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"Well, damn daddy, let's go." Her response makes me chortle but it doesn't diminish my efforts to leave and get us back to the hotel.
Getting back to our room is a blur or activity we performed on autopilot. Our tipsy minds are both focused on one goal. I have her dress pushed down to expose her breasts the moment our door closes.
We make out like fiends as she claws at my clothes. Once my shirt is open, she pushes me towards a chair.
"The pants have to go," she informs me.
I have them pushed down to my ankles by the time my ass hits the seat. Imala reaches under the half of her dress she's still wearing and rids herself of underwear. My already hard dick twitches at the sight of lace sliding down her legs.
"I thought you wanted to sit on my face," I tease her although I don't care.
"I will, eventually. Right now, I want hard dick inside of me."
Fuck. "As you wish."
She doesn't hesitate to straddle me. Grabbing her hips, I help guide her down my dick. She shudders when I'm halfway inside of her. Imala's tits are at the perfect height for me to steal a taste. I nip and suck them for an appetizer but my actions cause her to release a throaty moan as she cums, clenching the part that's inside of her pussy. She wasn't kidding when she told me she was on the verge of cuming.
Imala was already wet, but she's soaked, and it feels divine when she slides the rest of the way down.
"Damn, Wyn. You feel so deep like this…"
She's damn beautiful with her head tilted back. Her closed eyes fan her lashes on her cheeks, and her mouth is open and begging me to fuck it. She swivels her hips until she finds the perfect way to make us pant.
I look down in time to watch her pussy swallow my dick on her down stroke and know that I'll never be the same again.
I reach behind her, collecting her juices on the tips of my fingers as she slams down on my dick. Once they're soaked, I guide them to the puckered hole. I coat it with the juices from my middle finger then follow up with the forefinger.
Imala clenches when I begin pressing a finger inside and it's heaven to my dick.
"Keep riding, Caterpillar and relax.”
"So you like ass play?" Her question is full of curiosity and not judgement.
"Baby, I'd pour champagne on your ass and suck it off. We can be as dirty, as kinky as you want because I'm the only one who can satisfy your sexual curiosity."
I’m inside up to my first knuckle. Imala gasps at the feeling of being fucked from both sides.
“This is such an odd yet pleasurable sensation,” she marvels.
A few seconds later she lets go and falls into the feeling. The more comfortable she becomes, the hotter it gets for me. My dick is straining and begging for release but I hold off until she gets off again.
I stick the thumb of my right hand into her mouth and lose myself in watching her suck on it.
“Shorter strokes, now. Grind on me, baby.”
She follows orders and the adjustment has her whimpering.
“This feels so good,” she confesses, but I’m not done.
I’m going for overload. I dip my head and resume my love affair with her tits, and I drop my now wet thumb between us and press it against her clit to give her friction with each move. My wife short-circuits a few seconds later. Her jaw drops but only a squeak comes out of her as the biggest orgasm she’s ever had wrecks her body. It’s so hot I reward her by coating her walls. We sit clinging to each other until we feel it’s safe enough to move.
Imala pops her head up and gives me a tired smile. “That was amazing! Now we can shower and prepare for round two.”
I laugh at the unexpected announcement. She wears me out. It’s not because of our eight-year difference, it’s because I’ve managed to create a monster. Her curiosity makes her want to discover everything, which is a lot since our wedding was just a week ago.
Rising, I follow her to the shower. Lucky for her, I enjoy slaying beasts.
Chapter Twenty
