Lascivious

Hypnotized

"Faster bitch! Ride that pussy like a man, not some wimp! Don't be a sissy!" she cried out and grabbed my ass pushing me faster into her.

I took that as a cue and upped my game. I grabbed her big boos and squeezed as I pounded from behind. "Arrh! Yeah, that feels good!" she mumbled as I squeezed harder. I moved from the boobs to her clit and flickered my finger on it. I could feel how swollen it was so I kept flickering the taut buds incessantly for some time until she shrilled and convoluted in my arms before I felt her liquid lick down my cock.

The contraction of her pussy around my cock, triggered mine making me feel a  euphoric wave wash over me.

I slapped my hand into my mouth as I convulsed with her and together, we fell on the marbled Parisian floor of the room. We laid there for a while until our erratic breath evened out.

"You have improved my baby punita.Sembra che tu ti sia prostituito" she accused coldly amidst seductively ( it seems you have been whoring)

I rose in my elbow and smiled at her "Is that a compliment?" I asked boldly since our sessions were over. She observed with a smirk for a while and then did her usual___pulled my lips down and gave me a reeling kiss that had my heart fluttering in confusion a couple of hours afterwards.

She doesn't fail to do that after a good make out and suffering.

Maybe it was usually the kisses that had me forgetting every affliction I've had to handle from her. My eyes were concentrated on her face long after she pulled away. I only noticed her standing up and leaving the room and only recovered when the door banged. I looked down on the floor and thought of what had happened. I would have to call my doctor to bring me some aspirin for the pains.

Most of the time, he would always look at me with questions in his eyes but couldn't ask them due to the presence of my wife. She would often be the best host, with her best-practised heart capturing smile on her face that the doctor would keep blushing till he flee from my house.

I stood from the floor and went out of the room into our chamber but she wasn't in there. From the sound coming from the shower, I guessed she was cleaning up. I picked up my grey robe and tied it around myself to saunter out of the room. I had to attend to works and make some calls before her ravenous appetite arises again.

Whenever we were together, that was all we did__practise different positions of sex. She never gets tired which had me considering if she took pills or was natural. The one time I had asked her, she had simply shrugged and as usual cut off the conversation by having my face embedded into her clits while she typed on her laptop. I didn't rise from her cookie until she closed her gadget and gave in to the feeling.

Though I feel it's as a result of her history as a stripper.

I hated that day with passion because, after all my trial at satisfying her, she had pushed me off and covered up herself saying I was garbage that had no useful experience. It was from that day I sort the help of online aids like the awesome porn sites I was subscribed to that gave me exclusive updates of great ways to pleasure a woman and have her squirming under me, seeking for more of my administration.

At first, I had been appalled by the different positions that the actors did, but with time, I got used to it and came to enjoy it. I watched most of the dominant videos with a female lead and knew for a fact that my situation was to an extent considerate considering the awful things the ladies did to their partners in the videos.

"Get me warm coffee with less cream," I told a maid and went straight to the study. I pulled out my desk to pick up a stapler and then I typed something into my laptop which I wanted to print and staple.