Private Don't Read Chapter 1: private 1, a zombie prom fanfic

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"Wow, this pwace is bweautiful!" Sophia was mesmerized as she looked at the houses in this wealthy neighborhood.

Every house had a unique architectural style. Being a young girl, Sophia was already excited just by looking at something unique or colorful.

Even Roman was looking out the window. However, his mouth was shut and his expression was not better. My son had motion sickness.

Each house has a distance of 10 to 25 meters between them. Some houses were covered in fences and had unique plants that came from foreign countries.

We even saw a greenhouse with unique plants.

My grandparents owned a mansion in this place, almost 500 square meters wide. It was freaking huge and I never experienced exploring the mansion. The garden and swimming pool alone were huge for me to explore.

A few minutes later, driver Torres stopped in front of a huge mansion.

My grandparents exited the van, my daughter was clinging to her great-grandmother. Sophia easily became closer to Grandma Matilda because my grandmother was indeed a gentle person. She was the complete opposite of my grandfather. Honestly, I didn't know how my grandparents got married.

"Roman, are you okay?" Penelope checked our son and Roman nodded.

Now that his feet were on the ground, his motion sickness dissipated until he could move well.

"I'm fine, Mom."

Penelope smiled and rubbed Roman's hair. The kid didn't budge, letting his mother mess up his hair. Yet, whenever I did that, he would be mad. Clearly, my son prefers Penelope over me.

Torres drove the van to the parking lot. We walked a few meters and found dozens of people waiting for us. Most of them were maids in uniform.

Note that they were not wearing a valedictorian maid dress, instead, they were wearing a modern maid uniform.

"Eh?" I tilted my head and looked at my grandparents.

"Grandpa, I remember that the workers in the mansion rarely wear uniforms. You just let them wear something they are comfortable with as long as it's not inappropriate."

"Yeah, I said that."

Grandpa was confused as well. Then, he looked at Grandma Matilda.

"I told them to wear their uniforms to greet the new members of the family."

"..."

Grandfather and I just nodded. We realized that Grandma Matilda just wanted to brag.

As expected, Sophia was amazed as she looked at the maids looking professional.

"Mommy, look! They are just like the maids I watched on the TV!"

"Sophia, these maids are working for us. They are working for you as well." Grandma Matilda said to the little girl.

"Weally?"

"That's right. You're a Castillo and these maids are working for Castillo."

"Wow--!"

I see, so the purpose of this was to impress Sophia. As expected of my grandmother, she was already making her move.

"Dad, none of the maids are looking young. They seem old and ugly..."

Roman muttered and I almost coughed out.

"Son, once you are old, you will understand the reason. For now, you should take a rest."

"Okay." Roman accepted my answer. I tried to rub his hair but he quickly stepped away and evaded me.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Castillo and Mr. Castillo."

The maids welcomed us. To be exact, they greeted their old employers, Grandma Matilda and Grandpa Bradley.

We walked into the mansion. I felt that the maids were looking at my family, particularly at Sophia who was in Grandma Matilda's embrace.

"Matilda, I think it's too much for you to carry Sophia. Let me carry her instead."

With worry in his eyes, my grandfather tried to convince Grandma Matilda to let go of Sophia.

"Bradley, we have been married for more than 60 years. I know what you're thinking." The old man giggled but she accepted her husband's so-called goodwill. She was indeed too old to carry Sophia.

Sophia was docile and let her great-grandfather carry her.

"Um, gweat-Gwandpa?" Sophia weakly asked.

"Yes, Sophia?"

"You said you have so many cakes in your house... Why can't I see it?"

"... Ahem, I'll take you to the dining room."

Knowing that Sophia loves sweet, grandfather didn't have a choice but to spoil his one and only great-granddaughter.

"Yay--! Bwother, let's eat cake!"

"Hm." Roman nodded and followed them to the dining room.

"Should I follow them? I think the kids might overeat and have stomachache."

I glanced at my wife who was slightly uncomfortable with the huge mansion. The structure was so huge and too much for her to get used to.

She bitterly smiled at me.

"I- It's fine. The kids promised me that they would not eat too much." She replied to me.

I approached her and grabbed her hand, showing her that I would always be with her. She smiled at me and weakly nodded.

"Keith... The maids and butlers are glancing at us."

"Really?"

I looked around. I found the maids doing their jobs seriously.

"You think so?" I asked my wife.

"Yes, they are stealing glances at us... I'm not used to it. I'm sorry honey. I feel like I entered a different world. I know that your family is rich but I didn't expect something like this."

Well, the Castillo has four companies and they are all doing well. Furthermore, my father was trying to start another company. So yeah, I guess our status was not that bad.

"Do you want me to take you to a room?"

"No, I want to see the garden first. I promise Mrs. Matilda that I will help her plant these plants."

Suddenly, I remembered that my wife was actually carrying a plastic bag filled with cherry tomatoes!

Perhaps that was the reason why the maids and butlers were looking at my wife!

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My wife didn't feel that something was wrong, despite the plastic filled with dirt and plants.

I glanced at my Grandmother who was still standing next to us. It seemed that the couple had an understanding, tonight was Grandfather Bradley's time to play with his great-grandchildren.

"It's fine, Penelope. Allan, take care of the plants. And you, lead my grandson and his wife to a vacant room."

"Yes, Madam."

The butler and maid bowed their heads gracefully... I was gone for five years and it seemed that the workers in this mansion became professional. Or perhaps they were just making a first impression.

Anyway, Penelope reluctantly gave the plants to Allen( Allen was an old butler and I knew about him, but I was never close with him).

My wife treat her plants like they were her children.

Then, the maid led us to a huge room. It was cleaned and there was a refrigerator filled with food. It seemed that they prepared everything and cleaned the room for us.

Because I knew that my grandfather would never spend money putting food in the refrigerator inside a vacant room. That was not practical at all.

My wife looked around and realized that the room was twice the size of ours in the house.

She gently sat down on the soft mattress, still not used to the situation.

She looked at me awkwardly and smiled.

I approached her and hugged her head, kissing her hair. She hugged me back but her head was against my stomach since I was standing.

"Wife, don't be so nervous. My grandparents are good people."

"Hm, Madam Matilda is a great person. She knows about plants and she wants to take me to her garden tomorrow."

She laid down, trying her best to be comfortable on the soft mattress. She giggled when she realized my burning gaze. My wife was wearing a t-shirt and pants but I knew that the figure beneath the clothes was so damn sexy.

"Honey, you are really a pervert."

"Of course, I'm always a pervert for you."

"Geez--"

I leaned down and shared a tongue licking with her. When our lips parted, my wife was panting and blushing. She crumpled the hem of my shirt as she stared at me with misty eyes.

Suddenly, someone knocked on our door.

"Mr. Castillo and Mrs. Castillo, the dinner is ready."

My wife immediately stood up and acted like nothing happened.

"W- We will be there."

She replied and glanced at me.

"Keith, don't give me that disappointed eyes right now. We have to be mature and act mature. Remember, this is not our house."

"Okay, fine." I sighed and agreed.

We left the room and went to the dining room. We found Sophia and Roman eating food... A bunch of food was on the long table. From the looks of it, our children took a bite from different delicacies.

"Grandpa, isn't this much? There are so many foods and I think we can't eat all of them."

"It's alright, this is the first time that you guys visited our place and I want the food to be extravagant. Besides, we will not throw the food. We can put them in the fridge or give them to the maids."

"... If that's what you want."

My Grandmother showed up and sat next to Sophia who was currently munching on black forest cake.

Grandmother Matilda smiled and wiped Sophia's cheeks which were covered in chocolate.

"Thanks, Gweat-Gwandma!"

"Aw, what a cute little girl you are." Grandmother Matilda patted Sophia's head. The little girl let her great-grandmother pamper her.

"Do you want to try this banana pudding? I created this one myself."

"Weally? Yes, Gweat-Gwandma, I want to taste it."

The old woman gave the little girl a slice and Sophia took a bite. She squealed when she tasted it.

"Dewicious!"

"Oh my God, you're so cute!"

It seemed that my grandmother returned to being young after pampering the little girl.

Sitting on the side of Sophia was Roman and my grandfather Bradley... They were eating quietly. To be precise, Roman was eating quietly.

Grandfather Bradley was already old too much sweet was bad for him.

"Anyway, let's eat."

Sophia preferred to stay with Penelope and Grandmother Matilda because they were not scary, unlike my always serious Grandfather Bradley.

We had a great dinner. The long table was filled with dishes that I rarely see in a usual family dinner. I saw truffles and caviar... My Grandparents really invested too much for this dinner.

I believe the cost of this dinner alone was twenty times our shop's profit today. Suddenly, I felt like I wanted to sigh. Damn, I realized again that I was poor as fuck.

Looked like I had to expand my business and build another shop...

After dinner, Sophia and Roman felt sleepy. They were not used to the place and we decided to sleep together.

The kids were between my wife and me as we fell asleep.

...

Sophia was the first to wake up. She found that her parents were still sleeping. Sophia was a sensible kid so she didn't want to wake them up. Her parents worked hard for them and letting them rest was the right thing to do.

Instead, Sophia decided to wake her brother.

"Bwother! Bwother! Wake up! Gweat-Gwandpa pwomised that he would take us to a room filled with toys!"

Roman frowned at first and found his sister shaking him.

"Bwother, I want to see the toys!"

"... Fine."

Being a boy, Roman was excited about toys too. Before leaving, he wrote a note for their parents and informed them that they would play with the toys.

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Penelope yawned and stretched her limbs. She opened her eyes and looked around, the first person she saw was her husband sleeping.

She immediately smiled and kissed him, Keith Castillo's lips slightly twitched but he remained sleeping.

"He is very cute when he's sleeping."

Penelope giggled and sat up. Suddenly, she recalled that she was not sleeping in their room. They were sleeping in one of the rooms in the mansion. Furthermore, Penelope's two children should have been sleeping between them but they were gone.

She stood up quickly, to find her two kids. She looked around the room and failed to find them.

However, she saw a note posted on the refrigerator. Sophia was still young and didn't know how to write so the note was probably written by Roman.

[Mom, Sophia and I will go find our great grandparents to play with them-- Roman.]

Penelope realized why her children were gone and she sighed.

"These kids, they are going to trouble their great-grandparents early in the day."

She shook her head. Sometimes, her children were hard to discipline. They would do some stuff just to get what they want.

Back when Penelope was still a child, no matter how many times she grumbled and cried, she knew that her parents would never buy her a doll or a new dress. Her clothes were handed down from her oldest sister.

Sometimes, she could not help but be jealous and happy for her kids. At least they didn't experience the life she did. Penelope was thankful for her husband because of that. Even though Keith was an alcoholic and loved spending money on vices, he was never stingy with his children. He made sure that the kids would be provided for their needs and wants.

Lately, her husband has been trying his best to change. Keith stopped drinking alcohol and he became active in exercising. Penelope admitted that her husband's muscles were getting prominent, especially when they were in bed...

Penelope's face suddenly turned red. Her husband was active in the bed as well, to be precise, super active. She could see that Keith was getting lustful towards her again and she loved every second of it.

She thought her husband lost interest in her after giving birth to two children. They had sex many times every week but they were more of a chore.

But now, she felt like the fire rekindled again.

Penelope turned to her husband who was sleeping. She didn't bother waking him up because Keith had work yesterday and he needed a proper rest. Instead, she planted a kiss on his forehead and left the room.

She had no idea where to find her kids so she decided to look for a maid to ask for directions.

She found three maids cleaning the window and she tried to call them.

However, the maids didn't see her and continued talking.

"I remember that man. I think his name is Keith. He is handsome and he has a very beautiful fiancee. Honestly, I can't believe that he chose a poor and cheap woman instead of his fiancee. I tell you this, his fiancee is so beautiful you will be awestruck." The oldest maid said.

"Really? So he's actually a Castillo? I was hired three years ago and I didn't expect that Madam Matilda has another grandson... He is handsome too. Oh my God, look at his muscles. But his wife is like a country bumpkin. Can't you believe it, she brought a plastic bag filled with plants. She is beautiful but she doesn't have the demeanor of being a Madam. Haha, she doesn't deserve her husband... Sigh, if I was hired in this mansion six years ago, perhaps I have a chance to marry Keith--" The second maid clasped her hands in a dreamy-like gaze.

"Nah, you're too ugly. Stop with delusions. You look like a frog who bathed in dirt and mud." The oldest maid replied, snickering.

"What did you say? Are you asking for a fight?" The second maid was offended.

"You two, stop it. You know the stories of why the mansion only hired old women and non-so-beautiful maids. Two decades ago, a young maid tried to seduce Sir Bradley by waiting in the shower naked, but Sir Bradley slapped the woman out of the room. However, that incident caused a problem between Madam Matilda and Sir Bradley. Since then, the mansion never hired a young woman or a pretty woman. So yeah, all of us here are ugly. So stop fighting and do your job, you don't want the head maid to find us talking." The third maid muttered while cleaning the window.

"Mm?" The oldest maid turned around.

"What is it?"

"Nothing, I just thought someone was looking at us. I guess I'm wrong."

The three maids returned to their jobs.

...

Penelope was listless as she returned to their room. Her face was slightly pale and she was close to crying.

Penelope heard what they said and pierced her heart. They said all of her insecurities in this relationship. That was right, her status was nothing compared to Keith's.

Honestly, she didn't know why Keith pursued her back in college. She was just a nobody who came from the province.

She took a deep breath but her chest was very heavy. At any moment, she might break down and cry.

She realized that she truly loved her husband so much that she was affected by their words. She was afraid that Keith would leave her and return to his ex-fiancee. That would be devastating and she didn't know what to do if that happened.

She approached the bed and found her clueless husband still sleeping.

However, unlike earlier, Penelope found something shocking.

"... Morning tent."

There was a tall mountain on the man's crotch.

Penelope knew that his husband sometimes suffered from morning tents. Whenever that happened, Keith would be horny and they would have sex.

Penelope wiped the tears in her eyes and became determined. Her husband was only for her.

"Keith is mine, and no one will take him from me."

She tied her hair in a ponytail and went down to his crotch, taking his length very seriously.

[Damn, how long was it since the last time I wrote a chapter of RDD?]

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I had a dream. In that dream, I was in the kitchen of our bungalow house.

There was an old Sony camera recorder a few meters away from us... That was right, us.

I was completely naked while pounding my then-girlfriend, Penelope. She only had a thin apron that covered her front, basically naked.

"Ahhh--! Guuhh~~ K- Keith, I'm trying to wash the dishes-- Ah!"

"Shut up whore! How can you say that when you're only wearing an apron? Your ass is so open for me to see, of course I'm going to fuck you! Bitch, my cock is throbbing painfully because of you so you better take responsibility!"

"Mmm..."

I gripped her hips and fucked her like a toy. No care about her thoughts and opinions.

She turned her head to me and looked at me with her misty eyes, she was clouded in pleasure. Thoroughly got the dicking that she deserved.

She bit her lip and weakly dropped the sponge that she used to wash the plates. Fucking bitch, she really thinks she can do dishes while my cock is in her pussy. Hell no.

Even though she kept her mouth shut, biting her lip. Her moans still escaped and every second her moans turned guttural.

"Uhhhh! Huuuh! Oh fuck~~!"

I grinned at her and started pounding her already sore yet tight pussy.

"Take it bitch! This pussy is only mine! Mine only! Fucckkk--!" I felt my balls rolling as I shot dozens of potent sperm in her abused pussy.

Now, I remember. Even though clouded, I still remember.

This memory was very important to me. This was around February or March six years ago. After the event on Valentine's Day.

The first time I had sex with Penelope raw and came in her pussy was Valentine's Day. I did my best to convince my then-girlfriend to try fucking without condoms.

Penelope was hesitant at first. I told her that Valentine's Day was a very important day for lovers and we should celebrate it by having sex bareback. Yet Penelope didn't want to get pregnant so she was reluctant.

Fortunately for me, Penelope agreed after I talked to her so many times.

In my mind, I was actually calling her a 'stupid slut' for easily falling for my trick. 'She was indeed an innocent stupid girl from the province', I thought to myself.

I hate to say it, but I was an asshole back in my college days. It was true that I fell in love with Penelope at first sight, but my lust for her was far stronger.

I did my best just to make sure her pussy would cream on my cock... Yes, that was my real intention when I courted and pursued her.

I gave her chocolates, flowers, and expensive gifts just to get a better impression. I was actually angry and frustrated that she tried to return the gifts.

'A poor bitch like you should be happy that I'm giving you these'. That was my mentality back then.

She denied my advancement at first but I slowly got her. I promised her a better life, I said that I loved her(Even though I was not sure at that time), and I told her that I wanted to marry her.

I knew at that time that I was lying... My love for her was not that deep. I just want to destroy her innocence, fuck her, and degrade her.

When I realized that she was a virgin, I was so happy that I treated her slightly special. It took me three months just to let her agree to have sex with me. She was the most difficult woman I ever had, worthy of my seriousness.

Most of the time, we just kissed, she gave me handjobs, and if lucky, a sloppy blowjob.

I couldn't believe that I tainted a smart and beautiful woman like her.

She was different from my past girlfriends, most of them were beautiful but they never treated education seriously.

In fact, after our sex, Penelope would force herself to read one page of a book and study... I hate it when that happened, so I fuck her back to sleep, making sure that she didn't have the strength to study. Let her body melt on me.

Again, I was an asshole. I basically destroyed my wife's life. She was too good for an asshole like me.

To make it worse, I drowned her in so much sexual stuff that she became a pervert.

Sex in the school? Check.

Sex in the car? Check.

Sex in the park where people could see us? Check.

Playing with her pussy while she was trying to do her assignment? Absolutely check.

Penelope was so beautiful that she had a lot of men who pursued her. Some of them were rich just like me.

So I was very proud of myself that I took all of her firsts. Whenever I saw the men who had a crush on her, I always gave them a wide grin and sometimes a middle finger. Telling them that their crush was deeply in love with me. That she would suck my cock at any moment. And yes, Penelope really did.

Whenever I want, she would either use her mouth, pussy, or her asshole to please me. I taught her so well that she lost her innocence. I was the one responsible for making my wife a slut. Well, a woman who was only slut for me. My one and only slut.

However, she never agreed on raw sex. Even our first time was with a condom. I was a bit angry at that thought but I knew Penelope would never agree on us having sex if I didn't wear a protection.

Anyway, after Valentine's Day. I announced to her that her body was only mine while I fuck her raw. Perhaps she was getting addicted to sex and screamed "yes!" and agreed. She even begged me to cum in her pussy, something that I gladly did.

After that, Penelope stopped being reluctant to have raw sex. I fucked her most of the time in the bungalow house. I even recorded our sex so many times... Speaking of those videotapes, I failed to recover them in our parent's house before I left. Although I hid them in a very safe place and it was protected by a vault that only I knew about the passcode.

Remembering this certain memory made my cock hard. I even imagined that Penelope was sucking my cock right now while I sleep...

Yet my conclusion was actually right. When I opened my eyes, I witnessed my wife giving me a sloppy toppy. She was bobbing her head on my cock. Her lips wrapped my length vigorously as if she was trying to make a point.

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The sight of my wife bobbing her head on my cock made me tremble in heat. I gritted my teeth and sat up.

The dream was still affecting me... I'm very horny right now.

My cock escaped from her supple lips with a pop. Ropes of thick ropes of drool were dripping from her mouth and chin. She smiled at me with her misty gaze. She had no pants, and I could see her black panties because she was raising her ass while sucking my cock.

"Good morning, honey." She moaned and returned to giving me a blowjob.

"Ku--, H- Honey, what are you doing... Haaa, and where are the kids?" I moaned between my sentence because my wife suck my cock, I witnessed how her cheeks hollowed as she dropped her head down to the base of my cock, sniffing my crotch like a drug addict.

She is a beautiful woman with her long pink hair which was tied in a ponytail. A pair of ruby eyes, full of desire stared into mine as she sucked my cock.

"They are playing with their great-grandparents."

Her face was blushing, wet from sweat and drool. But her breasts were firm, quite large and delicate like a woman's breasts usually are. My two hands were not enough to cover her ample breast whenever I gripped them.

Penelope used her two hands and jacked me. Yet her hands were not enough to cover the length of my manhood. She vigorously sucked my, slobbering my cock on her drool.

"Puehehe," She giggled and began brushing my balls with her left hand while her other hand and her mouth were busy around my cock.

"Penelope... Are you okay?"

I suddenly asked. My wife rarely gave me a wake-up blowjob after we married. Our sex life was good but they were mostly vanilla, not that much kinky.

I knew my wife very well. She would never have sex with me while we were in the stranger's place and I respect her decision. So I didn't expect that she would do this.

"I'm fine, honey." She said and came over to me. She got closer and kissed me. Her face was practically slobbered yet I felt so hot as I kissed her. Her tongue was quite active, unlike the usual. We had a battle using our tongues and none of us wanted to lose.

Clearly, both of us were horny.

When our lips parted, Penelope was panting with a dreamy gaze on me. Her hands kept rubbing my throbbing cock.

"Keith... Mmm, I want you right now. Please, fuck my pussy--"

I didn't bother listening to her. Since she gave me the go-signal, I decided to act based on my instincts.

I pinned her down beneath me and she squealed in delight.

"Ahh~ Honey, I love you."

"Shut up, slut. I'm too fucking horny to listen to your bickering!"

Perhaps I was indeed affected by the dreams/memories earlier. Our past was still stuck in my head and I have no intention of forgetting them.

"Oh God~~"

Penelope was shocked but a horny grin formed on her face as she stared at me. She blushed in pleasure as she spread eagle her legs, wide, ready for me to pound.

"Yes, Master Keith. I'm your slut."

... Master Slave was our favorite roleplay and Penelope used to call me Master Keith. After our marriage, we decided to stop doing roleplay because it was degrading and it might affect our parenting to our kids.

Yet now, Penelope was accepting her past role again.

I chuckled and touched her glistening pussy. She moaned loudly, she was so fucking wet and ready to get penetrated.

"Who's my slut?" I asked her while rubbing her slit and clitoris very fast.

"Ahh--! Me! Mmm~ I'm your slut! I'm a fucking slut for you~!" She screamed and gripped the bedsheet.

"Good, I'm glad you know your position."

"Yes... Yes... YES!! FUCKKK!" She cursed and squirted hard.

Damn, she was really horny right to squirt like that. She made a mess in the bed! Now everything is wet!

I set her underwear to the side.

"You bitch!" I roared and pinned her, letting my weight fall on her as I slammed my cock into her snatch in one stroke.

"Keith--! Ahhh~ Nghgg--! Master Keith! Master Keith!"

She kept screaming my name in full respect as I filled her pussy tightly with my thick throbbing rod. She convulsed around me and I didn't give a fuck.

Right now, I seeking my pleasure. I'm going to treat her like a toy, a fucktoy born solely to please me.

"Master Keith... Haaa~"

"Yeah, like that. Just stay quiet for a moment, Penelope. If you don't shut your mouth when I'm done, I swear to god..."

"Mm... Master Keith..."

I felt her tightness around me, squeezing me inside her tight channel.

"Bitch you never listen to me, huh? Then accept this punishment that you deserve!"

I started hammering her pussy in long strokes. I pulled, only keeping my head in her pussy, then slammed it again in rage. Every time I did a long pull, Penelope would moan and shake her head in pleasure.

Yet her expression was asking for more.

"Yes! Yes! I'm a naughty bitch that deserves a dicking! Master Keith, please punish my pussy with your big thick cock! Ohhhh-!! OHHHH--!"

Her mouth is wide open in an 'O' shape and had another orgasm. Her legs spasm, well, who gives a fuck?

"I'm gonna fuck you thoroughly so that you will forget your name!"

"Nghgg~~"

She whimpered in response.

That satisfied me. I continued to slam myself on her ass. I pulled my cock once again and slammed it again with great force. The sound echoed throughout our room, making my wife scream and cum all over the sheets.

"Fuck, Master Keith... Please, fuck me harder! Fuck me you motherfucker!"

She yelled.

"Fuck you!" I replied in a roar and kept fucking her pussy with no hesitation.

"Fuck you!" She answered back.

"No, I'll fucking fuck you!"

"Then, Ahh, F-fuck me then! Haa--!"

We kept screaming at each other like horny teenagers.

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"AHH--! F- FUCK! MMM~~"

Penelope cried as she bounced on my cock with utter lust. She was basically pumping me with all of my seeds. Her ass was shaking up and down in a fast manner that my cock was in a magic show. Appearing and disappearing.

I saw her eyes too, and the half-lidded far away look told me everything I needed to know. She was lost, thick cock drunk, and utterly out of her mind with the bliss of a raw sex-rape.

Yeah, that was the best way to describe it. My wife was raping me right now, and I'm happy to let her do so.

Funny that a few minutes ago, I was in control. But now that Penelope was on top of me, she was doing all she wanted to my body.

I felt like a dildo who was purpose was to fuck a baby into her.

When Penelope's mouth closed as she kissed me for the third time in a row, I let out an inhuman groan. It was not like any moan I ever made in my life. No words would ever describe this orgasm in words.

To get a hold of myself and not be overtaken, I grabbed her ass and guided her. Penelope looked me in the eyes and she moaned softly, she grabbed one of her breasts and played with it. She bowed her head and sucked on her own nipple while looking at me with a certain gaze, the fuck-me gaze.

Of course, not letting myself be defeated. I started fucking her pussy up until she started crying in pleasure. Her sweat landed near my mouth and I happily licked it.

"You're doing great," I whispered against her lips as she leaned her face against me, still sucking on her nipple. "You're going to make me cum if you keep that up."

Penelope smiled up at me coyly. I loved that grin. The sexy grin she reserved for me only. She cooed me to fuck her more.

"Master Keith, my pussy throbbing for you. All it wanted was to be filled to the brim by your baby batter. I beg of you to punish this naughty pussy." She said while moaning. She looked adorable.

"Ah, so we are still doing a roleplay. Okay..." I grinned and gripped her ass making her shudder.

"Slut, if you want my cum that badly, then you have to work hard and get it yourself."

"Y-Yesh!" She muttered and sat up. She put her hands on my chest and returned to working her ass.

Soon, her pussy began to throb and a small stream of white cream began to leak from the opening. She quickly used her fingers to wipe it off and gave a shy glance. She licked her fingers seductively. She didn't say anything. She waited for me to tell her what to do next.

This little bitch...

I slid my arms under her thighs and stood up with full strength. She yelped when she realized that she was being carried and fucked at the same. She hugged my neck as I started letting her weight down to my cock.

She gasped when she felt full.

Nothing beats a Suspended Congress sex position.

She crossed her legs around my buttocks and started fucking herself on my cock. I didn't even order her but she already knew what to do.

I was standing, letting my wife do work, and her clit grazed against my pelvis area every time she slid her pussy down my length.

Then, I glanced at the door... I felt like the door was not locked so I decided to check on it.

I took my first step... I realized that walking might be difficult if a woman latched onto you and fucking herself using your stiff cock.

Not a practical thing to do.

Thankfully, I reached the door. I was sweating hard when I reached it. As I expected, the door was not locked at all. So I decided to lock it.

My wife was still moaning and hungry for my cock because she didn't stop bouncing herself even though I moved around.

I slapped her ass and she gasped. Her ass rippled like delicious jelly.

"You dumb bitch, you didn't lock the door. If you are intending to fuck me, you should have locked the door first. What if someone entered and found us fucking?"

"Sorry Master. Nghgg, you can fuck me to release all of your anger."

"This bitch is crazy..." I muttered.

"All you kept saying is fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

I started slapping her ass till it turned red.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhh!"

She screamed and squeezed my dick tighter with each slap.

"Oh shit--! Oh shit, I'm going to-- cumming!!" She screamed and bit my shoulder. Her fuck wall contracted around my cock and I almost lost myself.

"Stop talking shit and move your hips faster."

I slapped her harder and she screamed louder. It might be loud enough for the people outside to hear since we were near the door. I just shrugged, too absorbed in sex to think about it. They were probably curious, but it wasn't my problem.

"Come here," I pulled her face and Penelope opened her mouth for a kiss.

"Nuh-uh, a slut like you don't deserve a kiss. Here--"

I spit in her mouth. Penelope giggled. She started gurgling my spit and showed the process to me. Then, she swallowed my saliva like it was the greatest beverage she ever drunk.

"Mmm," she cooed in approval.

"It tastes good." She muttered, too high to think.

"Good? That's disgusting, that's my saliva we are talking about ." I frowned, but I felt horny witnessing her depravity.

Penelope laughed bubbly. "Well, it's really delicious!"

"If you like it so much, then give me a taste," I asked. She licked my lips then my tongue. We started kissing while she kept her ass bouncing on my cock.