Look at Me One More Time

Blessing

Weeks later, my needs for sex started increasing.

I know I'm usually always horny, but this time, it was unbearable.

I was wet for no reason, I couldn't stop thinking about sex. Sometimes, I would masturbate in the shower but the urges came back in less than 2 hours after I was done.

I didn't want to scare Ben, so I only jumped on him like a starving tigress whenever he came home. Apparently, he noticed that I was touching myself even while sleeping.

"Are you alright, babe?" Out of concern, one morning he asked while we were having breakfast. "You're not yourself lately."

"I know, right?" I had to agree. "But it's maybe better shown than said."

Later that evening, after he returned from work I brought him to our room and laid naked on the bed to show him my clitoris that didn't want to stop twitching.

"I feel like shoving a toy dick permanently down there so my pussy can grab on something," I complained. "I have even troubles focusing on my work."

"Oh princess must be hurting," Ben said, as he knew sometimes he has the same kind of urge especially when he's lonely in the middle of the night. He bent down to give a peck on my horny nub and gently caress it with his moist lips.

At least if he was home, I knew he could be all supportive. It drove me crazy when I needed a dick so bad but he was not around.

"This feels better, I bet," he said while slowly penetrating me with his enlarging dick. He allowed himself to grow inside of me, and the sensation was indescribable.

"If only you can stay just like this," I said. "Even your scent is making me wanna fuck so bad."

"I can stop by home maybe two or three times during the day," he pushed a little bit deeper inside, making me moan. "In between my meet ups with the clients. Or during lunch."

"You can do that for me?"

"I come home for my sweet, beautiful wife," he said. "How can that be such a bad thing?"

Gently he caressed my face with his hand, grabbed me by behind the neck and started to kiss me. The kiss was so deep and intense, like he was sucking the whole of me. When our tongues touched, the warmth caused me to long for him even more than how much he was already inside.

He turned me around to a doggy position, but with my legs stuck together side by side, in between of his muscular long legs. Pushing himself back in again, he grunted loud as it was so much tighter than our usual positions.

My butt cheeks prevented him to go any deeper, so I was feeling a bit frustrated. But the moment he started spanking me hard, I became all excited again and begged for more.

His dick got longer and the curve made its way to the deepest it could. I was screaming, calling out his name.

I thought it was going to be a quickie, but he apparently lasted more than we originally anticipated. Every time he pushed himself in, slamming his balls against my butt, my thoughts went wild and I couldn't even focus on my breathing anymore.

The sounds my pussy was driving him nuts that he wanted to go faster so much. It must have been hard for a guy to try not to finish so soon.

I began dripping down to the sheets as he paused for a second, drowning his dick inside of me to shoot me with his pleasure cream.

It didn't end there. As he was heading back to work the next day, I stopped him as he was taking out the car and we fucked right there in the garage.

There were times that sex got so intense and the car started heating up that we had to open the doors even knowing that neighbors could hear us through the thin garage walls.

"We can't do this here," Ben's panting even though we were already doing it since 30 minutes ago now. "I have to pick up a client later and the car will smell like sex."

I snorted, holding my laughter. "How can a car smell like sex?"

He described our sweat drops, the combination of his cum and my cum, making me want to taste them even more. Then I said, " Let me suck your dick."

"No no, I will explode here," and he stopped talking as his penis was already inside my mouth, and wrapped by my insatiable tongue. His moans became louder and he reached out to close the car door again.

"Daddy, you can do more than this!" I said as his depleting energy made him look like he was going to surrender, though I knew saying that would only make him not giving up.

He pushed me against the corner of the back seat, lifted one of my legs above his shoulder and began fucking me harder. The curve went towards the side, touching my vagina wall in a way I couldn't even imagine. The splashing sounds of my drenched hole could be heard as our bodies slammed against each other and not so long after that, he unplugged himself from me and splattered my face with his juices, covering my nostrils, eyelids, dripping down to my shirt from the chin.

"Jesus," he exclaimed, as he glanced at the cross decorated on the wall of our garage. "Oh God."

I stared at him while licking the drop of his cum above my lip and he shook his head when I said, "I think the last time we had sex in the car was when we were in Algarve, or Porto?"

"What the fuck is wrong with you these days.." he was still thinking how did I become so lusty all of a sudden.

"And lucky they didn't have surveillance cameras in that parking lot or else."

"They could have. Your fault for being too sexy."

I laughed so hard watching him clean up the mess we made in the car. He took out so many wet wipes, and used Febreeze on the seats.

Later that evening, Ben came home with a pack from the pharmacy containing a pregnancy test kit.

"Just check," he said, handing it out to me. "You probably don't notice but you smell different now."

"I smell bad?" I felt suddenly embarrassed of myself, recalling the times I jumped on him for sex.

"No," he chuckled. "You just have different body odors now."

He explained that he had noticed it since a while, but only waited until I was in a really good mood to actually tell me to do the test.

Didn't want to offend me, he said.

I came back half an hour later to check the kit I left on the sink and nervously removed its box to see the results.

There were two lines on it.