A Perfect Cuckoldress Wife

"Oh god yes, I need it, cum in me..."

This scene was just about tipping me over the edge, but with very little ability to move, and my flaccid cock encased in hard chrome, there was very little option but to try and grind my arse down onto my large pink gel butt plug, firmly inserted in my rear, and held in place by its flared base against the red leather of the chair I was sitting on. Despite wriggling and flexing my abdominal muscles though, I couldn't quite get any satisfaction – as my wife knew would be the case, and the tension was killing me.

Meanwhile they were both about to cum together. He spanked her arse cheeks on both sides two or three more times and that set her off, she began to explode into waves of orgasm that shot around her body like electricity.

"Here it comes bitch!" He shouted.

"YES! YES! Fill me up baby!" My wife responded, as she plunged down one last time, her eyes rolled back and she arched her back, settling down and simply grinding herself on his crotch in small circles as he unloaded burst after burst of virile spunk deep within my wife's snatch. He continued to thrust upwards towards her, massaging her tits as he unloaded into her pussy.

She collapsed forward onto his chest and into his arms, obviously exhausted. Despite having cum inside her for the best part of fifteen or twenty seconds, his massive cock remained buried deep into her pussy, remaining firm and engorged. He embraced her lovingly, and she looked up into his eyes returning the affection. Without needing to gesture, their lips were drawn to each others, passionately plunging their tongues into each other's mouths.

They continued to French kiss for several minutes, before my wife broke off, giggling.

"Wait! I feel you firming up and starting to grind again, you incredible stud!"

"Mmm, hmm. Damn, straight – with a hot slutwife like you impaled on my cock, you gonna get it more than once!" He responded.