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"Oh yeah, oh yeah, that's it," Valerie murmured, her eyes tightly shut. She shifted her hips slightly and groaned softly. "God, Jacob, you're so fucking big. You better cum before you split me in two."
"Almost. There." My voice was almost more grunt than words. Though I liked to pride myself on my sexual stamina, I was getting pretty close to my limit. Valerie had already ridden me to two of her own orgasms, so watching her shudder and moan atop my cock had my libido dialed up to 11.
Moreover, this sex was doubly inspiring for its almost taboo nature. Valerie wasn't ordinarily a fan of morning sex and even less so when she was dressed. But since it'd been a few days since our last session and since my birthday was coming up, I'd coaxed her into hiking her skirt up above her waist and straddling me before she left for work. While I was completely naked, my wife was made-up and fully clothed - save for her panties and heels. Watching her silk blouse strain over her firm, round tits as she rocked her hips against me was proving to be a massive turn-on.
BRRRRRRRNNNNNNGG!
I was shocked out of my lusty bliss to the sound of Valerie's cell phone ringing. Valerie's eyes flew open. "Gotta get that," she declared. Before I could even start to protest, she lunged off me. My throbbing cock slid out of her with an obscene squelch and slapped hard against my abdomen. I groaned with displeasure.
"This is Mrs. Trask. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Got it. I'll be there soon." Valerie hung up and stepped over to her dressing table. She slipped on the black panties resting there before stepping into her shoes.
"What the fuck, Valerie?!" I gestured down towards the thick pillar of latex-covered flesh. (Though we'd been married nearly year, Valerie still preferred I wear a condom.) "You just going to leave me like this?!"
Valerie looked down and sighed. "Sorry, hun, but I need to go. You and your horse cock are on your own." She blew me a kiss and was out the door.
I was tempted to yell after her, but I held my tongue. Our sex life had become sporadic enough even when we were on good terms, but me calling her a selfish bitch now would only make things worse.
Things had really gone downhill since Valerie and her daughter had moved in with me. When we were dating, Valerie had been very enthusiastic in bed, eagerly impacting herself on me and moaning with delight about how big and thick I was. But after the wedding, we started sharing a bed every night instead of just once per week and Valerie's enthusiasm began to wane. Now she'd often as not she'd glance at the bulge in my pants, grumble I was too big, and then announce she was too sore to have sex. If I complained she'd suggest that I jack off in the bathroom.
I snorted derisively. As if giving myself a hand job was anywhere close to satisfying. I wanted fucking pussy, dammit. Only there was none to be found.
I stopped. That wasn't actually true. The was Valerie, and there was Valerie's daughter.
I didn't know Bella very well. She'd been off at a girl's boarding school when I met her mother and had only moved in after she finished high school. She was spending a couple semesters here to knock out some several introduction courses for cheap at the local community college before heading off to university. As such, she spent a lot of time in her room studying.
Valerie liked her daughter's quiet lifestyle. Valerie herself had been quite the vixen in her teens, but her unrestrained fondness for sex had gotten knocked up with Bella in high school. Afraid that her daughter might share her own proclivities, Valerie had sent Bella off to a girls-only school before she hit puberty. Valerie also gently discouraged Bella from dating, saying she'd have plenty of time for relationships after she graduated.
Looking at Bella, it was easy to understand Valerie's concern. Valerie had some impressive curves, but Bella was something else altogether. Her waist was so tiny that a Barbie doll would be jealous, which only made the gravity-defying orbs straining against her top all the more spectacular. I'd seen women as well as men stop and stare as she walked past. Yet despite her unquestionable sex appeal, she appeared to be completely unattached. Either she was truly as celibate as her mother hoped, or she'd had ninja-level skills of sneaking out without her mother realizing.
But right now, I didn't much care what Bella's experience level was. My cock was iron-hard and in need of release and my gorgeous stepdaughter was asleep in the room at the end of the hall. I pulled on a pair of boxers and a T-shirt to provide a bit of cover for my raging erection before tiptoeing towards Bella's bedroom.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah, that's it," Valerie murmured, her eyes tightly shut. She shifted her hips slightly and groaned softly. "God, Jacob, you're so fucking big. You better cum before you split me in two."
"Almost. There." My voice was almost more grunt than words. Though I liked to pride myself on my sexual stamina, I was getting pretty close to my limit. Valerie had already ridden me to two of her own orgasms, so watching her shudder and moan atop my cock had my libido dialed up to 11.
Moreover, this sex was doubly inspiring for its almost taboo nature. Valerie wasn't ordinarily a fan of morning sex and even less so when she was dressed. But since it'd been a few days since our last session and since my birthday was coming up, I'd coaxed her into hiking her skirt up above her waist and straddling me before she left for work. While I was completely naked, my wife was made-up and fully clothed - save for her panties and heels. Watching her silk blouse strain over her firm, round tits as she rocked her hips against me was proving to be a massive turn-on.
BRRRRRRRNNNNNNGG!
I was shocked out of my lusty bliss to the sound of Valerie's cell phone ringing. Valerie's eyes flew open. "Gotta get that," she declared. Before I could even start to protest, she lunged off me. My throbbing cock slid out of her with an obscene squelch and slapped hard against my abdomen. I groaned with displeasure.
"This is Mrs. Trask. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Got it. I'll be there soon." Valerie hung up and stepped over to her dressing table. She slipped on the black panties resting there before stepping into her shoes.
"What the fuck, Valerie?!" I gestured down towards the thick pillar of latex-covered flesh. (Though we'd been married nearly year, Valerie still preferred I wear a condom.) "You just going to leave me like this?!"
Valerie looked down and sighed. "Sorry, hun, but I need to go. You and your horse cock are on your own." She blew me a kiss and was out the door.
I was tempted to yell after her, but I held my tongue. Our sex life had become sporadic enough even when we were on good terms, but me calling her a selfish bitch now would only make things worse.
Things had really gone downhill since Valerie and her daughter had moved in with me. When we were dating, Valerie had been very enthusiastic in bed, eagerly impacting herself on me and moaning with delight about how big and thick I was. But after the wedding, we started sharing a bed every night instead of just once per week and Valerie's enthusiasm began to wane. Now she'd often as not she'd glance at the bulge in my pants, grumble I was too big, and then announce she was too sore to have sex. If I complained she'd suggest that I jack off in the bathroom.
I snorted derisively. As if giving myself a hand job was anywhere close to satisfying. I wanted fucking pussy, dammit. Only there was none to be found.
I stopped. That wasn't actually true. The was Valerie, and there was Valerie's daughter.
I didn't know Bella very well. She'd been off at a girl's boarding school when I met her mother and had only moved in after she finished high school. She was spending a couple semesters here to knock out some several introduction courses for cheap at the local community college before heading off to university. As such, she spent a lot of time in her room studying.
Valerie liked her daughter's quiet lifestyle. Valerie herself had been quite the vixen in her teens, but her unrestrained fondness for sex had gotten knocked up with Bella in high school. Afraid that her daughter might share her own proclivities, Valerie had sent Bella off to a girls-only school before she hit puberty. Valerie also gently discouraged Bella from dating, saying she'd have plenty of time for relationships after she graduated.
Looking at Bella, it was easy to understand Valerie's concern. Valerie had some impressive curves, but Bella was something else altogether. Her waist was so tiny that a Barbie doll would be jealous, which only made the gravity-defying orbs straining against her top all the more spectacular. I'd seen women as well as men stop and stare as she walked past. Yet despite her unquestionable sex appeal, she appeared to be completely unattached. Either she was truly as celibate as her mother hoped, or she'd had ninja-level skills of sneaking out without her mother realizing.
But right now, I didn't much care what Bella's experience level was. My cock was iron-hard and in need of release and my gorgeous stepdaughter was asleep in the room at the end of the hall. I pulled on a pair of boxers and a T-shirt to provide a bit of cover for my raging erection before tiptoeing towards Bella's bedroom.
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