Longing

 

I watched my wife, watched her face, knew she was sore. He was big, thick, powerful. He'd started slowly with her, easing her thick cock into her a little at a time, first the head, pause, then an inch, pause, letting her adjust to him. But at some point he let go, switched from gentle lovemaking to urgent fucking.

She shook with pleasure as his rough hands held her legs up and apart, holding her so he could drive his cock deep into my wife. At first her hand pressed against his hip to slow him down, but towards the end she had it around him to push him deeper and I didn't know who was using who. 

At the end, he reverted to nature as he fucked her, grunting, pushing, taking until she was all but violently shaking when he held his cock inside her, emptying himself into her.

I watched as he pulled his still erect cock slowly out of her, harder, longer, and thicker post orgasm than I ever was. He pulled out as slowly as he first entered her, drawing every last ounce of pleasure from her body. When the head finally showed itself, popped out, it dragged a large gob of cum with it, deposited another on her lips as if marking her.

"Mmmfffggg." The moan escaped her lips with desperation, a sound I'd never heard before, part pain, part pleasure, part longing. She turned and looked at me, her eyes bore into me, begged me.

"Monica," I gasped, knowing what she was begging for.

"Please," she begged, "please."

I looked at the mess he made no her lips, knew how much more must be inside her.  "M...Monica," I whispered.

"Please," she begged again as if she needed emotional fulfillment from me as much as she'd needed physical fulfillment from him.

I swallowed, crawled between her legs. She waited for me to start, waited for me to take the first taste of my own accord, waited another beat as I licked up a glob of his cum. Then she reached for me, pulled my head and face towards her, pulled my mouth deep onto her cum covered pussy, and moaned in pleasure.

I knew thing would never be the same, could never be the same.

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  1. The tightness in your cage gave the clue that part of the changes would be that you'd be spending a lot more time doing this whilst being denied any release yourself.

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