Victoria was in the shower washing off the remnants of her just concluded adventure when her husband opened the door to the bathroom and announced his arrival.
"I'll be out in a second." She answered him.
Then she grabbed the soap and started washing her body. When she got to her breasts she slowly lathered them and remembered the sight of Jakes cum all over them. She teased her nipples a bit and enjoyed the feeling. Then she reached her soapy hand down to her still hot pussy and massaged her clit a bit. The feeling again ran through her body. She recalled the wonderful rush she had when Jakes hard cock was moving in and out of her mouth, and her pussy began to tingle again. She let out a pleasurable moan. Suddenly she remembered her husband was just in the other room. She quickly fished her shower and dried herself off. As she put on her robe to enter the bedroom, she could feel the wetness between her legs.
When she opened the door to her room, she saw her husband. He was undressing and he turned to her. He stopped in mid stride as he approached her to kiss her. He just stared. He had seen her like this before, but he had been gone for over a week and he was horny. He hurried to her and immediately hugged her and kissed her long and hard. Then he laid her on the bed and again kissed her passionately. In her current state, Victoria met his advances with delight. She kissed him back and they explored each others bodies briefly before he spread her legs and mounted her. She
felt his member penetrate her and she let out a soft moan. He started pumping her pussy hard and fast.
Victoria's mind returned to Saturday, and she recalled the way Jake had fucked her silly in her kitchen. Her pleasures were rising and she was really starting to enjoy her husband's cock. Her pending orgasm was just starting to build when she heard her husband let out a loud grunt and she felt his cum fill her pussy. Then he kissed her and told her he was going to take a shower. He rolled off her and left her lying there on the bed full of his cum and unsatisfied as he had hundreds of times before.
Victoria laid there frustrated. Her husbands cum was running out of her pussy. She wanted release, and she wanted it now. She reached between her legs and started stroking her sensitive clit. Oh the rush, it was wonderful. With her other hand she reached up squeezed her tit. She pinched her nipple and fiddled her clit faster. Her thoughts returned to earlier. She remembered Jakes cock moving in and out of her mouth. She recalled the way he talked to her, the taste of his cum as she licked it off her own tits. Her orgasm was building. She pinched harder on her nipple and stroked her clit faster. This was going to be a good orgasm. She moved her hips against her own hand. Pleasure rushed through her body as the climax built up. Suddenly the water in the shower stopped.
"Oh no!" she thought to herself. "I can't make myself cum now, he will hear me." Disappointedly she stopped pleasing herself. What a let down. Now she was even more frustrated than before. She would try to get her husband to fuck her later she told herself.
Later after the two of them had gotten something to eat and caught up, Victoria and her husband headed off to bed. Victoria's libido was simmering inside her. All she needed was a little spark to ignite it. She slipped into something sexy and crawled into bed. She cuddled up next to her husband and reached between his legs, grabbing his limp shaft. She wanted to dive under the covers and take it in her mouth. Suck it in and out until it was hard, then mount him and fuck his brains out. However, she knew that would be too forward, and her husband might find her aggression disgusting. So she just rubbed it softly through his underwear, hoping to arouse him.
"Sweetheart, not now, I already showered." He said as he moved her hand away.
Even more frustrated now, she rolled over on her back and let out a long sigh. She needed to cum. She laid there in the dark and tried to fall asleep. About an hour later she got up and decided to go watch some TV until she was tired.
She had been watching TV for a while when she heard her cell phone ring. She looked at the clock. It was 12:30am. Who would be calling this late. She reached in her purse and pulled out the phone. She looked at the display and recognized Jakes number. Just like this afternoon, feelings of joy and panic rushed through her at the same time. She pushed the "send" button and whispered into the phone.
"Hello?"
"What are you wearing my little cock sucker?" The voice came back.
That was the spark she was looking for earlier. Instantly her nipples got hard and her pussy started to tingle. She remembered her husband was just down the hall. She didn't want to get caught. He was a sound sleeper, but this was pushing it.
"Why are you calling me this late? My husband is just down the hall." She said, trying to sound firm.
"Well then you better be quiet." He said in return, "Now tell me what is my nasty little cock sucker wearing?"
It was too much. She couldn't resist him when he was naughty like this. The rush of it all took over her actions and she just answered him in a sexy low voice. "A red lacy teddy."
"Oh yea?" He asked. Did you fuck your husband in that?"
"No, he fucked me right when I got out of the shower after you left earlier." She said back to him, not knowing how he would react.
"You little slut!" He said playfully. "You let me fuck your mouth and cum on your tits, and then fucked your husband only a few minutes later?"
"Yes." She shyly replied. Her juices were rapidly flowing inside her. He had just called her a slut, but she was turned on by it instead of being upset like she should be. Everything this boy did turned her on.
"Did he fuck you good?" He asked
"Yes." She lied
"Did you cum?" He asked
"No." she whispered back.
"Well then he didn't fuck you good did he?"
She didn't want to admit to him that it wasn't good. She just chuckled a bit and did not answer.
"If you didn't cum, he must not have been good. Right?"
Again she tried not to admit it to him. She tried to change the subject. However, he would have none of that.
"I asked you a question. I made you cum. He did not make you cum. Therefore, he must not have done it good. Am I right? Did I fuck you better than he does?" He confidently asked.