While I'm washing the boys up, I hear my husband on the phone, calling the babysitter to come get the boys and watch them tonight.
I smile to myself, my own body already humming in anticipation of what I know he's going to do to me. It's been too long since we've been able to fully let loose. We always have to try to be quiet with the boys around. Axe has to keep his hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming when I come. I can't help it. I can't be quiet. My husband is very well-endowed, and when he makes me come, it's an explosion. I lose all control.
I decide to tease him as we wait for the babysitter to arrive. Axe is pacing back and forth like a caged lion, and I ask the boys if they want some ice cream before they go.
"Yes, Mommy! Yes!" they squeal and jump up and down with glee. I fix them each a cone, and then I fix myself one as well.
It's vanilla, of course.
I watch Axe's eyes darken as I lift the cone to my lips and swirl my tongue erotically over the ice cream, scooping some into my mouth.
His nostrils flare, and I see the bulge in his pants grow even bigger when I purposefully allow some of the ice cream to dribble down my chin. The first time I ate ice cream around Axe, I was so innocent and didn't understand why he had a strained look on his face while watching me eat it, but I know now. He confessed to me about how it was one of the most torturous moments of his life, so I know exactly what I'm doing to him now.
He comes over to me and whispers lowly in my ear, "You just wait until the boys leave. I'm going to redden your ass for teasing me like this."
I'm so turned on I can feel wetness trickling down the insides of my thighs.
The babysitter finally arrives and takes our two chattering boys out for fun at the arcade before they're going to have a sleepover with her. Tiffany is a godsend. The boys love her, and we know they're safe in her care.
No sooner does the door close than Axe is on me like a wolf in heat. He slams me against the wall and takes my mouth in a searing kiss.
I kiss him back just as ardently, whimpering when he pulls his lips roughly from mine.
"Don't think I've forgotten about your punishment, baby." He swiftly turns me around and bends me over the counter so that my ass is sticking up in the air. He yanks my dress up and rips my panties from my body. I don't even care that he's torn yet another pair of my panties. I'm used to it by now. Axe is always ripping my things in his haste to get to me. You would think time would have calmed him down some, but if anything, the longer we're together, the more animalistic he becomes in his desire.
And I fucking love it. I love knowing that I can make my man lose control like this.
He plunges two fingers into my wetness, hissing in a breath when he feels just how sopping wet I am. "Damn, baby, so wet for me. You want your husband's big dick?"
"Yes," I moan unashamedly, arching my butt up in the air toward him.
He chuckles and slaps my ass. I yelp as the sting bites into my skin, but he immediately soothes it away by wiping one of his big paws gently over it. I don't know what I like more, the bite of the pain or the gentle pleasure of his hand soothing it away. They both merge together to create a heady cocktail of lust that has my pussy leaking all over Axe's fingers.
"Just for that little display with the ice cream cone, I'm going to come all over your face," he tells me as he spins me around and thrust up into me in one clean stroke.
"Oh God!" I moan and clutch on to his shoulders as he begins to plow savagely into me. He fists a hand into my hair and pulls my head back so that my neck is offered up to him.
He licks and bites and sucks on it, sending heat flaring straight between my legs. "Axe!" I beg him.
"I know, Sophie. Cream all over your man's cock."
I do, my entire body shaking with the intensity of my orgasm. Axe is still plugging up into me, his breathing heavy and labored.
He finally curses and pulls out, pushing me down onto my knees. I open my mouth obediently, already knowing what he wants. He gives himself a couple of strokes and then lets out a guttural groan as his cock begins to spit thick, sticky ropes all over my face. Some of it lands in my mouth, and I swallow it down like a greedy whore. The rest lands on my cheeks and dribbles down my chin.
If I thought he was done, I underestimated my husband. Before I even have a chance to recover and slump to the floor, he's hoisting me back up and holding me in his arms, driving up into me again.
He fucks me relentlessly with more stamina than a man twice his age. "I meant what I said earlier, Sophie. I’m going to put another baby up in this pussy tonight." His hand snakes down between us to rub my over-sensitized clit.
"You want me to breed you? Huh?" he asks me in that lust-crazed voice of his that gets me every time.
"Yes!" I moan back as he continues to piston his hips in and out of me, hitting that perfect spot deep inside me over and over again as he continues to thrum my clit.
He's not ten pumps in before I'm screaming loudly as I come again, my entire body convulsing on him like I'm having a seizure.
"Fuck, Sophie! Here it comes!" He announces his own release, and then I feel him spilling inside me. It's hard to believe he can still come so much after how much he just ejaculated on my face, but my husband is a fucking stud. I know from experience he can go all night. It doesn't matter how much younger than him I am. He always wears me out before he tires.
He smiles down at me smugly as if he knows what I'm thinking.
I swat his chest playfully, and he laughs.
"I'm nowhere near done with you tonight, my little ruby. I'll never be done with you," he tells me as I feel him hardening inside me again.
And just like he once said, I never want him to let me go, I don't. I never want him to be done with me.
THE END