Hell No

Nala, twitched as she felt my head at the precipice of her deepest point. A battering ram at the gate. She turned those beautiful green pools from her sister to me, calculation heavy in her eyes. I gave her a debonair smile and nodded as if to say "Do whatever you think is best." The wordless message was received as she bit her lip and smiled in a way that had my heart fluttering. Perceptive, daring, and sexy. I got the whole package.

She snapped into action, pulling her legs underneath her into a lewd stripper squat which caused her lewd perfectly shaped ass to stick out like two hams. Her knees wobbled. She gave an awkward smile as she caught herself from falling. She pushed my chest until I was flat on my back. She rose up until only the spongy knob of male destruction bulged at her labia. Pesha gasped and her cheeks blushed as the lewd pillar of man-meat flashed in front of her eyes for the first time. My wife mouthed some words to me before yelling at the top of her lungs, "Let them notice!" She dropped her curvy hips and endless inches disappeared speared through her folds and pressed into her womb. Her curvy weight settled onto my hanging balls with a lewd TWAP as I was pushed balls deep in that engorged sex.

"I WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW MY HUSBAND HAS THE BEST COCK IN THE WOOOOORLD!" she howled as the mother of all orgasms wrenched itself from every inch of her body. I heard the sound of dishes being shattered as her stomach convulsed around the fleshy hammer. I distinctly heard the sound of at least one "Oh My!" as her grasping claws tore shreds into the comfortable sheet. Her exploding cunt sprayed a solid stream of kitty cream which burst against my toned abdominal and covered me from nips to knees.

I underestimated my nymphomaniac wife. After a life-changing climax like that, I expected her to pass out. To unable to contain the sheer cock-addled joy and pass into the insensate world of dreams. She didn't. This only made her hungry.

This succubus in the form of my lioness wife rose her bubble butt up before dropping down into my waist. 10 slick inches appear. 10 brutal inches gone. Perfect legs working. Every lithe muscle, every bit of her body oiled for one purpose. An impossible machine dedicated to milking cock. Stomach bulging on the downstroke. Squirting from aftershocks and crying out as my head pierced her womb. The lewd sounds of cock squelching into that overstuffed womb filled the room. The unmistakable squeezing and milking were only broken by desperate cries.

"Cum my husband! Fill your kitty up with your thick cream! Every drop! Make me pregnant on our wedding day! Do it! Cum! Cum! Cum!"

My head was thrown back in ecstasy as I turned my head to Karisi, still head pointed inside of the curtain. Her face was a mask of hate. She absent-mindedly bit on the side of her finger in frustration. Her cheeks flushed were flushed and her eyes focused on the slick pillar filling her sister up. Her other hand was buried three deep in her cunt.

Now, this was a lot and I was only human. I felt a familiar roiling churning in my lemon-sized balls.