1. The Day That Changed Sarah


    Date: 6/30/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: byrobertjohn 

    Sarah heard the front door open and her husband, Dave, stumbled inside. She glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was Friday night, no, Saturday morning, half past one in the morning. He was even later than usual, returning from his regular 'night out with the lads'. She, as usual, had spent the evening at home looking after the children.

She heard him rummaging around in the fridge for something to eat. She knew that when he came to bed he would want sex, he always did after a night out. She had long ago given up resisting his advances, as he would only carry on, pestering her until he got what he wanted. She hoped he wouldn't be too long, as she had to get up in the morning, to get the children ready for their Saturday morning activities. She loved him, and liked to please him, but she just wanted to get it over and done with, so she could get to sleep.

He was in the bedroom now, clumsily getting rid of his clothes.

"Sarah, Sarah, are you awake darling?"

He was drunk and it sounded more like " Shar, Shar, you wake darlin?"

"Yes I'm awake. I am now anyway," she said in a resigned voice.

He crawled into bed, reaching for her, pulling her across to him.

"Come 'ere luvly wife."

She was lying on her side, facing away from him. His hand reached for her breast, squeezing and pulling at it, a bit too roughly for her liking. His groin pressed into the curves of her buttocks. He kissed her cheek, moving clumsily to find her mouth.

"Gimmee a ...
    ... kiss my booful girl."

She turned her face to him and accepted his slobbery kiss. His mouth tasted of beer, and whatever he had been eating in the kitchen. He was hard now and dry humping her from behind. He pulled her over towards him, and put his hand on the back of her head. She knew what was coming next.

"Too tired to fuck, gimmee a nice suck, sweehart."

She sighed and slithered down into position. Her hand wanked his cock as she put it straight into her mouth. No finesse, no licking it or kissing it first. She would just let him use her mouth as he would her pussy, and get him off as quickly as possible. She started to bob up and down on it, his hand on her head encouraging her. She noted the slightly pissy taste of his cock.

"Why didn't he at least wash it, if he wanted a blowjob?" she asked herself.

She carried on sucking a bit more before she started to realise that there was another taste, mixed in with the piss.

"Huh, what the hell is that?"

The nearest thing she had ever tasted was the couple of times she had licked her fingers, after masturbating.

"Oh fuck, that's it, it's the taste of a woman's cunt. Another woman's cunt!" she realised with disgust and anger.

She tried to pull off him, but he was well on the way to cumming, and held her firmly in place. He was virtually fucking her mouth now, intent only on his own pleasure. She struggled a bit but it was futile and in another moment or two he ejaculated. Not the usual six or seven strong ...
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