Caitlin had dressed up for the occasion. It was funny that she did, considering that all he did after seeing her dressed up, was to tear it all off. Tyler took one look at her and grinned. It was the look of a high school athlete pleased to see that one other girl was giving herself up for him and he approved. The black negligee was a contrast to Caitlin's blonde hair and red lipstick as she stood by the bed with a seductive smile, inviting Tyler.
He looked at himself in the mirror, just for self approved and grinned at himself again. He had a pair of rugged jeans and a tight black tshirt on which he pulled off over his head as he approached his wife. Caitlin swooned, married two years and she still had the hots for him, holding her hands up as he came closer and ran her soft hands over his chest, rubbing on it, letting her fingers run over the outlines of his chiseled body. He tilted and lowered his head, his 6 foot frame towering over his petite wife, and kissed her. She closed her eyes and met his lips with hers as she stood up on her tippy toes.
His kiss was pushy and hungry, his tongue quickly intrusive as her lips were parted forcefully. Her eyes opened and she looked at him, his eyes focused downwards where his hands were groping her, one hand on her left breast with the other squeezing her behind. She cracked a smile, as she was pulled into him by his calloused hand. His other hand got off the breast it was squeezing and moved to her shoulder where it carelessly pushed the strap over the side and down her arm allowing for him to take one side off the breast. He squeezed on it, breaking the kiss to look down and flicked the nipple. She let out a little scream and he laughed, before twirling the erect nipple between two fingers while she pounded on his chest with a bare palm in mock anger.
While Tyler boyishly teased her nipple, her manicured fingers reached for his belt buckle, pulling on the belt and then loosening it. She unbuttoned the jeans and unzipped him while he leaned down some more this time using his mouth to box around the nipple making Caitlin buck her neck back in excitement. He straightened up and worked on the other strap, exposing both of her pear shaped breasts. They were more than a handful and on her skinny frame they looked magnificent, hanging just a little and not because they were sagging but because they were big enough and had to.
Caitlin reached for his jeans again and slipped a hand into them, squeezing on his hardness as it sat cased inside his briefs. He grinned again knowing that he was a lucky guy to have this beauty right in front of him. He pushed his jeans down, giving her more access and raised and lowered his feet a bit clumsily as he tried to get out of them. When he did, he was standing in front of her, shirt and pantless, in his briefs, his cock visibly excited but well contained in that stretched out undergarment. He raised his arms, like he was posing and Caitlin took the sight in, squeezing with one hand on his biceps, smiling at what she felt with her hand and what she was seeing.
He lowered his arms and pushed the negligee down her sides, over the flare of her hips and sliding downwards until it sat bunched around her ankles. Tyler grinned - his wife was hot and Caitlin blushed as he looked at her. His eyes were at her breasts, the same grin on his face, before moving down to her bare pussy. At 34, Caitlin was in great shape and took fantastic care of her body by running regularly. If her muscles lacked tone, she made up for it with an impressive rack and a pussy that was always shaven and soft.
She shook her head, amused by his teenage stare, and put her hands on her hips in a mock pose before being pulled in closer once again. Her breasts were smashed against his abs and she used a hand to reach between them and rub over his hardness. She tried to grab the shaft and along with the fabric of his navy underwear, she kind of wrapped a hand around it awkwardly and squeezed.
"Somebody's excited." Caitlin said in a sing song voice. She smiled at his reaction as he stretched out his neck before leaning down to look at her hand. Tyler had just turned 30 and despite being married 2 years, there wasn't any sign of him losing interest in her.
She shuffled away to give some distance and let his cock free. It had rested on one side in a semi hard and semi curled state and as it swung without clothing to stop it, he dropped precum from his tip, just like he had pooled a bit inside his briefs. He stepped out of them and grabbed Caitlin and swung her onto the bed. She swallowed in anticipation. Tyler was big down there and at 8 inches, his uncircumcised cock was large enough to make his wife uncomfortable. That discomfort though was not necessarily unwelcome given that his size was something that they were both proud of.
She raised her head, looking at his cock as he held it, pulling the foreskin down his knob which was glistening. It always made her nervous and she swallowed again.
"Do you want a pillow?" he asked.
"Yes, please." she said with a big smile pleased that he cared.
He walked to the top of the bed and grabbed two pillows, setting one next to her hips and reaching with the other to place it under her head, his cock tracing a little leaky precum along Caitlin's stomach. He pushed an arm under her and elevated her behind enough to push the second below her butt.
Caitlin was happy that he remembered and she felt less nervous now that she was in a better position. He pulled her by her ankles and closer as he shuffled in towards the edge of the bed and his cock bobbed around, hitting her slick pussy. He held his shaft and positioned it, causing Caitlin to tense up and frown. He probed around as Caitlin squirmed too and he pulled on her thighs drawing her to swallow up his massive cock.
"God...Tyler." Caitlin groaned as he began to push inside, opening her up.
He grinned, always happy that she struggled with his size, and thrusted his hips while he held onto her thighs. His cock made Caitlin lose her mind every time. The excitement used to be overwhelming the first few times and almost made her pass out from being pounded so hard by something and someone so big but she'd begun to adjust. The pillow helped with access and to proper her up as they tried for the baby Caitlin desperately wanted.
A couple more moves and he was inside her and began thrusting, her eyes widening as he stretched her hole out around his big cock. She frowned and groaned with every thrust, the bed moving as did their bodies. Tyler moved one hand to her ankle, lifting her leg up allowing him a slightly better angle and began to pound her some more. The thrusts were slow and deliberate, Caitlin feeling her insides stretching out every time his cock moved back into her.
His other hand remained on her thigh as he continued to fuck her, bending his knees as he went back in and close to the bed. Caitlin's eyes were shut, her face having an expression somewhere between pain and pleasure, while Tyler held on to the raised leg. His speed was building, the thrusts pushing Caitlin and the pillow under her butt further into the bed. A few more thrusts and he had to put one knee on the bed, the one next to her leg that he had held up as Caitlin had begun to turn diagonally.
Every thrust brought about a short yell from Caitlin and an animalistic groan from Tyler until he had both knees on the bed. He lifted both her legs, spreading them to give him better access now that he was up on the bed. She tried, and failed, to wrap her legs around his body. Her mind felt like it was being pounded along with her insides and she was getting to her familiar mental state when Tyler fucked her. It was somewhere between a crazed arousal and blacking out.
He lowered his body on top of her and she immediately put both hands on his chest, nails digging in just enough to remind him that his weight would crush her petite body. He used both hands to stop his descent on her before lowering on one side to an elbow as he thrust more into her. Her body was moving when he did, her head now on the bed, pillow to its side as she knew he was about to finish.
And finish he did. Those animalistic sounds turned orgasmic as he let out a long stretched moan after several 'uhhhh's in rapid succession. He breathed out and lowered his head to the side, body weight on her. She smiled when he came, always happy that she made him, but now both hands on his shoulders tried to push him up, his weight pressing down on her. He got off her, his semi hard penis coming off with him and lay on the side and breathed in and out.
"You ok?" she asked.
Tyler grinned and replied "You bet!"He got up off the bed, cum dripping from his rapidly deflating penis and onto the carpet.
