EroticReverie

Peyton James

Yes. I’m crazy. I’ve always been crazy. But Jackson made that craziness even worse. I had the most attractive man as my husband. Six foot five, dark hair, bright blue eyes , a hard body made with toned muscle and more stamina than I could fucking handle. I knew the second we met that I’d fall in love with him. That he’d be the one that would tame me and make me fucking crazier than ever. 

I couldn’t help it. He was too god damn handsome. I saw the way women looked at him. I’m not insecure , I’ve never been insecure, except for when it came to him. I’d found the man I wanted , the only man I’d ever want, and it drove me insane to think about the possibility of some other bitch sinking her claws into him. Seducing him and luring him into her trap. I’ve found countless women in his dms, none that he’s responded to, but it didn’t matter. Cause he could one day choose to entertain them. He had more than enough women after him, his body, his money.  And he only makes it worse by feeding my craziness with his little remarks when we fight. He purposely adds fuel to the fire. Punishing me for me assumptions by making comments about their looks. Same with Delia, and her tits. I didn’t care if she was just the art dealer , or that he’d been doing something sweet for me. Because all I could picture was the two of them fucking ontop of that canvas. I was fucked up. And for some reason, my husband loved it. Dealt with it. 

When other men would HELP me pack my bags or not want to deal with my mind and the way it made wild assumptions every other minute of the day, he wasn’t phased by it. He got off on how crazy I was for him. And I got off on how crazy he was for my crazy. 

I’m on my knees, drooling all over myself as my husband fucks my mouth, my throat. His hands to the large painting the hangs on the wall,  and my body leaned back , head to the wall as he fucks the back of my Head against the large painting.  Thrusting into my mouth, using my mouth and throat the way he does after an argument. It’s rough, it’s filthy, it’s everything I want and need. 

“Fuck , little devil” he groans and I moan. His nickname for me has my hand rubbing my clit as I get my face fucked.

“Get your fucking hand off that pussy” he growls and my hand obeys and He groans. 

“You don’t get to fucking cum Peyton”

“Not when you’ve been a crazy bitch” 

I whimper and choke on his cock and he groans and pulls out and grabs his cock and slaps my mouth with it, and proceeds to rub his cock and his balls all over my face as I pant.

“How the fuck could I ever want another woman, when my wife makes my dick this fucking hard?” He growls and slaps my face again with his hard cock.

“Nothing gets me off like you can , nothing makes me cum harder than my fucking wife” he groans and slaps my mouth with his cock and shoves it back inside my mouth and i open and suck as he grabs my pony tail again and then starts to slowly step back and I move on my knees as he makes me chase him slowly across the floor and into the large living area. 

He grabs my hair and pulls me to my feet and then grabs my dress and pulls it up and off me as I pant, my body filled with anticipation. 

“Fuck me” I beg with a hard breath and he grins and then grabs me and throws me onto the couch. 

I yelp as he grabs me and shoves me against the end of the couch. 

“I’m not done with that mouth” he growls and walks around the side of the couch as I push my feet to the couch and arch my back. Pushing my head up over the arm of the couch and hanging it back for him. 

“Such a good wife” he says. Smacking his dick on my tongue as I hold it out. He gently slaps the side of my face with his other hand. 

“I love smacking your pretty little face, knowing it’s making your cunt go fucking crazy”  he groans and slaps my cheek again. 

“I love you” I whine and make him groan. 

“I love you Peyton, more than anything, you’re god damn crazy, but I fucking love it, I love how fucking crazy you get for this dick”

He pushes into my mouth, into my throat and groans and reaches over me. Grabbing my tits and holding them as he thrusts in and out my throat as I choke and gag. Drool spilling out of my mouth and over my face now as he keeps fucking my throat. Faster. Harder. My throat would be sore after but I didn’t care. I never did. 

His hands slap my tits both at once and then his fingers pinch my nipples hard then his hands are grabbing my tits again as he groans loudly and my body squirms against the couch. My hands reaching up, behind him. Holding the backs of his thighs as he fucks my face and makes me choke out more spit around his cock and onto my face. 

He pulls out and grabs his dick. Rubbing the mess I’ve made all over my face as I writhe and moans and pant , my mouth open and ready for more. 

“Pretty little devil” he groans and smacks his dick against my face and his hand smack the other side. Then the other and I flinch and whimper. 

“Fuck, yes” i whimper as he smacks my cheek again , his cock rubbing over my mouth and my tongue coming out to lick and stroke his cock. 

“Suck my cock Peyton” he groans and shoves himself into my mouth and my move my mouth the best I can at this angle and Jackson groan and curses as he lets me do all the work. Slapping the side of my face , just enough to sting as I moan louder around his cock , my pussy dripping between my legs. 

“Suck your husbands fucking cock , crazy girl” 

“Show me one of the many reasons I married you, you pretty fucking cock sucker”

I moan loudly, my pussy clenching around nothing and it wouldn’t be the first time I came simply from sucking him off or the words he said to me when I was lost in my obsession and lust. 

“my wife is so fucking hot” he groans and slaps my cheek. “Suck me little devil”

“Suck your husbands cum down that fucking throat” 

“Suck that fucking cock Peyton”

“I said suck me” he growls as he slaps my cheek again. My mouth still moving, never having stopped, his taunts and demands making me crazy with needing to taste his release. 

“Suck me gorgeous, come on, make me fucking cum” 

My nails dig into the backs of his thighs and his hand reaches out , slapping my breast. 

“Make your husband cum down his pretty little wife’s throat” he says and slaps my breasts hard and grabs both now and starts to fuck my mouth again and I gag hard , choking as he cums down my throat , I swallow it, choking , swallowing more of him as he pumps his hips into my face and makes me take all of him. Groaning loudly as his release finds its way into my stomach. 

With a long groan , he draws his cock from my mouth and then hums and gives my cheek a light slap. 

“Youre the perfect wife Peyton” he says and I whimper and turn over and get on my knees and lean over and take him back into my mouth. Sucking him slowly and he groans. 

“Fuck” he groans. His hand gently stroking my cheek as he watches me continue. 

“That’s it baby” he hums. “Show me how much you love me with that pretty fucking mouth”

“Fuckin good girl” he groans as he stands there , my mouth moving slowly up and down his suck, sucking him off again. 

“I want that pussy” he says and I moan. 

“Give me that fucking pussy” he says and I pop my mouth off his cock and he grabs my arm and I gasp as he yanks me hard from the couch , pulling me to him and then spinning me and bending me over the arm of the couch. I’m nothing but my heels, my husband grabs my waist and slams his cock inside of me.