I felt him twitch and a smile crossed my lips. Outside the sun was going down at the same time as I was. I slid his spongy cock into my mouth, it tasted so fresh and clean after our shower. I felt his intake of breath and his hand automatically rested on my head. I felt him twitch again.

There is nothing quite like the feeling of a cock expanding in my mouth, knowing I'm the one making him feel that pleasure. It is all-encompassing, powerful and such a huge compliment.

I ran my fingernails over his balls and instantly my mouth was filled to capacity. I pulled back a little to adjust the angle, then I breathed in and took him all the way until his balls were against my nose.

After my naughty tryst and hot reclamation, I suddenly felt the need for Greg to use me for his carnal pleasure.

"Fuck, baby." he gasped as his hands dug into my scalp and grabbed at my hair.

I pushed back against his hand. He took the hint and started to push and lift my head up and down the full length of his cock. My saliva ran down his cock as I felt him glide in and out of my throat, my fingers strumming his balls as he fucked my mouth.

My other hand found its way to my rapidly overheating folds, my fingers found my sensitive nub. The intensity level rose tenfold, and I was struggling for breath which only fuelled the fire.

Greg's balls suddenly tightened, instinctively my hand cupped and squeezed them. My fingers worked furiously on my clit; my hips rose at the same time as his did.

Both his hands suddenly held my head down, his cock expanded in my throat and I could feel his cum leaving his balls. When he exploded so did I.

For long minutes we both lay there gasping for breath, my head on his stomach as it rose up and down. I could see his messy, saliva-covered cock still slightly pulsing inches from my face as we both came down from our high.

His masculine smell and his aftertaste were filling my senses. My pussy just tingled and purred.

Both of us were so comfortable in our own thoughts, yet so together in the moment.

Greg finally pulled my face up to his and we kissed, unrushed and loving. Both of us enjoyed the afterglow as we exchanged "I love yous."

"You're unbelievable," he whispered

"We are," I responded

"We so are." he smiled as he pulled the sheet over us. Sleep came easily.

I woke the next morning to the smell of coffee and Greg's smiling face. He walked to the end of the bed, grabbed the sheet and in one motion pulled it off leaving me exposed to his gaze. His smile beamed as I suddenly felt a little shy.

"Well hello, my naughty hotwife."

"Good morning my sexy cuck." My shyness was suddenly gone.

His knees hit the bed as his eyes took in my whole body. Wolf-like.

"You look so delicious."

"Good enough to eat!" I teased as my eyebrows raised

"May I!" his tone suddenly cheeky

I pulled my legs up keeping them together, my feet firmly planted on the bed.

"Hot coffee or hot tongue, decisions, decisions so early in the morning," I said feeling playful

I pretended to reach for the coffee, but grabbed a pillow instead and in one quick movement raised my hips, pushed the pillow underneath and lowered my hips onto it. Greg's smile said it all.

"No contest." I giggled as my knees dropped to my sides, exposing my pussy in all its glory.

"Mmmm breakfast." He crawled towards me. His eyes never left my pussy as he raised his fingers to his lips, coating them with his saliva, and ran them down my rapidly heating pussy. I jolted to his touch.

"Looks so red and puffy."

"It's been a little naughty."

"I'd say more than a little."

"Guilty as charged, but it's just how you like it."

With his face now inches away, he blew cold air causing my hips to reach up and rotate.

My need was suddenly unnegotiable as I pulled his head to my soaking folds and his tongue slowly lapped at my puffy lips. He was in no hurry running his tongue the full length up and down.

Making little mewing sounds of contentment, he worked his magic on me. He was making love to my purring pussy and it was reacting by coating his tongue with its sweet juices. Pure heaven.

God, I love this man.

My orgasm slowly built and when it finally hit me, it spread through my whole body like a warm flush.

He was so unselfish that he took me to another two highs in the next five minutes. Finally, he rose and placed himself between my thighs with his rampant cock firmly on top of my soaked puffy lips. He lowered his face to me and I tasted myself on his soft lips. His hips were rocking back and forth sliding his cock between my sensitive labia, bringing me to the edge again.

I reached between us to push his cock to my opening, feeling it open up like a flower to take him. We both held still looking into each other's eyes, then he slowly pushed just inside me. I didn't realise how swollen I was until that moment.

"You're like a furnace and so tight," he gasped

"You know why baby." My hands cupped his face holding him so that he looked into my eyes.

"You've seen how thick he is, you've seen how he takes me," my voice teased.

"He was so hot for your wife and he didn't hold back."

"He took what's yours until I was screaming his name."

I watched Greg's eyes cloud over, he started fucking my tender puss slowly.

"I begged him to fuck my married pussy, babes, I was so slutty for him."

"We didn't hold back, he fucked me as only he can."

That got the reaction I wanted—Greg started to hammer into me.

"That's it, babes, fuck me just like he did, do it," I egged.

All too quickly he started to jerk and lose rhythm. I wrapped my legs around his torso, he was fighting a losing battle. I knew where his mind was. The visions of me in the throes of passion with my young lover crashing through his head.

So I played my ultimate card.

"Fuck me JORG!!" I screamed

That took Greg to that place, it does so every time. All his energy pulsated out of his cock into my depths filling me with liquid fire. I wrapped myself around him so he couldn't escape and my pussy milked every last drop out of him until he was still.

His face was in the crook of my neck and I stroked his back as he slowly regained his breath. Our special place.

For the next couple of days we both glowed, Greg couldn't keep his hands off me. Coming up behind me nibbling on my ears or biting my neck, tweaking my nips from behind etc. He made me feel so desired, wanted and chased.

The banter was sexually laced and edgy as I slowly revealed all the details of my naughty tryst. His cock was hard every time he pushed himself against me. I love being his Viagra.

On Thursday evening after an intense bout of lovemaking, Greg asked if I would like it if he invited Jorg over on Saturday evening. From memory, his exact words were, "drinks, nibbles and me."

"Yes please." was my simple response, at which point he lay next to me as he made the call. When Greg asked the question I clearly heard Jorg reply "Hell yes." his enthusiastic response was music to my ears. I was oblivious to what they chatted about for the next twenty or so minutes. I was already picturing in my mind the erotic possibilities that Saturday could bring. Two men with me in the middle, endless delicious scenarios.

It certainly put extra sass in my walk for the next couple of days.