1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 23


    Date: 5/15/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 34, Source: LushStories

    treating her more roughly, by far, than I usually did, but I had the sense that she wouldn’t have minded even harsher treatment. Whatever the case, she came again, violently, her fingernails digging into my back and shoulders as she crushed herself to me, her head dropping forward so that she could bite my neck. We went on this way for several more minutes, my own staying power enhanced by our activities of the previous evening, each of us seemingly trying to punish the other through our aggressive coupling. She came a couple more times before I felt my own orgasm begin its rush to fruition, and when I cried out and exploded inside of her she came once again. Our bodies strained against each other, our pelvises locked together so that we could both enjoy the sensation of my cock spasming and pumping deep within her. As it ended, as our orgasms peaked, passed and faded, she collapsed on top of me, burying her face in my neck. She was the first to catch her breath, and thus the first to speak. “Holy fuck!” I snorted weakly. “Couldn’t have said it better myself.” “That was some crazy, wild, monkey sex. What got into you?” I nuzzled her, and she shuddered at the sensation, all of her nerve endings still abuzz. “You did… or, rather, I got into you, and then you got into me. In my head, I mean; you were pushing me, wanting me to take you,” I paused as I leaned back to look at her, and then went on, “and so I just did, I guess. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Her face again buried in my ...
    neck, she spoke in a near-whisper. “No. You’d never hurt me, I know that. I trust you completely, which is why I feel safe cutting loose with you.” “So you kind of like that, huh? The whole caveman-sex thing, where you just get sort of dominated and taken? I didn’t know, sweetheart.” She laughed softly, but kept her face hidden. I could sense that she was maybe a little embarrassed admitting to this little kink, and found it slightly easier to reveal if we weren’t looking at each other. “Neither did I… or, more accurately, I’d forgotten.” I waited for her to elaborate, but when she didn’t I had to ask. She’d opened the door, and I wanted to know what was behind it. “Can I ask you what that means? And if you don’t want to tell me, it’s okay.” She kept her face buried in my neck, her lithe body pressed against me. Her hips were making tiny, subtle movements as she enjoyed the sensation of my cock, still mostly erect, inside of her. “It’s just…“ she paused, and then continued, “… it’s just that you’re always so sensitive and gentle with me. You’re an amazing lover – I could never ask for anyone that would treat me better, or be more generous in making love – but sometimes I just want to get fucked. Does that make sense?” I nuzzled her neck as I shifted slightly, which allowed me to move slightly deeper into her. “Yeah, I guess it does. But we do have quickies sometimes – isn’t that kind of, um, down and dirty, like you’re talking about?” She laughed as she leaned back and looked ...
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