Page 20 of Undone
If you would’ve asked me last week, if I expected to wake up with my dick lodged in my wife’s throat, the answer would have been no. Her diligent mouth is working me deeper and deeper into her throat. I think this is the deepest I’ve ever been. This is not what I expected, especially since last night after our fantasy experience was completed, Evie could barely keep her eyes open or assist with bathing herself. I bathed both her and Marissa, making sure they both ate, and got some hydration before Evie and I were escorted back to our suite for some much needed rest.
“Shit,” I hissed as Evie’s wet finger rubs back-and-forth across my asshole. My eyes widened at the intoxicating sensation.
“You like that,” she asked in a seductive tone, pulling me from her throat and letting her hand take over jacking my dick. Her question is obviously rhetorical. She knows I like that shit, or she wouldn’t have done it.
Her hands continue stroking my shaft and my asshole as her lips return to sucking just the tip of my dick teasingly making eye contact through her lashes. She knows what she’s doing, keeping me on edge, my body withering, ready to come. Her movementsstop abruptly and I want to protest until it registers that my wife is climbing on top of me placing my erect flesh at her entrance. Sinking down slowly, she takes me all the way inside her wet channel slowly riding me while keeping eye contact. My hands lift her breasts, my mouth latching onto her nipples one at a time giving them equal attention. She is taking just as much pleasure as she is giving. I loved seeing her free like this.
Our bodies work one another as we do a combination of fucking and making love. There was no shame or hesitation here. I don’t know how much time we spend wrapped up in one another or how many positions we tried, not that it mattered. The only thing that mattered in this moment was her. Her eyes shut, her features consumed with pleasure. Evie threw her head back, her stretched strands cascading against her shoulders and back as her pussy convulsed, squeezing me in a vice grip. Her body rings out her orgasm, curses falling from her mouth. I join her in bliss as my seed spills into her. Seeing my wife sated and satisfied like this solidified that my decision to bring Evie to Fantasy Escapes was the right one.
Evie
“Oh God,”my voice trembles as Sammie’s mouth works yet another orgasm out of me.
Since we woke up this morning we have barely left this bed, ripping off the robes from last night and tearing into each other. Sammie catering to what he knew my body needed. Our sex has been a mix between passion and straight carnal desire. The marks on my body are the only evidence of our lust. And Sammie was currently indulging in me.
He alternates between his tongue circling and sucking my clit. His fingers working in and out of me until I can’t take anymore.
“Fuck, Sammie baby I-I-,” my orgasm shoots out of me like a waterfall not allowing me to finish my sentence.
My juices baptize him, rewarding him for his efforts. I’ve never squirted before and wasn’t expecting my release to shoot out of me like that. The feeling is indescribable! My body is satisfied and drained. My limbs feel so much like jello that when Sammie’s dick enters me I am almost too spent to move. His body does all the work bringing another orgasm out of me before letting me rest. Sammie quickly fell asleep beside me. His heartbeat and light snores fill the quiet room.
Our time here on the island has been eye opening. Although we came to this place to improve our sex life, I realized we had come apart in other ways as well. This place forced you to do that–to be real with yourself. I had felt like Sammie had forgotten that I mattered but the truth was, so did I. I had been so hell bent on being everything that Sammie needed that I put myself on the backburner and allowed my husband to do the same. I allowed resentment and frustration to build until it came to a head, leaving pieces of what was supposed to be a loving marriage scattered about like a battlefield.
Being here and allowing Sammie to take care of my needs, and for us to explore, had me rethinking so many things about my husband and our relationship.
Everything I thought I knew was thrown out the window in a matter of days. And it left me undone in all the best ways.
EPILOGUE
“No, no absolutely not,” Jayden yells from across the backyard running toward me and her father, “Unhand my mama you dirty old man.”
“Little girl this my wife, I will touch her when and how I please,” Sammie yells back giving my ass an extra squeeze, yanking me closer.
Lina is looking over at us shaking her head.
“Please stop,” James, our middle child, groans. “Your mothers are standing right over there.”
“Yeah, we’ve never seen y’all touch this much. It’s weird,” Jasmine, our oldest, chimes in.
“Stay out of grown folks business,” I toss at them, leaning in to kiss my husband between each word.
“I”
Kiss
“LOVE.”
Kiss
“MY.”
Kiss
“MAN.”
Kiss
“And he loves you too,” he smiles, leaning in and placing his lips at my ear. His hands caress the skin of my back left on display from the dress I chose, “I’m gone show you just how much later.”
