It’s almost as if his balls are giving my pussy a spanking.
It feels so very good, and hits that spot both deep inside and my clit at the same time.
I feel his hand come down hard upon my ass, hearing the smack before I feel the bite of pain as he spanks me. Thrusting harder and harder, I can feel his breathing start to change as he slides in and out of my wet, dripping pussy. I feel the wetness rushing down my legs and realize that it’s not water from the shower.
That it’s from my sopping wet pussy as he pushes deeper and deeper, almost as if he is trying to become a part of me.
His hand comes down hard across my ass again, almost rhythmically, and I sense that hot ball deep in my core, telling me I am about to lose this fight. I am so close to cumming I can taste it.
“Open your eyes, Little Bit; look at me right now.” I open my eyes and look deep into his eyes and he whispers to me, “Who does this pussy belong to?”
“You, Sir,” I answer immediately.
“Good answer,” he says, pleased. “Now hold on, cause I’m about to take you for a ride.” I brace myself and feel the hands in my hair hold on tighter and his body tense behind me. Every stroke seems to go deeper and deeper as we are both moaning with desire. I am completely breathless in need; it would take just one little thing to send me plummeting over the edge. “Little Bit,” he grinds out between his teeth, pulling my hair even tighter back so I am looking right at him. He makes sure my eyes are on him and that I’m paying attention as he reaches down with his other hand and slides his finger over my clit. “Cum, NOW.”
And I do.
I fall apart completely in his arms.
He is buried so deep inside of me that I don’t know where he begins and where I end. I feel my pussy clench and release all over his cock.
Groaning, he cums inside me at the same time I feel his arms around me. “I love you, Little Bit,” he murmurs against my back. He places a whisper of a kiss on my skin, so light I wonder if I imagined it or if it really was there.
Standing back up, I slide under the water to rinse off and soap my body up now that I have gotten thoroughly dirty. I am just standing there feeling the hot water slide over my body and hear a sharp, insistent knock on the bathroom door. Startled, I look up and realize that my husband is rapping on the door. I snap back to reality in an instant.
That was just a daydream? I ask myself. But it felt so real.
“Are you done in there yet”? My husband asks.
Still feeling the lingering caress of my phantom lover against my skin, I reply, “Almost done, just washing my hair now.” Holy shit! That was the hottest daydream yet.
After I’m done, I head into the bedroom and climb under the covers to lose myself in KL Donn’s Keeley’s Fight. It’s as I am reading that I can’t help but wonder…
If that shower was so hot, what would it be like to be with two men?
The end for now…
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