Our Kinky Confessions
Fixing our boring sex life-fulfilling fantasies
It was our Friday date night. We sat at the restaurant, ignoring each other’s gaze and not talking. This was supposed to be some magic cure for our boring marriage.
The cute little waitress came to the table, putting her hand on Jack’s shoulder. She bent down to ask him if he needed anything. I wasn’t the only one who noticed her firm breasts popping out of her top when she bent over. Jack’s eyes were drawn like a magnet to the sight of her ample globes.
When she walked away, I grabbed his growing cock, giving it a hard squeeze.
“Ouch, Marg, take it easy on the manhood,” said Jack.
“Is that what you want, a young little slut? Is that what turns you on?”
“Come on, honey, any man would get turned on by the sight of her jugs,” said Jack with a smirk.
“Let’s go home, Jack. Date nights over,” we sat in uncomfortable silence on the ride home.
Disgusted and thinking there was no hope for a happy marriage, I slipped off my heels and plopped on the couch. A few minutes later, Jack came in with 2 stiff drinks.
“Honey, we need to talk about this. I love you so much. Do you still love me?” said Jack.
“Yes, I love you dearly, but I guess I don’t turn you on anymore,”
“Oh yes, you do. I have sexual fantasies that are too much for you to handle,” said Jack.
“Oh yeah, like what?”
“I want to get rough, slap you around and drag you through the house. Fuck your tight little ass, and cum on your forehead,” confessed Jack with a shit-eating grin.
“Wow! I had no idea, Jack. I have fantasies too, and tired of vanilla sex, I want to do something more exciting,”
He set his drink on the coffee table, grabbed me by the hair, and started ripping my clothes off my body. I felt the heat building in my core, my juices flowing, and dripping down my thighs.
With his hand still entangled in my hair, he mashed his mouth against mine, claiming my lips as his. Taking me by the hair, he drug me through the house, throwing my body across our bed.
“Don’t you fucking move,” he demanded in an authoritative voice that made me tingle from the inside out. I watched as he undressed and lit two candles, his muscular chest and slim waist making me long for him. My hand rubbed through my wet lips, my fingers swirled around my clit.
“Did I give you permission to touch yourself bitch?” he said as he slapped my ass hard.
“I did not hear an answer. What should you have said to me?” Slapping my ass even harder, making me wince from the pain.
“YES, SIR,” I shouted.
“You better watch your tone with me, young lady,” said Jack.
“Yes, sir,”
Taking me by the hair, he shoved his long meaty cock down my throat, fucking my mouth like a wild man, making me choke. Slobber dripped down and soaked my breasts. Pulling his cock out of my mouth, he wiped the spit all over my face.
Grasping my throat and squeezing tightly, he pushed me back on the bed. Spreading my legs wide, he drove his fingers deep inside my cunt, pumping in and out. His tongue licked my clit, my orgasm built like a raging fire. He locked his mouth on my clit, sucking it hard.
An intense orgasm exploded through the depth of my core, electric jolts, making my pussy spasm. My body shuddered as I screamed in a burst of pleasure.
My body belonged to him, longing for more of him. My pussy ached to have him deep inside me, and my flesh quivered in anticipation. He has never been so aggressive and demanding. It was quite the turn-on. Sex had never been so exciting.
He took his wet finger from my pussy and slipped it into my asshole, pumping in and out, stretching my tight, puckered hole. Delving his tongue deep inside my ass sent shivers through my body.
“Take my ass, Jack, fuck it,” I moaned.
Putting my legs on his shoulders, I felt the hard tip of his cock pushing against my clenched hole. He sank his length into me, pumping gently. Pain radiated through the walls of my ass. I shoved my legs against him, but he leaned in harder and kept pumping.
“Relax, baby. Stop clenching and relax,” said Jack.
I relaxed my asshole as he pounded his hard cock inside me. It started to feel so good, I needed more.
“Yes… Yes… Jack, fuck me harder,”
He thrust his hips into me harder, ramming his shaft deep and hard into me. Another orgasm was on the edge as I rubbed my fingers across my clit.
My breath caught in my throat as an orgasm ripped through my cunt, as he pounded my ass.
Throwing a leg off his shoulder, he turned my body on my side and plunged his cock deep into my wet pussy, filling me. Wrapping his arm around my thigh, he railed my cunt hard and fast, my orgasms cumming in waves. His breath became ragged, my pussy pulsated around his throbbing cock. He pulled out, lobbing his hot seed all over my forehead.
“Was that really necessary, Jack?” I asked, a little annoyed as I picked up a towel.
“Oh god, yes, it was a fantasy of mine,” said Jack.
“Well, next time it’s my turn to fulfill a fantasy,”
“What fantasy would that be?” asked Jack.
“Giving you a golden shower, baby! Right on you’re face,”
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