Page 156 of Unhinged

Simone’s hand drifts to my stomach, and I expect her to leave it there, so when she glides her hand to my recovering dick, I gasp. She gently rolls my balls, and her light touches tickle my dick as she swirls her fingers over my warming and tightening skin. I’m positive this is the fastest I’ve ever recouped after a cumshot. Not that I ever needed to go for another round of jerking that soon.

Kissing, I whisper, “What do you do to me?”

I feel her shrug and whisper back, “I don’t know. We’re learning this as we go. I’ve never wanted to explore sex with anyone. Just my hubby.” Simone gets up on her knees and announces, “There is something I want to try.”

“Nothing up my ass. Maybe yours...”

She laughs with a snort. “You’re so funny, swizzle stick.” Simone straddles my thighs, right below my resurgence. “You also have a lot of cream in your churn.”

I laugh. “Excuse me?”

She pulls her lower lips apart. I see her groin muscles move as her pussy drips my creampie. Fucking hell on fire. “Think of me as a bowl of cream. It looks like I need more.”

“Uh, okay. You don’t have to ask twice.”

Simone grins. “Good, because I want to watch you churn while I stir.” My damn mouth falls open, speechless. Simone grabs my left hand and removes my wedding ring.

“What are you doing?”

“I want to christen it.”

“You what?”

Simone opens her pussy more with one hand and pushes my ring into it with the other.

Jesus Fucking Christ, she didn’t just do that.

I stammer, “What the hell?”

“You’ll wear your wedding ring, knowing your wife came on it.” She giggles and moves my hand to my dick. “You’d better get started if you want your ring back.”

“Won’t it get lost?”

“Nope.”

“Okay, then. You first.”

“Fair enough.” Simone opens her legs more and slides two fingers into her pussy. She then pulls them out, holding my ring covered in my cum. She sends the ring back into her, and when she sucks her fingers, I’m dead. “You still taste good, baby.” My dick rises as I stare, shocked and so fucking turned on.

Simone then dips her finger again but uses my jizz to circle her clit. The more she rubs, the more my cream drips from her. I know, for a fact, I’m dead.

She grins at my hard-on as she fingers herself. “I guess you like this?”

“It’s so damn hot.” I grab my dick and stroke it. Simone’s eyes grow large as she watches. Her fingers move faster and watching her, my hand moves faster. Losing the playfulness, we moan together, and she adds some hip thrusts and fondles her tit. My wife is hotter than any porn star or runway model.

She squeals, “Oh, fuck!”

Groaning, I jerk faster as I watch Simone’s pussy squeeze her fingers. This is one of the hottest things I’ve ever fucking seen. When her orgasm finishes, she cups her pussy as she delivers my ring into her hand. Simone picks up my left hand and slides it back onto my finger as I stroke with my right. Son of a free-wheeling bitch.

When she releases my left hand, I grab hers, not having time to pull off her ring or the desire to hit such a small target with a big load. I hold it in front of my dick as I race to the finish. “Shit, Simone. You’re fucking sexy.”

“You are too, Greg. Keep going, baby.”

I pant, moan, and whine as I shoot cum on her hand, covering her wedding ring and her stomach. When I fizzle, Simone moves forward and slides onto my jizzed dick. It’s now sensitive, but we screw hard and fast for less than ten seconds before Simone tenses and cries, “Greg!” I watch her pussy twitch and my cum drip down my shaft. Holy fuck. If I could, I’d shoot another wad, watching this. No waterfall, but this has been mind-blowing, to say the fucking least.

Her loud shrieking nearly makes me cry tears of joy. Maybe I’m good at this.

Simone’s hands go into her shoulder-length blonde hair as she arches her back. It pulls her cum-covered stomach taught and her tits higher. And I’m beneath her in every damn way possible. Without a doubt, Simone is the most striking and loving woman I’ve ever met.

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