Marie obediently lay down on the bed and instinctively reached her arms up for me to hold her. I leaned down and kissed her passionately probing my tongue into her eager mouth. I cup one of her breasts in each of my hands and bent my head down to lick her already hardened nipples. She moaned softly as I did so. I began to nip gently at the flesh of her breasts. Finally, I clamped my mouth hard over her left nipple and sunk my teeth into her tender flesh. She gasped when I did that and I felt her body tremble from the pain of my bite. She gasped quickly for breath when I released her from the grip of my teeth. Before she had a chance to recover from the first bite, I repeated it on her right breast.
When I looked at her breasts, I could see they were both clearly marked with my teeth prints. Marie looked down at breasts then cupped them in hands and lifted them up to see the red marks around her swollen nipples. She sucked in her breath sharply as she gasped, “YES! Thank you, Michael, you have made it very plain to see that I belong to you. Give me a moment. I want to see myself in the mirror.”
Marie got up and slowly walked over to her closet. She opened the door to reveal a full length mirror which was mounted on the back side of the door. She continued to smile as she looked at the reflection of her magnificent body in the mirror while caressing herself her silky smooth soft skin with her hands.
The mirror on the door reflected a full front view of her and seeing the full back side of her at the same time made this an extremely erotic sight for me. The marks on her breasts made an indelible impression in my mind. I knew at that moment that these would not be the only marks I left on her. Before this night was over she would bear many, many more of my marking both on visible parts of her skin but also and more permanent would be the marking left within her own mind. The passionate fires of true desire were raging inside this beautiful woman. She was slowly being consumed by the urgency and the hunger to be claimed and owned.
She did love her husband, Jim, and she knew he loved her but her true need ran much deeper. I knew I could fulfill that need. I got off the bed and walked over to her. I reached out and grasped her long silky hair with my hand and spun her around to face me. As I crushed my lips against her and probed my tongue deep inside her mouth, her entire body trembled. She pressed herself firmly against me so hard it felt as if she was trying to climb inside my own skin with me.
When we broke the kiss, she looked up into my eyes and with tears beginning to roll down her lovely cheeks she said almost breathlessly, “Make me YOURS!”
When she said that, I unceremoniously spun her body around and pushed her to the floor so she was facing the mirror. “Look at us in the mirror while I stake my claim on you and make you MY woman! You may be married to another, but you belong to ME!” I screamed.
There would be no gentleness in this. There would be no tenderness or pretense that we were making love. I was staking my claim on her. She was on her knees in front of me with her ass and pussy lifted high making her totally vulnerable to the full power of my brutal onslaught. At this moment it was as though I was a wild stallion about to mount and breed his mare. The head of my massive cock found the soft wet opening of her now fully flooded pussy and with no thought of tenderness or gentleness I drove the full length of my rigid 10 inch into her yielding body. The urgency of my need and desire to possess her was matched completely by her own craving and total surrender to the passion of her ultimate submission.