Hell yes!

I stopped pumping her ass and I could sense her immediate disappointment. ?Then let's stop the nonsense and get this cock inside your pussy.?

There was a long pause and finally she whimpered "I can't do that."

"Why the hell not?" I couldn't believe myself. All my inhibitions were draining away with each minute.

There was no answer so I answered for her. "It's because of him, right?" She was still on her hands and knees squirming her hips around in the air but she stopped long enough to look over her shoulder and me and softly nod her head yes.

"Well, we're stopping that shit right now. You are my bitch now. He lost all rights to you the minute you walked through my door tonight--something you did volluntarily, I might add. Now get those fucking panties off."

There was a light in her eyes that suddenly switched on. I don't know if it was the realization of how much I actually wanted her after all or maybe a slight bit of fear but I could she in her face make the decision to go all the way with me.

It didn?t take her long to get the thong off and I was a bit disappointed to see her ass cheeks no longer rudely on display. I sat on the floor, my back against the couch and Natalie backed up at me until she could grab my cock?clenched it?turned back to look at me and the lust in her eyes that had me so captivated earlier had been replaced with a strange mixture of hatred and lust. Her breasts were jutting out in front of her and the nipples appeared to have lengthened further during their rough ride on the carpet.

?Ride it bitch,? I said never breaking eye contact. Now it was my turn to not look away. Something had happened to me. She shivered at my mention of the word again and I could have sworn she had an orgasm while squatting there holding my cock.

?Ride me, bitch,? I repeated. Natalie straddled me and leaned forward again. She looked under her body at my cock and gave in the temptation to take hold of its base again. Her gorgeous large breasts swung down, giving me a better view of them. I also noticed the cleanly shaved pussy in front of me and the large clitoris sticking out from the folds. Oh, how I?d wanted to softly lick and kiss those lips, to delve my tongue deep into her nectar. Instead I was about to pound it--**** it-- ith my cock without any preparation or foreplay.

Natalie was pausing for some reason. As though the ass fucking was okay, but actual sex was going too far. If she did this, she was the one betraying her wedding vows. She would be the slut. She gave a slight whine and then, with the help of her hand clutching my shaft, penetrated herself fully on my cock. She was soaking wet. I was truly amazed at the amount of liquid that spilled out from her cavity as my cock replaced its space. ?Fucking god YES!? she resumed her cussing stream of consciousness. "I am YOUR bitch-slut!"

?Before this moment,? I grabbed her perfect waist and aided with her pushing up and down, ?you were your own free woman. You were someone?s wife, but you never belonged to anyone.? Natalie was pushing up predominantly with her right foot and now shifted all her weight to look over her shoulder at me. She was still moaning with her high pitch but she was listening intently to me. The leash was bouncing off her back, adding to my new fantasy. She pulled her ass cheek to the side and sped up her bouncing.

I continued ?But today, you gave all that up. You are no longer married and no longer subject to vows. You are not even your own person. You resigned that freedom the moment that trench coat hit the ground. You are now MY bitch.? Natalie moaned louder. ?You BELONG to me.? Again, her voice pitch grew.

I knew things had changed for both of us.