Devouring My Wife: Tongue, Thrusts, and Anal Surrender

Sunlight slits through shutters. My cock throbs painfully hard at 9 AM. Pola’s body glows under the sheet—one leg exposed, arms behind head, navel bare. Her eyes lock mine, wicked smile. Heart races. I need her now. Sheet kicks off slow with her foot. Legs splay wide, pussy offered raw. I crawl to bed’s end. Kiss her feet. Face rubs up calves, thighs. Wet kisses trail. She spreads wider. Nose dives to her scent—musky, intoxicating. Hot breath blasts her lips. No touch yet. Agony builds. Up her belly, ribs, neck. Full body on hers. Cock presses her slit. ‘Bonjour, mon homme.’ ‘Bonjour, ma femme.’ ‘Encore!’ Down again. Flip her prone. Worship back. Linger on ass cheeks, that sweet crease below. She arches, knees dig in. ‘Lèche-moi!’ Tongue plunges pussy, nose in her asshole. Lap clit long, deep fucks her hole. Thumbs pinch clit hood. She quakes. Cyprine squirts my tongue. Cleans her up. ‘N’oublie pas mon cul!’ She cams high. Hand spreads cheek. Tongue rims, probes wrinkles. Thumb in sopping cunt. Her ass grinds back. Muscles clench—orgasm rips her. Deep, endless.

Chair after lunch. Talk burns hotter than sex. Her history spills: virgin shame, frigid ex, my discoveries. Tomorrow’s gift—Violaine. Kisses, caresses, maybe my cock in her? Boundaries blur. Fear mixes envy. She strips fast. ‘À poil!’ Straddles me. Gland traps on her clit. Hips grind. Wet heat floods. Finger her gash, slick anus. She cams chest to mouth. Nipples harden. Guides my tip home. Slow impale. Rides fierce. Hand presses mine—first knuckle breaches ass. Sync: deep pussy thrust, finger dips. She shatters, collapses.

The Fever Ignites

Kneels, sucks clean. ‘Save for tonight—my ass yours.’ Shower later. Soap-slick hands roam. Fingers clit, cunt. She cums hard. Bend her, stool foot up. Cock slams pussy. Crush nipple, clit. She screams release. Gland teases crack. Hand spreads. Soap lube. Press anus. She pulls me in. Inch by torturous inch. Pubes kiss cheeks. Slow pumps. Cock swells. Cum floods her depths. She sighs cerebral bliss.

Skin scorches still. Water rinses sin. Teeth brush. Bed: spoon tight. Cock nests her cleft. Talk echoes—trust solid. Tomorrow’s fire looms. Hearts sync slow. Unique bond forged in sweat, surrender. Ready.