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Love, Honor, and Obey update
🕑 Added 2021-02-14 13:13:22 +0000 UTCA beach towel was spread out over the couch and Wanda blushed, remembering she’d put it down to protect the upholstery the last time Steve had been feeling amorous—yesterday. It was still stained. She could still smell it.
Steve dropped her down on her back on top of it, Wanda rushing to cover herself as her skirt landed up above her groin. Then she realized how silly that was. She spread her legs wide, letting one ankle fall down to the floor while the other she draped over the back of the couch. She was already writing off her dress as something of a lost cause, or at least something only fit to wear around the house—Steve would not be leaving it in any fit condition for a church social, not unless she proved to have even more luck than to be married to such a wonderful man who loved her so much and had such a big cock to love her with.
“Alright, Steve. I guess we’ve put off taking care of that hard prick for long enough. I can’t let my husband walk around with a stiffie like that.” Wanda arched her hips up, her dress falling away to show him her garters again, and how wet he’d made her pussy.
With his battering ram cock run out in front of him, dripping precum, Steve crawled between her open thighs. He took his prick in hand and fit its head to Wanda’s opening, Wanda biting her lip as he did it, unable to stop herself from looking up at Steve with the most beseeching, slatternly look.
She always really wanted it by the time they got started. He either made her want it or she wanted it all the time and it just took a little push for him to get her to admit it. He smiled at her, not smugly, but simply appreciating how much she enjoyed them being in love.
“Go ahead, Steve. Fuck me as hard as you want!”
“Well, since you asked…” He started pressing himself into her, sighing as her slippery folds eagerly took him in.
Wanda wiggled her ass, helping his erection bore into her, gasping and groaning as it shouldered the walls of her pussy aside to take its rightful place inside her. “Yes! Oh yes, Steve, this is what I want! I want to be—your wife—Mrs. Rogers—want you fucking Mrs. Rogers’ cunt!”
Wanda heard a tight intake of breath as he hunched over her, as if he couldn’t quite believe his luck in getting such an invitation from a woman of her beauty. He supported his weight on outstretched arms, big hands anchored to either side of Wanda’s head. Steve worked his hips with a controlled fury, both trying to savor the tightness of her cunt as much as possible and trying to get as much of the sweet friction of their coitus as fast as possible. He drove himself into Wanda’s sex until his balls touched her pert ass and the very base of his erection was soaked by her wetness.
Wanda could not restrain herself. She thrust her long legs up around Steve’s narrow waist and scissored them around him as tightly as she could, knowing that even if she were trying to, she couldn’t do the man any harm. “Your prick’s so hard, hubby. No wonder you couldn’t wait to fuck me—fuck your horny wife right out of her mind…” Eagerly she humped her body up to his, grinding and thrusting her sex onto the fullness his cock gave her.
Steve reached one hand down to fondle the subtle curve of his hip—even his massive body only needed one of his hands to hold it up—and he dug his thumb into her pelvis, holding her lissome body in place as he withdrew from her. Slowly, savoring the tightness he was leaving, panting as the pressure of her cunt dragged at his engorged cock.
“Ready to come?” Wanda quipped, seeing the flustered clench of his jaw. If she wanted to, she thought she could get him off with one nice pop of her hips, but she would never want to cut short what Steve did to her.
“Not until I’ve done a whole lot more to that tight pussy,” Steve retorted, and slammed himself home once again.
Caught under his pistoning body, Wanda was subjected to the steady, needing rhythm of his thrusts, pumping his aching erection into her receptive flesh. Wanda sighed and moaned, moaned and sighed, thrilling to his strokes, her pussy clenching spasmodically around his swollen length. She worked her hips, until his hand was no longer holding her down, but riding with the undulations of her body, guiding it into his rhythm in a way she absolutely didn’t need, but didn’t mind at all.
Wanda liked how Steve seemed utterly addicted to the interplay of their bodies, unable to risk even the slightest chance of this rolling ecstasy stopping. She pumped harder against him, tightening her legs even more around his waist, and adding her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders.
“Give it to me harder, Steve! I won’t break! And I won’t ever get my fill!” Her cunt was already roiling, ready to come again. “Ggghh! You’ve got me just as horny as you are! Fuck me, Rogers! Mrs. Rogers needs to come!”
Steve rammed prick into cunt, feeling her juices boil around his thrusting hardness. Wanda winced, a momentary jerk of pain as she was filled beyond all reason. But of course, she could take it. The exquisite discomfort being stretched turned into pleasure, and more than pleasure, her stiffened clit rubbed by his shaft.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
She lifted her ankles high up his broad back, raising her ass, opening her sex completely for his frenzied strokes. The more she took, the more Steve realized she could take. He stopped holding back and gave it to her until the couch creaked under her, its legs squeaking around on the floor with the fury of their marital bliss. Wanda clawed at his brawny shoulders and whipped her hips up to skewer herself on his manhood.
“So tight, Mrs. Rogers,” Steve gasped. “Can’t believe I haven’t reamed this little cunt out yet.”
“Keep trying, baby,” Wanda moaned, caught between trying to do her part in their fucking and simply holding on for dear life.
Steve fucked her to the very limit of what she could handle, brutally pounding her clinging, clasping sex. Wanda didn’t know how he could be so aroused, how he could need her so much, but she didn’t care. She panted and cursed and took every thrust he gave her.
“I’m coming, Wanda!” he cried. “UNHH! Oh fuck, here it is! Ahhh…”
He hammered between her bare thighs, burying himself to the hilt in her ready slit. Wanda shuddered, feeling his cream gush into her, splattering her folds with spurt after spurt of his hot seed. It just kept exploding into her pussy, his shaft trembling with the force of the ejaculation, Wanda’s cunt actually stinging as it took his bursts. But she loved it, loved feeling how strongly he was coming for her, and as usual, it pushed her over the edge.
“MMMMM!” Crying and mewling, she pounded herself furiously on his erupting prick, Steve no longer able to move it himself in the luscious rapture of his cum. “You’ve got me, you’ve got me good! Ngghh! Oh fuck, fuck! Coommmiiiinnggg!”
Wanda’s pussy danced, sucking hard at Steve’s pumping cock. Her ass shook uncontrollably off the couch as another climax rushed through her—she felt it all over, in her tingling nipples, even in her pulsing anus, her whole body part of her cunt as it came all over his manhood.
And Steve started up again, brought out of his stupor by her lust for him, answering it in kind. He pumped her hard and fast through her climax, keeping her at the peak through sheer force of will for minutes on end. When he pulled his cock out of her, Wanda half-thought it would be smoking. It wasn’t. Instead, it was hard as bedrock, none of its stiffness gone despite how much of a load he had spurted into her.
“My, Steve!” she said admiringly. “You’re certainly not the kind to let a lady feel unappreciated!”
“Not when she’s my wife,” Steve groaned as he worked himself to his feet, clearly sore, aching from the force of his orgasm, but all that mattered was the dripping wet prick throbbing before him.
Knowing what he desired, Wanda sat up, though it made the cum she treasured spill out of her well-used pussy and onto the towel still fortuitously laid out beneath her. Steve stood before her, his massive erection slick all over from her cunt.
“I need more, Mrs. Rogers.”
“I always go the extra mile for my man,” Wanda winked up at him. She wrapped her hand tightly around the base of his prick, gasping as she felt how wet it was. She’d come so hard, his cock was saturated with her juices. Now she pulled him close, touching his cockhead to her lush lips. “A wizard might make do with a magic wand, but a witch needs the whole broomstick…”
Extending her tongue, Wanda cleaned his big cock all over, not at all caring that so much of what she tasted was her own pussy—loving it, in fact. It felt good knowing that delicious flavor was what Steve tasted every time he went down on her. I suppose it’s flattering—I want to give him a home-cooked meal, but he’d prefer it raw.
She didn’t think he’d like the bittersweet taste of his own ejaculate so much, but that was okay. More for her.
She kissed the tip of his prick, then heard Steve groan with need. He was past the point of being able to enjoy the preliminaries. It was time to finish him off. Wanda opened her mouth and he pushed his stiff cock right in, Wanda gurgling contentedly as he filled her throat with the same slow but unstoppable care as he had her pussy. She wrapped her lips around his veiny shaft, tightly clasping them around the midpoint of his length. Then she hollowed her cheeks, sucking him, satiated by the load he’d fed into her pussy while still hungering for him to do the same to her mouth.
“That’s it, Wanda!” Steve lavished his hands with the feel of her hair, rocking his hips into the delicious pressure of her mouth on his cock. He watched her expression contort with how she sucked him off, her lips clinging to his erection, the feel of his throbbing arousal hitting her taste buds. “Suck me. Get my cum. I need to come, Wanda!”
She bobbed her head in time with his pumping hips, loving that she was getting her face fucked by such a magnificent prick. She swirled her tongue around his knob, tasting the precum that seeped from his glans-hole to replace the old deliciousness of the cum she’d sucked away.
More and more of his cream was rising up from his balls and Wanda’s ass squirmed on the couch, gyrating on the cum he’d already deposited in her—she couldn’t wait for more to flow down her throat. She knew the suckjob she was giving him now would get her a whole river of the stuff.
She nearly choked, but Wanda managed to throat another inch of his thick cock. She tightened her fist around the root and feverishly jacked off what she couldn’t suck. There was so much to touch, so much to taste, so much to mouth, and he hadn’t even come yet…
“Just like that, just like that, yeah, YEAH, WANDA!” Steve grunted as he lunged forward. “Kkhhh!”
His cock exploded, pumping long ropes of his seed clear to Wanda’s gullet. She stroked his length furiously as his tasty cum washed up and down her throat, filling her mouth, rushing over her tongue. She tried to pucker her lips shut on his shaft, keep all his jizz in until it could be gulped down, but some frothed out, spilling down her chin.
It was amazing how much cum he still had after her cunt had milked that huge load out of him. She knew his balls were big, but they seemed capable of producing a never-ending supply as well. Repeatedly, his cockhead shot out liquid lightning bolts and Wanda took as much as she could. What she couldn’t take oozed out of her mouth, even trickled from her nostrils, making Wanda feel like an absolute slut. A happy one, too. She let his cum drip from her face as she licked the last burning drops of his seed off of his dribbling cockhead.
Steve moaned and added to her moment of sluttiness by wiping his cock in her hair before he sat down beside her. His rampant erection had finally been fucked and sucked into softness. Wanda wiped off her mouth with the back of her hand and looked at him lovingly. She loved to see her husband so satisfied. She also knew that he would be ready to satisfy himself again by the time they finished dinner.
***
“Remember the first time we made love?” Scott asked over dinner. Neither of them had really dressed, but Wanda had splashed her face with cold water. She felt a little more embarrassed to be without make-up than she did to still have Steve’s cum in her hair, the smell of it piquing her senses even as she ate.
“How could I forget?” Wanda replied. “My parents were planting something in the flowerbed under my window. I was on the second story and I leaned out to talk to them…”
“All they could see was your top half…”
“You make it sound like that’s disappointing,” Wanda teased. “I think some of my best qualities are from the waist up.”
“Maybe. But once you’ve been under your waist, it’s hard to settle for anything else.”
“I’ll take your word for it. Seeing as how you didn’t settle for anything else. Not that day and not any day since.”
“You looked so good, bent over with your elbows on the window sill, I just had to do something.”
“Something!” Wanda repeated with a shriek of merriment. “You gave me the shock of a lifetime! You’re lucky I didn’t scream.”
“You screamed plenty later…”
“And enjoyed it a lot more than having to keep mum. There I was, talking to my parents when suddenly my skirt flew up and my panties flew down. The next thing I knew, you had me by the waist and were pumping right into me! I’d never felt anything like it! Luckily I was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t scream.”
“You just sorta drooled,” Steve recalled fondly. “It was a real thrill, fucking you with your folks right there, not knowing what was going on. I figured they never liked me anyway. Maybe if they knew how happy I made you, it would actually improve my standing.”
“Happy? I was coming my brains out and all I could think about was not giving it away. I had to cough so I wouldn’t moan. Mom thought I was getting typhus or something. Can you believe it?”
“Wanda,” Steve told her seriously, “I’ve never given a girl a disease and I never will.”
Wanda laughed with him. “What about you? That was my first time—what was yours? And don’t tell me that was, because you knew what you were doing far too well for a man making it up as you went along!”
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Shendude
Niiiice, though there are a few typos here and there?
