July 12th
I wish I could say I was a good wife but I can't. How can I expect my husband to be a good husband to me? He straight up asked me if I was cheating on him in any way. I lied, right to his face. Then I walked out the door, drove down the road and walked into a house. I played some games shot some mother fuckers and then watched true blood. The terror and the gore in that show turned me wild. My body was aching to touch his. I ran my fingers through his lush brown hair. I slide my hand down his neck and across his chest. He lay there with his eyes closed almost moaning at my touch. I leaned in and drug my lips across his ear and down his cheek. I hovered over his mouth as I ran my hand back through his hair and down his shoulders. Just as he leaned in to kiss me I pulled away with a smirk. He grasped my lower back forcing me to him, I try to pull away, I know I shouldn't give in to him. He wraps his free arm around my shoulders and slowly lowers his lips onto mine. I cave under his open desire for me. I can feel his hard manhood pressed against me. Ours lips brush apart as he leans back to look at me before forcefully kissing my neck. I shudder at the thought of what is about to happen. I moan softly into his ear and wrap my body around his. His back arches as I bite his neck. I can see a new type of fire light in his gorgeous blue eyes, he wants to control me. I yearn to do his bidding. I kiss his body as I pull up his shirt and caress his shoulders. He flips me over onto my back, and presses his hand up from my hips and up through my hair. I bite his lip as it passes by mine. He sits down beside me and holds me around the middle as his hand finds its way between my legs. Any ounce of resistance melted away by the touch of his god like hands. I claw at his back as he makes me cum before any clothes have even left my body. He now works his hand up my shorts and and massages my swollen clit. As I let out a low, almost inaudible moan, he thrusts his fingers into my wet throbbing pussy. Instant orgasm, I bite my lip as he stares at me with fierce eyes dripping with desire. He forces my lips open and shoves his full cock down my throat. I love the feel of being totally subservient, the feel of complete abandon. I let him fuck my throat until my pussy is begging for entry. He shoved his fingers deep with in me as he savagely grabs my hair to guide my lips along his throbbing cock. My entire body is shaking, unsure if I can handle more I tilt my head away. He takes the hint and rips my shirt over my head, my breasts bounce into his mouth. I claw his back towards me and kiss his chest, then his neck up to his face, he pushes me down and kisses me in a primal fashion, forcing my legs open around him. He slowly then quickly enters me. A rush of adrenaline grips my soul, I roll my hips up and down pressing against his ample cock. Again he makes me cum. I fall back against the bed, he flips my legs sideways and taunts me with the tip of his cock. I try to turn away and he grabs my hips and thrusts them against his. He lightly rocks his groin, holding me so I can only have what he gives me. I want more, harder, deeper, faster! He pulls my leg up across his chest and runs his hands along my shuddering body. Glee shines in his eyes at the things he has done and what he is about to do. He starts to fuck me again as his hand finds its way around my neck, my eyes roll back with euphoria. I start to have a full body orgasm when he leans in to tell me he is cumming. I lay there and feel his cock throbbing inside me. He let's himself fall to the side, grinning as if he has just created a masterpiece. I revel in the deeds I have done, it felt so good with him, every part of it, he knew exactly what, how and when to do to me. I light a cigarette and lean against him, he smiles and brushes my hair out if my face. I know I shouldn't have but I couldn't resist. I gathered my belongings and kissed his neck. He walked me to my car and I returned home. I wished I could have stayed and fallen asleep in his arms. Woken up by his kisses. Which would most assuredly lead to more. Every time I leave him it is like walking out of a dream. But he can never know that.