Danny
When we get to the house, Cupid is waiting in the driveway with the U-Haul.
“Thanks, man,” I tell him as I climb off my bike. Sara gets off behind me and goes on into the house to start dinner. She says she is cooking for me tonight. Hell, if some waitress doing a little flirting gets this much of a rise out of her, I may take her to Billy’s more often. I’m liking this side of my wife. She’s breaking out of her shell more.
“You need any help unloading?”
“Nah. I’ll make the prospects do it tomorrow. It’ll keep Sara busy and give her something to do while we set up for Thursday.”
“Sounds good. I’m gonna head off to the clubhouse. Were any of the girls around?”
“MaryAnn was working the bar.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me. I was hoping that sweet ass, Constance was around.” He shoots me a grin and flicks his tongue as he makes his fingers into a V. I can only shake my head. Constance is a bi-sexual stripper who hangs around the clubhouse sometimes to make extra money dancing for the guys.
One of the prospects pulls up to drive Cupid to the clubhouse and I throw my hand up over my head waving him off as I go inside to see what Sara is up to in the kitchen. Coming up behind her at the counter as she slices cucumbers for the salad I wrap my arms around her waist and rest my chin on her shoulder.
“I liked the way you were dancing back there. What I didn’t like was my brothers getting to watch.”
“Were you jealous?”
“Terribly. Madly. Insanely jealous.”
“I’m sorry, its just those other women…they are not nice, and they treat MaryAnn like shit. I don’t like that crap and I wasn’t going to let them think they run the show in your clubhouse, Danny.”
“Yeah, they are cunts, but baby, it’d be a lot easier for me if you try to get along with them.”
“Seriously, Danny. No way. I can’t be friends with those horrible twats.”
“Promise me that you’ll try, for me. Okay?”
“You know you really shouldn’t demand such things when I am holding a knife,” she teases.
“You’d never hurt me.” I kiss the shell of her ear and rub my whiskers against her neck.
“You’re distracting me.”
“That’s the point.” I thrust my dick up against her tight little ass.
“Danny, I’m trying to cook.”
“And I’m trying to get you naked.”
“Maybe you aren’t trying hard enough.” She pushes her butt out driving me crazy. “I thought you were starving?”
“I’m in dire need of your pussy. You gonna give it to me, Sara, or am I gonna have to take it?” I growl.
She puts the knife on the counter.
Goosebumps fan down her arms, as I spin her around.
“I love it when you talk all dirty to me,” she admits.
“Good. There is a lot more where that came from. Now take off your shorts so I can shove my tongue in your pussy and get a taste.”
“Danny…” Her knees tremble as I go I move to unbutton her shorts.
“Gonna tongue fuck your pussy until you come all over my face, sweetheart.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” she teases in a sultry whisper.
“I don’t make promises I can’t keep and when I tell you that you’ll be cumming on my face, it’s a promise I intend to deliver.”
I jerk her shorts down over her knees and she steps out of them when I get them down to her ankles.
Sara has on a white lace thong. The sight has my cock straining against the zipper of my jeans.
Running my nose along the seam, I breathe in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Hooking my thumbs under the waistband, I slowly glide her thong down her thighs, peppering kisses on her creamy skin along the way.
Fuck she is so perfect.
So deliciously mine.
Taking my time with her, I push her legs apart at the knees. “Spread wide for me, Sara,” I demand.
Her eyes glitter with warmth and love as she watches my every move. Parting her pussy lips, I run my tongue over her sensitive skin in one long controlled lick. The sweet taste of her essence coats my tongue and my dick practically weeps as precum beads around the head of my cock, eager to cream her pretty little pussy.
Greedily, she threads her fingers in my hair, holding my head right where she wants it, taking control, and demanding what she wants. “Don’t stop, Danny. Do it faster. I need more.”
Capping my mouth over her pulsing bundle of nerves, I lick, suck, taste, and tease her. When I add two fingers into the mix she tugs on my hair so hard, I am sure she ripped some out, but I don’t care. I love driving her to the edge and dangling her off the cliff, only to pull her back and do it all over again.
Sara rides my fingers as I thrust them in and out, increasing the pace.
Just when she is about ride the wave of her orgasm, I stop.
“Danny…” she pants out my name as a wicked grin spreads over my face.
Hooking her leg over my shoulder, I get closer to her and I blow my cool breath over her clit forcing a shiver to travel through her body, making me smile wider.
Stroking my fingers though her slick heat, I rub them from her clit to her ass. Back and forth as she tries her damnedest to wiggle against me, chasing her release.
“Please,” my wife’s voice quakes with need.
“Please what?” I hum the words against her clit, nipping her with my teeth.
“I’m so close.”
Me too, is all I can think as my dick feels ready to explode.
With my thumb in her ass and my fingers working her pussy Sara gets exactly what she wants and so do I as her orgasm rocks through her. I hold her against the counter with my prosthetic hand, keeping her right where I want her as I suck every last drop of her sweet nectar from her throbbing cunt.
Placing a single kiss to her clit, I put her leg down and get up from the floor.
“Bend over the table. I’m not through with you,” I tell her as heat dances in her eyes.
Tonight, I’m going to fuck her in every single room, over every piece of furniture, in each possible position.
Sara
With the front of my body plastered to the kitchen table, Danny drives into me from behind. His fingers dig in my hip as he pistons in and out in deep thrust, controlling the pace as his balls slap against my ass.
His other hand is wrapped in my hair, tugging gently as he pounds my body relentlessly against the hardwood tabletop.
Danny’s chest is slick with sweat from the exertion as he lowers down over me and kisses the tender spot below my earlobe. “You drive me so crazy, baby.”
His good hand comes down on my ass cheek, strong enough to leave a print, but I enjoy it. I love that I am make him so damn hot for me. I love that I bring out this primal raw need for him to claim every inch of my body.
His lips whisper against the base of my neck, telling me how he’s going to cum all in me as his fingers trail down my spine in a path of fire and desire. I’m burning for him to do exactly as he says, only I want to be riding him when he does.
“Danny…”
“What, baby?”
“I want on top,” I confess.
This crazy man, pulls me down in the floor with him.
I straddle his thighs and sink down on him. My knees are rubbing against the tile flooring, but I don’t care as I look into my husband’s eyes and see the pure erotic pleasure I am bringing him.
I do this to him. No one else.
He’s all mine.
And I am all his.
Nothing will ever compare to the high of being with Danny.
Up and down, round and round, I circle my hips, grinding down on his cock, loving every damn second. My muscles are clenching and spasming around his cock, as I get off again.
“Fuck,” he mutters as he tweaks my nipples and raises up to take one in his mouth. His teeth graze over my sensitive bud in the most delicious and sensual way.
I ease off him and come back down on him hard, impaling my velvet heat with his steely cock.
“Again,” he rasps holding my hips.
Three times I repeat the motion until he stops me.
“Goddamn, you feel so good. Can’t get enough.”
He raises up again, bringing our mouths together in a fiery kiss of pure passion. Our bodies rock together and within seconds he’s cumming.
We stay locked together for a few minutes, regulating our breathing, coming down from the euphoric bliss.
As I get up from the floor and go to clean up, his fluid sticks to my inner thighs and I can’t help the small part of me that wishes that maybe we were making a baby. I keep the thought to myself though. I don’t want him to know I am reconsidering.
Just maybe Danny will change my mind.
I know I will enjoy letting him try.