He removed his hand from my lips and sat up in front of my legs and stared down at me.  My heart beat faster, I knew what that look meant.  It was time for my panties to come off.  The thrill of that feeling made my pussy throb repeatedly.  He was going to fuck me, and I couldn’t wait.  I watched as he hooked his fingers into the side of my panties and slowly dragged them down my thighs, over my knees and down to my ankles and onto the floor.

I was naked from the waist down, and I felt wanton and exposed.  Widening my thighs, I tilted my hips towards him as an invitation to come and have a taste.  He wasted no time at all, placing his hands on my inner thighs spreading me wider and dropped his head to my pussy lips and licked.

The flat of his tongue swept up my outer lips once, and I let out a cry of pleasure, this encouraged him further, his magical tongue pushing inside me and then up to my clitoris.  Circling around and around, he used the tip of his tongue to tease me to climax.  As I felt myself build, I mourned the loss of his mouth on me, he removed his face from between my thighs just as I was about to tip over.  Looking down, I saw that he was staring up at me, and our eyes locked.  He dared me to look away as his head descended again.  I watched as his tongue came out of his mouth and plunge inside of me.  It turned me on something terrible, I quivered out the start of my orgasm, the muscles in my thighs and stomach tightening as I reached higher and higher.

My moans and cries were more audible as he worked faster and applied more pressure to my clitoris.  As I tripped over the edge of my climax, he plunged his tongue into my channel and licked up my juices that slipped out of me.  Once he had licked every wet drop that has escaped, he crawled up behind me.  He kissed me thoroughly and I could taste my flavour on his lips, it was intoxicating.

Positioning himself behind me, he pulled down his boxer briefs and wasted no time at all pushing his cock to my entrance.  Leaning my upper body back, I hooked my arm around his neck and kissed him again, and he edged himself into me.  The sense of being filled from this position was almost too much.  I was still tight from my last orgasm, and he took one of my ass cheeks and lifted it slightly so he could ease himself all the way in.  I could feel every inch of him along my pussy walls.  He felt heavenly.  As I looked back at him and cradled his neck in my hand, he started to explore my breasts.  Moulding his hand to them and massaging my already erect nipples.  It was just not as painful as he played with them.  I leaned forward away from him so he could take me deeper, I was ready to come again and wanted to feel the full thrust of his cock inside me.  I had just read about two fictional characters enjoy the sensation of being fucked, and now I wanted that too.

Concentrating on feeling him slowly slide in and out of me, I looked back as he moved to lift himself over me.  My goodness, it was deep this way, he hit my sweet spot perfectly and it was almost too much for me to cope with.  He knew what he was doing, and I saw the mischievous grin on his lips and couldn’t help but smile back.  He was going to fuck me hard and deep.  It was amazing to watch his face turn serious as he concentrated on fucking me, holding my hip in place as he continued his thrusts.  I felt myself build again, a flash of heat spread over my body from my stomach.  It felt like my entire body was blushing.  Keeping still, I felt the tip of his cock hit the core of me over and over again.  I relaxed into my second orgasm, relishing in the strangling throbs over his cock as I sent out wave after wave of muscles.  He still hadn’t come, and I was determined to make him come.

He pulled out of me and I felt the instant loss of contact, the fullness of his cock inside me and watched as his bobbing cock stood erect before my eyes.  The glistened up and wet shaft of his cock from my juices was inches away from me.  I looked up into his eyes and licked my lips, I wanted to devour him. Holding onto the base of his shaft I took him not my mouth and sucked hard, long and slow.  Circling my tongue around his shaft and licking my juices off him.  Pulling back until he was almost out of my mouth and easing him back in, at the same time pumping his shaft.  With my eyes closed, I absorbed the feeling of having him in my mouth, at my mercy.  To be in control of his pleasure was empowering, and I wanted to make it last as long as possible.

After a few more times of thrusting my mouth down his shaft, he pulled out of me and stood before me at the chair.  My hand dropped to my pussy, and I stroked myself while keeping my eyes knocked on his face.  He hadn’t come yet, and I wanted him to have the same pleasure as me.  If I had to taunt him with pleasuring myself then I would do it.

It didn’t take more than thirty seconds before he lifted me off the chair, and he sat down in my place with me on his lap facing away.  He positioned his cock at my entrance again and slowly dropped me down, impaling me on his hard length.  I stretched my arms back as he came around to hold onto my breasts.  Spreading my legs wide again, he thrust up into me, the feeling of him pushing all the way inside me, filling me right to the top was deliciously tight.  I had come twice and didn’t think I had it in me to come again.  He had other ideas, he wanted me to come again.  Who was I to argue with a third orgasm.  I bounced as he thrust upwards, and I felt him become bigger as his pace quickened.

Three more thrusts and he came, hard, spilling into me.  I felt the warmth of his seed explode inside me, it made me even wetter.  He slowed his thrusts down, and he slid in and out with ease, he was still semi-hard.

I looked into his eyes to see the contented smile of the man I adored.

“Hello husband of mine, I’m glad you came home early,” I said and grinned down at him.