1. Always Faithful - Chapter Thirty-Three


    Date: 1/2/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: BobNbobbi, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    his fat cockhead stretched her throat. Greg screamed joy, “Damn bitch, you cocksucker, get it all, keep sucking like that till I cum.” Laura sucked as if to swallow him whole. Greg exploded his cum straight into her stomach. As he pulled cock away, Laura stayed on her knees smiling and drawing deep breaths to fill her lungs. “Turn around, let me kiss you back here and get you hard again.” Greg gave his ass and was rewarded with searing kisses and a rapid revival of his erection. “Fuck my mouth one more time, deep stroke into me until you cum again. I want my mouth to be your special cunt this time. Use my mouth Baby, use my mouth like a cheap whore.” “Let your dress down; I want your tits too.” Tits became hand grips. Cock pushed inexorably toward throat and beyond. Laura’s mouth stretched wide; her tongue slapped underneath cock encouraging deeper penetration Greg’s wiry hairs brushed her lips before cock withdrew until just the tip was at Laura’s lips. Slap, slap, slap, the sound of cock slapping red lips was audible. “I am ready to fuck your face; I am not going to stop until I cum.” Laura opened her mouth, and Greg flexed his hips forward. Cock advanced and then pulled back; his rhythm began slow but gradually picked up speed. Strong hands squeezed breasts tight, and cock began to thrust faster and faster. Finally Greg screamed loud enough for both as his orgasm invaded his brain, emptied his balls, and screamed pleasure from his lungs. At finale, Greg held Laura’s head ...
    close and made a vain effort to force himself deeper than he had cock. Laura collapsed at her lover’s feet. Greg stood above; a nude, fucked out, angry statue of male soldier victorious in combat. Finally Laura looked up and smiled. Greg was not through. “I need to rest for a few minutes. I want you again.” “My body is yours.” “Did you tell Dan you would be home?” “Tomorrow, or the next day, when neither of us can fuck any longer.” > > > > - - Dan found Laura in their bed two days later when he returned from work. His wife was sleeping nude with a contented smile. She was very obviously fucked out. Dan could see bites and bruises on her upper body; he was sure the sheet covered many more. He smiled at the scene, pulled her covers to her neck, and walked with a lilt in his step to the den. Seven months of hell seemed to be over and his Baby was home. Vodka tonic beside him and ESPN on TV, Dan read work papers out of his briefcase; at 9:30 Laura finally rose and joined her husband in the den. She wore a short robe Dan kept in the closet for Artsy. Dan got a quick thank you kiss for letting her sleep, and then Laura fixed a snack and drink before returning to the den. She gobbled her snack, “I am famished; this is the most I have eaten in the last three days. I am home. If those papers are important, I’ll just sit here and watch you.” Dan put papers aside, “Just work reading, not nearly as important as having you here. I’ll bet you have eaten some, at least swallowed some.” Laura ...