1. Best Wife Ever: 12 Days of Christmas


    Date: 1/22/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Wife, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

    my dominance, I took the food from the girl and ordered, “Slut, I told you to slow down.” The brunette gasped a second time and turned around to grab the drinks. My wife obeyed again and when the brunette handed me our drinks I said, “You know, a good slut is hard to train,” and pulled away, leaving the brunette with her mouth dropped wide open like a Bugs Bunny cartoon. I pulled into an open stall and said, “Now make me come, baby.” Instantly she returned to her determined accelerated cocksucking and within two minutes I was releasing a powerful stream of cum down her wanton throat. Once she had finished cleansing my cock, she returned to her seat and opened the McDonald’s bag, as if nothing happened. She popped a fry in her mouth and teased, “Hmmm, cum and fries, delicious.” Deciding to test her theory, I took a fry, opened her legs, lifted up her skirt and slid the fry up her still glistening pussy lips. I popped it into my mouth and agreed, “I concur.” She exploded in laughter and I followed. We ate the rest of our fatty meals before both agreeing we needed a bathroom break. I pulled out and we hit a gas station further down the road, not wanting anyone to make the correlation between the cocksucking slut in the car and my wife. Before she got out of the car, she opened her legs one last time and pulled out the surprisingly large egg that had been inside her for a couple of hours. My wife smiled and handed me the sticky toy that was inside her. “Clean it for me, ...
    baby.” Without hesitation, I licked the toy clean of her juices. She smiled, “You are so pussy-whipped.” “And you are such a slut,” I countered. She slapped my leg, taking the toy back, before responding demurely, “Your slut baby. I will always be your slut.” She kissed me quickly and got out of the car. I followed, again thinking the obvious thought, “I am the luckiest man in the world.” That night, at my family’s, she behaved like the sweet, loving wife she is. It wasn’t until we were in bed, close to midnight, that she said, “One more day in the 12 Days of Sexmas.” “So it is,” I said, my voice unable to hide the disappointment. “And I have saved the best for last,” she teased, rubbing my cock. “You have?” I asked, unable to even guess what she could possibly have left, especially at my parents’ house. “Oh,” she teased, rubbing my cock fast through my pyjamas, “you have no fucking idea.” I moved my hand to her pussy and she slapped it away. “Oh...all good things come to those that wait, baby.” She quit touching my cock and turned over, before adding, “Good night, baby.” “You bitch,” I responded, realizing she was leaving me high and hard. “And you love it,” she closed. I closed my eyes knowing I indeed did love it...I loved everything about her. I tossed and turned for a bit wondering what my beautiful bride could possibly have in store for me tomorrow. 12. THE TWELFTH DAY OF SEXMAS...Sunday December 25th, 2011 My family has a Christmas tradition every since I was a kid. Open ...
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