Using My Wife at The Beach

My Slut Wife

Let me start by describing our lives a little bit. My wife and I just recently moved to Virginia to pursue our dream of living on the East Coast, and have quickly settled in quite nicely. In fact, it already feels very at home in our three story town house. We have been married for almost 9 years, but together for 14 so far. From what I hear in "locker room" conversations with the guys, this is about the point at which you pretty much give up on any hope of a sex life and focus on other things. Careers, kids, bills, and the business of life. However, it seems that something completely different happened to us ever since moving across the country.... let me explain.

First, my wife is a very bold and fierce little Indian woman. Farrah is 34 years old but looks the same as when she was 24. She is 5' 0" on a tall day. She's not your typical stick-skinny girl in the Victoria's Secret ads, but I have no interest in that look. Thigh gap, 4 inch in diameter spindly legs, and small A-cup bumps for breasts. No thanks! My Farrah is curvy and sexy from top to bottom. Her skin is a perpetual perfect tan shade, thanks to her heritage, her eyes are so dark brown they are almost black, and her hair is a rich, shiny, black and flows past her shoulders down the middle of her back.

She has petite little feet, and thick, firm thighs. The kind that leave no thigh gap when she stands, and give you something to wrap each arm firmly around when she's laying on her back and I'm standing up fucking her on the edge of the bed. They give a satisfying "slap" sound with every thrust inside her when we are making love. Her hips are wide, but not too wide, just enough to accentuate her big, round ass, and give her that perfect hourglass figure from behind. Buried between those thighs is her dark brown little pussy. When she shaves it smooth, I could spend hours sucking on her tiny pink clit. It stands out right in the center of her cunt, between those soft, dark pussy lips. And then my favorite... her breasts, which I could talk about for days.

They are literally perfect, and I'm not just saying that. A ten out of ten. Her bra size is 36D, but still sometimes her luscious bosom spills over the top of a D cup when she bends over. Her boobs are perfectly symmetrical, with large, silver dollar sized tits, colored a luscious dark brown, with nipples that stand erect whenever she is aroused. When she bends over her cleavage is a site that would make any man's cock jump, and instantly evokes dirty thoughts.

Every time she wears a low cut top I want to just pull her huge tits out of her shirt and watch them hang and bounce while she walks. I can suck on her soft, brown tits for hours, there is literally nothing better. They smell sweet and feel so warm. Farrah knows she can give me an instant hard cock on demand by just flashing her breasts to me. You can easily see why when we go anywhere, I always try to get her to wear low cut shirts, tight fitting yoga pants, short skirts, and anything else that might further highlight her assets for my enjoyment. That brings me to what happened the other night.

It had been months since we had a true date night on our own, and finally we had a babysitter, a hotel booked for one night on Virginia Beach, and the night to ourselves. I could tell she was feeling in the mood, and like usual, she asked me to pack up our "special stuff" in the overnight bag for our short trip. I decided to go a step further, and without giving her another option, stated that I would be packing her clothes for the trip too. She instantly protested, and began to name things I should make sure to bring, her sweater in case it got cool at night, yoga pants, and so on. I turned and with a stern look said, "slut, I'll dress you as I please on this trip!" She looked stunned, but said nothing and just gave me a worrisome glance.

When we got to the hotel after a couple hour drive that afternoon, the plan was to get ready and go out for a nice late afternoon meal, and see where the evening led after that. Farrah wanted to shower before going out, so I waited til she got in, and stole her v-neck T-shirt and yoga pants she had been wearing, and hid them under the couch cushions in the suite side of the room. Then I came back to the room and laid out her outfit for the afternoon on the bed.

A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom wearing a towel, and stopped abruptly when she saw what she was going to have to wear. I had picked her leather black skirt, with lacing up the sides, accompanied by what I call "hooker boots," her long, black stiletto high heel boots. On top I had her yellow lacy long-sleeved top she wore on our honeymoon, which is sheer, and almost completely see-through. Underneath, I had laid out her black, cupless bra, accompanied by her leather choker with the silver O-ring in the middle. I had also laid out large gold hoop earrings, gaudy pink eyeshadow, and bright red lipstick.

"Get dressed, slut!" I said, before walking in the bathroom to get ready myself. She turned red in embarrassment and disbelief, and then began putting on what I had picked for her.

When I emerged from the bathroom, she was standing sheepishly in the hotel room, looking more slutty than a street whore. The high heeled boots made her calves tense and her ass stick out provocatively. As if that wasn't enough, the open laced sides on her black leather skirt allowed you to see the sides of her smooth ass, which was barely covered by the short length of skirt even when she stood still. On top, her huge tits stood perky and erect, thanks to the push up bra with no cups, and her large brown nipples pressed against the sheer yellow shirt, not even remotely hidden. It also only has one button on the front, making for a very low cut with so much cleavage you could see about half her tits if you caught a view from the side. She looked delightfully sexy and sinfully slutty.

I wore her usual favorite, a dark green, muscle fit T-shirt, with my thin grey pants on and no boxers underneath, along with some nice shoes for the night out. Just seeing Farrah dressed like this already had my cock bulging against my pants, and a small wet spot forming from the head of my cock, as it was starting to drip with pre-cum.

And like that, it was time for us to go. I opened the hotel room door, and we walked down a quiet, empty hallway toward the elevator. With it being late afternoon on a weekday, the hotel was pretty quiet, which I'm sure Farrah was thankful for as she made her debut into public, dressed like a total slut. Once we got into the elevator, I pressed the button for the lobby, and she breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors shut.

There was a slight chill in the elevator, and Farrah's nipples were now poking sharply outward under her light yellow sheer top. She probably would have attracted less attention holding a sign that read, "please fuck my delicious tits."

As soon the door shut, I unzipped my pants and my rock hard cock sprang out into the open. Without a word I shoved Farrah to her knees, and squeezed a large drip of my pre-cum out on her forehead, then jerked her back on her feet. Before she could protest, I said, "bend over, slut!"

I then put my hand on her lower back and lifted up her short skirt from behind. Her mouth fell open in disbelief as I pulled out her anal plug already coated with Vaseline. She gasped with a little cry as I quickly slid it deep into her ass.

"You're my Slut wife, remember that," I said, returning her to an upright position. No sooner had I pulled her upright then the elevator chimed and stopped. To Farrah's great dismay, it was not the ground level, but the third floor where a group of young college aged guys were waiting. Her face turned deeper red and she stared down at the floor as they entered the elevator. My cock stiffened further as I noticed the guys obviously stealing glimpses of Farrah's perky tits. It satisfies a kinky little part of me knowing my smoking wife is hot enough to make other men think about fucking her, but knowing I'm the only one who gets to bury my cock in her holes.

Finally, the elevator stopped in the lobby, and we walked quickly out the back doors and onto the boardwalk along Virginia Beach. By this time the sun had set and it was mostly dark, which I'm sure Farrah was extremely thankful for, given her outfit I had picked. I walked lustfully behind her, watching her ass move from side to side as she walked in her high heel boots, accentuated even further by the plug in her ass she felt with every step. Not that I also didn't take every opportunity to walk beside her and look down, as Farrah's boobs jiggled and bounced precariously inside her shirt with each step.

We arrived at the restaurant (we chose a place called Chix on the Beach) and chose outdoor seating, because of the beautiful weather. "Get me a drink," Farrah demanded as soon as we sat down, obviously wishing for something to take the edge off her current and ongoing embarrassment. She kept her legs crossed as she had no panties on, and there was about 2 inches of leather fabric separating her from showing her pussy to the world.

We got seated outside in a booth looking toward the ocean, with our backs up against the outside wall of the restaurant. We both slid into the same side of the booth so we could see the ocean and sit together. I ordered her a fruity drink, of several types of rum, and topped with fresh fruit. It was sweet and she downed most of it in about the first five minutes of being there, as she slouched up to our table, the table hiding most of her semi-exposed breasts. I also enjoyed an ice cold beer, choosing my favorite, a Corona with a slice of lime. Since we had not eaten since having only a small donut in the morning, it didn't take long for the drinks to kick in. Farrah signaled our waitress over, and asked her for another drink, and that's when things really started heating up.

Whether it was the buzz, or Farrah had finally embraced the slutty whore persona she would embody this evening, she suddenly perked up and got that devilish shine in her eye that tells me she's up to something. Her embarrassment transformed to confidence, and instead of slouching, she sat up straight, and slid to the front edge of her seat, purposely resting her enormous breasts on the edge of the table in front of me. Her nipples were swollen again, and her brown tits the size of tennis balls.

"You want to cum all over these tits tonight?" She asked, wiggling her ass side to side and making them jiggle like two mounds of jello.

"Fuck yes!" I exclaimed quietly, glancing around to make sure no one was overhearing our conversation. I slipped my hand in my pants quickly and tucked my cock in my waistband. I glanced down and my dick was swollen and purple, already dripping pre-cum down the front of my pants.

"Too bad!" She said, interrupting my thoughts, pulling back from the table's edge and letting her tits fall off the edge with a little bounce. "You'll have to earn it first."

Well, I thought, I'm sure she is referring to how I will play with her, maybe go down on her, and who knows what when we get back to our hotel room later...

"You'll have to cum for me now, if you want to use me later," she said, interrupting my thoughts.

"Now? how's that supposed to happen in the middle of a restaurant?" I said, not believing that to really be a possibility. Without a word, Farrah's hand had unzipped my thin grey pants, and my cock sprang out of the zipper, not restricted by underwear.

"What are you doing? This is insane!" I muttered to her as she gripped my shaft under the table.

"Yeah well, you keep calling me your slut, and slutty whores do slutty things to their men," she said. "And you are going to cum for me right here, right now!"

I looked down at her big tits swaying again as she not-so-discreetly pumped my hard-on, and my cock stiffened like a board in her hand. I couldn't believe how close I was to cumming already, and I could tell she wasn't going to stop no matter what I said. My cock began to ooze pre-cum on her hand as she pumped her arm up and down under our table. With each stroke her tits wobbled and bounced, driving me insane with lust! I entered the headspace where I lose all control and feel like I'm on the edge of blacking out.

"Think about cumming all over my face tonight," she said, causing me to turn red in the face and almost shoot my load on the spot.

"Give me a napkin or something," I whispered, worriedly. The veins in my forehead bulged, and I knew I was about 10 seconds away from exploding.

"No!" Farrah said, "you took all my decency away making me dress like a hooker, now it's my turn!"

I gulped, and turned deeper red in the face at the thought of what was about to happen. Now it was my turn to be embarrassed, and I thought it couldn't get any worse. Until I looked out across the restaurant to make sure no one was watching and saw our waitress, walking directly toward our table with our second drinks.

"Stop," I whispered under my breath as she reached our table side. Instead, Farrah just gave a sly grin, and true to her nature, began to multitask as she kept lightly stroking my cock with her left hand, reducing her movements to only her wrist while greeting our waitress.

"Hi Sarah, I think we are ready to order!" She said with a smile, glancing at my look of horror. "I'll have the Caesar salad and a side of she-crab soup as my meal," Farrah said calmly, continuing her even wrist movements on me. She even managed a sip of her newly arrived drink as her hand kept rubbing my throbbing cock.

"Okay," said our waitress, jotting down her order on her pad, "and for you Sir?" She said, looking directly at me. I could not do anything as my cock reached the point of no return. I fucking know Farrah meant for it to happen right then.

"Ummm... I stammered" My mouth dropped open and I stared blankly at our waitress with nothing but images of naked tits and cum-covered faces filling my mind as I shot load after load of cum onto the underside of our table. Farrah's grip around my cock was like a vice, squeezing with each pulse, causing me to cum even harder. It's probably a good thing we rarely drink, because when she starts to get drunk, my wife loses any and all discretion. And she knows that when she has me by the cock, whether with her mouth, her hand, or her pussy, I become completely helpless and under her control. I literally lose all ability to move, resist, talk or make decisions. My body turns into a board, and all I can do is cum profusely when she decides she is ready to make it happen.

"I can come back if you need more time?" our waitress asked, raising her eyebrows.

I started to nod, but Farrah said, "Oh no, he's ready," and casually brought her hand out from under the table to grab another chip out of our basket. Whether she realized it or not I don't know, but the back of her hand was dripping with large strands of white semen. She seemed completely or purposely oblivious, as she grabbed a chip and dipped it in the crab dip and raised it to her mouth, crunching it down with a smirk. Simultaneously, a bit of cum slid off the back of her hand and landed with an audible "splat" on her right boob, which was dangerously close to falling out of her open blouse.

"Yikes!" Farrah grinned, and without hesitating, scooped up the cum off her breast with her finger, and licked it clean, as if it were spilled food. It was so fucking hot!

Our waitress took my order eventually with wide eyes as she probably knew what happened and I managed to stuff my cock back inside my pants after she left the table, which were very wet in the crotch with cum.

I put my table napkin over my lap and even ate most of my dinner between thoughts about Farrah's lovely tits and the mess she had just made of me.

The rest of the meal was fairly uneventful, although after moving back across the table from me, I noticed a wet spot on the bench beside me where Farrah had been sitting, apparently due to her own arousal and lack of panties. We enjoyed another drink each, which we probably shouldn't have, but at least then I had the confidence to look our waitress in the eye again when she came with our bill. As we got up to leave, I noticed Farrah was quite tipsy by this point, and had entirely forgotten about her outward appearance. As we made our way out to the boardwalk, it was mostly vacant, but every hundred feet or so when we stepped under one of the lights, I got to enjoy the full sexy view again through Farrah's shirt. As we made our way under the next light, I decided to experiment, and purposely dropped my wallet, open side down, showering all my credit cards and IDs on the boardwalk.

"Oh shoot," I muttered, quickly reaching to collect them from the ground. Farrah bent over to help me pick up the rest, just as I had hoped, without realizing her tiny leather skirt had ridden up even higher from walking. As she bent over, the bottom of her ass was completely visible, the bright pink end of her anal plug still in place accompanied below by her puffy, swollen pussy lips, which were just visible between her cheeks. A sticky strand of girl cum halfway oozed out from between her lips as she bent over, running about six inches down the back of her leg.

As we walked the rest of the way to our hotel, you could describe Farrah in three words: sexy, slutty, fuck-doll. Well, I guess that's four technically. With no more concern for her outfit, she seductively swayed her ass side to side as if to tease me with every step as we walked in the sliding doors to our hotel. The wet streak of cum now having run all the way below her knee on the back of her leg. She had undone the last button on her shirt, and her naked left tit was now poking completely out the front of her shirt from when she had bent over. I certainly wasn't about to tell her that, I just enjoyed the view even more, along with a couple gaping eyes from people who happened to pass us in the lobby.

By this time she carried that overall disheveled, "fuck me now" look about her. As we walked down the hallway to our room door, she again unzipped my pants, grabbed my cock, and pulled me by it along behind her down the hallway and into our room. Our room door had not even shut behind us when she squeezed her tits together for the world's sexiest cleavage show, pulling them out the front of her shirt, but leaving it on, knowing that drives me wild. I subsequently buried my face in between her huge knockers and began sucking and licking her aroused, perky tits. I then grabbed her neck with my hand, almost choking her as I threw her forcefully back on the bed. Her legs spread apart and I stared at her perfect pussy.

It was shaved completely clean and was slightly swollen, her little pink clit poking out from the middle of her snatch. As I spread her brown lips with my fingers, a small stream of pussy juice ran down out of her gaping, pink hole toward her ass.

"Spread your legs bitch!" I commanded her, and without hesitation buried my face in her warm cunt, enjoying the sweet taste of her pussy and not minding at all how wet my face was with her juices. I licked and sucked and caressed her her pussy, burning my nose deep in her warm hole as I sucked her clit. I pushed my tongue inside of her and began stroking her G-spot while I made out with her pussy like it was our first kiss.

"Oh my God, I'm going to cum!" She said, trying to squeeze her legs together and push my face away. I kept my tongue buried in her hole and licked even faster while I pressed both hands on her thighs to keep her legs spread wide.

"AAAAAAAAGGGHH!" Farrah screamed as she squirted a fountain of her juices on my face, in my mouth, and all over my tongue.

I didn't let that stop me, and instead stuck my tongue out and shook my head in a "no-like" fashion over and over on her pussy even harder and faster than before. Her whole body shook and convulsed as she gushed even more, flooding the bed under her in violent convulsions. I stopped abruptly and laid on top of her, making out with her like never before, the taste of her pussy blending with the sexy taste of her mouth.

Ordinarily this would have been it for her, but instead, she dropped to her knees in front of me, and said, "give me the vibrator." "I'm not done!"

As soon as I handed her the vibrator it was already pressed against her pussy and she was rocking back and forth on her knees, moaning again. She stopped the vibrator suddenly, and said,

"'Jackson, I want your cum all over my face!' 'Mark your little whore wife with your seed.' 'I want to taste it in my mouth and feel it covering me.' 'Make me your cumslut!'"

I could barely believe what I was hearing as I stood in front of Farrah, my throbbing cock in front of her sexy face. She had her hair in two braids, her Slut collar on, and her giant tits hanging out of her open cup bra. She had added to the irresistible look by grabbing her black, plastic framed glasses. Either that or she thought they might shield her eyes later...

Farrah violently pulled my pants down to my ankles and my bulging cock sprang out, smacking her right in the nose, which I'm pretty sure she intended. Farrah always told me how much she loved my cock. Especially times like now, when it was almost purple and swollen until it looked like it would burst. You could see the veins running up and down my shaft pulse with each heartbeat of mine. My cock grew to the size of her dildo as it hung straight out, fully erect, inches from Farrah's face. She could already taste it before it even entered her warm little mouth. Her eyes seemed to glaze over as she thought about how much she wanted my cock, how much she enjoyed feeling it's warmth as it filled her entire mouth to capacity. The smooth, plump shaft sliding in and out between her stretched open lips. Even the way my sweet pre-cum tasted on her tongue... Farrah's thoughts were stopped short as I grabbed a braid in each hand and buried my cock in her throat.

I can't even describe how sexy, slutty, and fucking incredible my wife looks with a big cock in her mouth. Her perfect pink lips wrapped around my shaft and her cheeks bulged with dick. I swear I want to take 100 pictures of her sucking dick so I can jerk off to them all day long. Although she doesn't know this, oftentimes when she is talking to me about something serious all I can imagine is her with a huge cock in her mouth and cum all over her face. Sometimes she asks me what I'm thinking about when staring blankly in to space. Most of those times I confess I'm imagining her on her knees doing what my woman does best..... blowing my cock.

As she continued to passionately suck me, she made loud gagging noises with each head bob. She pulled my cock out briefly, "Fuck your wife's whore throa...."

I cut her words off as I jammmed my 9 inch cock all the way down her throat, causing her neck to bulge, and forcing her to deepthroat my cock over and over.

.... ULGHHHH, GLUGH, GUGGH, AAWWLGH!

"Fuckkkk... GHAAA!" Farrah exclaimed as I pulled my cock out as quickly as I had jammed it inside her. Stringy drool dripped down her chin and around my cock. Every now and then I would pull it out of her mouth to smear my spit-covered and now-leaking cock head all over her nose and forehead. I began fucking her gaping mouth like it was a pussy, stopping only for my pleasure every couple minutes.

Nothing is more of a turn on to me than to see my wife a slimy, humiliated mess. I know how dirty and embarrassed she feels by it, which makes me want to do it even more. Every time she whimpers I like to rub my cock all over her face even more in response. I love seeing her drool and smearing it back over her face with my cock.

By this time she knew I was close, and she reached back down and picked up the vibrator once more, turning it on and pressing it against her pussy. She deepthroated me again, accompanied by the most terrific cock sucking sounds. This time she kept her mouth as wide as she could, without closing her lips around my shaft, letting my cock fuck her gaping mouth like a pussy as spit dripped out of her mouth and onto her tits.

"GULGH, GULLLLGH, GLUUUHH, GUUCK!" The glorious throating sounds continued each time my cock rammed the back of her throat. She paused with her lips wrapped around my shaft and flicked her tongue on the bottom of my cock head in and out like a cat lapping up milk, causing me to nearly fill her throat pre-maturely. She pulled me out of her mouth and began to slap her own face with my cock like she was punishing herself. I still can barely believe I have such a hot wife. A woman who is addicted to cock, who loves her mouth being filled to capacity. Someone I can unleash my darkest desires on. A slut who wants me to choose which of her fully available holes I will fuck, and use each one as hard as the next.

Farrah sank back on her knees to the floor, with the vibrator still pinched between her legs, still gripping my cock with one hand, and fingering herself with the other. I forgot to mention how fucking hot it is to see her little petite hand with her wedding ring wrapped around my cock while she directs it into her mouth each time. Farrah let go of my cock and gripped her tits with both hands, holding them up for me.

I could tell she was about to cum for the third time again tonight. Then she got the most intense look in her eyes and ordered,

"Jackson, stand up and cover your wife's face with your cum!"

I stood over her, grabbed my cock, and gave it about three quick strokes.

"I want to taste it!" She kept on, causing me to almost black out with passion.

"Paint your slave's slutty face!"

She made what I call "kissy lips" at me,

and then with the vibrator still buzzing loudly on her pussy, opened her mouth as wide as I've ever seen it, and stuck her tongue out.

"Aaaahhhhhh" she moaned, like you would at the dentist... then while keeping her mouth open, she kept talking,

"Thooot you cung in mhy whouth!" She slurred, her gaping little fuck hole staring up at me.

The combination of her being drunk and on the edge of her own orgasm for a third time this evening made Farrah forget all her potential apprehensions about sexual practices she normally isn't sure about. I took full advantage of this as her upturned face and wide open mouth were the target I've always fantasized about in my dirtiest, forbidden dreams. That's all it took for the first stream of hot cum to shoot out of my dick, impacting her forehead with an audible "splat!".

The next two shots bounced off her forehead and on top her head, contrasting beautifully on her shiny black hair. The feeling of my hot cum hitting her in the face must have pushed her own orgasm over the edge as her "Aaaah" sound transformed into a sub-human, sex-torture-like scream..."AaaaAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!" she shrieked, her tongue still frozen in place completely out of her open mouth.

Her body shook in blissful anguish and her legs spread instinctively, the vibrator clattering to the floor as her pussy squirted like a faucet beneath her. Her mouth frozen wide open, drool dripping off the end of her outstretched tongue. She began to finger her cunt feverishly as I continued to unload my balls on her face.

I was not even close to done as I squeezed my raging cock with another stroke. I aimed lower, pointing my dick toward her open mouth. The veins in my forehead bulged until I thought they might pop as my next ejaculation shot directly in her open mouth, followed by another, and then another. Her tongue was now white and completely covered in cum, a milky pool forming in her mouth. She gagged a little bit, causing some of the sperm to ooze over her lips and down her chin. Her own orgasming screams became gurgling, moaning sounds as the large volume of semen threatened to slide right down her open throat.

"Ehhhh! Ehhhh! Ehhhh! Ehhhh!" She moaned helplessly as she took load after load to the face. Every time my cum struck her face her body quivered in ecstasy and she dribbled a little more from her crotch.

"Eat my cum, bitch!" I grunted, bringing my throbbing cock closer to her face. I felt like blacking out it was so intense. Another pump covered her nose and engulfed the gold nose ring she wears in sticky goo. I shot three more pulsing streams on her nose until it was totally obscured.

I have a fetish about her nose being covered in cum and I'm not even completely sure why. Something about seeing her cute, little brown nose drenched in blobs of semen I find to be the ultimate perversely sexy and humiliating sight.

The next shots landed on her cheeks, and the final couple splattered against her pursed lips. As my cock finally convulsed to a trembling finish, still dripping steadily with the last few drops, she drew her tongue back in her mouth, wiping off the cum from it with her lips, which ran down her chin and splattered below on her huge exposed tits. From there a small river ran between her breasts, cascading down into her bellybutton, and still further to her pussy.

She stayed frozen on her knees looking up at me, absolutely covered in semen. Her pretty nose ring poked through the thick layer of cum covering her entire nose. Large, lumps of semen slid off her forehead down the top of her nose toward her nostrils. I gave my stiff cock a few good shakes as my orgasm ended, just to ensure she felt a few more humiliating drips of cum splatter across her face as I stood over her.

Still heavily panting from her own continuous orgasms, she was forced to choose between breathing through her cum covered nose, sucking in my semen each time she inhaled, or breathing through her mouth, which meant letting more cum run into it. As it began to liquify, sperm dripped off her nose in a steady stream down her upper lip and into her mouth. A long string of cum and drool swayed precariously from her chin where it finally touched down on her right tit. Farrah's long black eyelashes poked through the cloudy layer of sperm that had run off her forehead and into her eyes, which had escaped any direct cumshots thanks to her sexy black glasses.

Both breasts were glazed, glistening with cum and spit, hanging outward so beautifully, her big brown tits still fully swollen, her nipples puffy and erect. Kneeling with her legs still spread, her pussy was beet red and pulsing with each heartbeat. The little cum river flowing from her face and between her tits funneled to her pussy and dripped steadily from her sexy little cunt. Gravity made the it drip from the lowest point, which was her still-protruding little clit, poking well below the puffy lips of her swollen pussy. A pool of her pussy juice, drool, and hot semen grew steadily under her as she gazed up at me still looking stunned.

I moaned in exuberant satisfaction as I squatted down so my face was even with hers. Grabbing a braid in each hand, Farrah started to protest but was quickly muffled by my long, tongue kiss. I kissed her cum covered lips as passionately as the night I married her. Lost in lustful connection, we both savored the taste and scent of each other as her face became slippery against mine, our spit mixing with my cum in our mouths. I love the smell of her breath after she has just sucked cock for a long time. Her little pink tongue darted around inside my mouth and I sucked it like I had her clit earlier in the night.

I stood back up and admired my wife.

I've never seen anything that sexy in my life.

My cum covered queen, staring up at me through a glaze of my hot sperm. Looking so vulnerable, violated, used, and slutty. I've never seen a woman look so fucked and completely slutty in my life. What a used fucking Slut! Farrah's cheeks glowed red with embarrassment and satisfaction.

"Hey husband, how do I look?"

I looked down and saw my gorgeous wife, covered in my cum, looking up at me for approval.

My face must have held a look of satisfaction, amazement and maybe even disbelief in the shocking amount of cum I had just sprayed on her face and body, because Farrah's expression went from a questioning look to one of triumph. She reached over and grabbed my phone, and snapped a selfie, pausing to look up at me again. "Am I the little cumslut you always wanted?"

"Oh my God, yes," I gasped, still recovering. Farrah snapped a few more selfies, one with her lips pursed into "kissy-lips," and a second with her eyes crossed and her tongue hanging sideways out of her mouth. It was impossible to regain any composure as I watched more cum drip off the edge of her chin and down on her huge, amazing tits.

"So, how are you feeling now?" She asked. I was so aroused that even after cumming, my cock was still completely rigid and purple, pulsing with every heartbeat. Without a word, I took her hand, lifted her up to her feet, and spun her around facing away from me. I lifted up her mini skirt from behind, pressing my cock against her ass. Forcefully driving her toward our open balcony door, Farrah gasped as I bent her over the balcony railing, her tits resting on the cold metal, available for all to see, suspended only 3 floors above the lively beach and pool below. Her nipples poked out into the cool evening air as I slid my still rigid but slick cock into her hot, wet cunt.

We instantly got into a rhythm and I fucked her harder than I can remember. She flicked her hair to the side, some of it stuck to her face and looked back at me.

"Fuck me... harder, fuck your... cum-covered wife... until she..." was all she got out before her eyes rolled back in her head. Her juices sprayed out of her pussy and splattered on the cement balcony and our feet as she came. I had to hold her up while her legs buckled, still impaled on my cock.

I let her slide off my dick and to the ground where she rolled over to a seated position, back up against the balcony railing. I was standing there, cock in hand, looking down at my beautiful, post-orgasmic wife, blissed-out and trying to catch her breath. She looked up at me, then her eyes locked on my cock. "Do it, if you can manage another load, I want you to cum anywhere you want, don't even warn me." So I came on her face again, covering her cute little nose ring again in my warm semen as she looked deeply into my eyes. She looked like such a fucking sex queen, sitting against the railing panting, her huge tits hanging down, and strands of cum dangling off her nose and dripping down to her glistening breasts.

After another vile photoshoot, I was convinced I now have enough material to keep my cock hard for the rest of eternity. we both headed inside and collapsed on the bed in a heap, my head pressed tightly against her cum-covered tits. I fell asleep faintly remembering the taste of my own cum from her tit in my mouth.

My fucktoy, my sexy whore, You are all my wildest dreams come true.

I love you CUMSLUT!

You are a CUMWHORE,

a SLUTWIFE,

the most beautiful COCKSUCKER,

... and you are MINE! ❤️

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