Just another long day for my husband to work. I spent my day tending to the daily tasks and caregiving to our children while trying to help him stay motivated during the hard work he did in the day. I hear his work truck arrive and he begins walking to the door.

I'm at the kitchen sink, using my step stool as I work on the dishes since it's easier for me to scrub if I'm taller rather than shorter here. He comes inside and I feel butterflies in my stomach as soon as I feel his heated body come close to mine.

He's in my ear, nuzzling my neck with his beard. He smells delectable, like a hard day's work and overpowering masculinity. I try to continue cleaning the dishes, albeit half-assedly. He sets down his lunch pail and takes his freed hands to begin moving them all over my body. One large, rough hand is groping my breast while the other is on my crotch.

It was unfortunate I was wearing clothes. I panted and leaned back against him. My hands still feigned working but my mind had long left my kitchen duties for my wifely duties instead. I can feel his hardening cock through his work shorts. God, just the feeling of his cock straining, begging, throbbing because of me was enough to send waves of anticipation through my skin and straight to my yearning pussy.

He groaned into my ear, nibbling at the lobe and working his mouth down my neck. He was biting at me like I was a tough steak at this point, the pain making me cringe but being mixed with the pleasure caused more desperation to pool in my panties.

I panicked for a moment, worried we'd get caught until I remembered they were napping. At that thought, I surrendered all to him. I welcomed his hand to grasp my tits so hard that they ached and pulsed at the nipple. They grew hard, begging for more as my clit throbbed for him. I'm sure he could feel the heat and wetness through my clothing. It must've caused him to do what he did next, diving his hand into the waistband of my leggings. I gasped at the welcomed surprise. My hips moved on a mind of their own, bucking up to meet his hand. His gigantic finger expertly found my clit, circling it slowly and evenly. My eyes fluttered shut as moans began emitting from my lips. Skin felt electric and flushed together. He continued to work my clit, it throbbed and was hard for his attention as I could feel all the pleasure from it rolling in my pussy as it begged to be filled. I felt myself being bent forward as his hand pulled away from my clit to slip in the backside of my leggings.

He swiftly found my slick cunt and inserted one finger inside. So large it was half the size of his dick. I've never been able to take 3 of his fingers. I cried out, and he slapped his other hand over my mouth to silence me. His finger slowly twisted and pumped in and out. In, out, in, out... Curling downward to find my g-spot and forcing me to shake and quiver at the sudden onslaught of pleasure. I whimpered and whined for him while he grinded his hard rod against my ass. With the friction there combined with the pleasure in my pussy, it felt like the only right way to finish him off was for him to fuck my ass. So I did my wifely duties and pulled my leggings down further, spreading my cheeks apart so he could find the easy target.

He growled in my ear of praise and naughty whispers about how much I must want it if I'm begging for his cock in my ass. All I could do was nod and moan in response as he said dirty things to me and finger fucked me. He began teasing me with his dick. Slipping the tip in my pussy and making me crave more, just to take it out to spread the organic lube onto my asshole. He did this over and over, each time slipping further into my pussy to get better coverage of my wetness.

Finally, one last time, I felt him dip in and he slid completely in, to the hilt. His balls pressed against my clit as he pulsed inside of me. He pulled out slowly before pressing against my ass. I wiggled it back for him and then felt an immense rush of pain as he began to stretch me open with his cock immediately. He didn't relent and I didn't stop him. I choked on air while his hands moved to my hips. He pressed into me while I stood on the stool, bent over the sink, and sunk himself deeper. His thick member jumped and throbbed as he finally reached the base. I groaned as my clit, too, throbbed in need. I reached a hand down to play with it while he slowly pulled out, just to increase the pace but by bit into a relentless assfucking.

He pounded into my hole, causing me to scream before he cut me off by shoving my rinsed dishrag into my mouth. I gagged and kept taking the pounding. All the nerve endings connected from my ass to my clit were on fire and overstimulated. My ass tightened around his cock as I felt something swell and build within me. I could tell he was nearing his end by the panted moans against my ear as I pushed myself back to his thrusts. I moaned in harmony with him into the rag when his fingers dug into my skin. He let out a long deep growl as I felt my ass full with his seed. He shook on top of me, as rope after rope spilled out of him and his balls and cock tightened and pulsed. My ass seemed to swallow him and not want to let go when he had to forcibly pull himself out of me.

I stood panting, my pussy and ass leaking our juices. I finished my last couple dishes after pulling my pants up. He left to go shower after a sweet kiss on the cheek. I knew I'd join him, but I decided I would wait and enjoy the feeling of being used and filled while doing the dishes for just a few moments longer.