A sweet gift for my husband – 01

Brad stared down at me and with a sidelong glance across the room. I blinked twice. With a nasty smile, he slipped his cock back out then began fucking my face hard and fast. Each time he drove himself forward I squealed as the tip of his cock struck the back of my throat and his balls slapped against my chin. Tears were flowing down my cheeks and the drool was spilling from my mouth and down onto my tits as he relentlessly face fucked me.

“Look at you taking that cock you fucking pig!” he snarled while driving his cock into my mouth hard enough to cause me to gag around it. “Don’t you dare make a fucking mess!” he warned me.

He stopped thrusting and started using my hair as handles, pushing my head back then yanking my face forward, impaling my mouth on his cock. I was used to it now, but was still going out of my way to make gagging sounds as well as gurgling and making sloppy sucking sounds. I could feel my face getting red from struggling to breath and knew my make up was running down my face. I could feel the strings of saliva trailing down my chin and neck and knew Brad loved every minute of it and also knew he wasn’t the only one!

He stopped pulling on my hair and began fucking my mouth again with long hard strokes. He was breathing hard and each time he plunged his hard flesh into my now sore throat he gasped. I knew him well enough to know he was getting close and catching his eye, I saw the question in his. If I could have smiled, I would; even as he seemed to have me at his mercy he knew he needed permission. Nothing better than a well trained man who could not only put on a show, but know his place.

I winked and began squealing louder. Brad began using short hard strokes, plundering my mouth faster and harder than before and as I gagged and my eyes bulged convincingly I slipped my hand between his legs and gave his swollen balls a gentle squeeze then began to massage them.

“Yeah, that’s right you skank, you’re going to take every fucking drop aren’t you? Going to be a good little cum dumpster?”

He was forcing out the words and his balls were quivering in my hand. Parts of me were quivering as well knowing I was seconds away from taking a nice hot load down my eager throat. Maybe I would let it drool out or tip my head back and gargle it for a good show and…Even as my mouth was being pounded as if it were my pussy an idea struck me that was so hot my clit began to throb!

“Yeah, get ready I’m going to blow a big fucking load in your…oh!”

He moaned, when slapping his thigh to signal for him to stop thrusting, I pulled his cock from my mouth. I slipped from my lips with a wet slurping sound and a large glob of spit hung from his swollen head.

“Oh, don’t stop!” he begged, losing control of the game, “I was so…”

“Oh stop your fucking whining.” I snapped as I grabbed his cock and began pumping it hard and fast. “Just be lucky I let you go as far as you did.”

“I…oh, Oh Donna please keep going! Yes!”

He cried out in pleasure and opening my mouth I guided his cock to it. He moaned when his cock erupted in my hand sending a warm thick stream of cum into my waiting mouth to splash onto my waiting tongue.

“Oh fuck yeah!” Brad gasped, trying to take over again. “Look at you jerking me off into your slutty mouth!”

My pussy and nipples were throbbing as I continued to pump his pulsing cock. Each stroke of my hand ended in my mouth receiving another shot of hot sticky fluid. I craved to tilt my head back and feel it oozing down my throat and then let it flow down my chin and onto my nipples. But instead I forced myself to let it puddle around my tongue. It would be worth it when I was done, oh so worth it! What a great gift this would be for my loving husband!

“Oh goddamn.” Brad groaned as I twisted my hand wringing the last few drops from his cock.

I looked up at him and tilted my head back, making a show of gargling his copious load. He stared down at me, his eyes wide and his chest heaving. No doubt he was waiting for me to swallow, but instead I leaned over and grabbed my empty wine glass. Holding it under my mouth I opened wide and allowed the mouthful of cum to slowly pour into the glass. When I was finished I swirled my finger through it and put it in my mouth allowing myself one small taste.

Holding the glass up I nodded approvingly, “That’s a lot of cum.”

“I was thinking of that all day.”

“Well I hope you were thinking of me cumming too because you have work to do.”

Forcing myself into a standing position; I winced at the pain in my back and grimaced as I swallowed. Damn he had been pounding my throat. Placing the glass on the nightstand I pointed at the floor.

“Your turn, it’s time you…”

“Bullshit, I call the shots slut and….Fuck!”

Brad cried out in pain when I gave his semi hard cock a sharp slap. I gave it another, then grabbed his balls, squeezed them firmly.

“You’ll get on your knees and you’ll suck my fucking pussy like I told you to, understand?”

“Yes Dona.”

“I let you play long enough now you do what you’re told or I’ll make you suck that load off of my feet.”

Without another word Brad dropped down so fast he grunted when his knees hit the floor. He reached for my thing, but as he had done, I slapped his hands away.

“Just sit and watch.” I told him.

Turning my back to him, I hooked my fingers through the thong and slid it down past my ass. Working my way down I shimmied out of the thong and bending over the bed waved my ass in his face, teasing him. Looking over my shoulder I saw him staring longingly at my pussy peeking out at him from between my thighs, but his hands were in his lap.

“Spread my ass.” I told him.

Brad grabbed my ass and as I asked opened my cheeks wide.

“Now tongue my ass.”

He didn’t care much for that and I gave him a few seconds before saying, “You want my clit, you suck my ass.”

He didn’t respond, but a moment later I squealed delightedly at the feeling of his tongue probing my pink rosebud.

“That’s right, shove it in there. Eat my ass like the pig you are.” I sighed as he swirled his tongue around several times before pushing his rigid tongue into my ass. “I was your pig now your mine. That’s what makes us work, no baby?”

He grunted into my ass, but kept his tongue moving in slow circles.

“Tongue fuck me.” I said sharply. “Nice and hard to get a good taste of my ass.”