1. Images Of Sin


    Date: 8/5/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: Coco, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    husband stood wordless and slack bodied, distorting the precious view. I needed to focus on him, and not on the images that awakened every nerve ending in my body. “What?” I managed in between deep breaths, “What did you say?” He turned; his anger barely restrained, and spoke in a tightly controlled voice. “Did you? Did he have what is clearly mine?” He towered over me, but that didn’t stop me from playing with my pussy. “No!” I stood and did my best to regain control of myself and the misunderstanding. John grabbed my hair. “You better talk, woman! And damn it, stop playing with your pussy, I smell you...Fuck!” I stopped. “Let me go!” “No! What the fuck? Talk, woman…talk now!” “There is no man, he is a she. Now let me go,” my voice shook. “Did she have what is mine?” His grip tightened on my hair, his body overpowered mine and I found myself being forced against the wall. John shoved his fingers into me. “I said, did she have what is mine?” My pussy leaked onto his fingers. “Fuck…yeah, she did!” I pressed down and fucked his fingers while I watched shock fill his eyes. “Do you want to know,” I took a deep pull of air, “how good it felt?” I felt his reaction, his plump dick twitched against my leg. “Tell me,” he said as he lifted me onto his lengthening muscle. “Her body is exquisite; long legs…she wrapped them around me and I felt her sticky wetness on my skin.” I bit his ear in between words. “Her mouth is…ahh…sinful.” John bounced me on his dick. “Fuck me! Fuck, woman! ...
    Tell me more,” he said while pulsing deep inside my squelching folds. “69 on the beach, mmm, at midnight.” I couldn’t breathe. He fucked the breath from my body. “She tastes like warm honey.” John plunged into me ferociously; over and over again I felt the onslaught of his sex as it rammed my tight pussy. I mumbled, “Fuck me…oh damn…Fuck me, harder!” He threw me onto the bed, shoved my legs wide, and plunged deep once again. I felt his thickness shock my system, my heart ached as I thought of my infidelity, but yet my pussy wept for him. I knew that he would take his frustrations out on my body, I welcomed it. John took his time torturing my pussy. Slow deep strokes filled my sex and quick shallow thrusts took my breath away. I felt his emotion as he plundered my sex; I felt his ownership of my traitorous pussy. He fucked me as he should, ruthlessly, without caring about my need. He climaxed thunderously. His body shook as the weight of his body rested on me. “Tell me about her, why did you give yourself to her?” “Her name’s Natalie, and honestly…I just don’t know.” Air cooled my feverish skin as he rolled off of me. I wanted his weight, I needed it. “Come back.” “No, and I don’t know is a cop out; I don’t do cop outs.” “Chemistry?” I struggled to form a complete thought. “She is everything I wanted in a woman, John.” “Beautiful?” he questioned. “More pretty than beautiful.” Again her image filled my brain. “Sexy?” “Incredibly sexy,” I answered. Another image of her sucking my ...
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