I’d woken up with one word on my lips: wife.

June was my wife and I didn’t ever want to stop fucking her. Even then, in the morning light, my cock was hard and ready for her.

I stretched beneath the luxuriously silky feeling cotton sheets and smiled.

That had been single greatest night of my life, bar none. She’d blown my mind with her eagerness, with her seductive innocence. And fuck, I wanted to do it all over again. I slid out of bed instead, took a quick shower, and then crawled right back into the bed.

She was beautiful, just as I knew she’d be. I hadn’t fed her bullshit lines last night. I really had wondered about her and lusted for her for a long time. I’d wondered what she looked like when she wasn’t hidden away—what she’d be like in bed. Now I knew, and I never wanted the light I saw in her now to go away

She was on her side, her hand tucked under her cheek, and she looked peaceful. I was tempted but we had to do some kind of activity to take pictures at. The kind that could be published, I thought with a crooked grin. I wanted pictures of her like this, of course. Or better, pictures of her riding my cock, and coming for me like she had last night. I wanted that look of ecstasy on her face immortalized, just for me and only me. But for now, I took a quick snap of her asleep on my phone, saving it in black and white. Just her asleep, the covers pulled up over her and her hand under one cheek.

Beautiful perfection.

She’d showered late after our… activities last night, and her hair was wild around her head now, but I loved it. I was too tempted to resist, and as she came awake, I pressed my lips to the back of her neck before I bit down gently and slid my fingers down to her pussy. I explored her depths as I dipped two fingers into her.

Tight, wet, heat made my cock throb against her naked ass.

She gasped in surprise, but I don’t know if it was from shock or from pleasure. June had always appeared to be a timid woman to me, but the woman who gasped with my fingers in her pussy was adventurous as I slid my leg up between her thighs.

On my side, I opened her folds to my erection, and slid into her as she bent forward, her hands clenched in the sheets.

“You’re so big, Tiago. Fuck, it’s so good.” I heard her pant.

I filled her, stretched her muscles in delightful ways. June moved with me, even though I knew she was not fully awake, and it was magical.

I thrust into her until I heard her gasp of delight. I wanted to hear even more.

I reached around her, pulling her back to me. I shifted her legs so I could stay inside of her while my hands filled with her breasts. I held them tightly, her nipples clamped in my fingers, and felt her breath explode from her chest as she gave in to me.

“I love your pussy, June. I’m going to fuck you again tonight, maybe even later today. But now, right now, baby I want you to come on my cock again. Come for me, June.”

I felt my thickness pulse when her fingers moved down to her clit, and she moaned as I fucked into her.

“Fuck.” She grunted the word as her pussy clamped down around me hard, her body arched forward as the orgasm took her.

“That’s it, June, come for me, baby. Make that pussy come for me like you know I want. Come for my cock.” I groaned as I let loose into her, my cum pulsing from my cock deep inside of her clenching, rippling pussy as we exploded together. My pace changed, shallow and fast, as she pulled me along with her. The shallow strokes made her come even harder and I stored that information away for later.

My words were a claim on her, and that claim seemed to be one she wanted.

We moved together when it was over, I drew her close to my body, and we fell asleep for another hour.

I dreamed about our time on the beach from the night before, only in the dream we had to be even quieter because there were people around us that would hear. I could hear other people fucking all around us, and the sounds made me harder. It was like hearing them spurred us both on. She explored my body with that sweet mouth of hers and she did things she’d never done before, things I had to teach her to do. In my dream, her lips slid down my hard shaft, sucking me deep into her mouth making my toes curl.

The sounds around us drove her almost mad, and she purred as she turned, her pussy in my face. I groaned as I ran my tongue over her ass as my fingers explored the secrets her body offered me. June moved down on me, sucked her way up, and her body already quivering. Was it anticipation of my tongue on her pussy? I tasted her to put her out of her misery, to ease the ache in my cock, her hot little mouth swallowing every inch of my—

I woke up, panting, muscles clenched. Seconds away from actually coming. I groaned, glancing down at my thick, rock-hard erection—my cock swollen and aching to come. And I could have. I could’ve touched it right then and made myself come. Or I could have slid back into her once again and filled that pretty little pussy with more of me.

But I stopped myself. I’d wait. I’d save it, biting it back until I couldn’t fucking stand it. And then I’d take her again.

And besides all that, we really did have things we had to do that day, and photograph for evidence. I pulled the covers back, giving myself one last glance at that tight, tempting ass of hers before I shook my head and got out of bed for the second time, to get ready for the day.

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“The lava flows can be dangerous, ladies and gentlemen, so please don’t wander off the paths set out for your safety. Unless you want to melt your shoes, and possibly your limbs.” Our tour guide smiled at the entire group assembled around her.

I didn’t really hear the woman; my eyes were on June.

We’d decided on this tour together, for pictures, and curiosity’s sake. There were six people with us, enough to keep us on the straight and narrow, I hoped. As I glanced down to June’s ass, I wasn’t so sure. That ass fit so perfectly into my hands when she rode me.

The tour guide’s voice trailed off as she walked down the path and I went up to June. “Do you really want to do this tour? I read there’s a cave around here somewhere.”

“Oh, that sounds fun.” She agreed and walked away with me. We’d taken some pictures on the bus, for the lawyers. Maybe those were enough.

I’d worn hiking boots, shorts, and a t-shirt for the tour and June had on similar clothes. I almost wished she had worn a skirt, so I could reach underneath to tease her pussy. She was so responsive, so very eager to get off.

We snuck away from the tour. And I knew if we were gone too long, we’d be noticed, and somebody would come looking for us. But that was the thrill of it. The naughty danger in taking her someplace private but not our own and making her come. I didn’t just want to show June what sex was and what it could all be about. I wanted to give her a chance to explore what got her off the hardest.

I led my wife into the darkness and waited for our eyes to adjust. There were dim glowy lights in here sunk into the floor of the cave, for tours. We followed one path, ducking around a corner, and down a side-passage. We came to a place with a small chain across the pathway, but when June paused, I only grinned as I lifted it and yanked her after me as we ducked beneath it.

I tugged her around one last corner, into darkness.

“Right here,” I growled, turning her in my arms to face the cave wall. I gently pushed her against the wall, pulling her face around and capturing her lips with mine. I could hear the other tourists outside and knew we could be caught, but there in the darkness with my astonishing bride, I didn’t care.

My ears picked up the sound of her breath as I nibbled at her earlobe, my lips went down to her neck, and then I turned her to find that spot at the back of her neck, the one that I’d learned last night made her go weak.

“I can’t get you out of my head. I could still taste your pussy on my lips even after I showered again. You fill up my thoughts, June; I can’t stop thinking about you.” My hands slid down into her panties. She was wet for me already.

My words made her shiver and I saw her press both hands into the wall as she arched her back, pushing that tight little ass back into me. Her head tilted, as if she waited for more words, my girl liked it when I talked dirty, so I gave her some more.

“Mm, baby girl, I knew you’d have a wet little pussy for me. Good girl.” I kissed her bare neck, her hair in a ponytail high on her head. “Your pussy is so sweet, June, and so fucking wet. I could slide my big cock into you right here and right now.”

Her ass thrust back into me, and I felt my hard cock press against her, my fingers pressed more firmly onto her clit as a reward.

It was barely even our first day here and she’d already come so many times I’d lost count. I knew she wouldn’t turn another orgasm down, my wife was hungry for all she could get.

“Good, June, ride my fingers. You’re so fucking ready—so fucking hungry for my cock.” I pressed my thickness into her ass again, and I groaned, wondering if my cock would even fit in her tight, virgin ass.

I covered her mouth with my hand when she moaned loud and clear. I knew the sound would carry.

“Shh, baby. Quiet or someone’s gonna hear you, and you don’t want an audience, do you?” I felt her body go stiff and heard her whimper. Oh, maybe she did want an audience then? “You’re just there on the edge, aren’t you? About to flood my fingers with your sweet, tasty juices as you come against this wall, here where anybody could watch you. Let go, baby, let go. Maybe somebody else will get to see how beautiful you are when you get off.

“I’m going to fuck you again, June. I’d love to fuck you right now, but we need to get back. I’ll have your pussy later, when I have time to do it right, to watch the way your mouth opens in surrender as you come. Maybe I’ll fuck you against the window, where everybody can see you. Oh, there you go,” I growled, stopping the words and concentrating on her clit, while I sucked at the place at the back of her neck.

Her ass ground into me and made me ache to fuck her hard and fast and come deep inside of her with my hand over her mouth to hide her screams of her pleasure. Fuck, she made me hard. She brought out the filthy in me.

She shuddered against me in the darkness, her breath shaky little gasps through her nose as she moaned under my hand, her ass writhed against me. I braced her against the wall until her shivers stopped.

She turned in my arms and sought out my mouth with hers. She kissed me, and I kissed her back. It was gentle at first, but slowly, it began to burn and ignite into something wild and fierce. My own need was evident by the force of my kiss and the throb of my cock against her stomach. I needed to be inside of her so desperately it hurt, but I knew we were out of time.

If we pushed it, we were going to get busted. And while that was hot to think about, it was fantasy. The idea of someone actually walk in on me balls-deep with this girl got me furious. The idea that someone else—anyone else—would see her the way only I was allowed to see her got my blood burning fiercely.

Fuck, I’d never felt something like that before.

“I’m going to regret not fucking you. But later, you’re mine, sweetness.”