A Shitty Morning Sex

It was an early morning and Ayesha was working in the kitchen when she heard her husband's parents leave for a big event of one of their friends. She peeked outside and saw her 28-year old husband just waking up with a large tent in his boxer briefs. An intense desire arose within her. She had been married for just over 3 months and had just come to her husband's house from a 2 week honeymoon 5 days ago. Her husband had pounded by her 3-4 times each day for two weeks, but after returning to the crowded house with his parents and little sister, he barely looked at his new wife. The lack of her husband's lust towards her was strange because her beautiful 24-year old hourglass body with perky, D cup breasts, and a plump, bouncy ass covered in a soft, milky white skin would make any male want to take her and fuck her every day.

Ayesha was in heaven for 2 weeks of her honeymoon. As she was working in the silent kitchen on a hot day, her vagina got wet thinking about the ways she had been deflowered by her more experienced husband. She wanted to be the dutiful wife both off and on the bed, and so she submitted to all his demands as he fucked her in multiple previously unknown, and ecstasy filled positions. Ayesha still felt the jolts of electricity which ran through her as his husband's long cock kiss her g-spot with almost every massive thrust into her inviting pussy. She still imagined the unparalleled pleasure she felt as her husband released his massive loads of creamy, potent, life-giving seed into her young, fertile womb. As she watched her husband carry his tented underwear into the toilet, Ayesha felt her pussy ache for her husband's maleness to make her feel like a woman again.

The silent house helped her naughty, evil lust overcome her dormant mind. She stood up and removed her satin nighty, her large cupped bras came off next, and then removed her lace panties with sticky wetness from her drenched pussy to show her nicely trimmed pussy, which was eager for some action. Her large pear shaped ass duck-bounced as she slowly went to the occupied toilet.

After waiting for a moment to calm down her racing heartbeat, she knocked on the door. Her husband asked, "Who's that?" Ayesha didn't reply, she just knocked again, harder and saw the door part slightly and watch her husband's straight face turn to jaw-dropping shock to see her gorgeous wife stand in front of him naked. He looked up and down and took in every inch of his wife's nude body and stammered as he said, "What...what...why are you standing like this?"

"Open the door," came the stern reply from Ayesha.

"What! I am in the toilet and about to poop," her husband replied incredulously. "Why are you asking me to open the door?"

"Are you going to open it or not?" said Ayesha with a note of anger in her sweet voice. Her husband acquiesced and slowly pulled the door back. Her eyes immediately looked down and felt disappointed to see the previously erect and hard cock fallen limply out of his thick, hairy male bush. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. "Sit down and go," she ordered her speechless husband.

"You want me to poop in front of you?" asked her husband with disbelief. "Ayesha, I can't..." he started but got cut off by her young wife.

"Sit down!" she repeated. Taken aback by his wife's sudden and unexpected dominant behavior, he stepped back and squatted down. Ayesha inhaled deeply and took in the unmistakable smell of a man's urine which saturated the air in the small toilet. Her right hand unconsciously grabbed her left breast and squeezed her erect nipple. As her husband watched his wife charged completely with an animal-like sexual energy, his black cock came to life and started growing. Watching a thick, transparent bead of his wife's pussy juice flow down from her shaved, silky thigh, his fully erect, 6 and a half inch cock throbbed and he dumped a several big loads of wet, dark brown shit. Ayesha's eyes moved from the oozing pre-cum on her husband's cock head to the large deposit of his husband's body waste. Her breasts heaved with excitement as she walked near her massive husband and told him to stand up and he obediently followed her with uttering a word.

Ayesha got down on her knees, placed her hands on the toilet floor and leant her face down inside the toilet and smelled her man's hot, moist shit. She took in deep breaths of the wonderful smell of maleness emanating from the brown mess left by her husband. After stopping just short of touching the poop, she retracted her face up and reached for her man's large, hard ass cheeks. Her husband watched silently while touching his throbbing penis, as Ayesha grabbed his ass and spread them wide to get a view of his poop-covered asshole. She came as close as she could without letting her nose touch his sticky shit and inhaled deep amounts of his man's fragrance. She let go of her husband's ass and stood up to see his husband's face filled with lust so strong, she was afraid that he might hurt her.

Her male pulled he foreskin down to the shaft's base, grabbed her luscious, amber hair and made her look down at his proud, red rod of flesh. He then turned her around, pushed her down upon the large flush and pulled her hair back hard. Ayesha held on to the cold ceramic flush and let out a wince. Her husband came close to her and she felt the pre-cum soaked head of his male hardness prick into her tender, feminine back. He spread apart her long legs and gazed at the dripping vagina. He ran his fingers through the wet slit and sucked the salty juice produced by his woman. Ayesha then felt his man's hard reproductive organ penetrate her soft opening and thrust inside. As he ramped up his pounding and fucked her pussy harder, Ayesha again felt the jolts of pleasure released by her pussy. She squeezed hard on the nipples of her bouncing tits and looked down and took in the beautiful view of her man's dark load of shit on the pristine, pearly white toilet floor.

Obeying the commands of his bouncing wife, he increased the speed of his pounding. As Ayesha felt her husband's manhood throb inside her and about to explode, her fertile womb quivered as she wondered how it would feel to be a mother to the many kids she wished to produce for her husband. She knew that her husband was going to get her pregnant; the question was simply when and how many. As her husband's baby-making batter flooded the wall of her pussy, completely fill her, and inseminate her motherhood, she felt happy that she was fulfilling her duty.