Lazy Sunday

Douglas awake to the sweet smell of Reena. She was nude, the dark forest between her thighs glistening with arousal. Douglas wondered what she was dreaming about, what was coaxing the arousal from her. He gently pursed his lips around her nipples, sucking each one. They were adorned with golden barbells now. She liked being a decorated, adored wife ... submitting to many, but dominating one utterly.

He kissed down her belly, careful not to disturb her, but she moaned gently nonetheless. Then he settled between her thighs. He adored her pussy, every hair, the amount of gold decorating her body, her scent ... he breathed in, relishing it. His tongue extended out, laving across the surface of her clit, moaning involuntarily at the taste of his Goddess.

"Up early I see? And presumptuous to boot," Reena said imperiously, but with a hint of humor behind it.

"You know I can't help it," Douglas said, his eyes glassy, his tongue pushing inside her pussy, sucking hungrily.

"I don't know how that is possible," Reena purred. "Can't get hard, after all."

"Yeah," Douglas moaned. She pulled out her vibrator, focusing it on her clit, the vibrations spilling through her sex. Douglas continued to feed on her, sucking for every droplet of nectar he could.

"That little nub is so undeserving," Reena continued. "I don't know how you fathered a child with me darling, truly I do not. But it's good we have a roster of ... better men, don't you think?"

"Yes," he said, his voice raspy. He knew after he made her cum he'd get his own, drawn off from that vibrator, his sac the only thing left that made an impression.

"In fact," Reena said teasingly. "I'm thinking of one more. With one man. Should it be Antoine? My first true bull, who's fathered two of our offspring. Maybe Kumar? He hasn't had the opportunity. I bet you'd love taking care of a fully Indian baby. Or maybe ... Rocco?"

Douglas didn't respond, his head swimming, just feeding on her pussier, which was growing wetter and creamier as she talked herself through it.

"Mmmm, Rocco still loves me you know. Still waits for me even. I could marry him in a heartbeat. Ferrari & Patel ... doesn't it have a ring to it? I wonder if we'd have a position for you still, him being such a defense guy. You'd love losing me to him." That set Douglas off. His weak nub twitched in its steel prison, and then released a heavy load of cum into his underwear. Reena chirped and clapped.

"I knew that'd get you off darling. Now, feed to your heart's content. It's Sunday, after all."