I placed my hands near her pussy and spread the lips open. On our wedding night, she’d been bare, but as the days had gone, some hair had returned. I didn’t mind.
Her cunt looked dry.
Fear captured her at this time.
This was all my fault, but I’d rectify that.
Holding her open, I slid my tongue across her clit. The first touch had her jolting upright.
“What was that?”
I looked up at her and smiled. “I’m going to lick this pussy until you come all over my face.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I want to. Lie back.”
“Slavik?”
“Have a little trust. I haven’t hurt you, have I?”
I knew she replayed that night when I could have taken her against her will, but I didn’t.
Slowly, she leaned back on the bed, and this time, I slid my tongue across and I didn’t pull back. I worked back and forth, circling her clit before taking her into my mouth. She cried out, but it wasn’t in pain.
I kept my touches light.
She’d never felt this touch from a man, and I did everything I could to make it as easy on her as possible.
Her moans echoed around the room, and my cock tightened to an unbearable length. I hadn’t sucked a woman’s cunt in a really long time. I’d avoided it because I didn’t know where else they’d been, and to be honest, no woman interested me enough to even want to do it.
Sliding my tongue all over her pussy, I teased back and forth, going down to her entrance and plunging inside.
I’d been the only cock in her pussy.
My cum.
All me.
And that sent a fucking thrill of possession rushing through me. I couldn’t get enough, and I tasted her sweetness. Moaning as she flooded my mouth.
Her cream building.
Finally, my wife was fucking aroused. Not only that, but she’d stopped lying still and her pelvis thrust against me. Offering up her pretty pussy as I licked her.
Grabbing her ass, I pressed my face against her and licked and sucked at her cunt, driving my tongue in deep, fucking her, drawing up to tongue her clit, then back down again.
I felt how close she was by the pulsing of her pussy.
Focusing back on her nub, I tongued her clit, and with each stroke, her body rocked against me.
The moment she came, I held her down even as her screams of release filled the air. I tongued her pussy until she shuddered and pleaded for me to stop.
I pressed a kiss to her swollen clit and sat back.
My face was covered in her cream.
“From now on, there is no more hiding.”
Chapter Ten
Aurora
“From now on, there is no more hiding.”
Slavik’s words echoed in my head as I stared down at him.
Two orgasms in one day, but this one with Slavik had been … the best. Cara’s touch had made me nervous.
She was a nice woman and very attractive, but I’d felt strange with her touch. Slavik was right.
It wasn’t because she was a woman. It was because she wasn’t mine.
“You’re not angry?” I asked.
“Why would I be angry?”
“I … you said…” I truly didn’t know how to finish my sentence.
One moment I’d been talking to Cara, the next I was on the bed, her hand between my thighs, showing me. Telling me how to please myself and how every woman had the right to know the key to her own pleasure.
I’d been so overwhelmed. I hadn’t been sure if this was cheating.
“Cara is not allowed to touch you. I’ll let today slide, but no more. She touches you again, I won’t be held responsible for my actions.”
“I’m not sure what to do right now,” Aurora said. She nibbled on her lip. “I’ve read all about … everything. But what about you?”
Slavik and I were married, but our relationship wasn’t anything like in the books I read.
He stroked my thighs and I had to wonder if they were large compared to the other women he was with. Did he hate my size?
Why did I even care?
I hadn’t stopped my mission to lose weight. Being out with Slavik every day had really put a wrench in my plans of weight loss.
He stood up, and I looked at him, a little unsure as he tugged his shirt off, displaying the large expanse of his heavily inked chest. I couldn’t resist licking my lips, and I felt an answering pull between my thighs. I was soaking wet. I’d never felt like this. Some of the books I read aroused me, but never like this. This was all new to me.
He grabbed his belt, loosening the buckle. The sound of clinking metal, followed by the zipper, turned me on.
His pants hit the floor, along with his boxers, and he stood before me naked. The hard length of his cock jutted out, long and thick.
I wanted to touch him. I kept my hands to myself.