Chapter 31
I wrapped my arm around the shoulders of the married woman—your classic neglected housewife—and headed into the couple's bedroom. The door to that room, which she'd guarded chastely for so long as forbidden territory to any outsider, swung open.
"Ohh…."
Her legs trembled. Right there facing us as soon as we stepped in was their large wedding photo hanging on the wall. She was in her wedding dress. And on the dresser beside the bed sat a framed couple's photo about the size of my hand.
"You two seem pretty happy together."
"Y-yes… that's right…."
"How about in bed?"
"That's… something you're better at…."
She pointed at me, her face flushing red as she bowed her head deeply. I soothed her like that, my hand sliding from her shoulders down to her waist, then to her hips. I gripped her ass firmly, kneading it as I led her inside.
Standing in front of the bed, she lay down on her own without any order from me. Then I placed my hand on her pussy, still steaming from the earlier pounding.
"Please… reduce my numbers…!"
She spread it wide open, tempting me. I naturally hardened my cock and approached, tapping it lightly against her overflowing slit, rubbing it over her glistening clit.
"Q-quickly…!"
Responding to her desperate plea, I thrust in deep.
Squelch.
"Ooooh! So deep!"
"You hate it?"
"No, I love it!"
As I buried my cock to the hilt, her body shuddered violently. I pulled her close and pounded away—thwack, thwack, thwack—hammering with all my strength. Juices gushed from her already soaked pussy.
"Haa… haaa…."
She panted roughly. Once more, I shoved my cock in deep and ground it around.
"Kuuuh! Hoo… hoo…!"
The half-lidded milf clung to my body, her hips bucking wildly.
"This… this feels so good…."
"You like this?"
"Mmm. When you fill me up tight inside and grind like this… I love it so much…."
Squelch, squelch. As I moved my cock, I asked,
"If it's that good, you must've done it a lot with your husband all this time, right?"
"Well…."
She trailed off. But her hips kept moving. Squelch, squelch. Grinding her pussy against me, she answered softly.
"Not really…."
"That's weird. He never did this for you?"
"Yeah. Not even once…!"
"Why not? Like this—pressing hard!"
"Ohh! Hooo!"
"You love being pinned down like this, don't you?"
"Hooo! Hoooo!"
I jabbed my cock in deeper, and she shook her head frantically, crying out.
"It's not that he wouldn't—he couldn't! It doesn't reach! His cock doesn't reach!"
"Doesn't reach? Like this? Like this?"
"Ooh! Hooo!"
I thrust deep, and her eyes rolled back halfway. Her plump pussy lips clenched tight around my cock. She wailed in response.
"It doesn't reach! Not at all!"
"I see. So your husband…." Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!
"Ooh! Hooo!"
"Can't even pound you like this, huh?"
"Right! He can't pound me!"
"Never felt your pussy lips gripping tight like this?"
"Eek! Ooh! Yeah!"
"Never dragged them out with his cock and slammed back in?"
"Uwooooh! Yeah!"
I shoved those quivering lips back in and pounded away—thwack, thwack—her body trembling uncontrollably. Slowly, squelch, squelch, as I pushed my cock in, I asked,
"So you were never really satisfied all this time?"
"Never! Not once!"
"But you said your marriage is happy. Never satisfied even then? All those years of sex, and it was all good?"
She shuddered violently but shook her head wildly anyway.
"No! I didn't know! I thought that was satisfaction! I had no idea what real satisfaction felt like!"
"Why didn't you know?"
"Because it was only with one guy! I only knew one, so I didn't know! He doesn't know either! He doesn't know sex! He sucks at it!"
She screamed it loud enough to shake the room. Her pussy clamped down hard. Her huge reaction spurred me on—my thrusts grew bigger. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Larger, harder strokes, picking up speed! Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Husband's sex or mine—which is better?!"
"Yours! Sex with you is better!"
"Who am I? How do you know?!"
"The younger one with the better body, bigger thicker cock who pounds harder! I love how you pound me!"
She screamed it out, extending her legs and wrapping them straight around my waist. Her hot pussy flesh buried my cock. It was warm. And so damn tight. In that sticky grip, I went wild, pulling out and slamming back in! Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Tell me what's better!"
"It tingles so much! Pussy stuffed full! Jab deep! Scrape all my pussy walls!"
"Your pussy's squeezing me tight!"
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Other guy's cock tastes good, doesn't it?!"
"So fucking good!"
"You can't go back to sex with your husband now, can you?!"
"Yeah! I can't! We barely did it anyway! Even if he begs, I won't!"
"Why not?!"
"Because I'm doing it with you! Only letting you pound me!"
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Gonna cum inside! Spread that pussy wide and take it in your womb!"
"I'll take it! Get me pregnant! Reduce my numbers!"
Our screams echoed through the room. Her pussy sucked my cock in deep. Lightning shot through my glans as orgasm crashed over me. I shoved through her sticky, thick depths. Parting her rich pussy walls, deeper still. Through the hot rush of juices, to the innermost spot. With all my strength, I rammed deep and unleashed.
"Hoo… hooo…."
"Hoo… hooo…. Oh! Mmmph! Slurp!"
My cock twitched and spurted cum as I held her tight and kissed her. Tongues entwined—slurp, suck. Then lips mashed together, sucking until it felt like we'd draw out her throat. Finally, pop, we parted. She locked eyes with me, whispering tenderly.
"Honey… honeyyy…."
"Am I your honey now?"
"Yeah… you're my honey…."
"Why me? Why'd you pick me as your honey?"
"Because that guy sucks at sex, his cock's small and thin, doesn't fill my pussy…."
"And me?"
"You're great at sex, your cock's big and thick, fills my pussy right up…."
She blurted it all out in one breath, then collapsed, panting heavily—hoo, hooo. Watching her, a mischievous grin spread across my face. I could go more. My cock sprang back up. I grabbed her body and pulled her upright.
"Oh yeah? Then…!"
"Eek!"
I spun her around into doggy position, facing none other than the wedding photo on the wall. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to look up at it.
"Hooo!"
Her pussy clenched hard as her eyes met the photo. I smacked her ass—slap, slap—and commanded,
"Apologize to your husband! Tell him you're sorry for being a slut who leaves him for another man's pounding!"
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack! The instant I slammed in, she wailed,
"Sorry! Sorry, honey! Sorry I'm a slut giving my pussy to another man!"
"How sorry?!"
"So sorry that… how sorry, you ask…!"
Sob, sob! Bucking wildly as I pounded her, she suddenly tensed her neck veins and threw her head back.
"No! Actually, I'm not sorry! Why should I be?! You suck at sex! This guy's great at it! You have no numbers! This guy has tons!"
Full of resentment, like she'd been holding it in forever, she poured it out in a wail.
"You wouldn't have sex because of your numbers! You made it impossible! So this is only natural!"
"Getting pounded by me now is natural?"
"Yes! Natural! It's natural with a cock this good!"
She thrust her body forward at the wedding photo, screaming.
"Look closely, honey! This—this is what natural sex looks like!"
She shoved her ass back into my thrusts. Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack! The slap of skin echoed louder. Her pussy clung greedily to my cock!
"Haaak! Haaaak!"
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Look how tight your pussy squeezes! You love it? Love it, you fucking bitch?!"
"Love it so much! Fucking love it!"
"Me too, fuck!"
I reached for the dresser, grabbed the little framed photo, and slammed it down in front of her.
"Yell it to your husband! This pussy's not yours anymore!"
"Right! It's this guy's pussy now! I'm his pussy from now on!"
"Swear it! Your remaining numbers aren't his anymore!"
"Honey! I'm using my remaining numbers however I want! Getting creampied by guys with bigger cocks than you! Getting knocked up by guys with thicker cocks who pound better than you!"
I switched positions. Pinned her head down with my foot and rammed my cock in hard! Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Ooh! Hooo!"
"Where should I cum?! Tell me what you want!"
"Inside my pussy! Fill me up inside!"
Her cry ignited my sense of taboo. My cock hardened even more. I wanted to blow instantly. I looked up at the wedding photo. With my foot still on the head of the beaming bride in the picture, I slammed in with full force!
"Cumming inside! Take it all!"
"Ooh! Hooo!"
"Huaa! Huaa…!"
I creampied her deep. Gripped her ass and pressed down hard, crushing until my cock emptied every drop. Squish, squish. Grinding against her ass, until it seemed I'd squeezed it all out. Then I lifted my foot from her head and shoved her ass away.
Thud. Her flushed face and body collapsed forward. My cock slipped out naturally. Cum gushed from the gaping pussy hole I'd made—splurt, splurt. At the same time, pussy juice squirted—squirt, spraaay—soaking the bedsheets.
Hoo. I exhaled and sat on the edge of the bed. Groaning, she crawled over anyway and slurped my cock clean—lick, lick. Sucking out every last drop, swirling her tongue around to finish, then…
"See you next time."
I gathered my clothes and stood. She called after me.
"Next time… next…."
Face buried in the bed, in a hoarse voice,
"With him… watching…."
We made plans for next time.
"I'll… make the opportunity somehow…."
Heh. I nodded and headed out. I was already looking forward to it.