My cries of bliss caused real tears of euphoria to fall down my face. He pulled me against his chest, caressing me while continuing to pummel my pussy. I moaned and jerked harder as he growled against my shoulder.
He exploded inside me. His orgasm was just as powerful as all of mine. I could tell he was involuntarily fucking me at that point. He moaned in my ear as his hips continued thrusting. He moved his hand from my mouth and wrapped his arms around my body. He held me for support, as his orgasm overtook him.
We moaned and whimpered as our orgasms overpowered us. As mine tantalized my exhausted body, his tortured him. With every thrust, his dick swelled and spewed a massive glob of jizz. His dick was buried too deep to pull out, and he had no control over himself. If I had an egg waiting to be fertilized, he would’ve drowned it. So much cum spewed out of him.
Our bodies jerked and convulsed together; his orgasm spurring mine while mine spurred his. Eventually, mine began to subside, allowing me the chance to enjoy his orgasm more. He continued cum-thrusting for another two minutes. Our juices filled my pussy like a balloon.
I reached down and felt how swollen I was. I felt his cock thrusting against my mound. I even felt a blast of cum; he was that forceful. As his orgasm subsided, he gave me ten hard thrusts.
“Yes, sir.”
I assumed they were warning thrusts. I fixed my blindfold as he slapped me on my overfilled pussy. The hot cream inside sloshed around and nearly exploded out of my ass. With the blindfold once again covering my eyes, we took some time to enjoy my pregnant pussy.
After a while, he slowly stood us up, careful not to spill any of our love goop. Both our legs were weak, so we used each other for support. I licked my lips, asking for a kiss. His lips met mine and we continued sharing our love until an alarm went off.
He pulled out and our sex mixture cascaded to the floor. I moaned and wobbled as he released me and disappeared from my senses. I collapsed, rubbing my tender vulva as it soaked the bed and floor with our goo.
I pulled the blindfold off and looked down at my ravaged body. The sight of my reddened pussy gushing hot goo boggled my mind. I softly quivered while admiring my husband’s latest accomplishment. I gently massaged my bruised vulva until I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up just in time to clean up our mess before he got home. He walked in on me just as I finished making up our bed.
“Did you stay naked for me or is your lover hiding somewhere in the house?” he jokingly asked.
“You’re my only lover. You know that.” I seductively responded.
He made a strange face as I looked at him with fire in my eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Like you don’t remember your little surprise visit.”
“What are you talking about?”
To this day, I still don’t know if he was joking or not. And to be honest, I don’t even care. All I care about is him, or whoever, doing it again. Fortunately, every now and again, I get blindfolded and fucked into oblivion. What more can a housewife ask for?