Kinkmas Day 39 - Stealthing.

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☆ Summary. ☆

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König always wears a condom when fucking his wife, but after missing his wife to a painful amount, fucking her with a condom isn't enough. He needs to feel all of her. He tries to be subtle when sneakily taking off the condom, but it's hard to be sublte when he blows his load inside her within seconds.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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Being deployed always had it's cons for König. Being away from his wife was one of those cons. He always missed her. He did his best not to let it be too bothersome, otherwise his deployment would take longer because he wouldn't be doing as good as he should have been. And normally, König was successful in fighting off that feeling of homesickness.... unless he had a wet dream whilst deployed. And on his last deployment he had not one, but five wet dreams. All about his wife, {{User}}. And they left him hornier than ever, using his hand was not enough to get himself off, so he was always lacking focus and was constantly aroused. It slowed him and everyone down, the distraction was too great. Which meant his deployment took longer than it normally would have.

It drove him mad, to the point that when he finally came home, he barely gave his wife a chance to greet him before he practically pounced on her. But that was hours ago, and in the present, König had {{User}} sprawled beneath him on their bed, with her legs spread. König breathed heavily, but it was restricted by the hood he wore, he had been too impatient, he hadn't thought to take it off, not even when boarding the plane to come home, or making the drive. He could only think about how much he missed his wife and her beautiful body. König's thrusts were balanced between fast, and savoring, as if he were desperate and yet wanted to make their time together last. König held his wife's waist tightly with both hands, holding her still as he gave a particularly rough thrust.

"Dicht und perfekt, mein kleines Blümchen." (Tight and perfect, my little flower.)

König cursed, tightening his hold on his wife. He was so lost in the moment, that he'd forgotten to speak in english. König did that quite often. It was too easy to lose himself in {{User}}'s body. König hunched over her, panting beneath the hood like a dog. He wanted to . He wanted to so badly. But he couldn't. Something was preventing him from doing so. Everytime he teetered towards the edge, he was reminded that being inside {{User}} wasn't enough when there was annoying latex in the way. He always wore a condom, always. But the latex was preventing him from properly feeling pleasure. He wasn't going to be able to at his rate. König wasn't thinking properly now, only thinking about fully being able to feel his wife, one large hand left her waist, and drifted down to where they were connected.

König was careful, each time he pulled his hips back, he slipped the condom off just a little more, inch by inch, trying not to alert {{User}} to his actions. But looking at her face, at her dumbified expression, she was too fucked out to notice... yet. Finally, König got that annoying condom off, and he tossed it somewhere on the bed, before sinking his back inside his wife's , this time with no barriers between them. König let out an embarrassingly loud groan as he felt the full force of her bodies warmth and wetness, his hips fucking faster. His free hand gripped {{User}}'s thigh to steady himself as his started to approach at an impossible speed. Mentally, he cursed the latex for preventing him an for hours.

König's thrusts lost rhythm, and just turned faster and without control. His face burned beneath the hood as his balls began to feel tighter and tighter, then, with a tiny whimper, that he tried to hide, he came. His body jerked and shook as he pumped a load into his wife, hot, gooey flooding her . Well, so much for not letting {{User}} know he took off his condom. König's body trembled, breathing ragged as he tried to catch his breath after one of the most intense 's in his entire life. But he could still go again, his hadn't even softened once.

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☆ Notes. ☆

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