[STORY] TRAPPED IN THE MIDDLE (Episode 08)

Episode 8.

I made to respond to Mams’s question, to get out of bed and probably meet her outside but Tricia held me back.

Her piercing gaze depicted everything “displeasing”.

Tricia didn’t just leave me assuming, she actually followed up her displeasing demeanor with a tantrum…

“What sorta question is this one now, who else could possibly be in your room with your wife, at this time of the night if not you, Greg?” Tricia asked, rolling her eyes as she drew closer for a kiss.

Mama called out at intervals a little longer but I’d been too distracted by Tricia, I literally forgot I’d heard my name prior.

With a look of mischief, Tricia started to move down my body, raining kisses on my chest and abdomen.

I tried to hold Tricia back without making too much noise and alerting Mama to what was going on, and now that she had my cock in her mouth, I was lost.

(Any guy will tell you that when your girl has her hand on your cock or has it in her mouth, that’s it; you’re theirs to do with as they please).

Oh! That wet and warm feeling on my cock, and then some suction.

Just a little at first and gently rolling her tongue around the head and then suckling on it as if it was a teat.

Tricia heard me sigh and gave a lovely giggle.

I knew I wouldn’t last long and surprised myself that I didn’t blow my load when she took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could, the tip hitting the back of her throat.
Tricia slid it almost out and looked up at me and smiled, and then licked the shaft from bottom to top and slowly sucked the tip using just the front of her lips against the head and stopped, looked up at me with those big brown eyes and rolled her tongue over the sensitive area just under the head.

With a grunt, I lifted my hips off the bed and tried to warn her of the coming inevitable explosion.

Tricia certainly knew what was about to happen. She engulfed the head and sucked, catching nearly all my cream that was now pulsing from my cock.

Still keeping the head in her mouth and swallowing and licking, Tricia gave me a cock-in-mouth smile.

Tricia held my soft cock in her mouth, slowly licking and sucking the life back into it. I was so caught up in the sensations coming from my groin that I hadn’t noticed that she had been slowly frigging herself this whole time and swinging her leg over me again.

Her warm wet pussy rested against my cock.

Tricia’s hips started to grind on me. She sat up and reaching for my rod, positioned the head just at the start of her hot pussy lips and slowly sank down till she could grind her clit on my pubic bone.

She slowly rose up along my length, stopping just till the head was at her entrance, then just slowly sank down again.

I looked at Tricia’s face. At the look of wonder she displayed. Eyes closed, thinking only about the sensations she was feeling.

Her warm and oh so tight pussy was engulfing my length and squeezing the head as it neared and touched her cervix was unbelievable.

My hands automatically went to Tricia’s hips and on each down stroke, I held her there for a second and ground my hard shaft into her, pressing on her clit.

A low moan came from her as she increased her pace. She changed her rhythm and started rocking on top of me faster and faster until she suddenly stopped and shuddered, squeezing my cock inside her warm sheath.

Slowly, still shaking, she lowered her slim perfect body to lie atop me. I hugged Tricia to me and whispered that I loved her, kissing her face and cheek while running my hands on her back from her shoulders to her pert bum.

I was so close to coming that I was making jerking motions inside her as she came down from her orgasm.

Slowly Tricia started to lift herself of my pulsing cock and lay beside me.

“You know I’m too sensitive down there to stay like that Greg.”

Tricia moved more to the centre of the bed and got on all fours and motioned me to get behind her. I didn’t have to be asked twice. In a flash I was sliding my cock back into heaven and from this position I could see the flawless expanse of her back and her hair spreading like a mat across the pillow.

I was sliding in and out of the best piece of pussy that I could remember and Tricia was moaning and griping the sheets every time our skin slapped together.

It didn’t take long and Tricia was pushing back every time I pushed into her saying that “this was the best, don’t stop, nearly there”.

As our pace increased, so did the moans coming from Tricia till she burried her face in to the pillow and shuddered and griped my rod with so much force I thought she would rip it off. This was too much for me and I emptied my balls deep inside my lovely wife, gripping her hips as I spasmed and shook till I was drained.

We both collapsed, her face down and me to her side, one hand stroking her back and squeezing her.
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The sound of footsteps fading away had snapped me back.

Then I realized that there was a possibility that Mama had been standing by our door, the entire time.

To be continued… . . .