Rachel Hanson, Happily Married Lesbian

Rachel couldn’t believe how happy she could be.

She sighed in contentment, spooning her naked bride. The wedding had been beautiful, all her friends and family there celebrating her joining the love of her life in a lifelong promise. She had never shared a connection with someone on a level this deep before. Her and her new wife hit it off from the moment they met, becoming fast friends, then just as quickly, lovers.

And GOD the sex! Rachel couldn’t believe the sex. It was amazing, mind blowing even.

She snuggled up close and smelled her wife’s perfume and shampoo, and she caught the faintest whiff of her sweat as well, the tale tell sign of the amazing night that had just ended, but also the first of many on a forever journey.

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‘Sweat’

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A memory struck her and she frowned, remembering it wasn’t that long ago where this kind of happiness seemed like it would never come.

It was only eight months ago that she was still with Joshua, her boyfriend of nearly three years, and for a short time she even called him fiancé.

She couldn’t believe she had even said yes to his half-baked lazy proposal, basically just throwing a cheap ring at her while he watched sports on television, but she thought at the time she loved him.

Josh however didn’t treat her like he loved her, he treated her like a maid, she cooked, cleaned, did his dirty laundry, while he sat around playing video games or watching something on cable.

‘God the laundry’ she grimaced. It smelled terrible every time she had to do it, and it wasn’t due to a hard days work at any job, he was constantly “on the hunt” for a new job, but every time he found something he walked out, or was fired within a month.

No it wasn’t a job that made his clothes smell. It was just him. She swore that man rarely showered. She asked him and he promised he showered every day, but she never noticed his body wash moving. That made the fact that he thought with his dick more than his head even worse. The smell of his unwashed junk as she blew him for the fifth time that week was forever burned in her nose. Ugh the smell…

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The smell was intoxicating, her eyes fluttered as Rachel sat on her knees and bathed her husband’s balls with her tongue. Her hand quickly moving up and down Josh’s five inches. She couldn’t resist him on a normal day, but the smell of her husband’s musk, his sweat, turned her on beyond belief, she was practically leaking at this point. Her other hand was a blur between her own legs, she had already orgasmed once when giving his balls a nice spit soaked shine, and another was approaching fast.

Josh took his wife’s head between his hands, lifting her from his balls, before quickly impaling her mouth with his dick. Rachel moaned in delight as he used her, holding on to her pigtails like handles, he had always loved her in pigtails, forcing her head up and down, up and down, at his preferred pace.

Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head as she was overcome with so many different sensations as her husband’s dick pummeled her mouth, she loved giving him complete control so she could focus only on her senses. The smells, the taste, the feeling of complete submission to her wonderful husband, and the ache between her legs as another orgasm closed in.

Soon enough Rachel felt her husband stiffen, she nearly squealed knowing what was coming. He never warned her, but she knew her man. He pulled her pigtails as low as he could get them, his cock sitting at the entrance of her throat, and he roared as he came straight down the willing well, Rachel squirming as her second climax exploded at the same time.

Moments later, she sat on her knees in front of him, her sweat covered head resting on his sweaty thigh, as she suckled his deflating member.

Rachel couldn’t believe how happy she could be.