1. Always Give The Wife What She Wants


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Threesome, Wife, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 89, Source: sexstories.com

    sports car. Kim’s pussy responded with a flood of liquid, which my cock soon forced out of her, so that it trickled down her thighs. Fuck she was wet, and boy could you hear it. I yanked on her hair some more, fucking her as hard as I ever had any woman. “Aaaaaooooowwoooohhh!” Kim cried. “You’re a fucking beast! I’m loving it! Use my dirty cunt, you fucking animal!” By now I could only guess what Pete was making of events. If I’d actually bothered, but I was too intent on fucking his wife, forcing myself to go even faster, slamming into her so that flesh slapping mixed with the swamp that her tunnel had become. I rubbed fingers against the insides of her thighs, making sure they were coated with her own juices before reaching forward, twisting her head round with one hand and holding my fingers up to Kim’s gasping mouth with the other. “Taste them!” I commanded. “Suck on my fingers! Get a good taste of your dirty fucking cunt!” Kim complied, sucking and licking on my fingers as well as she could while the right hammering I was giving her forced a long, low growl from her. If I didn’t have an agreement with her to do the very thing she’d always wanted to do, I would have given her my load right there and then. Instead I pulled out and back, making sure to give her arse a hard smack as I did so. Kim turned round, hoisting herself up on the desk with legs spread wide. I caught a brief first glimpse of neat trim before it was half obscured by the woman’s arm as she plugged ...
    herself with two fingers. “Are there no takers for my slimy twat?” she said. And she wasn’t exaggerating. Boy could you hear that slime. I grabbed my cock, but remained where I was. It was time for Pete to step up and be a man. Kim leaned back as her husband approached, removing cream-coated fingers from herself. As Pete penetrated her, she cried out, “Oh yes! Now fuck me like an animal! I’m no better than a dirty whore! Treat me like a dirty fucking whore!” Pete tried, I’m sure he did, but worked his cock nowhere near as hard as he might have. When he leaned forward to try and kiss his wife, she turned her head away. “I’m a dirty, fucking whore! Use my filthy cunt! Fuck me up good and proper!” I watched Pete’s buttocks as he thrust his cock into Kim. Knowing how badly she wanted her husband to man up, I urged him on myself. “You heard her. Harder. Always do what a woman tells you to. Get stuck up her good and proper.” Pete did up the pace, but not enough. As he fucked away, Kim yelled, “Harder! Harder! Fuck me harder! I’m just a dirty whore! Fuck my filthy cunt!” She had her hand between herself and her husband, rubbing her clit as he fucked her, but still not hard enough for her liking. Did the silly sod really not get what his wife was doing? That this was her way of telling him how badly she wanted it rough? “Harder!” I urged. “Fuck that juicy twat as hard as you can!” But Pete seemed to have reached his psychological limit, if not his physical one. Something had to change. ...
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