Sleeping Forest - Renier Laroche (best black authors TXT) 📗

effect of his thickness as he continuously bottoms out inside of me. He removes his finger from my backside and wraps his arm around me in search of my clit, rubbing hard and fast when he reaches it. 

"Cum for me princess." He whispers in my ear.

And I do. I explode. Screaming his name as I reach my release. I can feel my muscles attacking him within me as he continues to pursue his own climax. My muscles milking his cock as he pulls out of me. With one final thrust, he bites into my shoulder and releases himself inside of me. He stays there for a beat before he gently releases my shoulder and pulls himself out of me, kissing my welted ass before I collapse to the bed. 

He disappears for a second before returning with a hot towel and begins to wipe my legs and sex of the mixture of our juices. When I am clean to his satisfaction, he climbs into bed beside me pulling me to him, my back to his front, fingers gently brushing my hair and whispers, "Sweet dreams princess." And we drift to sleep. Lay claim

"Ahh!" yelled Abby as her husband Shawn walked up her, bent over, wrapped an arm around her legs and threw her over his shoulder. "Where are you taking me?" she asked when he started to walk towards the stairs in their living room up to the second floor. 

Shawn remained silent, listening to his wife squeak as he carried her to their bedroom. It had been a long day and Shawn, a 28-year old man whose cock seemed hell-bent on impregnating Abby, had not fucked her in over 48 hours; far too long for a man with his voracious sexual appetite. Once at the top of the stairs Shawn turned and started down the hallway to the bedroom, smiling when he heard Abby's excited "Oohhh" coming from behind him.

Immediately after entering the room, Shawn tossed his wife on to the bed and took a second to admire her 5 foot frame, which made her D-cup tits seem much larger by comparison. As he quickly licked his lips as he prepared to ravage her body, Abby looked up at him and playfully asked "Are we going to take a shower?"

"Yes" replied Shawn as he reached down and grabbed Abby by the back of her neck. "Yes we are." Shawn pulled Abby up into a sitting position and proceeded to rip her shirt off over the top of her head before untying her pants and shoving her back onto the bed. Obediently, Abby lifted her hips to help her husband remove her remaining clothes. Shawn smiled as he grabbed her pants with both hands, making sure her underwear were also in his grasp, and pulled them down over her legs before throwing them into a heap in the corner of the room. With his own shirt already off, Shawn unbuttoned his shorts as Abby started to sit back up.

"I don't recall telling you to sit up." said Shawn as he used one hand to shove Abby back down on to the bed once more while removing his shorts with his other hand. Abby looked up at her husband standing over her then down at his hardening, now naked cock. "But this isn't showering..." Abby started to say as Shawn proceeded to climb onto the bed next to her, moving one hand under her head and the other between her legs. "Shut up" he said simply as he slid his fingers along the back of her head and up her scalp. Once he found what his instinct told him was the 'right' spot, Shawn grabbed a fist full of Abby's hair and pulled her head towards his, forcing their lips together as Abby struggled in vain to resist.

Abby was accustomed to her husband's sexual onslaughts and liked to tease him, goading him on by resisting his attempts to have sex with her. This resistance took on many forms, from playful denials of interest in sexual activity to trying to turn and squirm away as he would touch and play with her body. She knew Shawn loved to dominate her every bit as much as she loved being dominated; resisting him and making him force her to have sex with him only made their encounters that much hotter. 

While Shawn knew full well how Abby loved being forced to take his cock, he was a kind and respectful person and did not really want to hurt his wife's self-image or truly force her to do something she did not want to do. As a result, despite burning with desire to fuck her like a human cum-dumpster and force her to deep throat his cock as he fucked it with his 8 inch cock like a pussy, he had always resisted the urge. Today though, something was different. Shawn felt empowered to push the envelope and see how far he could go.

With his tongue darting in and out of her mouth, Abby felt her husband's hand grab her knee and pull her legs apart, exposing her moistening pussy. Shawn's fingers then slid lightly up her inner thigh, sending tingling chills up her leg as he tickled her on his way to her hole. Slowly and lightly, his fingers circled her labia as he teased her, only occasionally grazing over her clit. Pulling her head tighter into his, Shawn laid his hand on top of her pussy so the tip of his middle finger was just outside her hole, then slid it just inside her. He slowly swirled his finger around in circles, collecting moisture from her and occasionally pressing harder against her g-spot, causing her to moan slightly into his mouth as he continued to aggressively make out with her.

Once he was satisfied that his finger was wet enough, Shawn slid his hand up her pussy mound slightly so that the tips of his fingers were positioned directly over Abby's clit. Shawn pressed down into her mound on either side of her clit with his index and ring fingers, causing it to stick out, and began flicking it with his moist middle finger. Abby started writhing with pleasure; it felt very similar to her husband's tongue when he would eat her out. Abby started bucking harder and wilder as her husband's finger flicking her clit began to move faster and with increasing pressure. Once she started moaning louder into his mouth, Shawn started moving his hand in rhythm with his finger. Her clit burst with pleasure as it was massaged from both sides while still feeling like his tongue on the end, causing her to rocket closer and closer to cumming.

Shawn pulled his head away from Abby's mouth while yanking down on her hair, causing her head to tilt back. "You really like this, don't you?" Shawn said. "You like it when I make you feel good like this?" he added as he turned his naked body around and threw his right leg over his wife's head, straddling her while continuing to rub her clit. Abby heard him but couldn't respond; all that came out of her mouth were moans and squeaks of pleasure. "Now it's time to make your husband feel good." Shawn lowered his hips so his cock was at the entrance to his wife's mouth and after taking a moment to relish in the tension and excitement, pushed the head of his cock inside. "Oh, damn" he exclaimed as Abby's tongue immediately began swirling around his cock, massaging every bit of it that was inside her mouth while she simultaneously sucked. "Fuck, that feels awesome."

Shawn stopped massaging her clit. Up to this point, aside from throwing his wife over his shoulder and subsequently onto the bed, he had not strayed outside his comfort zone for their sexuality. Now was when he decided it was time to start pushing her, taking from her the pleasure he had always wanted to but hadn't. He always saw the two of them fundamentally as equals on all levels, even though he knew she wanted him to take more charge in the relationship. She had even told him so, though not in a strictly sexual sense. Abby had repeatedly told her husband how much she disliked having to make decisions and preferred him to just make them. Shawn had noticed this pattern quickly, but regularly encouraged her to stand up for her own interested and make her own decisions rather than be subservient to someone else's whims rather than take advantage of this to completely control his wife. He truly and deeply loved her, wanting only the best for her and having observed that others often took advantage of her sought to help build her up. Now that it seemed like she was generally reaching this point in her life, he felt like he could safety take her sexually the way he had always wanted to without risking her general resolve in life. One way in which he had resisted fucking her the way he wanted was orally. He wanted nothing more than to sink his cock balls deep into her mouth, but she always had difficulty deep throating his big dick. Today was the day to push it.

And he did push it. Shawn slid the head of his cock out of his wife's mouth then pushed it back in to where he usually had stopped and started fucking her mouth at that depth. "Mmm, fuck yes." he said, savoring the pleasure of his wife's tongue massaging his cock. This had also generally been the extent of his dirty talk during sex, despite the far more depraved thoughts running though his head, but today was the day to push it. "I love fucking that dirty mouth of yours. Oh fuck, that fucking whore mouth feels so good on my cock." he added. Shawn could feel Abby moaning on his dick, encouraging him even more.

"You want me to lick your pussy, you fucking whore?" In the past, Shawn had always eaten his wife out whenever he lied on top of her with his dick in her mouth. Since today was the day to push it, he was going to take whatever pleasure he wanted from her before giving her any of her own. "If you want that pussy licked you better suck that dick really good bitch. Fucking take that cock deep in your fucking mouth. Oh fuck, that's good. Fuck that whore mouth feels so good on my dick. Fuck, fuck, oh fuck yes. You better fucking pleasure your husband's cock with that mouth really fucking good if you want that pussy licked!"

Abby, lying underneath her husband with his cock violating her mouth, was enthralled. Where was this all coming from? she wondered. She always wanted to please her husband, but now he was demanding it as his right. With her pussy aching to be licked Abby succumbed to her husband's commands as he started fucking his cock deeper into her mouth, past the point where he usually stopped; where her gag reflex usually kicked in. She relaxed and gave in to him, wanting only to make him happy. She felt his cock sliding through her mouth and into her throat, then back