Page 77 of Wake Me Up
“I want you to be my perfect little slut and suck my dick,” he says, mid-groan. “And I don’t want you to stop sucking it until cum is dripping down your throat.”
“Yes, sir,” I coo, pushing my hair behind my shoulders and bringing my head forward.
I stare up at him, eating up the look in his eyes right now. He looks like a crazed animal, and I can’t wait to watch him come undone for me.
“Fuck-ing … right,” I practically whimper as my wife deep-throats me.
Her perfect, full lips stay wrapped around my cock while her body rocks back and forth as her knees drive into the carpet.
“I don’t know what’s hotter.” I somehow force the words out through the pure ecstasy of my dick being in her throat. “You wearing that sexy lingerie with my jersey number or your lips stretching to accommodate my fat cock.” I fist her hair, forcing her eyes back to mine once more. “Or … how fucking turned on you get, just from sucking me off. You love it, don’t you, my little slut?”
She nods against my dick, whimpering as she continues to bob back and forth on it.
“I bet that pussy is dripping, isn’t it? Don’t worry; I plan to devour you after you make me come.”
She grabs my free hand, bringing it to her huge tits, and my balls instantly tingle. I run my fingers over the number patches that cover her perfect pink nipples before I push the bra down, exposing the hottest set of tits I’ve ever laid eyes on.
I take both hands and keep them right on her tits while she slides back, letting her tongue roll around the tip of my dick before taking me deep again. She moans loudly, loving having her tits played with, and when my cock hits the back of her throat and she gags, I take my right hand and forcefully keep my dick deep in her throat, feeling her gag again. But through her gags, she’s still moaning. My balls draw up clear fucking inside of me, and I explode, shooting cum deep inside of her. I pull myself out just far enough for her to stop gagging. Within seconds, she’s graciously swallowing medown, making sure she gets every last drop before she swipes her tongue over the tip.
“My beautiful wife knows I like my cock licked clean, doesn’t she?” I utter, my body still shaking as I run my thumb across her bottom lip. “Good job, baby. Now, turn around and lie against my desk.”
Greedily, she twirls around and leans forward, pressing her tits and stomach to the top of my desk. I grip her hips, pulling them back a little until her ass is right in my face. Her crotchless panties give me a beautiful view of her pussy, but they block her ass so I tear them off to give myself a better look.
“I can’t decide what I want to devour first,” I growl, biting down on her ass cheek. “This tight ass or your soaked pussy.” I slide my hand between her legs, rubbing my fingers against her heat. “Goddamn, you’re fucking drenched.”
She moans, and I tsk her.
“I can’t have you bringing attention to my office, Freya. That’ll get me in trouble.”
I look around my desk before I spot a package of briefs that a sponsor dropped off, along with a bunch of other ones for the guys to try out, and I tear one out. Walking around the desk, I sink down in front of her.
“Can I trust you to be quiet, or does that slutty mouth need to be stuffed with something other than my cock?”
Just from my words, she grinds herself against my desk, whimpering, and I shake my head.
“That’s what I thought, and I haven’t even driven my tongue inside that ass yet.”
Bringing the cloth to her lips, I glare down at her. “Open wide, baby.”
When her lips part, I stuff just enough of the material in it to silence her sounds, but I don’t fully gag her. “You’re such a fucking good girl, baby. So fucking good.”
Walking back around behind the desk, I hover over her, bringing my mouth to her ear and flicking my tongue against her neck. “Do you know how hard it makes me when you flip that switch and turn into my pretty little slut?” I growl, knowing she wants to moan out loudly, but all she can do is make a muffled sound. “I just came, and I’m already fucking hard again.”
She grinds her ass against my bare cock, and I sink back down in thechair and grip her waist, digging my nails into her skin. I lean my face forward, driving it into her ass. My tongue flicks inside of her, and I take a hand and slide my fingers inside her pussy while I eat her ass.
It’s a good thing I stuffed her mouth because if not, she’d be screaming out. Even through the briefs, her moans are insufferable, and I fucking love it, each one only making me lick her ass harder and pump my fingers faster in and out of her.
I shove her further onto the desk, bringing her pussy up enough for me to angle my head between her thighs, and taste her heat. Her hips greedily rock back and forth onto my face, roughly bucking her needy little pussy on my tongue.
Her hips thrust faster and faster, and her muffled moans become more desperate. I brace myself, ready to feel her quiver against my tongue, and not a moment later, that’s exactly what she gives me.
I don’t stop licking her pussy until I know she’s fucking spent and that I’ve worked her through the entirety of her orgasm. And when I hold her hips before sitting back in my chair, I let out a deep chuckle at the sight of her pulling the briefs from her mouth with her body still splayed across my desk.
Sitting up and swinging herself around so that her ass is on the desk and she’s facing me, she slaps me with the briefs. “You’re lucky these were new and in the package, big guy. But I’m not sure how happy boss-man Huff will feel about you using them for the straight filth you just did.”
I shrug, smirking. “I don’t really care how he feels about it. I got to eat my wife’s ass while she was lying on my desk. That’s the only thing I’m thinking about right now.” Reaching out, I squeeze her thighs. “What the hell got into you today, wifey? That right there? What we just did?” I fan myself. “Top three spank-bank moments, for sure. Hell, I’m going to get hard every time I’m in here … trying to mind my own business, just thinking about it.”
She swats me playfully before brushing her hair back with the back of her hand. “Okay, we really need to get dressed and unlock your door before your boss figures out what his assistant coach was in here doing on his fancy new desk.”
