1. Getting home late


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Eleanor, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    After circling the car park several times, I finally gave up and decided to park on the neighbouring block. "Well," I thought to myself "what's new?" Fucking partners dumped a whole ton of shit on me. Resigned to my fate of having no lots, I walked across the length of the condominum past the swimming pool to our block. I jabbed at the lift button impatiently but the lift remained at the tenth floor. What the hell is going on? Eyes narrowed, I took the stairs. After much struggle, I dug in my bag to realise I forgot my keys and my wife was probably asleep. Just my luck! After ringing the bell for about ten minutes, she opened the door with a messy head of hair and squinty eyes, sporting a grumpy look. Upon seeing the thunderous look on my face, she glowered. That definitely didn't improve my mood. I stepped into the house and dragged her to the kitchen. Someone has to show her how to have some gratitude! I pushed her over the kitchen table and lifted her night gown, intending to pull down her underwear but there was none. Was that slut waiting for me to get back? I softened slightly and caressed her ass gently. She told me to stop with impatience laced in her tone and tried to get up. That reignited the fire in me. I spanked her several times on both ass cheeks and pinned her to the table. She continued her irritable protest and continued her struggle that was made futile by my forearm on the middle of her back. Realising that she wasn't going to be in control of the ...
    situation, she started spewing vulgarities at me. She really makes me fuming mad sometimes. I rained the spanks on her buttocks then spread her legs wide. I alternated between her butt and pussy lips for quite some time till she was aroused. Her nether lips were shining with moisture and I heard her soft whimpering which ceased the moment the sound of the spanks were no longer covering them up. "You're such a slut" I told her. She called me a fucker and told me to leave her alone because she was not interested. I pressed my middle finger against the entrance to her vagina, rotating it about before pressing it as deep as it would go. She exhaled loudly. I smiled gleefully and finger fucked her until she couldn't help but wriggle about on the table. Looking across the kitchen at the reflection in the oven door, I saw she was biting her lip. I laughed and told her that I could see her reflection. She immediately desisted from that adorable lip biting. We both knew it was her tell when she was aroused. I continued the fingering mercilessly till her wetness was dripping down the insides of her thighs. Refusing to give in and admit she wanted this, she kicked backwards at my shins pretty hard. Given her knowledge of martial arts, it hurt. Annoyed at her false resistance, I pressed my thumb against her rosebud, knowing that she would freak out about it. She whined and gave in immediately, begging me to stop touching her there. After wetting my thumb in her vagina, I popped it into her butt, ...
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