~MAYA’S POV~
A lump forms in the back of my throat. I’m feeling a little bit like a naughty kid who was caught dipping his fingers into the cookie jar. I dragged my gaze toward my husband’s. I was met by the twisting of my husband’s lips into a smeared smirk, which he quickly replaced with his scowl. I looked at him as he dragged a chair right in front of me and sat with his cock pointed directly at my face.
How on earth did he get to have a cock this big? I thought to myself
He swung his hips into the chair, his cock moving in an anti-clockwise motion across my face. All I could do was open my eyes and track the cock’s movement without moving my face.
“My dear Lady Archer, it’s either you remove the panties you are wearing and start sucking my cock while naked, or get fucked. I’d like to get even harder by watching the pool of blood that would be coming from your sex, or by fucking your bloody cunt. You choose, I don’t have the time. I’m going to work tomorrow.”
I fixed my gaze on my husband’s face. Where did I get this bastard? I stood there watching as his blush pink tongue licked his bottom lip as he examined me with an inquisitive stare. I avert my gaze, feeling as if I’m a bug that he’s about to squash under the weight of his shoes. When I swallowed, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
“My-My-My.” Oh well, there I stuttered. He cocked his head, taking pleasure in the sight of my perky rosy tits. I stuttered again, “My-My Lord, my panties are dripping with blood. I will have to go inside to remove it.”
“No, Lady Archer; you will remain standing there and removing it. Stand up.” He commanded, and I sprung to my feet, stiff and upright. “Look at me. Do not look at anything else in this room but me.” He snarled. My eyes drew closer to meet his. Don’t make me repeat myself. “Good, now take off your underwear. ” You’ve made me repeat myself numerous times tonight, which is a punishment in and of itself.”
I hooked my thumbs through and eased my panties down to my feet, like a nice little wife. When I was done, I tossed it aside. My gaze then became locked on his. He reclined back in his chair, stretching out his long legs.
“Oh, and lady Archer, don’t forget to bring your pantie. I wish to sniff all that is yours, including your bloody cunt.” I went to the location of my underwear and picked it up. “Now, come to me, kitten!”
The one command that makes my heart drop to my feet. His eyes follow every movement I make as if he’s devouring every inch of my naked flesh. His eyes were greedy and awaiting my demise. I didn’t need to be told what he wanted me to do, so I got down on my knees and began licking his donkey-like dick with my pouty rosy mouth. I began pumping in and out, my tempo increasing with each pump. Zion began savoring the inside of my mouth with his cock. He was fucking my mouth like a pro he is.
“Listen kitten, never lie to daddy about being on your period. Because I am fully aware that you will not see your period for the following nine months.”
I choked on his cock. However, this did not prevent him from fucking my mouth. I felt the want to yell. My eyes were bloodshot. I was gagging on the cock. The news that my husband had just shared with me was unbelievable to me. I dismiss the thought. I strokingly swirled my tongue around the tip of his shaft. His hip was buckled, and he was violently fucking the inside of my throat. I sensed his frailty as he began to quiver in his chair. I readily opened my lips as he sprayed his cum, and by cum, I mean several loads of cum, deep inside my mouth.
He flipped me around and returned to his chair, I could feel his eyes on my ass. My a$$ was on display for him to see and appreciate.
“Twerk for me.”
“What!”