The Roses get frisky

Peter Rose bent over the deposition, rereading it for the dozenth time. This was one of the most complicated cases he'd ever taken, and trying to sort out the truth through the tangled knot of claims and accusations was twisting his brain into knots.

"Hi!"

He jumped as something hot and wet wrapped around his neck, almost falling off his chair. He spun, and the wet thing tumbled into his lap, revealing itself to be his wife, soaking wet from the Jacuzzi and stark naked.

"Mary?" he blurted out, startled. "What are you..."

Before he could finish that sentence, Rose planted her lips on his, draping herself over him. Her tongue **** its way into his mouth, wrapping around his and questing for attention.

Peter's mind reeled as he tried to process this unexpected intrusion. Inside his pants, his cock was so hard that it hurt.

In his lap, Mary abandoned his mouth and began to unbutton his shirt, kissing her way down his chest as she did so.

"Mary," Peter tried again, "what on earth's gotten into you?"

"You," she purred, tugging on his shirt, "or you will, at least." She shifted her weight, and the chair tipped over backwards, sending both of them tumbling to the floor. Somehow, Peter's face ended up jammed in between his wife's dripping wet breasts. He stared at them for a moment, stunned by his sudden landing. He'd never noticed how dark her nipples were before.

Mary shifted down his body until her head was level with his crotch, and began to undo his pants. Peter just stared at her, too stunned to react. It seemed simpler just to let Mary take control.

What on earth has gotten into her? he thought, with the last of his remaining wits. They'd been married almost three years, and he'd thought they had a healthy sex life, but she'd never done anything like this.

Mary finished undoing Peter's pants, and his penis sprang out, standing rigidly to attention. Mary licked it slowly, from balls to crown, then pushed herself up onto her knees, raised herself up, and plunged back down, impaling herself on Peter's hard length. She bounced up and down, slamming Peter's cock into herself, his balls slapping against her as she rode him like a bronco, her firm breasts bouncing up and down.

"Come on," she moaned, her dripping vagina squeezing Peter's dick as she impaled herself on it again and again. "Come on, honey, give me your cock, give me your hard cock, make me cum, give me your seed, oh fuck fuck FUCK!"

Her back arched and her pussy clenched around Peter's length, and he felt himself burst, emptying his balls into her womb, pleasure crackling along his nerves like lightning. He let out a voiceless cry as he emptied himself into his wife.

Mary rolled off Peter, dropping onto her hands and knees and presenting her tight ass and her pussy dripping with cum to her husband, her breasts dangling beneath her.

"Come on," she said eagerly. "Come on, Peter, fuck me like a bitch in heat. Ride me like the stallion you are, fill me with that hard length of yours!"

Peter stared for a moment, then clambered up onto his knees, his softening cock coming back to attention. The deposition could wait. Right now, he had a wet and naked wife to attend to.

Much later, the Roses lay entangled on the floor of Peter's study, too worn out even to talk. Mary's head rested on Peter's naked chest, his heartbeat pounding in her ear. Deep within her, the primitive consciousness of the demonic mass that had infiltrated her was beginning to panic. As a demon of lust, it fed not off sex, but off of sexual perversion. What Mary had done, sex with her lawful wedded husband? That was almost useless for the hell-taint's purposes. If Mary kept on fucking her husband, the demonic mass would starve even if the couple spent every day in an orgy like the one they'd enjoyed this afternoon.

The demonic taint mustered what embers of will and power remained to it. If it could push Mary into sex with _anyone_ other than Peter, that would give it something to work with. But it was already weak, barely able to muster the energy to nudge Mary. Could it manage to tempt Mary in time?