Ignore my wife

It was probably a figment of my imagination. I don’t hear anyone calling my name now. What I do hear is Phoebe begging for me to fuck her while her hand digs into my pants. I kiss and suck at her neck aggressively. The skin of her hand finally finds the flesh of my cock. She squeezes pumping the blood into my already engorged head. She sighs, “You’re so much harder. Seeing your wife with my husband must have really got you going.”

I don’t disagree. I say, “And you get to reap the benefits.” I push down my pants, then kneel between her spread legs. My cock sticks up hard and straight.

Phoebe looks down her body and admires me. She licks her lips. “I’m definitely not complaining.” She spreads her legs wider. “But I will start complaining if you don’t put that gorgeous fat cock in me right now.”

I angle my cock down and watch it. Phoebe is so much smaller than my wife, so my cock looks so much bigger going into her small body. I take it slow. I enjoy the view. I memorize the sight of my cock slowly easing its way into her pussy. Her warm walls squeeze me and they feel like home. I’m not on vacation in this pussy. I want to live here.

Phoebe typically has a dirty mouth that always has something teasing to say, but now with my cock filling her, she only gives the softest and sweetest moans. Moans as small and cute as her pussy. They make her seem so precious and delicate beneath me. Her moans remind me what a petite woman she is. She’s not the vicious badass she pretends to be. She’s purring from my cock. She’s a sweetheart.

I’m about to tell Phoebe how beautiful she is, how great her pussy is, how I wish I could stay inside her forever, how I love the way she moans, ask her to run away and make love every night.

Then my wife loudly clears her throat right next to me and taps my shoulder. “Didn’t you hear me calling for you!?”

Oh my god. My wife is cockblocking me from the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.