Martha’s bed

After the dining table fuck, Liza snuggled into Gary's, cuddling on her mother's sofa as he watched a TV programme that Liza had zero interest in.

Gary had made her leave the panties on the floor at the head of her mother's dining table, just like he had told her to do in her office, breathing heavily and contentedly in his arms, pressed against his portly frame, her pussy full and leaking over her mother's sofa.

"That was incredible, thank you," Liza told him as she played with his hand, her fingers interlocking and then releasing his hand.

"I think that's the fourth time you have thanked me," Gary told her with a little chuckle.

"Is it? I'm sorry, I just can't help it. It was so good." Liza replied as she snuggled further into his embrace, feeling the heat from his body radiating through to her own.

Liza waited for the breaks in his show. "Gary, can I ask you something?"

Gary turned his head to look at her. "Sure." He replied.

"Do you enjoy this? Or is it just sex for you?" She asked. She dared not look up at him.

Liza was afraid of what she would see in his eyes, and she was afraid that the vulnerability in her own would give her away.

"Liza," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Yes?" She replied, looking up at him with wide eyes.

She was putting herself on the line, opening herself up to him in a way she never had before.

Gary took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. "Liza, I enjoy this more than you could possibly know." He paused for a moment, searching for the right words.

Liza could feel her heart racing in her chest. Was he saying what she thought he was saying? Was Gary telling her that he loved her?

"I want you to be mine," he continued. "I want you to be my trophy wife. I know what you're capable of, Liza, and I want it all." Gary's voice was low and husky, his breath hot against her ear.

"What about Mike, my career?" Liza asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Gary could feel her tremble in his arms; he felt her own vulnerability and saw an opportunity to be a little more assertive. He smiled as he let out a low chuckle. "Well, you would leave Mike; we can get you a divorce. Workwise you can quit. dedicate yourself to being a trophy wife and mother."

Liza gasped as she felt her heart swell in her chest. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. This was the moment she had been waiting for, the moment where Gary would finally declare his love for her and tell her that she meant more to him than just a quick fuck or a meaningless affair.

"Gary, I want you to know that I love you," Liza whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "I want to be all of that, for you, for us."

Gary smiled at her, his grip on her tightening in response to her declaration. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I've wanted to tell you that for so long now. I want you to be my wife."

Liza gasped at his declaration, "I'll ask Mike for a divorce right away."

"Hold on," Gary held a hand up. "First, your mom is over there now making advances on Mike; she is a real trooper. If Mike takes the bait, we can get a divorce easily enough."

Liza let out a sigh of relief. "Mum is amazing."

Gary continued, "Second, I like the idea of me having a dirty little secret affair with you, at least for a little while."

She smiled wickedly at him, biting her lower lip before she spoke. "You want to keep this a secret, keep me as your dirty little affair?" She whispered through gritted teeth.

Gary nodded. "Yes, that's right," he said. "I want you to be my wife, but until then, I want the thrill of having you step out on that husband of yours."

Liza thought about it for a second, weighing the pros and cons of such an arrangement.

She was already cheating on her husband and loving every second of it.

"Let's do this. Why don't you take me up to the bedroom and let my cheating pussy ride that cum out of you, over and over again," Liza whispered into his ear.

Gary's grip on her tightened as he stood up, pulling Liza to her feet. He wrapped an arm around her waist and led her towards the stairs.

Liza could feel the heat radiating from both their bodies as they walked up the stairs together, his hand firmly gripping her ass as they made their way towards her mother's bedroom.

As they entered the room, Gary kicked the door closed behind them, his eyes raking over Liza's body as she stood by the bed. 

Liza took his hand and guided him to the foot of the bed; she pushed him gently down onto the edge of the bed. Gary sat facing her.

Liza took a few steps back, towards her mother's large dresser.

Leaning back against it, Liza let out a soft moan as she reached behind and began to unzip her dress. Gary watched with unbreakable attention, his breath short in his throat as the zipper slid down, revealing inch after inch of smooth skin.

"Liza," he muttered under his breath. "You're so fucking beautiful."

Liza beamed at the compliment.

Liza smiled slyly before letting the dress fall to the floor in a pool of red fabric around her heeled feet. Liza placed her hands on her hips. "So, you got me in here, mister. What do you want me to do?" She asked, her voice dripping with wanton desire.

Gary's tongue darted out to wet his lips as he took in the sight of Liza standing before him, wearing nothing but matching red lace bra and panties set with heels.

"Come to me, slowly," he growled, his eyes darkening with lust. "Take off your bra and panties. Keep the heels on."

Liza felt her heart race as Gary's words washed over her. She reached behind her back, unsnapping her bra and letting it fall to the floor. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them down her legs, stepping out of them.

She stood before him, completely bare except for her heels, her body on display for his pleasure.

Gary's eyes took in every inch of her, his gaze lingering on her breasts and the trimmed patch of hair between her legs. Liza felt her pussy clench at the sight of him appraising her like that; she knew he liked what he saw.

She walked towards him, each step slow and deliberate. She wanted to run into his embrace, but she fought instinct and continued her slow approach.

When she reached him, Liza leant down and placed her lips on his. Gary took hold of her dangling breasts as they kissed and gently pinched her nipples, making Liza gasp into his mouth.

"Fuck, Gary," Liza whispered as she broke the kiss.

She was so close already; she could feel the beginnings of her own orgasm building deep inside of her; she could feel her juices running.

"Take me in your sweet mouth, but make it dirty and sloppy; convince me you can be the elegant trophy wife with looks and the dirty slut in the bedroom," Gary whispered into her ear.

Liza smiled, feeling as if Gary was telling her all the things she wanted to hear. She slipped down to her knees, between his legs.

She reached for his pants, undoing them and pulling them down around his ankles. His cock sprang free, already rock hard and dripping with pre-cum.

Liza leaned forward, sticking out her tongue to taste the tip of his cock. She moaned as she did, loving the taste of him on her tongue.

She wrapped a hand around him, slowly stroking him as she looked up at him through her lashes. She could feel his hands gripping the duvet on the bed beneath her, the muscles in his thighs tensing as she continued to work him.

Liza licked her lips, looking up at him. "You want me to make a mess on your cock then swallow it all down?" she asked in a husky voice.

"Fuck yeah," Gary groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily as she stroked him harder, her small hand barely able to wrap around his girth.

Liza opened wide and leaned forward again, taking him into her mouth slowly, inch by inch, until her tongue was lapping the underside of his shaft as she buried him deep towards the back of her throat. She held him there for a moment before pulling back, gasping for air.

Her lips were slick with saliva, and her eyes were watering, but she didn't care. She wanted to please him.

Gary groaned as Liza sucked him deep into her mouth again. She could feel his body tense beneath her, felt the tremors of pleasure shooting through him as she moved up and down on his shaft, swirling her tongue around the head each time she reached the tip.

She reached down between her legs with one hand, tracing her fingers over her clit.

She could feel the slickness of her arousal coating her fingers, and she shivered with pleasure at the sensation.

Liza moaned, feeling her climax build even higher. She continued to stroke herself as she sucked him back into her mouth, taking him even deeper this time; she enjoyed the feeling of fullness.

Liza felt Gary reach forward; he pulled her shoulders, and she reluctantly released him out of her mouth with a sloppy pop.

Liza sucked in a sharp breath as she felt his hands on her hips, guiding her up.

Gary moved up the bed, his head resting on the pillow; he began unbuttoning his shirt, kicking his trousers further down to his ankles. 

Liza stood at the foot of the bed, her eyes looking over Gary's body, the flesh she could see turning her on.

She licked her lips, unable to take her eyes off of him.

"Fuck, Liza, you're such a perfect dirty little slut," Gary groaned, his voice husky with pleasure. 

Liza grinned, letting out a small moan. "You love it."

"Get up here," he growled, moving over on the bed. I want to taste you, and I want to feel that tight little cunt of yours on my mouth.' Gary's words sent more shivers down her spine, goosebumps forming on her skin. 

Liza knelt on the bed, with her legs either side of him; she began to crawl up over him, towards his waiting mouth. As she moved up, her skin was on his, her hard nipples dragging over his hairy belly, and her slick pussy sliding over him.

Liza kissed him deeply as their faces aligned; she wanted to kiss him longer, but Gary's hands were firmly on her ass and pulling her up.

"Spin around," he growled, his voice full of lust.

Liza did as she was told, climbing over him so that she was straddling his face.

Gary's hands reached around her thighs, his hands gripping and spreading her cheeks.

Liza gasped as his breath made contact with her clit, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through her body; she leaned forward, her hands resting on either side of his wide hips.

She moaned as she felt his tongue begin to explore her, tracing the folds of her labia, teasing her entrance.

"Fuck, Gary! Yes! Just like that!" Liza cried out as she lowered further onto his face, beginning to grind against him.

Gary grunted as Liza's hot, wet pussy slid over his mouth. His hands squeezing her flesh, holding her in place as he began to devour her.

He started with soft, slow licks, tracing his tongue from her clit all the way up to her slit. He moaned in appreciation as he tasted her, her sweet essence coating his tongue.

Liza cried out, her head thrown back and to the side, her hair tossed to one side. and hands gripping the sheets as Gary began to tongue-fuck her in earnest.

She could feel his tongue probing deep inside of her, and she couldn't help but grind down harder against his face.

With one hand still on her ass, Gary reached up to find Liza's swollen clit, rubbing and flicking at it with his thumb. Liza gasped at the added sensation, her body shuddering in pleasure as both his finger and tongue worked her throbbing clit.

His fingers worked her clit in a frenzy, and she could feel the tension building inside of her.

"Gary, fuck, I'm going to cum!" Liza started moaning over and over.

Gary broke free, "Come with my cock in your mouth," and then went back to working her.

Liza collapsed forward, her forearm on Gary's bare belly as she supported herself; gasping for breath, she pressed her tits against him and with her free hand brought his cock to her mouth.

Liza gave a long moan before her lips closed around the head of his cock, her warm mouth enveloping him. He could feel her tongue swirling around the tip, teasing him as she began to suck him in deeper.

Liza moaned around his shaft as Gary's tongue found her clit again, his tongue flickering over it rapidly, driving her crazy with pleasure. She sucked harder, taking him all the way into her throat, swallowing around him.

Gary groaned, his hands tightening on her ass as she worked him.

Liza tried to keep her movement smooth, but she began to tremble and caused herself to lose her rhythm as Gary intensified the pressure with his fingers on her clit.

Liza knew it wouldn't be long now; she bucked down onto Gary's face, pinning him to her mother's pillows.

Liza's muscles clenched, and she moaned with his cock deep in her mouth, her body starting to shake in ecstasy.

Gary could feel her knees tremble as she began to climax, the muscles in her thighs tensing and contracting under his hands.

He sucked harder on Liza's clit, flicking it rapidly with his tongue as he continued to work her.

Liza couldn't hold back anymore; she let out a muffled scream around his cock as she came, her body trembling and convulsing with pleasure.

Gary could feel Liza's pussy clenching and spasming around his tongue, tasting her sweet release as she came hard.

Her legs shook with the force of her orgasm, and she bucked against him, grinding her clit against his lips.

Liza was lost in sensation; the pleasure his mouth was giving her was unlike anything she had ever felt before. She moaned around his cock before having to pull off him, taking her clit out of reach of his still lapping tongue and mouth, the sensitivity of her climax too much for her to take any longer.

"Oh fuck, Gary! So, so good." Liza cried out, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Gary let her catch her breath.

Liza slowly began to play with his cock; she was annoyed he had begun to go soft.

"Why don't you ride me?" Gary told her.

Liza didn't hesitate; she climbed off of Gary and turned around. As she looked into his eyes, she kissed him, tasting herself on his mouth and face.

Liza wiped her hand over his face; between his sweat and her juices, he was dripping. "Guess I made a mess of you," she told him.

"I love it," he said.

Liza positioned herself over him, her slick pussy hovering over his now rock-hard cock.

Gary reached up to grip Liza's hips, guiding her as she slowly lowered herself down onto him.

She moaned with pleasure as he filled her completely, her tight walls stretching around him as she sank down onto his length, taking him all in. She gripped the headboard with one hand and brought her other hand behind his head and held him for a deep kiss as her tongue probed his mouth.

Liza started to move, grinding her hips down onto him, feeling every inch of him as he filled her completely. She started to bounce, riding him with a wild abandon, her moans and cries filling the room.

"Love you tasting yourself off me as you ride me," Gary said, breaking the kiss.

Liza smiled wickedly. She began kissing, sucking and licking his chin. "We taste so good, baby," she told him.

"Oh fuck, Liza," Gary groaned, his hips bucking up to meet her every thrust. "That's sexy as fuck." Liza grinned, feeling a surge of excitement and power as she rode him harder and faster, feeling his cock throbbing inside of her.

"You like this, Gary; you like me riding your big dick," Liza said, her breathing heavy with lust.

Gary moaned, "Yeah, I love it."

Liza could feel his hands gripping her hips tighter, holding on as she rode him.

"Tell me what you want, baby," he growled, his breath hot against her neck. "Tell me how you want me to fill you up."

Liza gasped, arching her back as she felt Gary's hands move from her hips up to grip her breasts, kneading them roughly as his thumbs flicked over her nipples. She moaned, throwing her head back as she rode him harder, feeling herself getting closer to the edge once again.

"I want you to cum inside me," Liza breathed, her voice husky with desire.

"I want to feel you fill me up, mark me as yours."

Gary's grip on her tightened, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. "Fuck, Liza," he groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "You have no idea how badly I want to do that."

Liza could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge with every thrust, every brush of his hips against her clit. She could feel his cock twitching inside of her, throbbing with the need to release.

And Liza wanted it, wanted to feel him fill her up, mark her as his.

"Fuck me harder, Gary," Liza moaned. "I want to feel you everywhere."

Gary didn't need any more encouragement. He bucked his hips up to meet hers, slamming his cock into her over and over again. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through Liza's body, making her moan and gasp with every impact.

She moved her hands up to brace...