Caught in the act

Tim was on his back door. Naked, he was in one of the plastic lounge chairs. With his wife on a shopping trip and the kids at school, he felt comfortable enough to sneak back for a little bit of fun.

He was recently working on some solo water sports using his pee as lube for a kinky masturbation session. When he fantasized, he remembered the early days of marriage when his wife Dee was open to new adventures. Unfortunately, 15 years had passed, and if it were children, time, or that middle abdomen that developed on both, she had become less and less adventurous.

Sure, he tried to enchant the subject with her, but she called him a dirty pervert and rolled to fall asleep in a hut and left him with another erection.

Tim leaned back and closed his eyes, a hot fantasy that went into his head. When the sun warmed up his bare skin, he relaxed fast and had a nice flood. The warm fluid felt good, flushed all over his body. It was also a steady power, as he led the power of his face to his cross. When his power came to an end, his erotic revire came as a known female voice in his ears.

His wife Dee yelled at him from the corner. She went to the deck where she provoked her tirade. What are you doing?

Tim’s anger at years of sexual neglect came into him. “I tried to masturbate, thank you!” He responded sharply.

“But… What was that shit about?” Dee screamed back. Are you gonna be a pervert?

“Hey!” He explained a wet finger in her direction. I tried to get you involved and you cut me off. If you hadn’t become such a prude…

“A prude! A prude!”

Yeah, a damn prude. I remember you were willing to try new things, no matter how kinky it was. But now…

“A prude am I?” She screamed. Dee’s body was shaking with anger. “I’ll show you that you perverted bastard.” Tim’s mouth fell open while Dee screamed she fired her jeans. She suddenly pushed them and her panties down with a quick move. She kicked them off, she still mumbled “you want perverts, I give you pervs.” Take her shirt off, she washed it over the deck when she held Tim, her hairy cross over his bony dick.

Sharing her pussy lips, she had a stream of piss blow up his dick. “Here, how do you like that dirty bastard?” She said cruel. Looking at Tim, she was bluntly wounded in the look of lust and desire on his face. His dick had gotten hard and he strokes it. Almost for herself, she said “Oh my… You like it.”

She broke out, her anger returned. Stop the power, she grabbed “OK, you like that. Let’s see what a dirty dick you are.” Move on, Dee grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face in her wet cunt. Her bladder relaxed, she pushed a little more piss than another one and another.

Dee expected her husband to back off, but instead his tongue started licking her! Part of her mind was rebellious, saying this was gross. But it felt so good. It was so long ago that Tim licked her cunt that she forgot how amazing she was. He was working on it. Her head with desire, lust, passion. Somehow she managed to get her bra off, release her D-cups.

At some point, her pee was stopped, but Tim wasn’t. His tongue shot her cunt, hit her that special way. Dee left an audible gasp out when an orgasm came over her. She grabbed Tim’s head to hold herself if her body was shaking. More liquid thrown out of her cunt, but this time, it wasn’t pissed that Tim’s happy face sprayed.

She pushed him back, slipped into his body, guided his hard penis into her wet pussy. She jumped forward, pressed her breasts against his chest. His skin was wet and warm to Dees. She kissed Tim, cruel, cruel, her tongue that tried his mouth. He returned the passionate kisses as her cross against his.

She could feel his shaft, move into her body. It felt like she was split in half, and she bowed her back into XTC. Tim leaned ahead, grabbed her tits and sucked them, bites, squeezing. Her body shook and pulverized when her pussy leaked the juice over his troubling dick. She made a cry like an orgasm wiped over her. “Oh yes yes yes yes yes yes sss!”

She collapsed on top of her husband, his dick was still firm and crawled into her pussy. “Oh shit baby.” Dee said, breathless. “That was good.”

“Don’t stop now, baby.” Tim’s voice almost pleaded. “Oh baby I’m so close… Please!” Dee looked him in the eye, a urge over her. She struggled with her decision for the shortest moments, and told him, “Don’t worry baby.”

Get up, she stepped aside and fell on her knees next to the chair. Take his penis in her hands, she looked up and said with a almost cruel tone: “Don’t worry baby.” Now it’s my turn to be a dirty bitch." She almost got his dick, took it in her mouth.

Coded in a mixture of mutal piss and her pussy, expected to beg, but instead, she liked the taste surprisingly well. Maybe it was just her lust, but she couldn’t get enough of his dick. She licked and sucked, heard, Tim moan harder and louder.

Dee enjoyed every moment. Tim shake and quiver like she gave him the best blow job she could. He screamed. He cried when his dick burst into her mouth. Her tongue drove every successful wave of semen in her mouth, washed his dick with it. She was careful, not to swallow.

When he stopped cumbing, she let his penis slide out of her lips and rubbed it over her face, swallow it and shine. Without warning that she jumped on top of him. Getting his face that she put a big, wet kiss on Tim… He had his own juices back in him. At first, he fought, but when the passion took over, he relaxed and shared the kiss.

She said she finally broke the kiss after a few minutes. “Am I still a prude, or am I a sexy, dirty bitch?”

“Oh baby, you’re definitely my hot bitch.” He answered, hugged her tight.

While she was sniffing his chest, he said, “Hey, can I ask you something?”

“Mm hmmm.”

Why did you even come home? Dee started giggling and then laughed. What? Tim asked for it.

“I came home…” She said, choke, because I had to pee