The Diary Entries

Bottoming

(If you've read from chapter 57 married life by @Pyschokisses , this chapter is in reference to the recent chapter on that book.)

I've been under a lot of stress recently. More so than the usual kind of stress. I decided to take advantage of the kids being out the house by showing my husband the pleasure of bottoming. Since he can't recall such a pleasure, I had to help him some how. So after making him prep himself for me because it's f*cking hot to watch that's why. Anyone who states differently is clearly delusional. We first started off with him leaning over the couch with some weird programme playing in the background, it was a little distracting, I should of turned that television off when we were doing our foreplay... note to self to turn off annoying background noises, unless needed to muffle out certain sounds. (It works brilliantly as our eldest never mentions anything.) We changed to him riding me. Watching him f*ck himself with my... 

Moving on, someone barged into our house during our pleasurable act, (have to say my husband does bottoming really well 10/10 would let him ride again.) Some guy I've never seen before storms in red in the face looks as though he was chanting some witchfuckery at us, couldn't tell my husband was pretty loud as he reached his climax. Must say, that guy had some impeccable timing for my husband shot his load and I mean, that man can shoot far distance with that thing.. he managed to get some on the mans face. The colour quickly drained from the mans face and he slowly wiped some of it off with his finger and glanced at the white substance. Kakarot leaned back and apologised whereas I was watching the mans face contort to various expressions. The guy shot a glare at us both asking for my name, of course my husband was so quick to say. The guy then rants and raves about the fact I told his son that I f*cked his mom. Kakarot gaped at the guy then scowled at me, oh f*ck here we go, he's going to believe I done such an act. 

"Just how many kids do we have Vegeta?" Kakarot asked as he climbed off me, no f*cks given at the fact we were both naked. The guy pulled a face as Kakarot offered him a tshirt to clean the cum off his face.

"Just two... we only have two," I responded as I sat up placing a cushion between my legs. Not that I think that was going to make a blind bit of difference. That guys eyes been violated enough.

"Then why tell some kid you got his mom pregnant?" he asked with a confused expression.

All whilst the guy stood looking at us both, he probably didn't know where to look considering my husband was stood in front of him bollocks f*cking naked. I explained I lied to steal the kids quad bike, I just happened to guess the mothers name right. Kakarot shrugged at this and looked at the guy asking what his problem was. The guy growled at him mentioning the fact I stated I f*cked his wife. My husband responded with:

"How could he manage that when he's f*cking me?"

The guy looked at me and mumbled some insults and stormed out the house.

Damn we should lock the door...