Her Inner Slut

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He watched her lie there in post-coital bliss, taking in the glow of her skin as it radiated off her body with the early morning rays that were sneaking through the blinds of their master bedroom. Her breathing was beginning to slow down, her trembling limbs not shaking as much, as she slowly descended from the high of the incredible orgasm her loving husband had supplied her with just moments before. Early morning sex was their thing. Something about his morning wood really got the plumbing in her lower body flowing with each tug, whether he was awake or not. “I fucking love your cock, baby,” she cooed before reaching over and stroking her husband’s stubbled face. A smile appeared from the corners of his mouth as he made eye contact with his wife, letting his lingering gaze show how he felt about her. “Mmm, and I love your tight, wet pussy,” he said with a wink. “Oh, John…I love you so much,” she said, radiating even more with the words that came from her sexy husband. “I love you mostest, Danica,” John replied, causing her to turn a few shades of red. *** Another night had passed and, with it, came another morning, a morning where their sex life took on another element. Danica had already forced his cock halfway down her throat by the time John had stirred, revelling in the feel of the usual morning wood that was always patiently waiting for her. She continued to suck on his engorged member, doing what she could to make sure it snugly fit into the tight confines of her slippery throat. “Fuck, baby,” he moaned out as he looked down to see his length disappear into the recesses of her waiting orifice just after coming to. Danica moaned her response as she began sucking his meat with more gusto, cramming his rod to the point of gagging, before pulling back to allow herself to breath. She loved sucking his cock, taking in his glorious pole, morning after morning. She lived for the moments where she could sneak his unsuspecting – albeit extremely hard, morning wood into her mouth and suck him awake. His response was always the same, but it never got old with her. John loved the way her velvety mouth felt while wrapped around the bulbous head of his prick as she sucked him in over and over again. He watched, in amazement, as she repeatedly stuffed his whole length down her wet, tight throat. One of his favorite attributes about her was the lack of the gag reflex that plagued so many women with aspirations to become the deep throat fantasy most men covet. He felt lucky to have a woman who wanted to please him in such a caring, yet dirty way. “Fuck,” Danica moaned, stroking his cock with her lithe hand while coming up for air. “You’re so sexy, baby,” John said as he watched her work her magic on his incredibly hard dick. “The fuck?” She gave him a quizative look, pausing her stroking hand, before continuing, “You’re the sexy one, baby! With all this sexy hardness in my hand…fucking shit…” Her eyes glossed over as she worked his cock with her small hand, squeezing and releasing at precise times. She adored her husband and everything that he had to offer – cock included. She felt like she owed him everything for the way he took her in after she walked in on her boyfriend at the time, fucking some girl in their bed. She had nowhere to go but to John’s place that night and, for that, she was forever grateful to him. She didn’t want to do anything that would ever jeopardize what they have. She made it her goal to make him happy for making her even happier. “All this hardness is for you, my love,” John said before grazing his fingers over the soft flesh of her creamy thigh. “ All of it .” Danica’s faced burned red as she stared at her loving husband, his cock still in tow, before slowly moving towards him. She maintained her firm grasp on his stick as she swung her leg over his waist before settling in, his cock snugly concealed in the deepest depths of her tight pussy. “And all this wetness is for you, my love,” she said before running her fingers through the light patch of his chest hair. “ All of it .” She braced herself on his chest before riding them both to a well timed, mutual orgasm. *** How do I wanna approach the subject without her thinking I have ulterior motives? John paced back and forth, racking his brain for ways to think of how he was going to bring it up to his wife. The idea had been in his head for quite some time, but he wasn’t sure how to parlay it to get his point across without her laughing in his face. They filmed themselves in the past, but that was the closest anyone else had come to seeing her naked since they had been together. And even then, şişli escort no one has seen their naughty escapades. “Hey, babe, I was thinking that, you know, since we’ve filmed ourselves, would you like to fuck some other man?” he spoke out loud to the empty room to see how ridiculous the idea would sound coming from his mouth. Yeah, that’d fly really fucking well with her since she’s always looking at other men. Pfft, yeah right! A trip to the lake had sparked the idea of seeing his wife with another man after a group of guys unabashedly let Danica know what they thought about her. His blood boiled just a bit when he realized that she wasn’t hiding the fact that she appreciated what they had to say and the looks that came with it. At first it pissed him off, but the more he thought about it, the more it turned him on to think about his wife on all fours with a random stranger behind her, thrusting his cock deep into… “Hey, I’m home!” Danica called from the foyer before walking into the living room. Shit! Too soon! “I’m in here!” he called out from the master bedroom. Danica hung her purse from the hook by the front door before her sandal clad feet carried her in the direction of the room that housed many of their memories. Her and John had recently purchased the house as a way to get out of the tiny one bedroom apartment he lived in that was constantly under watch by his pressuring grandparents. They had a knack for keeping a firmly placed thumb over him, even to the point of criticizing him just for going out to get a gallon of milk so he could eat breakfast before going to work under their constant supervision. He felt smothered, controlled and like a puppet without it’s strings. He couldn’t ever do any right by them until he finally pulled the plug on everything and moved out. “What have you been up to, babe?” she asked as she walked into the bedroom. “Oh, not much…just been thinking…” he trailed off, trying to find the courage to talk to his wife about the idea in his head. “Thinking about what?” She raised her eyebrow as she gave him a quizzical look. Images of Danica on her hands and knees taking a cock from behind raced through his mind as he looked into the eyes of his pretty wife. Seeing her eyes closed, mouth gaping open, while being royally fucked by someone other than him, had his dick hard immediately. He could picture how he wanted her to be fucked but he couldn’t form the words on the spot. “Well…you know how we’ve filmed ourselves in the past?” he asked, hoping his question would be a good way to break the ice. “Yeah…?” “I was thinking…that…” he trailed off again, trying everything he could think of to gather the balls to just spit it out. What’s the worse that could happen? She says no? “Come on, use your words.” His eyes wandered all across the room before he finally felt the urge to tell her what was on his mind. He looked into her eyes before saying, “I’d like to see you with another man.” He said it, his words hung heavy enough to be cut with a knife, as he held her gaze until she looked away. Searching for words to say, she kept her eyes glued to the carpet before looking around at the decorations that were strategically placed throughout the room. The words resonated through her, but she didn’t know how to respond. She wanted to please him, but the thought of being with another man didn’t settle too well with her after the incident with her ex-boyfriend. “I don’t know…I mean, with all that happened with Stewart, I don’t know if it’d be a good idea or not,” she said with apprehension. The idea intrigued her, but she still felt reluctant to give in. Fuck. “It’s okay, baby. You can tell me no. It’s something that’s been in my head since we went to Lake Ten Killer a few weeks ago,” he replied, a little dejected. “Why would that have anything to do with your idea?” she asked, completely forgetting about the encounter with the guys on the boat dock. “Do you not remember the guys that were there?” “Uh…wait…you mean the ones that were whistling and being obnoxious asses when we walked by?” “Yes, those guys. The ones where you turned around and smiled at before we continued walking back to the houseboat,” he said as he recalled that particular annoying moment. “Oh yeah…sorry, I was a little drunk and liked the attention,” she said as she blushed. “I could tell. Even though it pissed me off, it turned me on as well.” He looked at her, making sure she could see his approval. “Really? I mean, I remember how hard you fucked me after we got back to the houseboat, but I never took that into consideration…” “That’s exactly mecidiyeköy escort why I fucked you so hard,” he reassured her, looking right into her eyes. “Oh my…I never realized…that…” the words escaped her. “That thinking of seeing you with another guy really turns me on?” he asked. “Yes,” she responded before thinking about herself with another guy. The thought really made her wet, but she wasn’t too sure if it could be something that she’d actually do. She always strived to make John happy but, putting herself into a situation like that, kind of made her feel uncomfortable about it. “I see the wheels in that pretty little head of yours are spinning,” he said with a smile. “Oh, they’re definitely turning,” she began as she looked away from him, “I just don’t know how I feel about it. I mean, don’t get me wrong, it sounds fucking hot and what not, but I don’t know if I could actually go through with it.” John studied Danica for a moment, trying to get a bead on how she felt, before he spoke, “It’s okay if you don’t want to. Really, it is,” he said for reassurance even though he was screaming on the inside. “Promise? Cause I really don’t think I’d be comfortable going through with it even though it sounds really fucking hot.” She looked back to her husband with sympathy in her eyes. “I promise,” he lied with a smile. *** “Babe! Are you ready yet?” John yelled from the living room, beer in hand, as Danica finished prepping for the night. “Just about!” she yelled back as she applied the last of her make-up. Danica sauntered her way back into the living room where John sat waiting for her to finish getting ready. A smile crept over her face as John’s eyes grew with every swaying movements of her hips the closer she moved towards him. She loved the way he looked at her no matter what she was wearing. It could be something as simple as pajama pants and a t-shirt, to something sexy like the strapless summer dress that clung to every curve her body had to offer. “How do I look?” she asked as she did a little twirl for him, the fabric of the skirt lifting away from her toned, creamy thighs. “Stunning. Absolutely stunning.” He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she finished twirling for him. The soft fabrics of the dress enhanced the features of her body, causing her breasts to jut out and make her cleavage pop. It also showed the flare of her hips, giving her the perfect hourglass figure that he found incredibly sexy. And her ass looked nice and firm, like you could bounce a quarter off it if you tried hard enough. Her strawberry colored hair hung in curls off her shoulders, cascading half way down her back like a waterfall gleaming in the sunset. “You don’t look half bad yourself,” she said with a wink before straddling his lap, making sure to grind her pussy against the growing denim bulge in his pants. “Whatever,” he shot back just before pressing his lips against hers. Giggling, “oh hush, baby,” she said as she broke the kiss before getting off of him. “We better get going before we’re any more distracted.” “Yeah…” he began with a sigh, “you’re right,” he finished before standing up, downing the rest of his beer and grabbing the keys to his truck. “You still look fucking amazing.” “You’re such a liar,” she smirked as they walked out the front door of the house. “Oh whatever,” he said as he slapped her ass just before she entered the truck. “So, it’s Kyle’s birthday, right?” Danica asked as their truck backed out of the driveway. “Correct,” John replied before continuing, “He wants to hang out at the bar for a bit, recruit whomever he can and then have an epic after party at his house. This should be interesting,” he added with a laugh. “Yes it should,” she said with a slight grin. I wonder who’s gonna be there? Danica kept quiet the entire ride to the bar, the thoughts of how the night may go kept running through her head. No doubt there would be sex taking place since she’s always horny, especially with drinks involved, but she wasn’t sure how it would all play out. The thought of having another guy’s dick in her with John watching was very intriguing, but she felt like that shipped had already sailed. John hadn’t brought it up since then, so she wasn’t too sure if he had changed his mind about it or not. Then again, she hadn’t brought it up either. She watched the signs of the streets pass by the closer they were to the bar while feeling a mix of emotions. The more she thought about fucking another guy, the more she liked the idea of it. It brought back the memories of her younger days where she had no problems taking on two or more cocks at once. In fact, that was something she did every now and then, mainly to break up the monogamous of the relationships that she was in back then. And then Stewart came around. Fucking tool… The thought of him made her blood boil for the way things ended. She had so much time and devotion towards him for it all to be worthless in the end. He was the first guy she had been faithful to with the thought he’d be the same for her. But she should’ve known something was up when Stewart wouldn’t touch her after she gave birth to their son, Zak. The last six months of their relationship resulted in a whopping thirty seconds of sex combined. And it only happened because Danica took matters into her own hands to try to jump start their sex life. Wait, what sex life? But she’s glad things ended the way it did. Had she not walked in on Stewart fucking that girl, more than likely, she’d still be with him. “Earth to Danica…” John called out as he noticed the blank expression on her face as she stared out the window. “Huh?” she asked, snapping back to reality as they pulled into the parking lot of the bar. “You’ve been zoned out the past few minutes. Everything alright?” he asked, putting the truck in park. With a smile, she reached over and grabbed his hand before giving it a squeeze. “I’m with you, baby. Of course everything is good. But I’ve been thinking about what you want…er…me to do…” she trailed off with a blush. “And?” he asked, eyebrows raising. Hesitating, “I’m…considering it…” “Oh yeah?” “Yeah…I’m still not sure though…” “I understand, baby. But let’s get inside before Kyle blows up my phone wondering where the hell we are,” John said with a laugh before getting out of the truck. *** Drinks were flowing, bodies were rubbing against each other, as the beat of the music thumped through Danica’s body while she moved in rhythm with her husband. The feel of the music combined with John’s wandering hands didn’t help the ache she was feeling deep within her loins. As his hands continued to glide over her body, she couldn’t help but imagine they belonged to someone else. She couldn’t help but imagine that the growing bulge pressed firmly against her ass belonged to someone else. She couldn’t help but imagine the strong hands against her body forcing her to bend at the hips while that hard cock plunged itself deep inside her tight depths while she… “Baby, I need you!” she cried out, reaching behind her before tightly gripping his hard cock through his pants. “Woah! Easy, baby…” he whispered into her ear. “We’re in the middle of a large group of people. The last thing we need is to draw attention to ourselves like this. Trust me, when we get home…I’m going t-” Cutting him off, “No, I don’t think I can wait until then!” “Not that I’m complaining, but why the fuck are you so horny?” John asked. Because I’ve been drinking and the thought of being fucked by a stranger sounds very yummy right now. “You know how I get when I’ve been drinking! Besides…you’re running your hands all over my body. You know exactly what that does to me,” Danica said, turning around to face John. With a smile, “This is very true,” he finished with a wink. “Tell you what, if you’re a good girl, I may fuck you at Kyle’s house.” “Promise?” “Promise.” “Yay, you’re the best!” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck before cramming her tongue down his throat. Breaking the kiss, “We should go find Kyle and see if he’s ready to go,” he said before leaning in to whisper in her ear, “I know you need a good, thorough fucking.” I’m gonna need it a few times tonight… *** Pressing himself firmly against the swell of her ass, he leaned in close, breathing warm air across her neck before whispering, “I’m sure you like the way he’s looking at you, huh? You little slut…” Subtly moving her ass against his swelling bulge, all she could do was nod approvingly as the warmth of his breath sent chills running down her spine, causing her pussy to tingle more with anticipation. She did enjoy the way the stranger was watching her from afar, the way he unabashedly let her know he approved of the way she looked. Something about him seemed oddly familiar, but she couldn’t quite place where she knew him from. Wait, is that… Planting warm, soft kisses on her neck, he slowly moved toward her ear to finish his thought, “I know he’d love to have the chance to fuck that tight pussy of yours, making you scream under his control while his cock slams deep over and over again. And I’m sure the slut inside you would come out and love every. Single. Bit. Of it,” he finished, making eye contact with the stranger. Pussy completely melting with his words and lips, she leaned her head back against his shoulder, doing her damnedest to not let out the moan that was threatening to escape from her pursed lips.

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