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Stop Asking Where Your Wife Is And Just F*ck Me | S*X Story

Stop Asking Where Your Wife Is And Just F*ck Me That Was All I Could Think About Has He Fingerd Me
I was lying spread-eagled on the couch, one leg on the floor, another on the back of the couch, p*ssy wide open and the remote to the home theatre going in and out of my open p*ssy. My eyes were closed; I was in another world, remembering a f**k session I had with three guys in Badagry. How they all used me one after the other in different positions, the movement of my hand sticking the remote control in and out of my dripping p*ssy became a blur as each scene of the groupie flashed before my eyes. I was moaning, using my other hand to pinch my erect bosoms one after the other as the feelings in my p*ssy intensified. I stuck the remote control further and further into me, using it like a dildo, wishing it was a hard stiff long cock. I was so close to cumming that my lips were open and my nostrils flaring as I built up to my climax. I arched my p*ssy forward as with one final plunge of the remote control deeply inside me, I let out an animal groan and c*m flowed out of my p*ssy.
I left the remote buried deep inside me as I rode my orgasms. After it had subsided, I removed the remote and brought it to my lips, licking my p*ssy juice off it. My eyes were tightly shut closed all this while. I was in a world all of my own, imagining guys, several of them doing things to me. I calmed down after some minutes and opened my eyes, finally sated. I blinked, blinked again, then quickly started up, trying to get up from the couch, looking for my discarded clothing. I’m in such a mess, caught pants down f**king the remote control in my aunt’s house by my aunt’s husband who was supposed to be off-shore on an oil rig! He was leaning against the door (which was supposed to be locked, oh forgot he has his own house key!), his bag on the floor beside him, a wicked smile on his face and a hell of a turgid cock in his hands!
‘’wel wel come sir’’ I stuttered, hurriedly trying to get my legs into my jeans but failing woefully. If I was a white woman, I would be all red with embarrassment. He continued smiling and walked over to me. I’m still standing by the couch, in a daze but unable to move. He didn’t say a word as he pushed me back on the couch. I made struggling motions to stand up but I couldn’t as he is a well-built tall guy and all muscular. That smile was still plastered on his face as he straddled my waist, placing each knee to the side of my body on the couch making sure I was tightly locked in. I could only struggle feebly in that position.
‘’Please uncle, I’m sorry’’ I said, still making an effort to get up. Still no word as he devoured my b**bs with his eyes, looking at first one, then the other and then shifting his gaze lower to my tummy, my thighs and my still wet crotch. I squirmed in discomfort as his look was making me hot, resurrecting the lust that I had just killed with a remote control. He didn’t stop, just kept on looking at my flushed body. Then his gaze came back and settled on my heaving b**bs, looking at them intently, his hands came up and he tried to cup them in his hands, of course he couldn’t, as both of his hands could not even encircle only one. I tried to stop him but my hands were pinned to my side with his knees which felt like iron grasps. I looked into his eyes pleadingly, trying to plead with him to let me go. I knew what he intended, I wasn’t a baby, but f**king my aunt’s husband was not something I planned on doing.
His gaze on my b**bs was hot and his hands were even hotter to the extent that I let out a groan. I couldn’t hold it back. My body betrayed me as my b**bs became fuller, my aureoles browner as blood pumped into them and my bosoms tauter than steel. That predatory smile had not left his face but became wider at the reaction he was getting from my body. Then he squeezed my b**bs, rubbed them on each other, caressed the bosoms, and raked his nails over them all the while still staring at me. My mouth had gone slightly open and an involuntary gasp escaped my lips as his actions sent pleasure coursing through my body. It was all I had been fantasising about as I f**ked the remote control deep into me and more. He released my b**bs and the treacherous entities pushed up, seeking his hands (or was that me arching my back upwards to get back at his hands?).
Then he bent his head downwards, ever slowly downwards as his lips pursed to make contact with my erect bosoms. I subconsciously pushed upwards to meet his mouth halfway, wanting to feel it on my skin. He licked first one bosom, then the other, intensifying the lick till it became a suck and sucking it deeper and deeper into his mouth. I can’t really explain what those lips were doing to me just that I lost all my senses, all control and in the tight confines his knees had placed my hands, my palm opened to caress his thigh. I wanted to press his head further and further into my bosoms but couldn’t. Then he lifted up his head and gathered both of my b**bs together, rubbing them against each other, licking first one bosom, then the other and then systematically placing both bosoms in his mouth and sucking at the same time! I screamed as climax engulfs and takes over my body by surprise. I never saw that coming.
He doesn’t stop sucking until my body quietens and my heaving subsided, then he raised his head and looked at me, releasing the pressure on my hands and thereby freeing me. I rubbed on my stiff wrist to restore circulation but that was all I could do as I had given up the fight. I wanted everything he was ready to give me, the fight was gone out of me. Maybe I will think of the wrongness of it all after I have sated the beast in me but for now, I wanted everything my aunt’s husband was going to be doing to me. As it was obvious that I wasn’t going to struggle with him anymore, my uncle stood up and removed his clothing, releasing a cock that was over 8inches long and maybe 5inches in girth. It was erect, with a big nodding cockhead, I wanted nothing more than to worship that cock, as my breathing increased at just the sight of it.
His eyes roam all over my body, coming to rest on that mound between my legs which was glittery with thick p*ssy juice. My thighs had involuntarily spread open exposing the pink treasure between. He looked greedily at it, then back at my face, to my heaving chest, my tummy and then again to that pink wetness. Then he knelt on the floor beside the couch and spread my thighs further, opening me up more and more to his gaze. Anticipation of what I think he has in store for me made me drip more and more juice. He suddenly dips a finger inside me and I almost jump out of my skin! The sensation is tingling and the anticipation killing. Then he starts moving that one finger inside me like someone stirring tea, round and round and up and down that one finger went until I was gasping and moving my hips in consonance with that one finger. Then he stops, looked me full in the eyes and out of the blue says;
‘’where’s your aunt?
‘’huhn? I gasped, disoriented, not knowing what the question was, pleasure making me senseless.
‘’where’s your aunt? He asked again, smiling, aware of what he is doing to me.
‘’went to the clinic with junior, then off to Mrs Olagunju’s son’s birthday party’’ I managed to answer as best as I could
‘’when did she leave? He asked.
I wanted to be f**ked not questioned! I thought to myself, you can’t bring me this far and leave me hanging. Don’t tell me you are having an attack of conscience. All this was running through my mind as I made an effort to answer him and ignore the sensation still running riot in me. As if he could sense the questions in me, his finger continued the assault on my p*ssy.
‘’when did she leave?’’ he asked again, all the while fingering me with that one finger
‘’abbbooout two two hours ago’’ I stuttered, estimating the time through the haze of pleasure not allowing me my faculty.
He looked at the walk clock in the sitting room then said ‘’good’’ as he plunged four fingers inside my steamy hole causing me howl in pleasure. He ignored my scream and just proceeded with what he was doing, using his thumb to rub on my stiff clit while making f**king motions with his fingers. It was a fast movement almost as if a small cock was f**king me. I moaned, groaned, screamed, gripped his head and just proceeded to make a fool of myself as my aunt’s husband proceeded to thoroughly finger f**k me. I was so lost in lust that I was begging him to let me suck his cock, pleading with him to f**k me, make me his whore, use me! He was deaf to my cries as he continued with what he was doing. Then he moved upwards and took one of my b**bs in his mouth, sucking it as if wanting to swallow the entire flesh and at this stage, I just lost total control, screeching at the top of my voice as I was hit by another tsunami of an climax, flooding his fingers with my womanly juices, pushing further and further unto his hands, gripping his head in a vice.
Then he removed his drenched fingers and proceeded to lick the juice off each, dipping into the still flowing fountain and licking and then burying his face inside my p*ssy and sucking the still flowing juice out of it. I was a quivering mess of sensations, my too sensitive clit wanting to run from his exploring tongue and at the same time wanting his tongue on it. It was a contradiction of emotions as I was taken to new heights and back, then up again and back down in one continuous motion. The fire inside me had intensified and I desperately wanted it quenched. I had reached Olympus about thrice but I still wanted to get there again, I wanted to remain on that pleasurable peak. Maybe he sensed the emotions running through me or he wanted some relief himself, he climbed on top of me and positioned his pre-c*m covered cock just above my gasping mouth, his mouth was still tightly clasped to my p*ssy, his tongue exploring all the crevices initially covered by my outer p*ssy lips, flicking across my clit every so often in a tantalising tease, stiffening up to stab into my depths every so often.
I needed to do something with my hands or lips as I opened my thighs further and further to allow him deeper access into me, so I flicked forward my tongue and tasted the pre-c*m dripping from his hanging cock, quite juicy, I love the salty taste of c*m. I quickly swallowed the droplets in my mouth and then flicked again until I was issuing several flicking motions on that cock, running my lips from the tip to the base. I knew I couldn’t deep throat it as the angle just wasn’t right and there was a risk of him impaling my throat all too suddenly, so I made do with sucking as much of it as I could, then licking the balls too. I knew I was getting to him as his cock got more turgid and a deep groan escaped his p*ssy stuffed mouth. I grind my p*ssy to his face as I sucked him harder and harder. I wanted the real f**k session to last and didn’t want to spoil it by him cumming too early, so I made all effort to get him to release his load down my throat. He couldn’t hold back the groans and moans as I worked his cock and true to tell he was creating a similar reaction in me as I moaned through the cock stuffed in my mouth. It was like his tongue had a rough patch that was rubbing on my clit, p*ssy lips and depths of me like sand paper. The sensation was excruciating, almost close to pain. Then he stuck a finger inside my a*s and I groaned as I came again flooding his mouth with more p*ssy juice. One rational part of me was thinking ‘’I hope uncle wouldn’t drown in my p*ssy juice’’ but the slut in me just let go, abandoned myself to the pleasure and rewarded his working mouth with c*m. He pushed his cock further down my throat as I had relaxed in my cock eating job to moan as I c*m. I quickly resumed my duties, licking at the veins surrounding that cock, making an effort to stick my tongue into his c*m hole and generally gobbling up the little length of it I could get down.
Uncle couldn’t stand the heat of my throat or the sensation my tongue was passing across to him, he started f**king my face but gradually. I guess he knew the position was not a too good one to ram his cock down my throat. His ministration on my p*ssy had lessened as I think he was concentrating on cumming. I guessed right as the f**king motion increased and I did all I could to keep up with the up and down motion making sure he had optimum pleasure from the encounter. A few minutes of this and I felt him stiffen and pulse as spurt after spurt of sperm was deposited down my throat. I swallowed as best I could but couldn’t get it all down and was almost choking on the salty juice as I spluttered when he eased up on the pressure and only the tip of his cock was left in my throat. A sizable quantity of it escaped through the side of my mouth and slide down my chin almost pooling on my b**bs. I continued sucking as the pressure had reduced and then his cock flopped out.
He got off me, knelt by the side of the couch, scooped off the sperm on my b**bs and then fed it to me until it was all gone down my throat. We were both sweating profusely and his mouth had p*ssy juice stock to his chin. He bent forward and kissed me full on the lips exchanging saliva with me as I tasted the tangy aftertaste of my p*ssy on his mouth. I’m sure he could also taste the saltiness of his sperm in mine. His hands continued to roam over my body, pinching my bosoms, squeezing and fondling the heavy mass of tissue. I had thought that I was sated, but no, sensations flooded my body again as his hands roved my body. Soon I felt like a string tightly strung, ready to burst at any moment as I writhed on the sitting room couch, basking in his touch and in his lusty look. I pressed my b**bs to his hands, not wanting the contact to end, straining more and more to receive his touch. Soon my entire body was almost off the couch as one of his roving hands had found its way back downstairs again, into my warm receptacle. My p*ssy opened up like a flower in bloom just at the touch of his fingers, my uncle is such an expert in teasing the female body, he knew where to touch, exactly how to touch where to get me panting and moaning. He pushed first one finger inside me, then another, another until he had four fingers in me again but this time, he just gave me short strokes of it, then stopped and licked his fingers clean, each time he did this, I felt bereaved but aroused. Then it became a synchronised motion, I would arch up my hips to draw his fingers deeper as he pushed them inside me, then withdrew and watched hungrily as he brought the fingers to his lips. After minutes of this, he must have noticed the hungry look in my eyes each time he licked his fingers, because subsequently, he would feed his drenched fingers to my lips one by one and I would greedily lick up my own p*ssy juice off it.
Suddenly, he stood up and lifted me off the couch, carried and placed me on the dining table, spread my legs as far as it would go, exposing my gaping p*ssy to his full view and proceeded to slam his cock deep inside me. I screamed, my p*ssy clenched, trying to draw him further in, gripping his cock tightly. He paused and when I had calmed a little, I looked down at our co-joined body to find him buried inside me to the hilt. I could only see his pubic hair and not even a bit of his cock flesh, as it was all inside me. I felt full, very full, like I had stuffed a baton in my p*ssy. He wiggled his hips and it felt like more of him had entered me (as if that were possible). Then he began to move, pushing deeply inside me until all that wonderful cock meat had nowhere else to go, then pull out to the tips and then shoving it back in me again. I tried as best as I could to assist in the thrusting but he had everything in control as he made very good use of his height and impressive physique to pound the living daylight out of me. It was all I could do not to faint as I held on to consciousness with all my might. It felt like a sledge hammer was in my inside pounding me in and out, all my nerves were filled with sensations emanating from my p*ssy. He pulled me more towards him lifting my b*tt off the dining table and increased the frequency and intensity of his thrusts. He kept this up for minutes on end, thrusting into me hard, pulling out till he was almost all out, and then shoving it back inside me again with full force. My b**bs were flopping right and left and I was inundated by sensations.
I felt a big wave of climax approaching, getting closer and closer and I saw stars as I exploded and sprayed juice all over his cock. He just looked at me, smiled that devilish smile and continued thrusting as if his whole life depended on it, as if that was the last f**k he would have on earth and he had decided to make it the best. Then he stopped ponding but still buried deep inside me, I felt the pulsing of his cock in my hole and the feel of my p*ssy muscles as they massaged his cock and tried to draw him further in. He leaned on me and kissed me deeply on the mouth again, probing the inner recess of my mouth with his tongue, depositing his spit into my mouth and sucking up mine. It was one of the most er*tic kiss I had ever had. I have only kissed very very few people like that and though I knew it was wrong kissing my uncle back like that, I gladly did, the action itself making me c*m deeply again and I sucked in my breath as his cock made a rotating motion inside me as if to stir the juices I was producing.
With a gasp, he let go of my lips and claimed my b**bs, sucking first one bosom, then the other. I wrapped my legs round his thigh trying to draw him further and further into me but all I succeeded in doing was to grind feebly against him. That in itself was ok by me as his pubic hair rubbing against my bald p*ssy was driving me crazy. Then he bite down hard on my bosoms one after the other in quick succession and I screamed, first in agony but again in pleasure as the two emotions became mixed and I could not distinguish one from the other, but my body jumped and my bosoms only became harder. He looked up at me and said;
‘’you are such a slut, I’m going to enjoy breaking you and making you mine. I’m going to spoil you for other guys cos no man would be able to pleasure you as much as I would’’. Poor me, I exploded again just at the words coming out of his mouth. I’m so obvious, good doms know me to be a sub when they see me and my body can’t resist the pleasure from hearing them talk like that to me or take control of my body. He smiled as he felt me c*m on his cock again, and then kissed me full on the lips again. I was so in trouble, dominated by my aunt’s husband and cumming hard and constantly from it!
‘’now I want to c*m, your aunt will be back in an hour or two. Get on your knees’’ he said and so saying pulled out of me, carried me off the table and placed me on my feet. I knew what he wanted so I got on my hands and knees, spread my thighs as far apart as possible, arched my waist so that my p*ssy lay open before his eyes. He didn’t waste time as he grabbed me by the waist, positioned his cock at the entrance of my p*ssy, rubbed it back and forth, back and forth and then slammed deeply inside me with a groan. Everything was a blur after that as he f**ked me hard and fast with long and short strokes that got to the very depth of me. I just buried my face in my hands as I moaned, groaned and made mewling sounds as my voice had grown hoarse from so much screaming. He spanked me till my b*tt felt sore, pinched my bosoms while fondling my dangling b**bs. I was a total sub as I just knelt there, controlled by the cock in me as I pushed back at him, welcomed very thrust, every spank, every pinch to my body, every bite to my back.
‘’you love it? Don’t you’’ my uncle whispered to my ears as he pounded his wife’s sister, made her his whore, showed her he was her dom. ‘’yes, yes, yes, yes’’ I panted back, not knowing what I was saying yes to but gladly saying it and meaning it as he whispered obscenities into my ears. I had c*m several times that it wasn’t stopping, it felt like one continuous climax was wracking my body. I felt like an extension of the man-hood that was embedded in me. He gripped my waist, increased his strokes and speed and then I felt like a fire hose had been left open inside of me as he deposited his seed deep within me. It felt like an unending supply of c*m and my body welcomed it as my p*ssy muscles gripped his cock tightly and made to take all he had to offer. It just won’t stop and kept spurting deep inside me until, almost an eternity afterwards, his deflated cock flopped out of my by now loose p*ssy. I collapsed, too tired to move.
‘’Next time, I’m f**king your a*s’’ he said, and I knew there would be a next time, very many next times.

source: Missyer*tica

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