“Stand up, little lass,” I say hoarsely as I pull back reluctantly, slipping out of her mouth. My cock throbs as the cool air strikes my swollen, straining flesh, and I grit my teeth against the urge to push it back between her lips instantly, thrusting until I fill her mouth with my cum. “Bend over the bed.”
“Yes, Liam,” Ana says softly, that glitter of anticipation in her eyes. “Should I spread my legs for you too, so you can see my pussy?”
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.My cock lurches upwards at that, so hard it’s nearly touching my belly, at the sound of those words slipping off my sweet wife’s tongue. “Yes,” I tell her firmly, my hand wrapping around my cock at the base and squeezing to try and stave off my imminent climax. “Spread those pretty thighs wide for me, little lass.”
Ana obeys, bending over the side of the bed and spreading her legs far apart. I can see that I was right–the white lace of her panties pressed against her pussy is positively soaked, drenched with arousal. There is even less fabric in the back than in the front. Her puffy, aroused folds swallow the scrap of lace that turns into nothing but a string between the delectable swells of her ass cheeks.
I touch her, my palm rubbing over one of those round cheeks as Ana gasps, arching upwards into my hand. With my other hand, I reach between her thighs, stroking her swollen folds and the wet lace as Ana cries out.
“So wet for me already,” I murmur. “But you always have been. You’ve always been my good girl, so aroused and hungry for my cock whenever I want to give it to you. Aren’t you, little lass?”
“Yes,” Ana gasps. “I want it, whenever my husband pleases–oh god, Liam, please–”
She moans as my fingers press against the lace, pushing against her entrance as she grinds back against me. A mew of frustration slips from her when I pull my hand away, and I chuckle.
“Punishment first,” I tell her sternly, though I know it’s less of a punishment than a means to arouse her even more. “Do you want my hand or my belt, Anastasia?”
She moans at the sound of her full name on my lips. “Hand,” she whispers. “I want to feel your hand on me, punishing me for being a bad girl, Liam, please–”
“Who am I to tell my wife no?” I chuckle, rubbing my palm over her ass once more, and then I pull it back, bringing it down hard on one side.
Ana cries out, arching, her hands clutching the duvet as her thighs spread wider. “Liam–”
Another, on the other side. She moans, and I feel another trickle of pre-cum sliding down the shaft of my cock, my desire almost unbearable.
Two more spanks, the flesh of her ass reddening, and I pause. “Do you need more, Ana?”
“Yes, please,” she begs. “I know I was bad, Liam. Please, I need more.”
Another, and another. Her pussy is drenched, her arousal dripping from the lace of her panties, and I can’t wait any longer. I give her two more well-placed spanks, feeling the way she arches back, wanting more, begging for me, and then I can’t bear it a second longer.
“That’s enough, Ana,” I tell her, stroking the curve of her ass with my hand. “I need to fuck you,now.”
“Oh god, yes. Please.” She scrambles up onto the bed, kneeling there as I follow her, my hands on her waist as I tumble her back against the pillows. “Please, Liam, I need you–”
I reach for the ribbons holding her panties on, undoing them at the same time as I pull the bows free and snatch the scrap of lace from between her thighs. She has the most perfect pussy I’ve ever seen, bare and pink and so swollen with arousal that the lips are parted, allowing me to see her small hard clit peeking out from between the folds.
My cock is pulsing with an almost unbearable need, but I have to taste her.
Without teasing, I slide down, pushing her thighs wide with my palms as I go straight between them. I need to fuck her so badly that I can hardly stand it, but I want this first, to feel her come on my tongue, taste her arousal flooding my mouth.
The second my lips fasten around her clit, my tongue fluttering over it, Ana lets out a cry of pleasure that’s nearly a scream, her back arching as she grinds against my mouth. I push two fingers into her, feeling her clench as she reaches her climax nearly instantly, her head thrown back as I feel a gush of her arousal over my tongue, her pussy tightening around my fingers. She comes hard on my tongue, moaning with a high-pitched sound that drives my own desire to the brink, crying out my name as I suck fiercely on her clit.
I have to be inside of her. I’m so close to my own orgasm, my balls tight and aching, and I pull back, kneeling between her thighs. My cockhead brushes against her swollen folds, making her cry out again, and I look down at her beautiful, lust-filled face as I reach for the ring of her collar.
I grab onto it, tugging on the ring to pull her up in the same moment that I drive my cock into her in one hard thrust, my other arm going around her waist as my mouth comes crashing down on hers.
Fuck. She feels so incredible, hot and wet and impossibly tight, her pussy fluttering around me with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and I know I’m not going to last long. I pound into her, thrusting again and again as I devour her mouth, my fingers curled tightly in the ring of her collar, and I think I’m going to go mad with lust and desire for this woman, my Ana, my beautiful wife.
“I love you,” I whisper fiercely against her mouth as I fuck her, driving into her hard, filling her with every inch of my cock. The feeling of her hot pussy around me feels like coming home, like anchoring myself in the place where I always belonged. I feel as if I can’t get deep enough, close enough, and Ana arches against me as if she feels the same, her small breasts pressed against my chest, the lace rubbing against my shirt as I wrap my arm around her more tightly, pulling her astride my lap as I thrust up into her.
“I love you too,” Ana whispers, her hand on my stubbled cheek as she grinds against me, riding my cock as I get closer and closer to the edge. “I’m so close again, Liam. I’m going to come for you. I’m–”
She gasps, her back arching more deeply as her hips roll down onto mine, and I groan aloud. “Yes,” I growl, thrusting harder, faster. “Come for me, Ana, come for me while I fill you up with all of my hot–fucking–cum–fuck!”
I feel her tighten around me, hear her strangled cry as she throws her head back against my grip on the ring of her collar, and I hold onto it, using it as leverage as I pound my cock into her as hard as I can, feeling her tighten around me as I swell with one last burst of pleasure before my cock explodes into her.
“Ana!” I cry out her name, clutching her to me as the first spurt of my cum shoots into her, her cries of pleasure mingling with mine as we come together. It feels so good,shefeels so good, and I lose myself in the white-hot bliss of it, of her body wrapped around me, of the two of us experiencing it together.