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Chapter 8 by wrent wrent

Is he spent, or does he want you right now?

Spent.

You keep kissing him for a minute, but when you rub your hand across the front of his shorts you don't feel anything stiff.

'Sorry love, that was just so hot seeing you with him. I.. I couldn't hold back.'

'You came already?'

'Hah! I came every time you did.' he laughs.

'Three times in a row? I don't remember the last time you did that...'

'That time at the beach like ten years ago. I think we actually got 4 times then, but I'm completely spent now.'

You walk into the house holding hands as you say, 'Me too. I just want to curl up in bed after that. Like, my legs are shaking and I'm feeling a little light-headed.'

'He was really that good? You weren't playing it up for my benefit?'

You smile at him as you get ready to brush your teeth, 'that was all real. He was so smooth and patient with me.'

'I bet that nice long cock didn't hurt either.' He says, grinning at you.

You spit out some toothpaste and reply, 'You were right, I did like a bigger one. If only yours were a couple inches longer...' you tease, swiping at him.

He backs away laughing, 'not right now, it's pretty tender still.'

You toss on a long t-shirt to sleep in and crawl into bed, and your husband crawls in on the other side. You turn out the light and whisper, 'good night, I love you.' He whispers back, 'I love you too, and thank you for being a sexual goddess tonight.' {if p_apt != 0}Thinking back over the evening you realize you completely forgot to mention your tryst with Pierre at his apartment. You wonder if that should just stay your little secret, or if you should tell your husband about it the next time you want to excite him. {elseif i_enc = 5}Thinking back over the evening you realize you completely forgot to mention your tryst with Isaac on the rooftop. You wonder if that should just stay your little secret, or if you should tell your husband about it the next time you want to excite him.{endif}You smile and close your eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Sometime in the night you awake to a gentle grinding against your rear. You can't tell if your husband is just doing this in his sleep, of if he's awake, but you reach and hand down behind you and find him hard and ready. You start stroking him, and soon you feel his hands caressing your body. They make their way to your thong and start to peel it down just enough. Then you feel his cock probing at your entrance and he just slides right in. You realize you never cleaned up or changed your underwear after Simon, and you're very 'lubricated' still.

Your husband groans at he sinks into you slippery tunnel, and you're left wanting when he stops and strokes the other way. You're surprised how quickly you got used to Simon's deeper penetration. Knowing he likes to role-play you whisper to your husband, 'is that it Simon? You must be only halfway in.' He grunts and then starts fucking you hard, grabbing your hips with both hands. This spontaneous midnight sex is pretty hot, there have been a couple times when you find him rock hard in the middle of the night wanting you so badly. That said, you're pretty sure you aren't going to cum. Simon's deep and slow technique might have gotten you there, but your husband's hard and fast approach probably won't. Still, he doesn't need to know that. You cry out, 'Oh Simon, fuck me with that big dick. You're going to make me cum so hard.' You start panting and moaning, hoping you're not overdoing it, then you say, 'hurry! My husband might come back any second.' Your husband goes as fast as he can, squeezing your hips together as he fucks you. He starts grunting and you know he's on the edge. 'Oh yes! Fuck Yes! Simon! Ohh! GODD! My husband never makes me cum like that!' You immediately can feel warmth spreading inside as your husband's strokes slow down. Reaching over to pat his butt you say, 'mmm, that was so good Simon. I love your big cock.'

Your husband leans over and pulls your face toward him, giving you a deep kiss, then he slips out of you and rolls over. You pull your underwear back up, too tired to worry about getting cleaned up right now, and fall back asleep.

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