The Wife Returned too Late from a Nightclub and was Fucked for it

She stepped back into the house, her heels clicking like a ticking clock, signaling her late return. The nightclub air still clung to her like a second skin, but her husband wasn’t having any of it. He was waiting, a stern look on his face, a mischief in his eyes. She was in trouble, and he was going to make her pay. Her red lips, stained from the night’s debauchery, were a clear indication of her transgressions. She tried to smooth things over with a sultry smile and a seductive sway of her hips, but it was no use. He wanted his pound of flesh, and tonight, she was the main course.

With a swift move, he grabbed her and pushed her against the wall. Her big ass, barely covered by the sexy dress, was the first to feel his hands. He squeezed and pinched, a signal of what was to come. She moaned, a soft, desperate sound that echoed through the room. He lifted her dress, exposing her luscious, panty-less ass. He spanked her hard, leaving red marks on her pale skin. She yelped, her eyes watering from the stinging pain. He laughed, a dark sound that sent shivers down her spine. 'You’re in for a ride,' he whispered, his voice low and dangerous.

He pushed her down onto the couch, her ass up in the air. He knelt behind her, his hands gripping her hips. He spanked her again, harder this time. She squirmed, trying to escape, but he held her firmly in place. He ran his hand over her ass, soothing the sting. Then, without warning, he pushed inside her. She gasped, her body tensing at the intrusion. He groaned, a deep, satisfied sound. He pulled out slowly, only to slam back in, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She moaned, loud and desperate, her body responding to his touch.

He stopped, pulling out. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with confusion and desire. He smirked, a wicked glint in his eyes. 'I want to see those red lips on my cock,' he said, his voice gruff. She bit her lip, a shiver of anticipation running through her. She got on her knees, her dress pooling around her hips. He stroked his cock, his eyes never leaving hers. She leaned forward, her tongue licking the tip, a soft moan escaping her lips. He groaned, his hips jerking forward. She took him in, her mouth filling with him. She sucked and licked, her head bobbing up and down. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair. He pulled her head back, his hips moving faster. She moaned, the sound vibrating around his cock. He was close, she could feel it. He pulled out, his cock glistening with her saliva. He came, his hot cum splashing onto her dress, marking her as his own. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust and satisfaction. She’d been punished, but she’d also been rewarded. It was a night she’d never forget."