Page 47 of Forbidden Temptations

“Oh Dick…” she murmured, throwing one lushly smooth leg across to straddle him. A small smile playing across her lips as she gazed down at him, dark eyes burning with predatory hunger.

“Wow… it’s still so hard.” Rebecca voiced as she rolled over and almost straight into his cock, still hard and not showing any signing of shrinking. She let out a long admiring breath and the feel of it wafting across his over sensitive glans made him gasp.

She looked up at Alice. Those big doe eyes, once so sweet and innocent, burned with the same dark, lustful fire that met them. Her tongue slowly swept across her lips. “Thank you for sharing your husband’s cock with me, Mrs Martin.”

The sweet, almost innocent way the girl said the dirty words, like it was for giving her an extra cookie, sent a fresh shiver of arousal through her. “She’s such a good girl, isn’t she, Dick? So sexy and polite, and such a good little cock sucker...” In truth, Alice couldn’t help being rather impressed. Good as she was, Richard was just too big for her to swallow whole, but Rebecca had taken to it like a natural. And she looked so sexy with her husband’s cock in her mouth.

“Yes, so good,” Richard groaned, his voice low and tortured as memories of Rebecca’s mouth gliding along his cock swam before his mind’s eye. Recollections that caused his dick to twitch eagerly.

Fucking treacherous bastard!

Alice cooed a sympathetic sound that did not meet the wicked glint in her eyes. “Now you stay right there, honey, there’s something you need to see...” she told Rebecca while turning back to the view of her husband stretched out beneath her. The sight of his hard body still covered by his shirt and trousers, though they were open around his most impressive of attributes, made her arch a brow.

Those would have to go. It was time to reaffirm her claim.

“I can’t wait to watch you fuck her.” She leaned down to nip and lick at his jaw and neck, running her hands down his chest through his shirt, fingering the buttons open as they went. “I know I said I wanted to watch you eat her tasty little pussy next, Dick, but watching her suck your cock got me so hot, I just can’t wait. Dick, I need to get fucked, and I want her to watch it. I want her to see us and know that you’re mine.” When the last button came loose and the shirt fell open above his already splayed trousers to reveal his taut abdomen and well-defined lines she loved to lick. Not exactly a six-pack, but age, with the help of a good diet and a healthy workout routine, had been kind to her husband.

She rolled her hips, stroking her creamy sex with his length. “You’re mine, Richard.”

“Yes,” he hissed, his jaw tight as her fingers curled around him. Her touch was warm, her hand small but strong, and skilful squeezing returned him to full hardness with a groan. “Yours, and you’re mine.”

The promise in those words sent a rush of relief flooding through her. The dedication that no one would ever come between them, so familiar yet suddenly so new and important, was as true now as the day he’d first promised her. She could see it in his eyes, the look of savage devotion blazing within them as he watched her notch his wide crest against her cleft, coating it in her flowing cream. More acute than ever before. A fierce promise just for her that made her heart flutter, and core throb with an ache to feel him deep inside her.

“I love you-ohh!” The words left her in a rush, her stormy eyes widening with the feeling of his cock pushing inside her as she let her body drop.

Fuck, she never tired of that burn. The feeling of being stretched, filled, split in half.

“Oh Fuck… no… wait…” Richard groaned, hands grabbing for the lush fullness of her bum, trying to stop her as her inner tissues wrapped around him, squeezing and sucking greedily, trying to draw him deeper. His cock, despite all the day’s prior orgasms having leached away much of his sense of feeling, was still over sensitive from the one Rebecca’s mouth had sucked from him.

However, his wife was in no mood to listen.

Needing to have him, all of him, inside her, Alice pressed on regardless. Her hands moving to his shoulders, pushing against his restraining hold, nails biting into his flesh as inch after delicious inch filled her pussy, still so sensitive and tender from the night's bounty of orgasms.

“Alice…” he bit out through gritted teeth, his words threaded with pained ecstasy, and shutting his eyes against the delicious sensation. His every sense and reason focusing on their union as lush, velvety warmth enveloped him to the hilt, squeezing like a fist.

“No! Don’t… don’t you dare close your eyes.” She breathed through the sensations, needing to see. Nothing thrilled her like watching him, seeing him so on edge. Looking into his eyes, feeling his cock throb and swell inside her, and letting him see what he was doing to her in turn, the wildfire about to consume her as he reached places so deep inside.

The intimacy was so searingly intense, it was as if they were the only two people in existence. Only when he obeyed and their eyes locked did she move.

She started slowly, with small rolls of her hips.

She always needed to start off slow. No matter how turned on or wet she got, he was just so big, and her body loved it.

“Oh! Oh God… oh fuck, yes, Dick, fuck!” Alice panted, almost losing herself in the feeling of his cock invading her. Reaching so deep inside. Touching all the places she’d never known existed before him. She could feel her inner tissues clenching around his thick cock, refusing to let him go as she circled her hips, making her feel every delicious inch of him.

“Oh fuck, Alice, shit, you feel so good. Ride me baby, ride my fucking dick…” he panted, his breathing almost ragged from the feeling of her cunt tightening around him. Her slick inner walls fluttered with a frenzy as Richard let her have her way with him, wanting nothing so much as to watch her, his wife, ride him to her climax.

The sight of his wife above him, riding him. The thick waves of her silky dark main bouncing in a wild, sexy mess. Her skin flushed from pleasure and shiny with misted perspiration he longed to lick. Her eyes blazing down at him, fierce and hungry. She looked so wild and beautiful. A goddess of sex and beauty, riding him triumphantly, glorious and all conquering.

“That’s right, that’s how you like it, right Dick?” She panted, her orgasm building fast and strong with each circle of her hips and the grind of her clit against the flat of his groin. Then, leaning down, flattening her bare breasts against his chest so her stiff nipples dragged over his flesh in a tease of friction, she attacked his neck with hungry sucking kisses, drinking in the salt of his skin. “Mmm… Isn’t your wife’s tight little pussy just the best?”

“Yes, fuck, the best, always the best- oh fuck!” he groaned, teeth gritted and arching his head back. Giving her greedy mouth free rein to lick across his skin, even as it all became too much. He needed to have her, his wife.

He needed to fuck her as much as she did him. Suddenly, his body was moving, churning up into her sultry rhythm. Drawing back as she rose, then thrusting up to meet her as she came back down, meeting her with wet slapping thrusts that had them both curling in ecstasy.

“Oh! Oh my god… oh fuck… yes, that’s it, pound that pussy, pound your wife’s naughty little pussy…”Alice moaned, her breath hot and ragged on his skin. Her blood boiling with lust, and burning from the urge to fuck, she bit and licked across his shoulder and neck. Up to suck on his earlobe before claiming his mouth to drive her tongue into his warmth, mimicking the motions of his cock thrusting up into the clinging silken warmth as his hands brought her crashing down to meet him.

Fuck, he was so strong when he got like this, so powerful and wild. She loved it. The feeling of every inch of his masculinity piercing her, filling her to the brim. His white knuckled grip on her hips, almost painful but so good, both steadying her and raising her up, then slamming her down. Driving her wild as they went faster and faster until she was almost bouncing on him, clawing at his body, her nails dragging trails of fire across his flesh as each plunge and thrust found all the sweet spots and sent her soaring to new heights.

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