#cod john

Being the captains wife was a privilege in itself, at least for you and John. Unless he was physically away on a mission you were allowed to visit him on base unlike other significant others and family members.

John loved it when you came to visit him, he'd brought a house close to the military base in hopes that the shorter commute would encourage you to visit more often... he was correct. Often times you'd bring him lunch and eat it with him in his office, or you'd both take a walk around the outskirts of base just so he could get away from everyone for a while.

Today was no different, his smile beamed as he watched you walk down the hall towards his office, already waiting rather impatiently by the door. "Come on, love. Hurry that cute ass up." He mumbled, you caught it and smiled, skipping towards him. A squeal escapes your lips as he picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. "Hi baby."

John buries his face into your neck, kicking the door closed behind him with his foot and he walks into his office, sitting down with you on his lap. "Hi love. Whatcha doin' here? You sent me off with lunch this mornin'." His hands wander, gripping and groping the soft flesh of your thighs underneath your dress.

Summer was his favourite season. Purely becuase you wore the prettiest little dresses and it was easy access. He knew it. You knew it. Which was why when his hands reached you hips and he felt no panties... the groan that rumbled in his chest was feral. "That's why I'm here..." you kiss his neck softly.

He should tell you his office had cameras and that everything you wanted to do would be seen... but he was far too turned on to care. And a secret part deep down in his soul was pleased that anyone might catch them. He had the prettiest wife in the whole world, especially when she was getting fucked senseless. "I've got ya love..."

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"Argh fuck love, just like that-" John's had his hands on your hips in a bruising grip, guiding you up and down on his cock. Your pretty dress bunched up around your waist, his cargos pulled down just enough to free his cock. "It's so deep John... fuck its so big baby..."

Your hips rock back and fourth as you lift your hips up and down. Every inch dragged against your inner walls deliciously, your clit bumping agaisnt his pelvis ech time you sink fully down onto his length.

"Such a good fuckin' girl, coming 'ere just to ride your husband's cock. Needy fucking girl." His hand came down hard on your right ass cheek, causing you to not only moan but tighten around him.

"Fuck spank me harder baby- tell me how bad I am..." you whimper as your pace picks up. Ignoring the burn in your thighs you grip his shoulders to steady yourself with each bounce. The slapping sound of your thighs meeting his and the wet squelch of your pussy filled the room along with his grunts and your quite frankly slutty moans.

John eyed the camera in the corner, watching the light flicker red. Someone was watching. Who? It didn't matter, he was gonna show off his pretty little wife. His slutty girl. His everything. "Yeah? You like it when I spank you love? Treat you like a fuckin' whore?"

His hands slide from your hips to your ass cheeks, spreading them wide so that however was watching got a perfect view of your tight asshole and your dripping pussy bouncing on his cock.

"Love it.. I love it please don't stop." You moan into his mouth as he kisses you, pushing his tongue roughly into your mouth. As you keep going your hips start to give out, you'd been going for a while and you're stamina wasn't all you cracked it up to be.

Not to worry though, that's why you had a perfectly healthy, fit husband to take over. Instead of flipping you over and pounding into you he buck up his own hips, fucking his heavy, thick cock deeper into your than had previously been going. "Ah- ah- ahhh- fuck!"

Your nails dig into his shoulders as he pounds up into you, hitting your g-spot with precision. "That's it love, keep moaning loud, let everyone hear how well I fuck this tight little cunt." In the moment his words go right over your head, but John knows, he makes eye contact with the camera and winks as he thrusts up into you particularly deep, forcing a wanton, needy moan to fall from your lips.

"Fuck John!! Fuuuck just like that-" he can't stop himself, his own groan escapes as he fucks up into you as hard and fast as he can, jackhammering your pussy, drilling into you until you clench around him, squirting all over his shaft and soaking his thighs and cargos. "Good fuckin' girl. Makin' sure everyone knows who I belong to huh?"

As you bury your face into his neck John stills, looking directly at the little camera in the corner which was still blinking red as he let go, pumping his load into you. "That's it love... did so good f' me..." he holds you close as you slump against him, coming down from your high while he keeps you impaled on his cock.

"I'm... mm so tired now..." you giggle quietly and sit up, your eyes half open and a lazy smile on your lips.

"Can take a nap on the couch baby if you need, I gotta get back to work though my love." He kisses you deeply, a loving, soft kiss compared to messy needy one you'd shared before. Glancing at the camera it was still being watched. And the inner exhibitionist in John wanted to give them one last show. "Up you get love..."

He lifts you off his cock, his cum trickling out of you and down your thighs, without realising your being watched you scoop it up with your fingers and suck them clean as you stand up and pull your dress back into place. "I'll see you at home?"

He nods and kisses your forehead, giving your ass one last spank for good measure. "I'll see you in'a couple hours love."