Wife Wants a Hall Pass Ch. 57

His fascination with my boobs might have been an obsession. He held them and massaged them. He would rise, kiss them, and suck my nipples. His beautiful eyes flirted with me while I fucked him. I set up a rhythm that I could maintain and fucked him for a long time. My baby orgasms slowed in frequency but I could still make myself have one when I thought about it. He could make me have one when I wasn't thinking about it. He did occasionally. He was having fun with me. I giggled. I was having more fun with him. I had a constant tingle in my pussy the whole time. I don't know how he did it but his cock stayed rock hard through the whole experience.

I fucked him until I was tired of fucking him. I whispered, "Doggy fuck me. I will cum for you."

I assumed the position. I was on my hands and knees. My pussy was a presentation to Eric. He rose behind me and I felt his fascinating cock slide into my body. He held my hips in his hands and began to stroke me. I lowered my chest to the bed and buried my face in a soft pillow.

Luke fucks me this way. He knows how much I love it and how to make it good for me. I usually allow my mind to slip off into a private dream world for a few minutes. Luke fucks me slowly with long strokes during this time. I go right to the edge of orgasm and linger there. When I am ready, I ask him to fuck me harder and he brings me to orgasm in his own masterful way.

Eric didn't know any of this. I did manage to let myself slip into my dream state but it was only for a few seconds. I snapped abruptly back into the real world. Eric was pounding me and I was cumming violently. I heard someone screaming and it took several seconds for me to realize that it was me. My knees wouldn't hold me up. Eric used his great strength to hold me in place and he fucked me hard right through my orgasm.

I felt those wonderful pulses in his member that let me know he was cumming. His spasms were powerful even though he was almost dry. A mixture of our juices leaked from me and dribbled down my leg. I squeezed him with my pussy and tried to stem the flow. He fucked me harder. A second orgasm wrapped me in ecstasy. Again, it was better than the first one. I screamed again. Eric fucked me right through this one too. I felt helpless in his embrace. I wanted to help him cum, but I couldn't. He held my limp body in position and fucked me until he knew that it was over for me. He allowed me to collapse onto the bed, lay beside me, and gathered me into his powerful arms. He held me while I recovered.

We snuggled close together and he drew the covers over us when we had cooled enough. We spooned together and cuddled for most of an hour. I wiggled my butt to let Eric know I was awake. I had slept some, I think.

Eric held me a bit tighter and asked, "Are you alright?"

I giggled and wiggled for him again. I answered, "I feel as though I was run over by a truck, but I'm okay. Truthfully, I could already feel some soreness.

He chuckled and whispered, "Tell me when you are ready. That same truck intends to run you over again."

I rolled over in his arms and kissed him. His finger found my love button during the kiss. I purred for him and replied, "I'll look forward to it, but I'm hungry."

He said, "Me too. I want to eat your pussy."

I giggled and whispered, "Let's make Luke take us to dinner." I used the intercom feature on the telephone and called Luke's room. He answered, but I didn't want to talk to him. Eric was holding one of my boobs and nibbling on an ear lobe. Eric's cum was leaking out of Luke's wife's nasty cunt. I asked for Anne.

I told her that Luke was going to take us to dinner and that I was going to wear comfortably loose shorts, a light blouse, and comfortable shoes. I said, "You will need loose shorts so that Luke can get his hand in them if he needs too." She giggled. I told her that we would be ready in an hour or so.

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I'm sure that Luke has told you the story from here. We took Anne to see Dealey Plaza. That is the place where President Kennedy was shot. It was only a few minutes out of the way. We had dinner and came back to the motel.

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The flirts and comments we shared through dinner had me anxious to be alone with Eric once more. As soon as we got back to the motel, He wasted no time at all. He took me by the hand and led me down the hall toward our room. His dominant attitude excited me, but I did manage to look back at Luke. I made sure that he saw me holding the pendant that he had given me. He winked at me.

By the time Eric and I were behind closed doors, I was excited as if we hadn't had sex earlier. He wanted to undress me and the only way I helped was to kick my shoes off. He unbuttoned my blouse and helped it slide off my shoulders and down my arms to the floor. The shorts that I wore were even easier. There was no bra or panties.

Eric licked my nipples and puffed air on them. They became stiff and stood proud. He sucked them into his mouth one after the other. My pussy tingled and my butterflies came to life. I felt like a shy schoolgirl in this man's presence. He took me to the bed, which was mussed from our previous antics and laid me down. He lay on top of me and kissed me. He caressed my boobs and teased the nipples between a thumb and finger. He was still wearing his clothes but it didn't seem to matter to him.

He licked and kissed his way down my body. It took him longer than I wanted it to, but it was so nice. He made sweet little thrills happened for me all along the way. My selfish cunt started to snap and my first baby orgasm happened. As that little jolt of pleasure fluttered through me, he sucked my engorged clitoris into his mouth. He held me in place and tortured me with his teeth and his tongue. To him, I must have felt like a bomb going off. I exploded right in his face. I became unaware of anything around me. I didn't know where I was or who I was for that matter. Nothing existed in my world except my orgasm. It overwhelmed and consumed me. I held his head in my hands and thrust my pussy violently into his face. I continued to hold him and fuck him with a rocking motion. He helped me. I heard myself scream. I tried, but I couldn't make it last forever.

It ended far too soon. I was a pool of quivering jelly in the middle of the bed. I felt him lick and suck me. This sweet stimulation would cause me to jerk and I would have another of my little ones. I thought, "Rake." I did calm down after a while.

Lancelot stood and began removing his clothes. He didn't know but I watched through a barely cracked eyelid. It was like a private show for me as his beautiful body became visible to me in increments. My pussy snapped once and a small tremor moved through me.

He lay down beside me and gathered me into his arms. He held me and gave me the time that I needed for my heavy breathing and my heart rate to return to normal. We lay there together and he touched me in magical ways. My body responded to him beyond my will. I cooed and purred for him.

At length, he said, "I hope you enjoyed that, pretty girl."

I wiggled closer to him and purred. I didn't have energy for anything more.

He asked, "Shall we do it again?"

I whispered, "Oh, hell no, not now. Hold me. I need some cuddle time."

He chuckled as he helped me snuggle closer to him. He pulled our blankets over us when he felt me shiver in the cool air." I kissed him. The kiss wasn't just mechanical. It carried some emotion with it. I made him understand. I made him know that I wanted something more of him than just being fucked like a rag-doll. I rolled over in his arms and snuggled into a spoon with him. He held me just as I wanted him to.

The strength in his young beautiful body enveloped me. It excited me. I felt his cock pressed against my bottom. He was still hard. He had just given me one of the best orgasms of my life and I hadn't given him anything in return. I felt a twitch in my cunt. I recognized it for what it was. It was the beginning of the new arousal growing in me. I was reacting to the guilt I was feeling. I wanted to help him cum. I needed to return the pleasure that he had given me.

He put his arm around me and his hand came to rest on my tit. I purred. I put my hand on top of his and helped him squeeze. I wiggled my ass against him. I cooed.

He whispered, "Cuddle time with you is very nice."

I giggled. The twitch in my pussy turned into a tingle. I reached behind me and wrapped my fingers around the hard thing I found there. It moved in my hand. That sent a thrill through me. My Kegel muscles flexed and a few drops of my excess pussy juice squirted out of me. It was time to do something about this.

I turned over in his arms and rolled him to his back. I rose to my knees between his legs and bent over him I stroked his cock with my hand and helped it find its way into my mouth. I sucked him and rolled my tongue around him. I continued to stroke his shaft with one hand and a bit later, I rolled his balls together in their sack with the other. I felt him catch his breath and hold my face in his hands. He pushed his cock to the top of my throat and then deeper. I helped him to fuck me slowly for the next few minutes. Sweet moans and Gaelic swear words came out of him. I hummed for him. He fucked me a bit deeper and groaned.

Initially, I had wanted to help him cum this way, but then, I became selfish again. I couldn't help myself. I pulled away from him. His cock slipped out of my mouth, slapped his belly, and lay there. I crawled up his body and my clit came to rest on it. I put some weight on it and dry fucked him while I kissed him. He grabbed my ass in both hands and slid his sweet prick up and down against my love button. I consciously savored the pleasure from the baby orgasm that slithered like a snake through my belly.

I purred and whispered, "I need your gorgeous cock. Fuck my sloppy wet cunt with it. Fuck me hard. I want you to cum deep in my belly as quickly as you can." Another little one came to me.

He didn't answer me verbally. He rolled us over. I spread my legs wide and opened myself to receive him. He held me in place with the weight of his body. We kissed. We shared emotion with this one. He rose off me and our eyes locked. He forcefully penetrated me. I was sure that my eyes got very big and I know my jaw dropped. He smiled at me. He filled my pussy completely and then shoved the last bit of his cock inside. It stretched me just right. God, it felt so fuckin' good.

He stroked me one time and then came to rest at the limit of his reach. He lay back down on me crushing me deep into the soft bed. We shared another sweet kiss. This one was full of emotion. I decided that I would allow myself to be in love with him for the few days that we would have together. My hungry selfish cunt grabbed him and held him. I made myself so very tight for him.

He fucked me hard while he held me and kissed me through the whole thing. Emotion is a prime ingredient of good sex. When you add it into the mix, things get exponentially better. We didn't last two minutes. I felt the incredible power in the throb of his luscious cock as he began to empty himself. I exploded. I know my screams startled him, but he just held me tighter and fucked me harder. He was using my small female body for his own pleasure. He filled me with his cum. I was so proud of myself. I was even more proud of him. I thought, "Rake." My orgasm ran its course as he fucked me. I thought, "Heaven is on Earth."

I went away to my dream world for a bit. It was only for a moment or two because when I came back I was still having little ones and my body was still shaking. My Lancelot was still holding me down and fucking me. He was being very gentle and he was beginning to lose his erection. I had one last little one and my body relaxed. I lay still under this fantastic young man. He quit fucking me, but he held me and kissed me. I wanted his kisses. I returned them with all the warmth I could muster..

Strange noises were coming out of me. They were sniffles and weak sobs. I cried quietly. I felt loved and fulfilled under the weight of his body. I thought, "Girl, you are going to be so sore." I giggled through my happy tears.

In a soft whisper, he asked, "Was that our first quickie?"

I snuggled closer and replied, "I don't remember. We might have had one earlier." A moment later, I giggled. I said, "It was a good quickie. It won't be our last one."

He chuckled. He rolled off me and manhandled me back into our spoon. He whispered, "I want to cuddle this time."

I giggled and made myself comfortable in his arms. Things were much as they were before. His cock wasn't as rigid as it had been earlier but it hadn't gone completely flaccid either. I grasped it and held it in my hand. It remained stiff enough that he could still fuck me with it if he had needed to.

I reached back into my memory. I had never been with any man that had Lancelot's, stamina, control, or his ability to recover. I had a scary thought, "Not even Luke." I had another thought, "Girl this man is going to make you very sore. Much more so, than you already are." I didn't care. I knew that I would wantonly submit to him in anything he asked of me. I would gladly suffer any discomfort to give him pleasure. I knew I would actively help him fuck me any way he wanted me. I squeezed his cock in my hand. It moved. He was already becoming stiffer. I thought, "Maybe he isn't human. Maybe a rake is of a different species. Maybe he is from another planet." One of my regular butterflies fluttered inside me.

I enjoyed having my lover hold me for the next few minutes. Our bodies fit together so well. It was as if he knew exactly what I wanted and how to give it to me. We were warm and comfortable together under our covers. I was ready for sleep, but I needed a shower. I wanted to be sparkly for my Lancelot. I whispered my standard instructions to him, "Give me a few minutes, then come wash my back."

He replied, "Not yet sweet girl. I'm not quite finished with you."

I felt a rush and giggled involuntarily. This course of events was far beyond my expectations, but I was definitely up for it. The new want that was growing in me rapidly expanded to a level of need. I did need at least one more little piece of him. I giggled and thought, "I would like to have a lot more." My sore pussy began to tingle.

He reached around me and touched my clit with a wet finger. I wiggled my butt against him. His cock felt firm but not rock hard yet. I knew it was still coated in our combined juices. I wanted to be nasty with him. I decided to suck it. That would make him hard. I wanted him hard. His finger found my entrance and slid inside me. I heard myself purr.

A moment later, I had a feeling of disappointment and emptiness as he removed his finger.

In a whisper, he asked, "Are you always wet?"

I answered in my own whisper. "I will be for you."

I felt his cock slide right up inside my cunt from the rear. It was plenty hard enough for that. I felt so full. I had been fucked this way before, but this was a surprise. It was a very pleasant surprise. A quiet moan came from deep in my chest. He paused and just held me.

In another moment, I realized that he was still in his cuddle mode. He just wanted his dick inside me. I whispered again, "I like the way you cuddle." I could feel him getting bigger and harder. I squeezed him. I wanted him to enjoy the hot wet place that he occupied. I enjoyed having him there.

He chuckled and pushed in a little deeper. I squeezed him with my Kegel muscles. He held me tighter and said, "I like the way you cuddle too."

I let him hold me this way for a few minutes. I would squeeze and milk him every few seconds. My arousal became progressively more urgent. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore. I heard myself whisper, "Fuck me, Eric. Please fuck me."

He held my hips in place and fucked me. Without pulling out, he maneuvered me into the doggy position. I was on my knees and we were still under the covers. He rose behind me and dragged them off us. His cock was standing tall now. He was still holding me in place and fucking me with a long slow stroke. He had learned that I love this position. He had me bubbling with coos and purrs.

I lowered my chest to the bed and let my head turn sideways where it rested on my pillow. He fucked me. His thrusts were powerful and irresistible. I needed to steer him in the right direction.

I whispered, "Yes, yes, my rake. Fuck me slowly. Make this last a long time. I will tell you when I need more." I stayed with him until I was confident that he was following my directions. I felt him slip into a steady rhythm. The full length of his cock slid in and out of my excited pussy. I selfishly wanted some time in my dream world. I slipped away.

I dreamed. It must have been a sweet dream, but I don't remember it. I remember that I was always aware of Lancelot. He was fucking me just as I had told him to. Much time passed. He fucked me. It seemed as if hours or maybe days went by. The only important thing was his hard cock. He fucked me. I felt my orgasm approach, but I held it back. I wanted to stay in my dream state. I realized after a time, that there was no reason why I couldn't cum while I was dreaming. People have wet dreams.

I heard myself say, "Harder, Lancelot. Fuck me harder. Ecstasy overwhelmed me. I screamed. Eric fucked me harder and then even harder still. I came so violently that it hurt. I must have been very difficult to control, but Eric was very strong. He held me in place and fucked me with his long powerful strokes. I thought, "It must be magic."

I gave myself to him. He would own a piece of me forever. We had been fucking each other all day, but this time I gave myself to him. I remembered that I had promised him that I would the first night I met him. I must have known subconsciously then what he was. I wondered, "Why was this two years in coming?"

As soon as he knew that my orgasm was subsiding, he took what I offered. He pulled out, rolled me over on my back and immediately reinserted his magic wand. I had missed it so much in those few seconds while it was gone. I felt full again. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and helped him fuck me.

He whispered, "Have one more with me, girl. I'm going to go with you and I can make it happen anytime."

I didn't make him wait. I had my second big one right then and my body made him know that it was happening. I enjoyed myself immensely, but at the same time, I maintained a modicum of control. I wanted to make this one special for him. I'm not selfish all of the time.

I brought my Kegel muscles into play. My body automatically synchronized my movements to his. I made him feel like he had a wild woman under him while I had my orgasm. It was easy. I couldn't think of anything except the ways I could satisfy his need for me. I could feel that need in him. His body gave me the hints that I needed to know how to fuck him. I fucked him exactly that way.

He kissed me. This one had more than just emotion in it. It was laced with a passion that I had never experienced before. I could feel the immense power in his cock as he placed what was left of his cum deep in my belly. I used every trick that I knew to make it extra special for him. I must have been successful. He spoke to me in Gaelic. I giggled to myself.

Thus, our first day together ended. I was very sore. I felt as if I had been in a train wreck by this time. I was warm and safe in his arms. He held me and loved me while we slept. I was enveloped and I could feel myself glow with his love. It was different from the love that Luke and I share, but it was real. It was the magical love of a young rake. It lasted four more days, but it was a fleeting and a temporary thing. Still...