“Yesssss,” I moaned, bucking my hips upwards against Jackson’s hand. I felt the orgasm building quickly, and I needed that release now.
“Make her cum,” Adam said. Jackson’s fingers went plunging in and out of me even faster, and he used his thumb to rub my clit.
“Look at me when you cum,” Adam reminded me. I turned my head back to him and stared deep into his eyes as I suddenly thrust my hips high off the table and yelled out as Jackson sent that wave of pleasure washing over me.
“OHHHHHH Adam,” I panted out. I collapsed back down on the table, heart racing, staring at my husband with half-closed eyes. Adam had been stroking his dick furiously as I’d orgasmed. But as my pussy slowly stopped clenching around Jackson’s fingers, Adam stopped rubbing himself. He stepped forward until his dick was right above my face. Adam rested his shaft on my lips and gently rocked his hips back and forth, rubbing his dick against my soft lips. I parted my lips and stuck out my tongue. My husband moaned as he continued this. I kept waiting for him to shove his dick into my mouth, but he didn’t. As quickly as he’d started, Adam stopped and stepped away from me.
“It’s time to fuck her,” he said to Jackson. “We’ll start with missionary.” Jackson grabbed my legs and pulled me closer to him. He lined his huge cock at my entrance, and with one quick push, he shoved his entire length inside of me.
“AHHHHHHH!” My body was in shock, struggling to quickly accommodate his giant dick. I shifted my hips and wrapped my legs around his back as he began to pound into me. My pussy was stretched to the max.
“How does that feel, Bree?” Adam asked. He was back to jacking off. “You love his big cock inside of you, don’t you?”
“YES,” I panted out in between thrusts.
“See, my wife needs a big dick to satisfy her,” Adam explained to Jackson. “And I just want to make her happy.” Jackson grunted with each stroke as he drilled into me, the kitchen table shaking beneath us. His cock kept hitting my g-spot – a place Adam could tragically rarely reach.
“I’m so happy,” I told Adam breathlessly. “I love you.” Adam smiled at me.
“I love you, too, Bree.” I reached my hand out towards him.
“Let me do that,” I said. Adam stepped forward and allowed me to stroke his dick as Jackson continued to fuck me. Adam moaned as my hand made quick work of his small dick.
Jackson, who I’d almost forgotten was there, started grunting even louder. It was obvious he was getting close.
“Slow down there, Jackson,” Adam warned. “You still need to fuck her from behind.” Jackson slowed his thrusts but made them deeper, his cock slamming into my g-spot with extra power. This caused me to squeeze Adam’s dick more tightly.
“Holy fuck,” I whispered.
“Time to flip her over,” Adam said. He gently pulled my hand off of his shaft. “I’m going to watch from back there, honey.” Jackson pulled out of me and turned me over as if I weighed nothing. I gripped the edge of the table tightly, bracing myself.
“Now smack that big ass of hers,” Adam growled. I felt a hand connect with my flesh and I cried out. Jackson slapped my ass a few more times, turning me on so much that I started humping the table, desperate to cum again.