The Trouble with Three Husbands (Daughters of Venus 1)

My head lifted and crashed down again against his shoulder.

“I can’t,” I cried out a little louder than I wanted to. “I can’t do that. You have to do it right or it won’t work. You have to ask for me properly.”

“Just tell me how,” he said.

I couldn’t think straight let alone give the man the instructions for properly asking for my hand. I knew it would surely be frowned upon for me to consider taking a fourth husband. It was nearly forbidden. But I didn’t care. I wanted this man. I wanted my one night a week with him. And I wanted it now.

“Just shut up,” I told him. “I’ll tell you later.”

“I haven’t been with a woman in a long time,” he said. “Is it…is it okay if I come?”

With his fingers slamming into me, I don’t think I could have told him no if he asked if the earth was flat.

“Yes. Do it. Come.”

I hadn’t realized his cock was up underneath my dress until I felt him shoot his warm cum against my stomach. It hit me just above the belly button and I loved it. I kept stroking his cock, his cum providing a lubrication that made the task easier.

“Lauren, oh shit Lauren. Ohh…”

His cum erupted up onto my knuckles and over the back of my hand but I kept jerking him, feeling

his cock pulsate with each spurt, wishing I’d had him in my mouth. I kissed him hard as he finished.

I used his towel to wipe off my hand and stomach.

“You’ll need another shower,” I said.

“Tell me how to make this right,” he said.

So I did.

I rushed home after, not stopping to talk to anyone or partake in small town gossip. I just wanted to get to the shower before anyone noticed anything was wrong. Once there, I stood beneath the warm spray and washed off. There, leaned back against the wall, with the hot stream washing over me, I fingered myself with thoughts of Pike inside me and I knew, without a doubt, that when Alé got home from work I was going to fuck the shit out of him.

I was lying naked in Alejandro’s bed, just staring up at the ceiling, when I heard him enter through the kitchen door. I knew each sound Alé made. This wasn’t the first time I’d waited for him to return from his shift. First was the unbuckling of his gun belt and the rattle of it being placed on the kitchen table. Then the squeak of the refrigerator door, the sloshing of the water pitcher, and the pouring of it into a glass.

I was still so fucking horny from my encounter with Pike earlier that day and only Alé could pound it out of me. I needed to be reminded of what I had here at home.

I crawled over to the foot of the bed and turned my back to the door, right at the edge of the mattress. On my knees, I leaned forward and put my face into the pillow as I lifted my rear, propping my pussy up in the air. Alé would see me raised up in position as soon as he entered.

The crisp mountain air drifted through the window and a chill ran through me. My nipples went fully erect.

And the door opened.

I could see the silhouette of Ale’s big frame on the wall in front of me. He was standing behind me, taking in the sight. I heard him chuckle.

“Well…what is this?” he asked.

“I need you, Alé,” I said. “I need you right now.”

“I’ve been waiting all day for this,” he said. “Just let me take a shower real quick.”

“No!” I said way louder than I meant to. It was practically a shout. “I don’t want you to shower. I just want you to take me. Take me right now.”

That was all the coaxing he needed. His silhouette disappeared as he closed and locked the bedroom door. I waited patiently as he unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor.

The waiting and longing for him was driving me mad. My pussy throbbed to the point I thought I might pee myself. I just wanted to feel him. I was sopping wet and aching for him.

I expected to feel the head of his dick but that’s not what entered me.