Repost Explanation
I am re-posting this story because, to many of you, I posted it in the incorrect category resulting in disappointing many readers. I thought about rewriting it editing out the piss play between Heather and Tom, but I have left it as is. I added piss play to give the story a different surprising twist. Let's face it these stories are very predicable and that's okay, but it's nice to have a different surprising twist to a wanking story. Chapter 3 will have this couple having a threesome and it also will have piss play at the end. Chapter 4 will not have piss play in it, but I bet Heather was thinking about it...
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As Morning broke and the first rays of sun light began filling the bedroom Heather and Tom were lying in bed side by side naked like two spoons. Each in a dream like state remembering what they had done together the night before. How they had pushed the enveloped and then tore the fucking thing up.
Tom was pleased with Heather's desire and willingness to be aggressive and assertive. He loved how she straddled his head and gave him no choice about licking her cunt clean of his cum, and then her willingness to have a threesome thanks to the encouragement of her slut sisters.
Heather loved how her husband was curled around her, she felt warm and loved. Her thoughts of last night also were racing through her awakening mind. Had she gone too far, after all fantasy is one thing and reality another. Did her husband really like her forcing him to lick his cum from her cunt? Then what did he really think of her wanting to have a threesome so she could experience another man's cock? Then she felt his cock stiffening between her ass cheeks. Was this a positive sign of her husband's approval or just a morning erection?
"What's on your mind, lover, I feel something getting hard and it's pressing against my ass?" Heather asked as she wiggled it against Tom's stiffening cock.
Tom moaned and pressing his cock harder against her ass said, "I am thinking about that sweet virgin I married."
"Oh, what are you thinking?" Heather replied as she continued rolling her ass against his stiffening cock.
"Well I was."
"Wait, before you tell me put that hard cock where it belongs." Heather then lifted her leg allowing Tom's cock access to her fuck hole. Once it was deep inside her she told him to continue telling her his thoughts about his virgin bride.
"Well I was thinking about how much I liked her making me clean her pussy of all that cum I put in it." Tom continued as he made long slow thrusts.
"I am glad you liked that. It felt really good having my pussy licked right after you finished in me. What else are you thinking?" Heather asked wanting him to confirm his willingness to let her fuck other men.
Tom slowed his thrusting then stopping he said, "I guess I'll be sharing this hole with other men very soon."
Heather squeezed her thighs together and squealed in delight that her husband was still excited about sharing her cunt.
"So you like the idea of me fucking other guys, you really want to see some guy's cock in my mouth and pussy? Are you really going to lick his cum out of my pussy?" Heather asked bubbling in excitement.
Tom pushed his cock deeply into Heather and as he held it in her he confirmed, "I can hardy wait to see you keeling in front of some guy his cock in your mouth, you lying on your back your legs spread wide like a dirty whore would so he can fuck your cunt full of cum." As Tom confirmed his kinky desires, he began to thrust more quickly and Heather responded with moans of pleasure.
Tom rolled Heather onto her belly and straddling her ass he continued his thrusting. "Very soon my love you will have other men on top of you like this and it will be their cocks in your cunt, not mine. I am going to let you experience more cocks than all the cocks your slut sisters have had combined."
Heather's hands clutched at the bed sheets as she absorbed the hard thrusts of his cock. Her mind whirling with excitement about all the cocks her husband would be bringing her to fuck. Her inner slut was awake and wanting cock.
Tom wouldn't have to fantasize much longer; his virgin bride would soon be a real slut entertaining other men's cocks in the very bed they were sharing. The harder he fucked her the more she screamed and moaned in pleasure. She always got vocal when he fucked her like this, but her intensity was increased by the prospect that she would soon be lying under another man's body as he fucked her. Now that her husband knew what she wanted she felt free to express her inner slut feelings for cock.
Tom's thrusting slowed in an attempt to prolong the fuck, but Heather's wiggling ass would not permit it. So with one final hard thrust Tom filled his bride's cunt with yet another load of cum.
Exhausted, Tom rolled off Heather and lay sprawled on his back next to her. Tom was panting and sweating basking in his post orgasmic after glow.
"That felt fucking good." Tom said as he tried to catch his breath. Heather rolled onto her side and looked at her husband panting. Then a mischievous smile formed on her face as she remembered what she told Tom he'd be doing with his or any other man's cum.
Leaning over onto Tom's body she curled herself around his hips. Then she took his softening cock into her mouth and began licking and sucking it clean of their fuck juice. "You like me licking your cock clean?" Heather asked.
Tom just moaned in pleasure.
"Well, now, it's your turn to clean me." Heather said as she quickly straddled his head. Tom looked up to see Heather's gapping fuck hole oozing with cum lowering down to his mouth. "Lick me clean, Tom, lick your slut wife's cunt nice and clean."
Tom inhaled the rich aroma of her well-fucked pussy. Heather carefully lowered it down and Tom gladly began licking, and swallowing his cum.
When he finished Heather spun around so she now lay facing her husband. They looked into on another's eyes, smiled and kissed their tongues dueling playfully tasting the fruit of their fuck.
Raising up and looking down on her husband she gave him a playful I know something you don't look.
"What are you smiling about?" Tom finally asked.
"Oh, I was just wondering if I measured up to all your expectations of what a slut wife ought to be?" Heather asked.
"I don't understand measure up to expectations. What kind of expectations do you think I would judge you by?" Tom asked still perplexed.