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I don’t remember pulling my cock out, stroking myself, hips pumping in the air, but I was. The man grabbed those long nipples, pushed her tits around his cock as he mouth-fucked her. Librarian cupped his balls and he went ballistic. His hands tangled in her hair as he slammed into her mouth again and again. I watched in amazement as she grabbed his ass, added her muscle to his momentum. In seconds, he pulled back and spurted white viscous fluid over her chest, which she rubbed into her skin.
I was past horny. I was about to explode!
On anxious legs, I strode back to our bedroom. I shed my clothes, slid beneath the covers again. My hands roamed across María’s belly as I nipped her shoulder, licked her earlobe, rubbed my rock-hard dick against her ass. I ran my hand into her panties, was feeling for her clit when she stopped me.
“I’m sore,” she protested.
“That’s all right,” I assured her. I turned away, felt for the tube of K-Y jelly in the nightstand. I lubed my pole, then squirted more on my fingers. I rolled back, began sliding the slippery lubricant between her ass cheeks as I sucked her neck.
“We haven’t done this in a minute,” she reminded me.
Way too long. “I know. I’ll be gentle,” I said, mouth reclaiming the patch of skin I’d been sucking. I blew into her ear and she seemed to ignite. Her body moved against me, her ass ground against my hardness, hands reached behind, rubbed my head. I directed my cock into the high hole and pushed. She moaned as I slipped past her sphincter. Relaxed as I slid in further.
“Damn,” she said before reaching into her nightstand, pulling out her mini-bullet.
Her Milky Way was tight as heck! My breath was labored as I held back, tried not to let my body take over, piston into her in my need. I stroked slowly, stretching an inch at a time as I fed my dick into her ass.
She inserted her bullet…and took me over the edge. Aw shit! I couldn’t
stop as the vibrations made me pump, hump, grind into her. She pushed back, hand reaching around grasping my ass cheek. I rode her chocolate highway in eighth gear.
Then…she put the bullet on my balls. I double-pumped as the vibration radiated through my sac. She put an arch in her back, made me sweat, slobber, speak in tongues, bite my tongue. I don’t remember cumming. I just remember bliss flooding my body before my eyes rolled into my head.
The following morning the conversation was a little livelier.
“What’s gotten into you, Tonio?” she questioned as she sipped her coffee.
I’d slipped into the shower, massaged her fully before I bathed her down. “You mean us, don’t you?”
“Okay. What’s gotten into us?” A smile played at the edges of her mouth.
“Ain’t nothing wrong with a husband loving his wife, now, is there?” I replied, leaning over to kiss her. She opened her mouth, gave me some tongue action. I flicked, glided, sucked and bit her tongue. I wanted her to understand that whatever she was looking for was already here.
She pulled back first. “If we keep this up, I’m gonna be late.” Her chest heaved.
Not a bad idea. But instead I fixed her mussed hair and ran a finger down her cheek, locking eyes with her the entire time.
She stood there, mouth agape, as I turned to the refrigerator. I flexed my butt as I reached in for the orange juice. She was in the same spot when I turned back.
“What?” I teased.
I saw the questions in her eyes; refused to answer them. She smiled again and shook her head. “Nothing. Nothing at all.” She picked up her purse and glanced back at me. “See you tonight.”
I walked over, pulled her into a hug and gave her another tongue lashing before releasing her. She wobbled, reached for the cabinet to balance herself. Said nothing more as she walked on unsteady legs up the hall, head shaking the entire time.
I watched her as she entered her car and backed out. No phone today. Good.
I kept up the sex pace. Thanks to Librarian Lady and her man, my dick surged to life whenever I heard a car next door. It was like we were on our honeymoon again. I was happy when I woke in the morning, satisfied when I closed my eyes. But Paradise doesn’t last forever. My wife finally had “The Chat.” I’d expected it sooner than this but in any event, I was ready.
“Honey, we’ve had sex five times this week. We’ve got to slow down. It’s wearing me out,” she complained.
Trying to love two ain’t easy to do. But one thing I’d decided: If one of us was gonna be missing out on the pussy, it wasn’t gonna be me.
“Aw, baby, you know I never could get enough of your good loving,” I smoozed, pulling her into my arms.
She tensed, held me at arm’s length. “I enjoy you too. It’s just that…“Her eyes looked everywhere but at me. “I’m getting worn out from…“Sexing two men. “…From us staying up so late and everything,” she finished lamely.
There were fatigue lines around her eyes and her mouth was tight. Most likely, her other lover was sweating her and she’d had to put him off, couldn’t work him over since I’d been laying down the pipe like I had a plumber’s degree. She wasn’t tired, she was worried.
