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Fidelity Ch 01

Date: 9/24/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: timojen, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

forgive me. But I couldn’t shake the image, the sensation, of being thrown over the couch and sodomized either. “Were there any others?” I could barely hear his voice. “No.” My eyes watered and my heart broke a little, at the sadness in his voice. “Oh, God, Matthew, I’m sorry. I love you. I just...” “Shh,” he said. I blinked the last of the tears out of my eyes. I felt raw and open and so alive. Matthew’s emotions were hidden, his face a blank slab of concrete. He stood up in front of me with his back to the windows and opened his robe, then pushed down his boxers letting his cock spring out. My pussy ached at the sight of his large straight beautiful cock swaying in front of me. “ Umm ,” I said, looking aside, out the window into our neighbors’ back yards. Matthew didn’t seem to care if anyone saw. Instead, he pumped his cock at me with one hand while he pushed down on my shoulder with the other. I got the hint and slid out of the chair onto my knees. “Is Jimmy right?” “What?” “Do you like cum on your face?” he clarified. I looked at his cock then up at him, and shook my head demurely. “Not his.” I didn’t care for anything Jimmy did and the act didn’t do a thing for me. But for Matthew, I would revel in it. “Beg for it,” he said, sternly. “Please,” I said, softly. And then, right as he peaked, because I didn’t want to give in completely, I added, “Please, forgive me.” “ Ungh ! You bitch,” my husband grunted and splashed his first shot right on my tongue. I closed my eyes ... and mouth and flinched as he plastered my face for the first time. He sprayed me again. And then again. When he was done, I swallowed his first shot and opened my eyes, looking up at him. I felt humiliation and something else. Something between pride and relief. It’s hard to explain now and it was impossible to understand my feelings, at least those feelings, at that moment. He pushed his gorgeous head against my lips. I parted them and took him into my mouth, sucking hard and stroking the underside with my tongue. He hissed appreciation and pulled out when it was too much to take. “You’re blocking the neighbors’ view,” I said. I meant it to be funny, to break the serious mood and maybe to remind him we’d never done it quite like that in the kitchen. Matthew didn’t get the humor. He growled and grabbed me by the scruff of the neck, pulling me roughly to my feet. My robe fell open as I arched my back and stood on tippy toes to keep my hair from being pulled out by the roots. “ Ow ,” I whined. “You’re right,” he said, ignoring my pain. He ripped my robe off with his free hand before shoving me toward the table. “Let’s be sure they see everything.” I tripped and fell forward onto the round table. Throwing out a hand to arrest my fall, my palm slammed into the glass window, even as my hips and chest fell onto the table. Matthew’s plate and my empty mug of coffee crashed onto the ground. I heard some silverware clattering around, too. I pushed off the window to stand back up, but ...