The Perfect Wife: Part Six by T Bell & T Bell

Author:T Bell & T Bell [Bell, T]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2021-10-11T00:00:00+00:00

PART 7

“Are you going to tell me what happened today.” My husband Patrick asked me.

The look on his face said everything. He was ready to rip my clothes off and the details of my sexual exploits that day would fuel his lovemaking. Not that he wanted to make love. The look on his face was one of pure animal lust. He wanted to fuck me and I’d only just walked through the front door of the house.

“Have you been imagining what I’ve been up to today, wishing you were there to watch.”

There was a look of guilt in his face.

“You were watching weren’t you. He sent you a link to the website, didn’t he?”

He nodded.

“And did it turn you on?”

“I couldn’t help myself. I wanked myself off in front of the computer, watching my wife fucking herself with a double dildo. It was so fucking erotic, then when you came, fucking hell. I’ve never known you cum like that. It was as though you’d ejaculated, liquid was spraying out of you. I came so hard it covered the keyboard and was running down the computer screen.”

He was laughing now. “It took me ages to clean it up. Is it still, you know, inside you? Was it remote controlled? Did he activate it when you were with other people. Did he make you cum with other people around?”

He’d closed the gap between us and his fingers were unbuttoning my blouse and his other hand was pulling my skirt up.

I sought his mouth out and we kissed passionately as his hand found its way between my legs and a finger slipped into my soaking pussy.

He’d answered one of his own questions and I felt he was almost disappointed that my pussy and arse weren’t full of a battery operated dildos, but that disappointment was momentary as he pushed my up against the lounge door and fingered me hard as he broke the kiss.

“Give me details, what happened after he stopped the live stream.”

That’s when it dawned on me, that he didn’t know about Peter.

I fumbled with his belt, undoing his trousers as I said.

“I fucked the office junior. Fitzpatrick made me seduce him and I enjoyed it. I fucking enjoyed it.”

I didn’t remember taking my husbands cock out of his pants, but I definitely remembered him kicking my legs apart and his cock driving into me, almost lifting me off my toes.

“You dirty fucking slut.” He said as he started to drive his cock into me. “Give me details.”

The more I told him about the events of the day, the harder he seemed to get and the faster he fucked me.

Neither of us were going to last long. We both knew that and as I told him how I’d straddled Peter lowering myself onto his cock, the memory of corrupting the young man took me over the edge and I screamed out in pleasure as Patrick lifted me off my feet and pinning me against the door, emptied himself into me, as I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding onto him as though I never wanted to let him go.

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