Reclaimed By My Man
of
Nora Wilson
genre
romantic
He just needed a little competition.
My husband stared at me with eyes so hot he could burn me. I blinked.
“Huh?”
He was still standing at the door; I was still outside. He cleared his throat. Seemingly, I had startled him out of his thoughts. “You are beautiful.”
My heart skipped a beat. “You mean…?”
He pulled me into a hug despite I was sweaty, and probably smelled like sex, except not with him. “It happened.”
I nodded and hugged him back. “Yes, it did.”
“Fuck.” His cock twitched; when he hugged me this close, it was hard to not notice it.
I chuckled. “Turned on already?”
He pulled me closer and sniffed me. “Somehow, you smell a bit like him.”
I laughed. He didn’t know who the man was, so there was no way he knew what that one smelled like. “Maybe. Does your naughty wife get to go in the door?”
“Oh, right.” He took a step to the side for me to walk in before he closed the door behind us.
The moment I put my handbag down, he hugged me again. “Tell me. What did he do to you?”
I shivered. “You said you don’t care as long as I have fun.”
He scowled. “Now you don’t want to tell me?”
He was so hard that it looked painful for his cock to stay in his jeans. I stroked it and he moaned, getting harder and probably struggling harder to contain himself.
I said, “I can tell you for sure, not here though.”
He grunted, quite a rare thing when he was usually such a gentleman and knew exactly how to keep a poker face for his job. Now, without a suit on, maybe the casual clothes made him more comfortable. Or… knowing that he had sent me off to get fucked by another man was getting him ready to fuck me too.
He nudged me and we headed to our bedroom. It had been a while since he was that eager for sex. We had been married for a long time now, and in a way, we knew each other’s bodies a bit too well. So, we had a lot less heat between us. But now… He was in a hurry to get me on the bed.
I chuckled when he reached for my zipper. “You can’t wait at least a moment?”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but… you look great today.”
“After getting fucked by another man.”
“Well, you have no idea. When I even imagine another man touching you.”
He squeezed my ass and got me naked on the bed. He kissed every inch of my skin, even my sweat from the earlier action. I shivered from the fire he lit along the way.
“You only like it when there is someone to compete with you?”
He stared at me. “Hm…” He smirked. “I don’t know. But you know I love you regardless.”
I stroked his naked chest. He was still the man I remembered. Still handsome and with this perfect body, still the man I fell in love with. We were still in love, we just… had less sex between us. He was always busy with his work, or we would be happy enough to just cuddle.
I wrapped my fingers around his cock. “So hard this evening.”
“I’ve waited for you for so long.”
“Oh, that young man fucked me hard. You have no idea how he went crazy with me. Guess he loved my pussy.”
My man thrust into me. I was so soaked from both my juice and the young guy’s cum. “You are so fucking wet. A young guy, huh?”
“Mmm.” I gasped when he rocked me, his cock rubbing me in all the right places. I wrapped my arms around him. I had been missing his touches and his cock for longer than I realized. He knew my body like no one else. I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure he gave me.
“Did he use all of you?”
“Oh yes. He took me hard.”
“Did he make you come?”
“A few times.”
“You’re a dirty slut.”
“I am.” There was a flame inside my stomach. I probably should never have asked him to let me get another cock inside me, but, fuck, if it meant I would get double sex for the night, I would be down for this a lot more than I expected.
My man couldn’t say I forced it on him either. I mentioned adding some spice into our lives and he was so turned on at once. When I left the door, he was the one sending me off.
I shivered when he picked up speed, claiming me for himself once again. “Mm… Yes! Take me harder!”
His cock twitched inside me. Maybe he wasn’t as young as that guy, but he was definitely better at teasing me with his random pace. Just when I could get used to his deep thrusts, he teased me with shallow ones. When I least expected, he rammed deep inside me.
I grabbed his cock and held it tight. “Fuck me, baby. Please.”
He growled, grabbing my hips. “Good girl.” He pushed deeper inside me, pounding in pleasure that I didn’t know before. Maybe I hadn’t had his cock for a bit too long, or he really was this amazing all along.
I squirmed and cried out when an orgasm hit. He was so good with my body. Every thrust was slow and gentle until he rammed deep inside me. “Yes! You are so great.”
He grunted. “We should have done this a lot more.”
The shame in my stomach burned stronger. I was filled up with another man’s cum and he didn’t seem to be bothered at all. If anything, he liked it.
I asked, “Which part? Us fucking or you letting me go fuck another man?”
He growled. “Of course, that’s for me to take you harder and more often. I hated the idea of how another man made you come. You should be mine and mine alone.”
“Hm… Jealous?”
“Maybe, but I would enjoy fucking you over and over more.” His voice was husky and burning with passion. Something I thought had been gone for quite some time now. He was always the competitive one, I guess he was more than happy with the extra spice.
“Time to get some competitiveness over me?”
He smirked and his cock twitched inside me. “Indeed. I have no idea why I didn’t do it sooner. Or why work distracted me.”
I hugged him tight when his cock twitched and he filled me up, flushing my inside with his fresh cum. “Aw! Yes! It feels so good!”
He chuckled. “I missed this more than I realized.”
“Mmm, same. I missed how you pounded my pussy and made me come like your little slut.”
“Fuck…” His cock pulsed in more of his cum, until I was more than overflowing. “Now, mine. No one else.”
“Sure.” I kissed him. Maybe adding the spice was all we needed.
I snuggled up to him, feeling his heartbeat from his strong and muscular chest. He stroked my hair, his breath warm on me. Yes, this was the beast-like man who I loved a bit too much.
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My husband stared at me with eyes so hot he could burn me. I blinked.
“Huh?”
He was still standing at the door; I was still outside. He cleared his throat. Seemingly, I had startled him out of his thoughts. “You are beautiful.”
My heart skipped a beat. “You mean…?”
He pulled me into a hug despite I was sweaty, and probably smelled like sex, except not with him. “It happened.”
I nodded and hugged him back. “Yes, it did.”
“Fuck.” His cock twitched; when he hugged me this close, it was hard to not notice it.
I chuckled. “Turned on already?”
He pulled me closer and sniffed me. “Somehow, you smell a bit like him.”
I laughed. He didn’t know who the man was, so there was no way he knew what that one smelled like. “Maybe. Does your naughty wife get to go in the door?”
“Oh, right.” He took a step to the side for me to walk in before he closed the door behind us.
The moment I put my handbag down, he hugged me again. “Tell me. What did he do to you?”
I shivered. “You said you don’t care as long as I have fun.”
He scowled. “Now you don’t want to tell me?”
He was so hard that it looked painful for his cock to stay in his jeans. I stroked it and he moaned, getting harder and probably struggling harder to contain himself.
I said, “I can tell you for sure, not here though.”
He grunted, quite a rare thing when he was usually such a gentleman and knew exactly how to keep a poker face for his job. Now, without a suit on, maybe the casual clothes made him more comfortable. Or… knowing that he had sent me off to get fucked by another man was getting him ready to fuck me too.
He nudged me and we headed to our bedroom. It had been a while since he was that eager for sex. We had been married for a long time now, and in a way, we knew each other’s bodies a bit too well. So, we had a lot less heat between us. But now… He was in a hurry to get me on the bed.
I chuckled when he reached for my zipper. “You can’t wait at least a moment?”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but… you look great today.”
“After getting fucked by another man.”
“Well, you have no idea. When I even imagine another man touching you.”
He squeezed my ass and got me naked on the bed. He kissed every inch of my skin, even my sweat from the earlier action. I shivered from the fire he lit along the way.
“You only like it when there is someone to compete with you?”
He stared at me. “Hm…” He smirked. “I don’t know. But you know I love you regardless.”
I stroked his naked chest. He was still the man I remembered. Still handsome and with this perfect body, still the man I fell in love with. We were still in love, we just… had less sex between us. He was always busy with his work, or we would be happy enough to just cuddle.
I wrapped my fingers around his cock. “So hard this evening.”
“I’ve waited for you for so long.”
“Oh, that young man fucked me hard. You have no idea how he went crazy with me. Guess he loved my pussy.”
My man thrust into me. I was so soaked from both my juice and the young guy’s cum. “You are so fucking wet. A young guy, huh?”
“Mmm.” I gasped when he rocked me, his cock rubbing me in all the right places. I wrapped my arms around him. I had been missing his touches and his cock for longer than I realized. He knew my body like no one else. I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure he gave me.
“Did he use all of you?”
“Oh yes. He took me hard.”
“Did he make you come?”
“A few times.”
“You’re a dirty slut.”
“I am.” There was a flame inside my stomach. I probably should never have asked him to let me get another cock inside me, but, fuck, if it meant I would get double sex for the night, I would be down for this a lot more than I expected.
My man couldn’t say I forced it on him either. I mentioned adding some spice into our lives and he was so turned on at once. When I left the door, he was the one sending me off.
I shivered when he picked up speed, claiming me for himself once again. “Mm… Yes! Take me harder!”
His cock twitched inside me. Maybe he wasn’t as young as that guy, but he was definitely better at teasing me with his random pace. Just when I could get used to his deep thrusts, he teased me with shallow ones. When I least expected, he rammed deep inside me.
I grabbed his cock and held it tight. “Fuck me, baby. Please.”
He growled, grabbing my hips. “Good girl.” He pushed deeper inside me, pounding in pleasure that I didn’t know before. Maybe I hadn’t had his cock for a bit too long, or he really was this amazing all along.
I squirmed and cried out when an orgasm hit. He was so good with my body. Every thrust was slow and gentle until he rammed deep inside me. “Yes! You are so great.”
He grunted. “We should have done this a lot more.”
The shame in my stomach burned stronger. I was filled up with another man’s cum and he didn’t seem to be bothered at all. If anything, he liked it.
I asked, “Which part? Us fucking or you letting me go fuck another man?”
He growled. “Of course, that’s for me to take you harder and more often. I hated the idea of how another man made you come. You should be mine and mine alone.”
“Hm… Jealous?”
“Maybe, but I would enjoy fucking you over and over more.” His voice was husky and burning with passion. Something I thought had been gone for quite some time now. He was always the competitive one, I guess he was more than happy with the extra spice.
“Time to get some competitiveness over me?”
He smirked and his cock twitched inside me. “Indeed. I have no idea why I didn’t do it sooner. Or why work distracted me.”
I hugged him tight when his cock twitched and he filled me up, flushing my inside with his fresh cum. “Aw! Yes! It feels so good!”
He chuckled. “I missed this more than I realized.”
“Mmm, same. I missed how you pounded my pussy and made me come like your little slut.”
“Fuck…” His cock pulsed in more of his cum, until I was more than overflowing. “Now, mine. No one else.”
“Sure.” I kissed him. Maybe adding the spice was all we needed.
I snuggled up to him, feeling his heartbeat from his strong and muscular chest. He stroked my hair, his breath warm on me. Yes, this was the beast-like man who I loved a bit too much.
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