Destroy her pussy with his fist

Without any warning, I jam a fourth finger into my wife’s tight pussy, pushing my hand as far up as her body allows me to go.

Elaine arches her back and spreads her legs wider, allowing me deeper internal access. I alternate between sliding my hand in and out of her and twirling my hand back and forth inside of her, loosening her up. Judging by the erotic sounds of pleasure coming from her mouth and the absurd amount of wetness pooling between her legs, I’d say she’s thoroughly enjoying herself.

I really want to feel my entire fist inside of her, ripping her insides apart. I want to feel her come around my entire hand and pump all of her sweet pussy juice out of her.

“You like that, baby? Can you handle more?” I ask, hoping to God she’ll say yes.

And of course she does. My dirty little housewife.

“Fuck yes, Harry. Give me more. Fist fuck me as hard as you can. Destroy my dirty little cunt.” She says hungrily through gritted teeth.

That’s all the encouragement I needed. Without warning or any hesitation, I ram my entire fist inside of her. She cries out as her cunt absorbs my hand up to my wrist.

“Holy.... fucking... fuck!” She cries. “Your hand is so deep, Harry! Shit... my pussy is so fucking full!”

I growl as I move my fist inside of her every which way, destroying her innards. I feel more pre-cum leak from my cock as Elaine’s vaginal walls expand and contract around my hand. This is the deepest my hand has ever been inside of her, and it’s so fucking hot. I love knowing that I’m the only one who can do this to her, that has ever done this to her. I’m the only one that’s ever been buried this far up her pussy. Her sweet little cunt is all fucking mine.

“Come on, Elaine. Fuck my fist. Show me you’re mine. That’s it, baby.” I commend her, as she rhythmically moves her hips around my clenched fist.

“Go deeper! Please, Harry” she begs. “I need your fist deeper inside of me. Wanna come for you. Wanna show you I’m yours... Fuck me harder...” she moans, almost drunkenly.

My eyes widen, surprised at her demands, but of course I happily oblige. I wrap my arm around her back for the support that she’ll surely need once my fist is even deeper inside her groin. I open my mouth to ask if she’s ready but before I can say anything she glares at me and says “Hurry up! Please!”

Oh, that’s it. She. Is. Done for.

Forgetting about trying to be gentle, I roughly jam my arm further inside of her. She screams in... pain? Pleasure? I’m not sure, but wow does she scream.

I am now beyond wrist deep in my wife’s pussy and the pressure causes milk to once again spout from her tits. Keeping my arm deep inside of her, I stand up and pull her body up with me so that I am quite literally holding her up by her pussy, but also supporting some of her weight with my free arm.

My wife looks like a lactating finger puppet, and I the puppet master. She’s all mine, and I am the only one that has any control.

I wiggle my fingers and pump my hand inside of her, and I almost come when I realize the outlines of my fingers are protruding from her stomach.

“Oh, fuck, Elaine. You’re so fucking sexy. My arm is so deep in your pussy.” I say, the shock I’m experiencing about how she’s handling my fist making my words softer, more loving. I just want to see her come like this. I wonder how it would feel for her, for me!

Between her moans, I utter:

“I want you to come for me, baby. Can you do that for me, please?”