Stalker Husband - Chapter 48：EPILOGUE

A LIFETIME OF TORTURE

(The following is R-18!)

“Graysen, my love.” Diana whines as she rubs her ass against my crotch. “It’s so cold.”

I grunt and pull my wife even tighter. I’ve already turn the temperature high but this Christmas morning seems to be colder than usual. I bury my face on Dianas hair, breathing into her reddening ear. She rubs against my hardening c*ck, making me secrete more heat into her body.

“Your body is so warm. I want to make you my blanket.”

I know what she means. This brat wants me to mount her horny ass. But I can’t risk it. Few moments from now, we’ll be disturbed by the people outside the house for the exchanging gifts. I don’t want to start something that I know will only be abruptly stopped.

“My love, are you getting dumb now?” Diana continues whining and rubbing against my hard on.

“Behave your ass. You know how long I last. Ten minutes is not enough!”

“Why did they invented the word quickie if you can’t even do it?”

“Are you crazy? Women want their men to last longer yet now you’re complaining that I can’t make a quickie?”

“Just this once, please. I locked the door.”

“Don’t move.” I groan into her neck before pulling my boxers a little lower to free my furious dick.

Hooking Diana’s panties to the side, I find her entrance from behind and slowly filling her void. My wife is really getting hornier and hornier the longer we live in our blissful married life. When I begin thrusting, she starts this hurtful moans which always fire up my lust and transforming me into a ruthless demon.

“Ah! Unh, my love! Yes, Graysen, right there! Faster!”

“Shut up!”

“Mommy! Daddy! Merry Christmas!”

The door suddenly bursts open, stopping us from our lewd activity under the covers. Diana looks over her shoulder to peer up at the two kids barging into our bedroom. She catches my gaze and smiles lopsidedly at the sight of my glare.

“You said you locked it!”

“I did. But I forgot that I went down earlier to drink water. I must’ve forgotten to lock it up again.”

“Bitch!” I growl helplessly.

Our five-year-old Ginny and three-year-old Dianara climb into our bed, hopping and whining for us to get up so we can open the gifts already. I try pulling out of my wife but the horny bitch refuses to let me go. She clamps down that slimy pussy around me, squeezing me tight and making me see stars.

Fuck! I pinch her clit, jolting her away from me. Finally, I managed to pull out of her, earning me a piercing glare from her eyes. To appease her unsatisfied ass, I kiss her thoroughly before pulling my boxers up and climbing out of bed to kiss each of my child on their cheek.

“Go now, kids. Mommy and daddy will be down soon.”

“Ara, hurry up, let’s wake up grandpa!” Ginny screams as he jumps off the bed and rushes out of the room.

“Ginny! Wait for me! Wait for me!”

“Quick, lock the door and get back to bed!” Diana says frantically, her eyes are pleading to get drilled.

Jesus! She’s now nearing to giving birth to our third kid and it’s making her really hungry for sex. But having already two kids, it’s getting really difficult to sneak away to have some fun in bed. We never get privacy around the house however huge the villa is.

I scratch my head, refusing Diana’s proposition before helping her up on the bed. When she sees I’m determined to deny her of her wishes, her eyes instantly wet with tears.

“Waterworks again, sweetheart?” I complain, unable to stand seeing her cry. “You know we can’t have our way right now. The kids, dad and the house personnel are already up and waiting downstairs.”

“Why do I feel like you don’t love me anymore? You only had sex with me twice last night? Twice, Graysen! When I was still sexy and cellulite-free, you can’t seem to get enough of me. You always f*ck me at least ten times a day! But now!”

Diana covers her face and cries on her hands. It’s true that I only claimed her twice last night but she forgot to mention that I also devoured her quite a few times during the day. I know she’s only acting but the fact that she’s really good at shedding tears, it still pains my heart. I sigh and lock the door before climbing back to bed.

“Alright, just a quickie.” I concede, pushing her down the bed.

I cover her lips with a kiss, catching her smiling devilishly with her triumph. Huh! Such a bitch! But this horny little brat is the love of my life and I’d do anything just to make her smile. Although I told her it’s just a quickie, I really can’t do the ten-minute record.

The pressure to orgasm fast stresses me so much that makes it even harder to cum. When we finally reach orgasm thirty minutes later, I feel relaxed and reassured. We can now get down the living room for the opening gift ceremonies.

“Um, are you done?” Diana suddenly asks with a frown. “How dare you come and leaving me high and dry?”

“What?” I exclaim in disbelief. “I made sure you came before me. I even felt you shower around my dick!”

“Don’t be ridiculous! I havent come yet.”

“Ah, fuck!” I groan and start pumping inside her all over again.

The bitch is so annoying, getting more evil and learning new tricks every day! Just who the hell is teaching her these ridiculous things? The people in the villa are all on her side. I have no ally even my own father. They’re all bullying me. Wasn’t the six long years of waiting for my wife enough torture for me?

“Yes, my love! More! More! I love you more!”

Ah, forget it! To hear such words, I’d endure a lifetime of torture!

THE END