ENZO
I was standing in the shower. Both of my hands were on the wall. I was breathing heavily. It was getting harder and harder each day. Being around her was making it difficult for me to even breathe. I had been standing in the cold shower for more than thirty minutes. I got the whiff of her scent between her legs. Eating healthy was one thing she did. And God she smelled like an exotic drink that I wanted to consume for the rest of my life. The cave between her legs smelled like the tropical fruit punch and I had to restrain myself so much so I wouldn't end up eating her.
At that very moment, I got a boner that is stubborn as hell. Thirty minutes in the cold shower yet it was still throbbing and hard. I groaned as my cock became harder. I couldn't understand if it was actually possible for my cock to get even harder. I was annoyed. It's been years since I had touched myself. I had stopped masturbating because I hated it. But ever since she came into my life, no other woman made me hard, but the woman I had married.
I grabbed my cock. I was shocked at how it was throbbing in my hand. I closed my eyes. My heart rate went up in a second. The moment I closed my eyes, the picture of her Sweet pink pussy was in front of me. And I was dying to taste it so badly.
With that stunning image in my mind, I didn't last long. I barely rubbed myself for a minute or so, and I was unloading my semen on the wall. I was breathing heavily. It was intense and my whole body was shaking.
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At night, I opened my eyes. My throat was parched. I grabbed the glass that was on the nightstand and took a few big gulps. Just then, I had the urge to pee. I crawled out of the bed and walked into the bathroom. I was standing in front of the toilet seat, trying to pull my cock out.
A shiver ran down my spine when I felt a soft touch. I was now fully awake. I looked down and found Ariana sitting on the toilet seat. My heart leapt into my throat. She was wearing that comfy buttoned up shirt and shorts she always wore when she went to bed. She pulled my thing out.
I threw my head back in pleasure. She was stroking my cock. His hands were so soft against my throbbing cock. I emailed and slapped her face with my hard cock. The urge to pee was long gone. Now I wanted to cover her beautiful rosy skin with my white semen.
Her lips parted for a moment. I licked my lips as an idea popped into my mind. I stroked her lips roughly with the pack of my thumb. “Open your mother. Open it wide.” I growled at her. The innocent look in her eyes made me shiver again.
She was way too innocent for all that. But it looked so fucking tempting. She was tempting. She parted her lips. I stroked my cock a few times. before I knew it, my semen was all over her face. It shot a few drops into her mouth.
I watched as Ariana grabbed my cock and started licking it. She was licking it clean. I growled like an animal, throwing my head back in pleasure. The bladder kicked in almost immediately. And before I could realize it, I was peeing all over her face. My eyes widened in shock.
I looked at her but was stunned to see her. She opened her mouth wide. Looking at the yellow substance filling her mouth and staining her perfectly white shirt, made me growl at her again. She looked gorgeous, at my mercy.
Once I was done, she swallowed it all a d smiled at me, as if she enjoyed it. I never thought this kind of kink could be her choice as well. As dirty as it was, I never tried it with anyone because no one would want to swallow someone's pee. I had a thing for dark kink but I never did anything without a woman's consent.
That's what made me feel worse. Because she was my wife, my woman. Someone who was loyal to me without thinking about my money or my status. Yet, I did something so bad to her. “I have hurt you too much, my sweetness. I know, it still hurts you whenever it's touched or you walk.” I whispered softly while caressing her lower lip. She looked like an innocent cat, sitting in front of me, looking at me curiously.
I couldn't help but smile. She looked so adorable that I couldn't control myself anymore. I leaned in and a loud gasp escaped my lips. I fell on the ground with a loud thud. Groaning, I sat up and realized I was actually sitting on the toilet seat. I fell asleep on that damn toilet seat.
I was dreaming about her. She made me cum twice in my dream and I had a boner just as I had woken up. I laughed, shaking my head. I couldn't help but wonder what would happen to me when I would be with her.
I took another shower after masterbation. I was glad that it all happened in the bathroom or I had no idea how I would have told my servants to change my sheets that were soaked in my pee. I still checked my bedding and blew a whiff of relief when I found it completely clean.
I laid down on my bed and pulled our wedding photo out of my drawer. She had no idea I kept that photo with me all the time. I took a deep breath looking at that photo. She looked nervous, and sad. She was no longer nervous or sad around me.
Time had changed us both. Time kad cured us both. Time had brought us together. The day I held her in my arms for the first time, I never would have thought she would become my wife in the future. I had messed up everything between us. And I regretted that one moment of anger every single fucking day.
Later on, Monty checked everything and told me, that Ariana was not talking to that piece of shit. He took advantage of the moment, just to deceive me. Probably because he was dreaming of getting along with my wife again. And I played right into his hands.
I found out that Ariana was talking to a new friend that she made in the university. Because apparently, the other's wanted no connection with Ariana because in their eyes, my relationship with her was forbidden. I had helped her parents to raise her. But we were not biologically related in any way.
“I will fix everything between us, my sweetness. I will make it work. I swear I will do it for you. To see you smile like before again.” With that promise in my heart, I closed my eyes, holding her photo against my chest.