It’s Good to be Married to a Naughty Girl – Part 4

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The bedroom door opened with a slight creak and Marie stepped inside with a towel slung over her arm. Her body was still a little damp from the hot tub and her chest was flushed red, no doubt from the orgasm she’d just enjoyed.

“Stop right there,” Barry said.

Marie shut the door and leaned against it. She dropped her towel and stared at Barry, though he couldn’t tell what she was thinking or feeling.

“Strip,” Barry instructed.

Marie reached up to untie her bikini top and it quickly fell to the floor, exposing the breasts that Spencer had played with in the hot tub. She slowly lowered her bikini bottoms and Barry stared between her legs at the pussy his friend had just lustily eaten, offering Marie an orgasm after she’d so generously sucked him off.

“Are you wet?” Barry asked.

Marie nodded.

“Show me,” he instructed. “Put two fingers in your pussy.”

Marie leaned against the door, spread her legs, and reached down to slip two fingers into her pussy. They moved inside her with ease and she moaned as Barry’s gaze remained fixed between his wife’s legs.

Barry moved to sit at the edge of the bed. He beckoned for Marie to come closer and she approached with a seductive sway in her hips and a naughty smile on her face. She stepped between his legs and Barry leaned forward and kissed her breasts. Marie ran her fingers through his hair and put a hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer to her perky, warm, slightly damp flesh as his lips and tongue ran over it. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked gently, eliciting a moan of pleasure as he thought of how intensely arousing it had been to watch his wife give Spencer a blowjob in the hot tub.

“You were a very naughty girl,” Barry said as he tightened his grip on her ass and looked up into his wife’s eyes.

“I know,” she replied. “I couldn’t help myself. Spencer’s just so charming and handsome and once we were in the hot tub together…well, I just stopped thinking about anything other than how much I’d enjoy being a naughty girl with him.”

Barry stood and looked down at his wife’s plump, perfect lips. He imagined how they’d look wrapped around Spencer’s cock – his view from the window didn’t allow for the appreciation of the finer details of a blowjob – and he reached up to run his thumb over them.

“How did it make you feel to wrap these lips around another man’s cock?” Barry asked.

“It made my heart pound. It made my pussy tingle. It filled me with a kind of excitement I haven’t felt in a long time,” Marie answered.

Barry pressed his thumb against her lower lip and Marie opened her mouth and encircled his finger. He pushed it onto her tongue and stared into her eyes as she sucked in a remarkably seductive manner.

“Is this how you sucked his cock?” Barry asked. “Is this how you made Spencer feel good in the hot tub?”

Marie nodded as she took the entirety of his thumb in her mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned while her tongue did truly wondrous things.

“Did you enjoy sucking his cock?” Barry asked.

“Yes,” Marie answered as he rubbed his thumb over her lips once again. “I did, Barry. I enjoyed sucking Spencer’s cock. I enjoyed knowing that you were watching, too. I loved it, in fact. I loved that you were standing in the bedroom window watching me be a naughty girl. I loved that you stood there and watched while I offered Spencer my mouth and sucked his beautiful cock until he offered me the reward of his thick cum.”

Barry smiled and moved behind her. He grabbed a handful of Marie’s hair and bent her over the bed. She placed her hands on the comforter and he reached down to rub the smooth, warm skin of her ass before reaching back and delivering a swift blow.

The sound of his flesh meeting hers filled the bedroom and Marie let out a quiet moan. Barry reached back and delivered two more blows, spanking each of his wife’s milky white ass cheeks and reddening her flesh ever so slightly.

“You deserve that,” he said.

“I know,” Marie replied.

“Tell me why,” Barry demanded as he moved behind Marie and quickly freed his cock.

“Because I was a naughty girl,” she said. “And naughty girls need to be punished.”

Barry reached down and slipped two fingers into Marie’s slick, steamy pussy. He plunged them as deep as they could go and vigorously fucked her while the head of his stiff dick rested against her reddened ass cheek.

Marie moaned and he tightened his grip on her hair and pulled hard enough that her head snapped back while yet another moan escaped her lips. She pushed her hips back to meet the thrusts of his fingers, showing her desperation to delve deeper into the kinky game that had started the first time she fooled around with Spencer in the hot tub.

Barry pulled his fingers from Marie’s slick pussy and rubbed the head of his cock over her labia. She moaned and pushed back but he refused to fill her.

“Please, Barry, fuck me,” Marie begged. “Please give me your cock. Please, fuck me.”

“If I fuck you, I’m not going to be gentle,” he said. “I’m going to fuck you hard, Marie. I’m going to punish you for being a naughty girl. I’m going to fuck you hard enough to leave your pussy sore.”

“Do it,” Marie said. “Punish me, Barry. Punish me for being a naughty girl.”

Barry slid his cock into Marie’s pussy and held it deep inside her. He leaned forward, kissed her neck, and said, “Did you enjoy sucking Spencer’s cock?”

“Yes,” Marie admitted. “I loved it. I loved sucking his big cock.”

Barry pulled out and slammed his cock into her, causing Marie to cry out from the force of his thrust.

“Did you like it when he came in your mouth?” Barry asked.

“Yes,” she said. “Barry, I loved that I made him cum in my mouth. I love that I gave such a good blowjob that Spencer couldn’t help but cum in my mouth.”

“Does that mean you like being a good cocksucker, Marie?” he asked.

Marie moaned and Barry pulled back on her hair and kissed her neck as he pumped his cock in and out of her pussy.

“Tell me, Marie. Do you like being a good cocksucker for Spencer?” Barry asked.

“Yes!” she admitted. “Fuck…Barry, yes, I like being a good cocksucker for Spencer. I like that I sucked him off. I like that his cum is in my stomach right now. I like that a part of him is inside me.”

Barry fucked his wife with wild abandon as she took him deeper into what had quickly become their shared kink.

“You’re a naughty little cocksucker, Marie,” he said.

“Yes, I am!” she cried out. “Spank me, Barry. Spank me for being a naughty little cocksucker.”

Barry stood up, kept his tight grip on Marie’s hair, and spanked her ass like she wanted. He did so with wild abandon, too, for he was lost in his pursuit of pleasure and her pussy felt spectacularly good. He delivered one blow after another to her soft, vulnerable ass cheeks while pummeling her pussy with deep, hard thrusts as she remained bent over the bed.

“Barry, I’m cumming!” Marie screamed. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”

Barry fucked her harder and faster to try and cum inside her right as she climaxed. Marie got there a few seconds before him, but it wasn’t long before every inch of him was in her pussy and he was expelling a deeply pleasurable orgasm while Marie rested her head against the comforter as her legs trembled and her cunt spasmed around his shaft.

“God damn,” Barry said.

“I know,” Marie replied as she looked back at him.

Barry ran his hands over his wife’s reddened ass as his cock remained inside her. She moaned softly at his gentle touch and a joyous smile crossed his face. Barry wasn’t sure where the pursuit of their newfound kink would take them, but he knew it was a journey he wanted to take.

Barry stared out the cabin’s window as visions of Marie in a rather fetching pair of blue leggings danced through his head. He’d watched her put them on just a few hours ago. He’d stared at her ass in the thin, skintight fabric and he’d marveled at how good it looked. He’d tried to interest Marie in fooling around, but she had other plans, as she’d made clear in the conversation they had.

“Spencer asked me to go on a hike,” she’d begun.

“Just the two of you?” Barry asked.

Marie looked his way and smiled before taking off her t-shirt and putting on a sports bra. “Just the two of us.”

“And you’re wearing those leggings and that sports bra?” he asked.

Marie nodded and sat down to put on her socks and sneakers. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“What are you planning on doing on this hike?” Barry asked.

“Well, I imagine Spencer would like to me to suck his cock again,” Marie answered. “I imagine he’d like me to get on my knees in the woods and swallow his big, beautiful dick until he cums down my throat.”

That’s all it took for Barry to get hard, but he couldn’t resist a follow up. “And do you imagine doing that for him?”

“Well, like you said yesterday, I’m a naughty little cocksucker, so I imagine I’ll be happy to get on my knees for Spencer if that’s what he wants,” Marie answered.

Despite several days of kinky play with Marie, Barry still had moments where he found it difficult to believe that she was the same woman he’d been married to for years. She was, of course. It’s just that this part of her had clearly been hidden somewhere deep inside.

Once her shoes were tied Marie stood and approached the bed where Barry sat with an erection between his legs and a book in his hands. “You know, Spencer’s not the only man that I’d enjoy being a naughty little cocksucker for,” she said softly. “After we get back, maybe I’ll show you what it’s like to experience your wife’s talented mouth. Would you enjoy that?”

Barry nodded and Marie leaned over and kissed him softly. She parted her lips and offered her tongue as her fingers moved under the sheets to gently stroke the erection she seemed delighted to have found.

“You love me, don’t you?” Marie asked.

“More than I ever have,” Barry replied.

She stroked him a few seconds longer and then released his cock, turned, and headed for the door. “I suspect I’ll be back in a few hours, and I suspect I’ll have another load of Spencer’s cum in my stomach when I return, because I really am the naughty little cocksucker you said I am.”

She walked out after that, leaving Barry with a throbbing erection and the need to fill a few hours time without losing his mind. Barry killed that time with reading, chatting with their other friends, strolling around the grounds of the cabin, and thinking endlessly about what Marie and Spencer were doing.

He couldn’t help it. No matter how hard he tried, thoughts of his wife and his friend fooling around on a hike kept filling Barry’s head. It was thrilling and annoying all at the same time, but it ensured that he was as eager as he’d ever been to see his wife when she and Spencer emerged from the woods with smiles on their faces. The hike was over. Marie had returned and with any luck she’d treat Barry to the joys of a blowjob.

“Hey,” Spencer said as he walked in and saw Barry.

“Good hike?” Barry asked.

“It was perfect,” Marie replied as she stepped inside right after Spencer. “Truly perfect. I need to change – I got awfully sweaty – so why don’t you follow me and I’ll tell you all about it.”

Barry followed his wife up the stairs and into the bedroom and the moment the door shut she pushed him up against it and stroked his cock through his pants.

“Did you miss me?” she asked.

Barry nodded. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Marie smiled. “What were you thinking about?”

“About what you and Spencer were doing on your hike,” he answered.

Marie leaned in and kissed his neck. She moaned and Barry grabbed her ass possessively and squeezed it in the leggings. “Were you thinking about me sucking Spencer’s cock? Were you thinking about your wife getting on her knees for another man and being a cocksucker for him?”

“Yes,” Barry admitted.

Marie hurriedly took his pants off and took his stiff cock in her hand. She looked up at Barry and said, “Did it turn you on to think about that, Barry? Did it make this dick of yours stiff to think about me sucking Spencer’s cock in the woods?”

“Fuck yes it did,” Barry said.

Marie kissed his neck and cheek and as her lips neared his Barry felt an overpowering desire to kiss her. He moved to do so but Marie backed away and smiled. “Do you want to kiss me, Barry?” she asked.

“I do,” he admitted.

“Even though my lips were wrapped around Spencer’s cock?” she asked.

Barry moaned as his dick throbbed in her hand. It felt like she’d seized control, which was a departure from their previous play sessions after a dalliance with Spencer. Barry couldn’t help but enjoy the change of pace, though. “Yes,” he admitted.

“Is it possible you want to kiss me because my lips were wrapped around Spencer’s cock?” Marie asked. “Do you want to pursue a little bit of that naughty pleasure by feeling your wife’s cocksucking lips against yours?”

“Fuck, Marie, please, kiss me,” Barry said.

Marie smiled and offered that kiss. Her lips felt soft and perfect as she pressed them against his before invading his mouth with her tongue. Barry unleashed a wild, wondrous moan and pleasure surgeg through his cock thanks to Marie’s skillful ministrations.

Marie stepped back and dropped to her knees. She looked up at him as her lips found their way to the head of his cock and offered a soft kiss. Her eyes were big and bright and full of lust and when she took him in her mouth Barry tried his best not to moan so loudly that their friends could hear.

“The trail was a little bit busy at the start,” Marie said. “So as much as I wanted to get on my knees for Spencer right away, we couldn’t. We had to wait, though that didn’t stop him from touching me as often as he could.”

“How did he touch you?” Barry asked.

Marie kissed the head of his cock again and answered, “He’d put his arm around me or reach out to help me over a particularly steep rock, or he’d just reach out and grab my ass for a quick moment. All of it felt good, though, and all of it only served to turn me on more.”

Barry was going to ask another question when Marie swallowed his cock. She took half the length with ease and he closed his eyes and enjoyed the tremendous pleasure of her warm, wet mouth.

“There was one point where he quickly pulled me behind a particularly thick tree, pushed me up against it and slid his fingers down the front of my leggings,” she explained. “He found his way into my pussy and noted how wet I was. I told him it was for him, Barry. I told him I was soaked because I kept thinking about him and about having him in my mouth again.”

“What did he do?” Barry asked.

“He pulled his fingers from my pussy and put them in my mouth,” Marie answered. “I sucked them clean, of course, and had he put them back in my pussy I absolutely would have cum, because sucking my juices off his fingers while up against a tree on a hike was so much hotter than I thought possible.”

Marie kissed the head of his cock and then made her way down the shaft before taking one of Barry’s balls in her mouth and sucking gently as she looked up at him. Her eyes sparkled with lust as she offered intense pleasure and Barry watched as the wildest imaginable version of his wife unfurled herself.

“It wasn’t until an hour into the hike that Spencer pulled me off the trail again,” Marie explained as her fingers danced over the head of Barry’s cock, sending pulses of pleasure through his loins. “He took me behind this little rock outcropping and kissed me. His hands were all over my body and I could feel his cock pushing into my stomach. I dropped to my knees, took his shorts down, and smiled at the sight of his beautiful, stiff dick bouncing in front of me.”

“Did you make him feel good?” Barry asked.

“Of course I did,” Marie replied. “After all, I’m a naughty little cocksucker, aren’t I, and a naughty little cocksucker always makes a man feel good.”

Barry unleashed a long, low moan of pleasure as Marie took him in her mouth and swallowed most of his cock. She bobbed up and down on the shaft, sucking with wild abandon and doing some truly spectacular things with her tongue that had him practically trembling with pleasure.

“I gave a wet, noisy, sloppy blowjob,” Marie explained. “I sucked hard and fast. I played with his balls and I sucked on them a little bit too. I really was a cocksucker, Barry. I was completely dedicated to making Spencer feel good without a care in the world. If someone walked up I wouldn’t have given a damn. I wouldn’t have stopped. I just wanted to feel him cum in my mouth. I needed it, Barry. My body was consumed with a crazed desire to make Spencer cum.”

“Did you?” Barry asked. “Did you make him cum?”

“Of course I did,” Marie answered. “I made him cum in my mouth. I caught every bit of it, too. I worked the head with my tongue until he was finished and then I swallowed for him. I even stuck out my tongue to show Spencer that I’d taken his load down my throat.”

Marie took Barry in her mouth and offered a wet, sloppy, noisy blowjob. It felt unlike anything he’d ever experienced from her, and the fact that she’d done the same thing for Spencer only made it hotter.

“Holy fuck, Marie,” he said. “That’s amazing. That’s fucking amazing.”

She didn’t stop. She didn’t slow down. She kept on sucking. She stroked him. She played with his balls. She worked him vigorously in the name of making him cum and it wasn’t long before Barry’s loins tensed up and he unloaded in Marie’s mouth. She kept her lips wrapped around the head and worked him with her tongue as he gave her every drop of his cum.

Marie swallowed and then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, showing him that every drop had disappeared. “Was that good?” she asked. “Was I a good cocksucker for you, baby?”

“That was great,” Barry answered. “Fuck, that was great. Did Spencer make you cum?”

“He did,” Marie replied. “Twice, in fact. Once after I’d sucked him off and once right before we got back to the cabin. I’d like to cum again, though, if you wouldn’t mind making your naughty wife feel good.”

“It would be my pleasure,” Barry said. He helped Marie to her feet and led her towards the bed. “How naughty are you feeling?”

“Very, very naughty,” she replied.

Barry stepped behind her and slipped a hand into her leggings. His fingers moved between her pussy lips and invaded her wet flesh as he kissed her neck.

“A naughty girl deserves a spanking,” he said softly.

“Yes, she does,” Marie replied.

“Pull your leggings down and bend over the bed,” he instructed.

Marie did as instructed and Barry reached out and rubbed her ass. He marveled at the idea that his wife genuinely wanted a spanking – and wondered how he could have remained blind to that desire of hers for so long – before reaching back and delivering the first of what would be many blows that would lead her down the path to yet another spectacular orgasm.