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Wife Writing: Dripping Wet

Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Buz, Rating: 29, Source: LushStories

I grabbed her by the face and pinched her lips together. “That mouth belongs to me, it sucks only my dick, goddammit!” Kayla’s eyes sparkled wildly and her breathing heaved as she kept stroking my cock through my pants. “Your pussy belongs to me, bitch!” With one swoop, I stood up, easily picking her up in my arms. I then tossed her over my shoulder and headed down the hall for the bedroom. “Are you gonna fuck me?” she giggled. With my free hand I reached up inside her skirt and yanked her little thong panties down to her knees. “I’ll do whatever the fuck I want with you, slut,” I stated as I carried her down the hallway. “Oh, Mr. Macho, huh?” “I’ll show you some goddamn macho.” She laughed. “I’m countin’ on it.” I carried Kayla into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed. Immediately, I jerked her panties the rest of the way off, tossed them back over my shoulder across the room and they landed on a lamp shade on the dresser. “You did it again.” She laughed. Kayla spread her legs wide before me. Her pussy lips were already glistening wet. “Is this what you want, Jason?” “What?” “My pussy.” “Yeah, I’m gonna take that pussy, that mouth, those tits, that ass,” I stood before her unzipping my trousers, “I’m taking it all.” Kayla’s wide spread legs fanned in and out as she lay back on her elbows on the bed. I reached down and smacked her pussy with the back of my hand. “Oooh!” she screamed and sucked her lower lip into a surprised girlie smile. “Are you asking?” “Hell fucking ... no,” I demanded, “you taunting me with those fucking videos — your stuff is mine, I’m the fucking boss.” She eagerly pulled her blouse off and tossed it to the side. Her round, firm titties heaved with anticipation. I pulled my legs free from my pants and tossed my boxer shorts at Kayla’s face. They landed on her head. “Sniff those why don’t ya?” She giggled as she took the boxers in her hand and sniffed them. “Mmmm, they smell like your cock.” I dropped my shirt to the floor and pulled my socks off. With an impish grin spread across her lips, Kayla lay on the bed watching me. “Why don’t you go get that box?” “Box?” “With the videos, asshole!” She looked at me dropping her jaw, “Duh!” “I ain’t your doofus and I don’t need to see those fuckin’ videos.” “Well, maybe I’m not in the mood.” She haughtily tossed her head to the side, flinging her hair. I laughed. “What?” she exclaimed. “Not in the goddamn mood – my ass.” I pointed at her spread legs fanning in and out. “You want my cock so bad, I could make you beg.” “No way, no - fuckin’ - way!” I stepped forward, my knees against the bed, grabbed Kayla’s legs and forcefully pulled her toward me. She was then sitting on the edge of the bed. Grabbing her head by her hair, I pulled her face to my crotch. “Beg, bitch!” Still holding her head tight, I grabbed my semi-erect cock with my other hand and wiggled it in front of her nose. “Look at my cock and beg.” Kayla looked up at me, her deep brown eyes, giving off a puppy dog look. “Can ...