Saturday Cleaning Turns into Raw Bedroom Frenzy

Saturday morning. Corinne’s cleaning ritual. Hair in a messy bun. Short nightie hugging her curves. Vacuum roaring through the empty apartment. Daughter at class. Bedroom last. She bent forward over the unmade marital bed. Nightie rode up. Exposed the deep cleft of her plump ass. Mirror opposite captured it all. Her heavy breasts dangled free from the plunging neckline. Skin flushed from effort.

Christophe emerged from the shower. Naked. Barely dry. Water droplets tracing his chest. Eyes locked on the double erotic vision. Cock stirred. Swelled instantly. Hardened to steel. Heart hammered. He stepped close. Feverish hand cupped her ass cheek. Squeezed.

The Irresistible Spark

‘What? Remove your hand!’ Shock rippled through her.

Instead, finger dove between slightly parted thighs. Traced her slit. Lingered. Heat bloomed. She jolted. Pussy clenched. ‘Stop! I’m cleaning. Not the time.’

Glanced back. Saw him fully nude. Cock jutting proud. Veins pulsing. ‘Oh god, no. You’re impossible. Saturday’s my only shot.’

‘I don’t want to bother you. I want to fuck you. Right now. You drive me insane.’ Urgency choked his voice. Skin burned.

She froze. Knew that tone. Resistance crumbled fast. Eyed the rigid shaft. Throbbing need. ‘Fine. Quick kiss on your dick. Just lips. Then I make the bed.’

‘Agreed, love.’

She perched on the bed’s edge. Lips brushed the glistening head. Soft at first. Then parted. Tongue swirled. Cheeks hollowed. Deep suck. Planned his cum down her throat. Satisfaction for both. His hands kneaded her tits. Nipples peaked. Electric jolts shot to her core. Wetness soaked her thighs.

But he withdrew. Cock gleaming. Grabbed her nightie hem. Yanked it over her head. Naked. Exposed. Breasts heaving. ‘On all fours. Face the mirror. I’m sliding in.’

No fight left. Brain flooded with lust. The prolonged taste of his cock ignited her. Crawled into position. Knees spread. Ass high. Heart raced wild. Pussy lips swollen. Dripping.

He gripped her hips. Thrust deep. ‘Ha!’ Mirror showed her grin. Face alight. Skin slapping skin. Her hips bucked back. Circles. Grinds. Grabbed his swinging balls. Squeezed. Fucked raw. Primal.

He pulled out. She flipped. Legs yanked wide. Ankles gripped. Forty-five degrees open. ‘You lit the fire. Better make me cum.’ Demand raw.

Christophe grinned. Dove in. Missionary fury. Her body jiggled. Tits bounced wild. Waves from breasts to belly. She screamed. ‘Fuck! Your cock! Harder! Deeper! Pound me!’ Voice hoarse. Chaste ears shattered. Pussy gripped him. Milked. First orgasm crashed. Lips foamed. Body shook.

Recovered. His cock still iron. Grabbed it. Sucked deep. Eyes locked. Hunger burned. ‘Lie down. My turn.’

Savage Release and Afterglow

Straddled. Impaled slow. Huge strokes. Abdomen slapped his navel. Mirror watched. Tits firm. Belly soft. Tongue out. Lewd grin. Stood. Squat-fucked. Watched cock vanish inside. Balls deep. Thighs burned. Visual feast. Sensations exploded. Owned him. Or so she felt.

He flipped her. Back down. Teased her slit with his head. No entry. ‘Want it now?’

‘Yes! Idiot. Fuck me.’ Heels dug reins.

‘You didn’t before.’

‘Now I do. Please.’

‘Sure you love my cock?’

‘Love it. Shove it in.’

Pushed. Held tip at gate. ‘Beg.’

‘Fuck me! Can’t wait!’

‘Love it in your pussy?’

‘Yes! Yes! Come!’

Unleashed. Slammed balls-deep. Sigh of bliss. Hips lifted. Bed shook. Scrunched inches. Arms braced. Rhythm built. Moderate. Fast. Frenzied staccato. Nails raked shoulders. Flanks. Ass. Triggered him. Spurted hot inside.

She arched. Feet planted. Cambered. Howled. Eyes glazed. Mouth agape. Climax ripped. Bodies fused. Sweat-slick. Hearts thundered.

Slowly cooled. Still joined. He rolled off. Cock softened. Her pussy oozed white cream. Stained the sheets. She’d change them later. Ménagère rising. Kissed him soft. ‘Thanks. You delivered. Good thing. Now I’m late.’ Skin still tingled. Morning etched in flesh. Ordinary Saturday. Extraordinary blaze.