Wet melodies – A bad craving by MarkoFox909

Wet melodies – A bad craving by MarkoFox909

Indulge in the forbidden desire with "Wet Melodies - A Bad Craving" by MarkoFox909. This steamy adult sex story will leave you breathless and craving more. Explore the tantalizing world of lust and passion in this provocative tale.<br/>

Hello again, I decided to try a different point of view, hopefully it’ll be different from what I’ve written and add a new zest that you’ll like~

*note: I do not condone forced sex in any manner, it’s just used as a fantasy here that should stay that way*

With that, enjoy!

I have a big problem, one looming deep between my legs. Ever since I had gotten married, my husband and I would be constantly in the bed, it was rare to ever have a moment to ourselves and it was.. passionate to say the least.

It’s just after we found out I got pregnant, there was a huge stomp on the brakes for our sex life. No matter how I worded it to him, pleading him to do.. anything, he still wasn’t having it. Grant wanted the baby to be born, and until then, there was to be NOTHING.

I couldn’t blame him, but in the same vein I really wanted to, I haven’t been touched in four straight months for christ sake! It wouldn’t be so bad either, if he’d stayed in the house, but often he leaves for weeks at a time for business meetings and god knows what else..

So I have been trying for the longest time, trying to get that satisfaction from play.. but no matter what toys I used it just didn’t feel right. I have been so tempted to just have a fling, and call it off, but I would be lying if said that I didn’t feel so guilty just looking at these men online.

I could only sigh as I closed the laptop, just pondering what the hell I would do to ease this, it was driving me mad with how long the nights would go on for. I just wrapped myself in the covers, I would think of something tomorrow.

-The next day-

I sat at the table, staring at all of these hung men that lived close by; my hand ached, wanting to type an invitation.. but luckily my attention was torn from the ring of the doorbell. “Coming!” I shouted, quickly closing out the tab and walking to the door.

I swung it open to see a pleasant smile, I forgot that Jeremy was supposed to swing by today. “Hey Ms.Rose, so what do you need done?” I chuckled “come in first, I bet you must be starving for some breakfast.”

He followed me in, shutting the door behind and walking alongside me to the table. He sat down; I started pulling items from the fridge and looked over at him “-so how will your eggs be today?” “I’ll take it anyway that’s easiest on you, I know the baby is taking it’s toll; besides, your eggs always turn out great.”

“Thank you kind sir” I sarcastically flaunt, prepping some sunny side ups as I can’t help but think, Jeremy has been really growing into a proper man, hasn’t he? I might get my fill after all.

“Soo, how has that girl you’ve told me about coming along?” I fire “not so well.. actually… turns out she’s into some other guy from the football team.” His tone was very sour, so I knew exactly what he needed. “I don’t see why she’d fall for some meat head, you’re a much better offer.”

I didn’t even need to turn to know he’d be wide eyed “r-really?” I turn back as I tossed the eggs around the pan to see his shock and awe. “Of course, you know how to clean, manage a house, cook.. and certainly are quite the handsome lad.”

I watched the eggs as I was nearly done with them, knowing how baffled he must be “thanks Ms.Rose” I felt my face blush a bit, I can’t believe I was going to try something like this.

I plated the food, sliding him the meal alongside a glass of juice. “Now you eat up, I’ll be back in a minute. I really need to slide out of these pajamas.” As I ascended the stairs, my mind went mad, my inner thighs grew so hot knowing what I was doing.

I barely made it through my door, my hands were deep between my legs and aching for more. It was certainly painful trying to hold in the moans, fingers running deep inside me.. imagining what kind of man he’d be like.. pounding awa- “Ms.Rose? You okay?” I scrambled around the room.

“Y-yeah, just the baby kicking around and making my life a little harder is all!” “Alright, just wanted to check.” He replied, footsteps heading back down the stairs as I let out a sigh.. too close.

I eventually slipped into some yoga pants and a loose shirt, luckily my thighs weren’t too bad, I could still fit my pants comfortably; its just my tits and stomach were starting to grow a tad too big for most of my thin shirts and dresses.

I’m sure I would think of some way to ask him, I’m sure a boy his age would love it, especially if today was gonna be as hot as it was forecasted.

-5 hours later-

It was hot as forecasted and then some, it was so damn warm that we both had to take a break. Luckily he had gotten everything done that I wanted, except for the one huge thing now pressing on my mind right now worse than the heat… the heat… now my mind was cooking.

I looked at him, his arms spread out on the couch wide as he panted, I could only imagine that tongue running over me.. “Jeremy?” I asked, his head shot back up looking over to me “Yes Ms.Rose?” I felt like my stomach would turn over, but I needed this.

“We’re both adults right?” He pondered the question “I suppose, why do you ask?” Part of me wanted to hurl, but the other half spoke louder “Well… I know this heat is getting to the both of us, so I was hoping to peel some of these sweaty layers off so it would be easier to deal with the heat.”

He looked slightly nervous, but he nodded “s-sure, it’s what you need” I waved my hand “feel free to peel off your clothes if you need too, I’m gonna grab us some cold drinks.” I walked over to the kitchen, heart beating out of my chest.

So after grabbing a few sodas, I walk back to see his shirt neatly folded on the coffee table; his beautiful chest certainly caught my attention. I handed him a soda, and set mine down. Now with my chest in my throat, I began to peel off my yoga pants, every now and then peeking out of the corner of my eyes to see his stare; he was adorable as he watched.

Then off came the shirt, so then I sat on the couch with only a bra and panties, next to a sculpted young man that I wanted to just climb on. I knew he was taking peeks at me, but I wanted to lead him on a bit, so I popped open the fizzy drink and just layed my head back, seeming oblivious.

I let him go for so long, eventually I knew he would be staring long enough for me to suddenly “notice”, so I peered my head up to look at him, his eyes suddenly darting away as I gave a smile. “You’re quite curious, aren’t you?” he just grew a look of terror, he probably thought it was the end of the world for himself, however it would be a beginning.

I chuckled, scooting myself closer “you’re not in the wrong, I was curious too” he looked back up at me, and without a word, I knew what he was thinking “I always wondered what it was like under a boys pants, so if you’d like, I could offer you that same excuse.”

He sat shaking, his hands trembling “I-I wouldn’t want to b-be rude” I leaned in, resting my head on his strong shoulder “I won’t, you’re only just curious. So how about it?” He nodded silently, it was about time.

“Take off those pants, it’s time to show you what that bimbo could never do.” He peeled off his pants; lightly kicking them to the side as I stood and quickly stripped off everything, I needed this NOW.

I stood in front of him, his boxers were still stubbornly sitting in my way. He fumbled his hands around “a-are you sure we should be-” I grabbed his cute little face and dug my tongue in, savoring his hot breath.. he tasted so good…

I split apart from him “I need this honey, I could care less what people say” I clawed his boxers and sent them flying down his legs, it was about time I got what I needed.

“W-wait! Can we talk about this? I’m not sure we can-” I quickly made it down to the ground to slobber over his cock, the thing springing up within seconds of being in my lips. Up and down it went, I loved every centimeter, I missed having a cock plunge down my throat.

His moans helped, he probably never felt this good ever in his life. I felt meager pats upon my head “Miss.. please.. let’s just stop and talk.. I’m sure we can figure out something.. better.. better than this.” I didn’t care what he said, I wasn’t gonna be torn away from the only cock I had in so long.

I could feel his hands try and grip my head, trying to push me away, I wasn’t having any of it. I popped off the cock and stood, turning and aiming to impale myself of his thick fucking cock, when I felt his hands try and keep me off.

“Please! I know you’re really wanting this but stop!” I grabbed his arms and looped them under mine, slamming down as I finally felt that beautiful hunk of meat ram through my hot walls, this is what I was missing!

He struggled under my arms, but I wasn’t letting this go, I needed his thick cock to pound my horny pussy like the world was about to end. I cried out like an animal, it was so good, every inch slamming into me like how I dreamed.

Soon I heard his mouth cry out too, he was finally enjoying himself as he shot into me like a horse… god the creamy white just filling up my tanks like how I’ve always wanted.

I wasn’t done, I wanted to savor this more before it ended. I popped myself off, I turned to see him crawling on his back on the couch. I got on the couch and lept onto him again,

Now with his back facing down, I knew I could get a nice angle on him, he’d ram me again beautifully and deeper under me. “Ms.Rose stop.. you don’t have to do this..” I needed a second helping, so I wrenched his arms up and guided my ass to plop on his cock again.

His slick cock went in my ass so beautifully, I pushed against him for so long until he was finally all the way in, my mouth kissing and lapping at him as he cried out. I planted my lips on his, entangling his wriggling tongue, my hands flying down to hug his chest as I finally felt alive again.

I felt my breaths growing hot, finally it was time…

“FUUCK YESS!”

I panted hard, my sweet hole gushing out onto this fragile little man with every fiber of my being.

He wriggled from under me, a satisfying pop as his cock came out, standing in front of me. “That was certainly a trip wasn’t it?” I said, seeing his concerned face.