She was still so into me, even after ten years of marriage, and she quickly wrenched the apron from my hands, lifting it over her head and leaving herself absolutely bare. She was full figured, with a nice nip in her waist and a full ass. She was a sexy woman that knew just what I liked, and her hands were already working my belt open as soon as the apron was tossed aside.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
I reached down and cupped her breast, lifting that heavy mound up to fondle and squeeze as my other arm reached down over her pubic mound to test her slit. I wanted to see just how damn wet she was for me. And the answer: very fucking wet.
“Oh yeah?” I said, and I would’ve liked to say the same to her, but who’re we kidding here? My wife would see through that in an instant. I’d fucked a beauty queen twice that day and was set to do her a third time. I’m not a saint of monogamous love, we both know that.
Besides, that look in her eyes? She didn’t want me to lie to her. It was the truth that had gotten her this worked up. Those dirty thoughts worming their way through her skull, the knowledge that her husband was fucking another woman.
And hell, maybe the money was enough to assuage her guilt over enjoying it as much as she was. But her fingers worked down my zipper and removed my cock from my boxers, and we both knew she could still feel the other woman’s stickiness there. Smell it so thick in the air.
Yet still, my wife lowered herself to her knees and brought her mouth to the bottom of my shaft and licked.
I watched her get down before me with such excitement, I couldn’t help it. Every time she sucked my cock it was special, this time especially so. It was a special act of submission, not like it was all the times before, where she merely put herself towards my pleasure selflessly, but did so while paying homage to the fact I got to fuck another woman on the side too. It was a more complete submission out of my wife, and I relished it.
“My good girl,” I cooed to her, reaching down and stroking her hair with one hand, cupping her cheek with the other.
She moved into that touch with such appreciation, but never did she forget her real reason for being down there. Her lips worked along my excited, throbbing veins and hummed into them, before going full on animalistic against me.
That taste of the other woman must have sent her on a ravenous spell, because she utterly impaled herself on my cock, repressing a gag as her tongue swiped along the underside of my dick and then pulled her way up again to swallow that taste into her stomach.
I couldn’t help but groan from that deep treatment, and I rocked my hips, helping nudge my thick cock down her throat a little further. I petted her fondly, adoring that sweet attention she was giving me.
“Oh fuck baby,” I moaned out the words, letting my eyes shut after taking an eyeful of her sucking off my dick. “Even after today, you know exactly how to get your man nice and hard for you,” I said appreciatively, rocking my cock into her mouth as it throbbed.
The way her head bobbed with such skill. It’d been a while since she last gave me a nice blow job, but she certa
inly hadn’t lost any of her skills. Her form was perfection, and the way her perky ass stuck out behind her was just another treat.
Once again I couldn’t restrain those moans, the way she worked my dick, the patter of flesh as my balls struck her chin. It was delightful, and I shuddered all over before reaching down and grasped up a bundle of her long hair and helped use it to guide her mouth quicker.
“I’ve not had this much fun since I first set to blowing my loads in your cunt and knocking you up,” I said in a low, rumbly voice.
It was a risky thing to say to someone’s wife, but not mine. She was practically purring against my dick, her legs spreading wider as her arousal grew and her fingers went to play with my sac. Twice I’d cum today, and I was feeling the effects of it, but she was so gentle and loving in her touch.
I knew I should’ve saved myself for Marisa, but with my wife suckling at my prick so expertly, and seeing her give herself up to me so beautifully submissively, I just didn’t wanna hold back.
“Wish I could plant another one in you too,” I blurted out as my cock throbbed in her mouth. I don’t know what I was thinking, probably not thinking at all. Just acting on pure instinct. And my instinct had me in the mood to breed. The beauty queen next door. My wife. Any lovely woman I could get my dick into, I wanted to breed her.
She rolled my sac between her thumb and index finger, gripping me with just the right amount of firmness as her spit began to run down my length and drip onto my balls. Her tongue reached out further, but she wasn’t able to take me in all the way, not without gagging.
My head rolled on back and I let loose such a deep moan. Nobody worked my dick like my wife. Nobody. She was a fucking pro at working those balls with fingers and tongue, and my knees shook from the satisfaction of it.
“C’mere,” I said, tugging her mouth off my dick to let its glistening length rest against her face, up over her cheek and nose. “Fuck Marisa, this next load belongs in your pussy,” I said down to her.
She pulled herself off me with such reluctance. She loved that taste of my spent cock, her lips fuller from sucking me, but she stood obediently. Always so obedient.
Well, until she spoke again.
“Ever since Marisa and Oliver were over... It made me start thinking and,” she leaned upwards, pressing her naked body to my half clothed one. “I haven’t taken my pill since.”
That news should’ve bothered me, because I didn’t want another kid. Not rationally. But then and there, amid all the heat of breeding my neighbour’s wife? I wanted to bust my nut in my wife’s womb and make her carry my third child more than anything.
I grasped her tightly, wrapping my one arm around her tightly, then reaching up and squeezing her breast with the other.
“Good,” I said nice and hard. “I haven’t bred you enough all these years,” and I absolutely fucking meant it.
I pulled her along over towards the sofa before I fell back onto its plush surface.