Chapter 1 #2
While he and Samantha had a great sex life when she was sober, she was also definitely shyer and a little more prudish.
The times when she was drunk were fun, and she enjoyed them too.
Sometimes she whispered fantasies to him, blushing furiously, in the dark of the night, after they'd had sex, and later—when she was drunk and eager—he'd act them out with her.
Tonight was going to be the completion of one of his fantasies though, and he was looking forward to it. Before they got to that point, however, he was going to get himself off so that he could take his time and thoroughly enjoy round two with his drunken, kinky wife.
Sliding his hands into her hair, further disheveling her bun, Nicholas thrust hard and fast into her mouth as Samantha sucked and hummed over his cock.
Even sober she liked giving him head, but Nicholas knew he was always a little rougher when she was drunk, a little more demanding, a little less careful.
The first time she'd ever given him head, she'd been drunk, but after that she'd found the courage to do so more and more often.
Sometimes she just lacked the courage to try something new without a little help for her inhibitions.
Since she didn't have much of a gag reflex, he was a lucky, lucky man who could shove his cock down her throat whenever he wanted to.
"Fuck yes, baby... oh god that feels so good... suck me... suck me hard..."
The muffled whimpering noises Samantha was making vibrated along his cock, pleasuring him further as her fingers tugged at his balls.
Nicholas tightened his grip in her hair, throwing back his head as his balls tightened.
He thrust into her mouth and held her against him, feeling her throat and tongue working as he shot spurt after spurt of jizz straight down her throat.
In the middle of his orgasm, he abruptly pulled out of her mouth to shoot the last strands on her face and breasts.
Samantha blinked at him in surprise. She looked down at the trickles of cum on her breasts, one hand lifting to wipe it off her cheek.
"Clean off your fingers with your mouth, baby," he said, his voice a little hoarse as he tucked his cock away. "And don't touch the cum on your breasts. I like seeing it there."
Always submissive, Samantha stuck her fingers in her mouth and cleaned them of the cum she'd just wiped off her cheek.
Her lips were puffy from sucking him, her cheeks flushed, and even though she'd already come, he was pretty sure she was still highly aroused.
Tequila might make her clothes fall off, but being bossed around is what made her horny as hell.
"Come on, baby," he said holding out his hand to her. Samantha started to reach for her dress, obviously intending to fix it. "No, Samantha, just give me your hand. I like your dress like that."
Samantha giggled as she took his hand. "You're so dirty, Nicky."
"I thought that's what you liked about me," he teased as he led her out of the garage.
It was a bit cold out there anyway. Inside the house it was nice and warm and he didn't have any compunction about stripping her down completely so the only thing she was wearing was his cum on her breasts.
Nick pressed his hand against her chest and rubbed the creamy seed into her skin, making Samantha giggle and lean into him.
"Baby, do you remember what I said I wanted to do to you the next time you got drunk? "
His wife shivered. "Ooooh, Nicky, but that's so dirty!"
Pulling her against him, Nicholas started kissing down the side of her neck as his hands slid over her bare flesh and to her ass, gripping her firm cheeks tightly and squeezing them, pulling them apart as his fingers sought out her crease.
"Dirty is fun, though, isn't it baby? You like it when I put my fingers in your ass. "
Finding the little rosette, he pressed the tip of his finger against her opening, teasing the sensitive nerves there as she squeaked and clung to him. "Mmmmmmm..."
Even drunk, Samantha didn't like to admit that she liked anything so dirty, so naughty, as her husband's finger in her ass—although the truth was it got her hotter than anything else they'd ever done while she was drunk.
When she was sober, she didn't even like to think about how much she liked it. It was too embarrassing. Too perverted.
Good girls didn't like things in their butt. They didn't let their husband touch that hole or tongue it and they definitely wouldn't let him put his cock in it.
But that was the fun of being drunk, wasn't it?
It was an excuse to do all the bad girl things and then she could just blame it on the alcohol and not on her own naughty fantasies.
Sober Samantha would never be able to admit that she'd goaded her girlfriends into shots tonight specifically because she hadn't been able to stop thinking about what it would be like for her husband to finally take her anal virginity, to finally push his cock into the tiny hole he'd explored with fingers and tongue the last couple of times she'd been drunk and willing to be talked into perversion.
It had been decadently wicked, especially when he'd taken her from behind, his fingers thrusting into her anus in conjunction with his erection thrusting into her channel, while he'd whispered about how next time he was going to put his cock where his fingers were.
Nicholas nibbled on her earlobe and then abruptly pulled away, leaving her breathless and quivering.
He scooped her up into his arms, making her squeal at being carried off like a princess about to be ravished—only she doubted any fairytale princess was going to be ravished in quite the same way she was.
"Oh baby, I can't wait to get my cock in your tight little ass," he whispered in her ear as he carried her up the stairs to their bedroom.
Even though he'd made her come already, Samantha's pussy was throbbing with anticipation, her body feeling like it was tingling and heating all over in eagerness for the fulfillment of his whispered words.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing the side of his face, his throat, nibbling on his sensitive ear and sucking his earlobe between her lips before biting down and releasing.
Nicholas practically growled at her brazen actions, his hands tightening on her naked body as he kicked open the door to their bedroom and hurried over to toss her onto the mattress.
Giggling and squealing as she bounced, Samantha deliberately jiggled her breasts a little more than was natural, spreading her legs open as she did so to flash her pussy at him.
Nicholas' eyes were dark with lust as he quickly stripped off his own clothing, his cock already hardening at the vision of his naked and eager wife, her thighs spread, her tongue flicking out to wet her lower lip as she stared back at him.
The expression on her face was a little wary as she looked at his growing cock, probably already thinking about where it was going.
"That's right, baby," he said, fisting his cock and pumping as it swelled in his palm. "This is going in your ass tonight."
Samantha shivered and licked her lips again. "Maybe... maybe we should do it next time?"
She sounded nervous, but she also sounded like she hoped he was going to turn her down.
"Oh, no baby," he said, crawling onto the bed with her, in between her legs.
He pressed his hands against her inner thighs, spreading them wide so he could see her pink pussy lips, gleaming with her arousal and her little star winking beneath.
Pushing her legs back toward her body, he folded her in half and she squeaked nervously as he exposed all of her for his enjoyment.
Reaching out, he snagged a pillow and swiftly pressed it under her hips.
"Play with your breasts, baby, I want to watch you," he said, as he leaned over and opened the drawer to his nightstand, pulling out the bottle of lube he'd bought a couple months ago.
Squirming, Samantha cupped her breasts like she was offering them up to him, squeezing the soft flesh and letting it spill through her fingers. The saucy, teasing look she gave him spurred his excitement.
"Like this?" she asked, pinching her nipples and rolling them between her fingers. She let out a little moan as she arched her back in pleasure.
Nicholas took her heels and put them on his shoulders, keeping her lower body lifted up but leaving enough space between them that he could play.
"Just like that, baby," he said as he squeezed lube onto his fingers.
"Oh!" She made a little mewling noise as he pressed one finger against her rosette, easily stretching the tight muscle and pushing in. "That's cold!"
"That's just the lube, baby, it'll warm up," he reassured her in a soothing voice, his finger sliding deeper into her hot, tight hole, as her muscle squeezed like it was trying to push the invader out.
Samantha moaned again as he pumped his finger back and forth, pushing it a little deeper each time, and she squeezed her breasts tighter.
Whenever Nicholas played with her bottom hole she got all hot and tingly at how dirty it felt, how wicked.
The coolness of the lube made her quiver, but it warmed up quickly, just like he said, as he fingered her back door.
Her pussy spasmed and Samantha slid one hand down to play with her pink folds, her other hand still massaging her breast.
"Oh fuck yeah, baby, that's so hot."
Samantha squirmed as he pulled his finger almost all the way out so that he could add a second digit to the invasion. Her tight hole resisted, and then gave as she whimpered, her hips thrusting upward, eyelashes fluttering, her fingers working faster on her clit.
"You're a dirty girl, aren't you baby?"