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I reach between her legs, and as I suspected, she’s wet. Her swollen pussy lips yield to my fingertip, and I find her hard little clit, massaging it firmly. She gasps and, in a swift motion, pulls her nightshirt over her head.
“Touch me.” Lilyana drops her head into the crook of my neck and parts her knees so I have better access. “Make me soaked so I can take you, and I’ll try.”
“You’re my good girl,” I say, dipping a finger inside her. She squeezes it, and my cock lurches, the memory of her tightness still fresh in my mind. “I can’t wait until I can rail the fuck out of you. You’re my angel, my queen, but when I’m this hard, I just wanna treat you like my slut.” My hand releases her hair and snakes around her throat. “Can you comprehend how much control it takes not to bend you over this piano and slam you until you scream?” I slide two fingers deep into her, and she cries out. “I hope you appreciate what I put myself through for your sake.”
“I do.” Her voice takes on a needy tone. “Are you gonna stop me from coming again? Please don’t.”
“I have a better idea.” I remove my fingers from her pussy and bring her juice onto her clit, making a V shape with the little button nestled between. I start a rhythmic motion, and she pulls her feet onto my knees, looking down to watch what I’m doing.
“Oh, that feels good,” she sighs.
My pajama pants are wet; from Lilyana or me, I neither know nor care. She makes small bouncing motions with her ass, and I let go of her neck so I can play with her tits. I find her nipples already firm, and as I roll one between my fingertips, her pussy spasms, trying to draw me back inside.
Holy shit, does this girl need my cock. My poor wife has a pussy that will need a lot of fucking if I’m to keep her in line, and I’m up to the task. I’m already as addicted to her body as she is to mine.
“You gonna give me what I want?” I reach down and free my cock, nudging the tip against her dripping entrance. “I won’t put it in, not yet. Give me your orgasm, wife. Come on. It’s mine, and I want it.”
I press down on the hood of her clit, and it’s game over. Lilyana screams as she climaxes, and I hold her to me, enjoying her quivering moans as she climbs down from the heights.
“Okay?” I ask.
“Yeah,” she pants. “Oh, Jesus. That was—oh my God. Don’t!”
She can do nothing about my arm around her waist; I’m far too strong. I tuck my knees inside hers and push my legs apart, forcing hers with them, and she can’t hide her sensitive pussy from my probing hands. My cock slips between her pussy lips as I massage her clit again.
“Another.” I bump my cockhead inside her, enjoying her slick warmth. “Give me another, Lilyana. Be a good girl.”
Her resistance is already waning, giving way to a trembling whine of pleasure as I work her clit, forcing her back to the peak. She arches her back against me as it hits, her pussy drenching my cock.
“Ahhhh fuck!”
“Don’t curse, tsvetok.” I shove the tip into her clutching hole, feeling her contracting rapidly around me. Her clit throbs under my fingertip. “For that, you don’t get a break this time. We’re going for a third, but you have to tell me when it hits. I’ll fuck you through it. You’re ready.”
She sure as Hell couldn’t be any more prepared. Her cunt is dripping; one smooth thrust, and I’d bottom out easily.
Lilyana tries to say something, but the words are reduced to a strangled garble as I clutch her throat again, squeezing tight. “You nasty little girl,” I whisper harshly in her ear. “Do you want to come on my cock?”
“Yes,” she says, her voice a barely audible rasp. “I need it. I don’t care if it hurts.”
With that, I let go of her throat and push her to her feet, spinning her away from me. I grab the back of her neck with one hand, a fistful of her golden hair in the other as I bend her over.
“Widen your stance, or it’ll be painful,” I say. “Jesus fuck, Lilyana. You look amazing. Such a slutty little pink hole. You want me to stretch it?” I reach beneath her, torturing her clit again, and she drops her hands hard onto the piano keys with a discordant clash of notes.
“Just do it!” she cries. “Make me come again. Oh God!”
I line up and plunge deep inside her, and she screams, her internal walls clutching crazily as I pull free again. “God didn’t intervene when you couldn’t make yourself come, did He?” I say. “I did. So don’t look to Him for your pleasure. Scream my fucking name, not His!”
“Arman!” She’s wild now, bucking her hips and struggling to stay on her feet as I fuck her. “It hurts, but it’s so good. Don’t stop.”
“I can’t,” I gasp. I wrench her backward so she’s almost upright, my fingers flying over her clit. “Come now. I can’t hold on!”
She shudders, her knees buckling as she climaxes yet again. I feel the spark in my abdomen catch alight, and I speed up my thrusts, pounding her as my own orgasm powers through me.
I fall back onto the stool, taking Lilyana with me, and she sits on my throbbing cock as it spurts a huge load deep inside her twitching pussy. She drops back, her body a dead weight on mine, and we remain still for a minute as we recover.
Lilyana stands uneasily. She’s naked, covered in a sheen of sweat, her hair tumbling crazily around her face. “I gotta…bathroom,” she says, looking at her feet.
“Don’t be embarrassed, baby girl. You like getting fucked by me. That’s good. We are married, after all.”
