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Chapter 4 - The Husband I Waited For (Commission Story)
🕑 Added 2025-07-08 17:00:12 +0000 UTCAfter a few more minutes, I gasp again. My husband is hitting something. Something deep inside me.
This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.
Chapter 4: Getting Used To His Cock
After a few more minutes, I gasp again. My husband's cock is hitting something. Something deep inside my hole.
Sharp. Pleasurable.
“Oh my god... Corey...right there.”
He adjusts his angle, clearly searching for that spot again.
“Here?” he asks, thrusting shallowly.
I cry out. “There. Fuck, yes.”
He finds a rhythm...slower, but deeper and I feel it building. My cock is hard between us, leaking. I’m moaning with every thrust, jaw open, body shaking.
Then I say it.
“Harder.”
Corey freezes, eyes locked on mine. “You sure?”
“Yes,” I whisper. “Corey... please.”
He kisses me once more, deeply, then slowly pulls out. I gasp at the sudden emptiness. He strokes my thigh, like he’s giving me a moment to breathe. Then he smiles softly. “Turn around.”
I blink, starting to roll over, ready to get on all fours. But before I’m even up on my knees, he places a firm hand on my back.
“No,” he murmurs, voice low but tender. “We’ll save the filthy doggy style for later.”
I glance over my shoulder, heart pounding.
He leans down and kisses the curve of my spine. “Tonight... we’re making love.”
Then he shifts, adjusting himself on the bed and lying on his side, body stretched out, cock thick and wet with lube, resting against his abs.
He pats the space in front of him. “Come here.”
I hesitate, then crawl closer.
“I wanna hold you close while I fuck you harder,” he says softly, guiding me into position. His arms slip around my chest and waist, pulling me back until we’re aligned...my back to his chest, his cock resting between my cheeks, heavy and warm.
He kisses the back of my neck, whispering, “That’s it. Let me feel you like this.”
Then, slowly, he lines himself up again while his other slides down to rub slow, soothing circles over my stomach.
“You’re so perfect, baby,” he whispers. “This ass. My husband’s ass. I’ve waited so long to meet you.”
I laugh softly, dazed and sweaty. “You’re talking to my ass?”
He kisses my neck again. “It deserves some respect.”
Then, with a soft roll of his hips, he slides his cock back inside my hole. The stretch still burns, but this time I welcome it. My body remembers the shape of him. The pressure. The heat. He goes slow at first, careful, rocking his hips against mine in a steady rhythm that feels like a full-body hum.
I moan. Loud.
He tightens his arm around my waist, kissing my jaw, his breath hot on my ear. “That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good. You’re opening up for me. Getting used to me. Every time I slide in, your hole just hugs my cock tighter.”
I can’t speak. I can barely breathe. Every thrust makes my toes curl.
“Aah. That ass.,” he growls. “I haven’t cum in ten days. I am saving the biggest load for you, my baby.”
“Oh my god.”, I gasp.
His thrusts pick up pace. Still smooth. Still controlled. But heavier now. Harder. Deeper. I feel him in places I didn’t know existed.
My small cock’s bouncing helplessly between my legs, hard and flushed and leaking so much it’s embarrassing. Each time Corey thrusts into me, I feel his cock grind against that spot deep inside; the one that makes my whole body clench and my mind go blank.
He holds me so tightly, one arm locked around my chest, the other gripping my thigh as he pounds in deeper and deeper. His breath is hot on the back of my neck, his grunts growing lower, messier, needier.
And I’m..
Fuck.
I’m dizzy. My eyes roll back. My toes curl. My throat tries to form words but all that comes out are broken moans and gasps.
I feel full. Stretched. Owned. My husband’s cock is inside me.
My husband.
His cock.
The thought of it alone unravels me.
And then...suddenly...I’m cumming.
I don’t touch myself. I don’t have to. It hits fast and hard, without warning. A surge of heat floods my core, and my cock twitches violently, pulsing against the sheets. Cum spills out in thick ropes across my stomach and thighs. My whole body trembles through the release, and I bury my face in the pillow to muffle the sounds I’m making. I don’t even know what I said. It was just noise. Just need.
And Corey doesn’t realize at first. He’s still fucking me deep from behind, his hand stroking up my stomach as he holds me close.
But then....
His fingers brush down. Lower. Across my skin.
He freezes.
“Baby...”
His palm presses into the base of my stomach, then lower still, right where my cock is. He pulls back slightly, and I feel his touch pause in wetness.
A beat.
Then he goes still. “Liam?”
I wince. “Uh.”
He pulls his hand up to his lips, inspecting his fingers. His voice drops into stunned awe. “Baby. Did you just cum?”
I nod against the pillow, face burning. “Yeah.”
He lets out a shaky laugh. “Oh my God.”
I roll my eyes, too humiliated to look at him. “I didn’t even touch myself. I swear.”
“Fuck, I know,” he breathes, voice thick with amazement. “I didn’t touch you yet.”
He presses his cock in deeper, hips stuttering slightly, like the realization just made everything ten times hotter.
“You came hands-free?” he whispers in my ear. “Just from my cock?”
My voice is small. “Yeah. It felt so good, Corey. I couldn’t help it.”
He groans low and feral. “That’s so fucking hot, Liam. You don’t even know. You just busted from me being inside you?”
I nod.
He kisses the back of my neck hard, moaning as he thrusts again. “Jesus. It’s like my cock was made to be inside you.”
I let out a helpless, messy moan.
He chuckles, breath warm on my ear. “We’re gonna do this again. And again. Every day. You’re gonna get so used to cumming from my dick you’ll forget what jerking off even is.”
My breath stutters. I can still feel my cock twitching. The sheets soaked under me.
The heat of him still buried deep.
“I love you,” I murmur. “So much.”
He kisses my shoulder again, hips rolling slower now. “I love you.”
Then suddenly...he growls.
Loud.
One final thrust, and I feel it.
The heat.
The pressure.
The flood.
He buries himself deeper and stills, wrapping his arms even tighter around me. His cock twitches inside me, spilling over and over again until I can feel it dripping out around the base.
“Oh my god,” I gasp. “I can feel it dripping. That’s a lot.”
He groans into my neck. “I told you. Ten days. I saved every drop of my cum for you.”
I feel so full I can barely breathe. He stays there, pulsing, heavy, and warm.
Then...without pulling out, he shifts his body and presses his full weight against me. One arm wraps around my chest even tighter, the other slides under my neck, holding me close. I’m locked in place, caged by muscle, soaked in sweat, and still trembling.
He kisses the side of my head. “The pleasure was all mine, babe. I hope you know what this means.”
“What?”
“This is just the beginning. You’re mine now. My husband. My baby. That ass?
Mine. That sweet, tight hole? Mine.”
I kiss his forearm. “Yeah baby?.”
“I’m serious.” He holds me tighter. “We’ve got three years of no sex to make up for.
You better get used to my dick inside you.”
We lie there like that...his cock softening inside me, my hole dripping with his cum until our breath evens out. And then, softly, in the dark, Corey presses one more kiss to my cheek and whispers:
“You’ll always be mine. And I’ll always take care of you.”
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Read Next Part
The story is far from over.
Liam (name changed for privacy) has commissioned another four-part continuation to keep the heat rising. The next chapter of their honeymoon begins the following morning, with Corey and Liam waking in a tangle of sheets after a night of raw, passionate sex. As they explore the resort together, the tension only builds. Corey takes his time easing Liam’s hole, training his body to take him deeper and harder each time, preparing him to be fucked again and again until he’s aching for more.
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