pleasure. I keep slapping her ass, all the while sucking and nibbling on her clit until her thighs tighten around my ears.

When she cries out, I shove two fingers into her pussy to feel her clench hard as she comes. She cries out incoherently as I keep sucking on her clit, not letting up until I count at least three aftershocks spasm through her. Even after I give her bud a final lick, I keep pumping my fingers in her pussy, making sure she stays nice and ready for me.

“Are my fingers enough for you?” I ask.

She doesn’t answer right away, so I give her ass a brutal slap. The punishing kind.

“No,” she says, breathless.

I pull out my fingers and wait. My cock is throbbing, but I’ll wait all night if I have to.

“I need your cock, Brady,” she sobs. “Please.”

“Ride it, then.”

She’s wobbly but determined as she moves to follow my instructions. My resilient Cora. I grip her waist to help steady her. She positions me beneath her needy pussy, then lowers herself down onto my cock.

Fuck, she’s so goddamn tight. She whimpers, but she doesn’t stop. The sight of her impaling herself on me is so perfect I curse out loud. I let her get all the way down, using the slow pace she likes.

Then it’s my turn.

With my cock buried inside her, I grab her hips and thrust up into her even deeper. She screams and collapses forward, bracing her hands to either side of my head. It puts her magnificent tits right in my face. I lift my head to bite one nipple, then the other, hard enough to make her pussy tighten around me.

As she cries out, I lie back to admire the sight of her enjoying my cock. I slow the pace of my thrusts, drawing out our pleasure. When I slow to a halt, Cora blinks down at me in a daze.

“Br—”

I slam into her so hard her tits swing into my face. It’s captivating, mesmerizing. I thrust more forcefully each time, just to watch them as her moans get louder. Grinning to myself, I slap her ass to make her pussy spasm.