Eat My Cum Spaghetti

            Aiden wiped his wet hands on the towel hanging over the oven door handle and went back to mixing his home made sauce for spaghetti. It was his and Tatiana's 4th anniversary and he felt like they were already nose diving into a divorce. As his pale blue eyes looked up through long, blonde lashes he was disappointed but not surprised that she was late for dinner again. He set the burner for simmer, drained the noodles and pulled the garlic bread from the oven.

He was on his second glass of wine when he heard her keys jingle in the door, felt their humble home shake as she kicked the door closed. Her sharp heels clicked back and forth and whatever words she was saying were lost to the ticking of the clock that showed she was 2 hours late. Without saying a word, he stood and brought dinner to the small table for two.

The once tall candle was almost completely burnt out and as she rounded the corner she said, "I thought I told you not to cook. You just waste food and money when you cook? Don't you ever listen to me?" he dropped his head and sighed, his shoulders slumped and looked back up at her, his mouth open to say something when she spoke again. "What the hell is all of this Aiden? We don't need this fancy shit for dinner. Jesus we're trying to save our money so we can move out of this shit hole!"

Maybe it was her attitude, or the way he remembered how carefree and wild she used to be, or the fact that even if she may not see it, he was still madly in love with her. He couldn't tell anymore if she felt the same but in that moment he finally snapped. “

“Do you even know what day it is Tia? Do you ever stop trying to be something your not? Do you even give a fuck about me anymore?!” She tried to look appalled by his accusations.

"Of course I care about you! Why would you..."

He cut her off, “Four years Tia, four years today.” He closed the distance between them, his tall, muscled, frame invaded her space and when she tried to take a step back he grabbed her by the shoulders, resting his forehead to hers. “This was the day you made me the happiest man on earth... and it means nothing to you.” She cupped his face as she shook her head, pulling back to see his face.

"Aiden that's not true. Baby, look at me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to forget, I've just been so..." again he cut her off.

“Busy. You're always busy Tia.”

She tried to pull him back as he took a step away and when he wouldn't stop; she begged. "Tell me what you want me to do! Please Aiden, I love you! I'll do anything you ask!" Damn her... Damn her for knowing he could never say no to her. He looked at the cold meal and an idea came to him. He couldn't even remember the last time they had sex. His cock began to swell at the thought of having his way with her, even if he didn't last, he needed to touch his wife again

“Anything?” She nodded and he could see her back tense, like she wanted to take it back but she knew she couldn't back down now. The woman was too proud and damn if she didn't owe him something. He didn't wait after seeing her nod. Once more he closed the distance, pressed his hard cock against her belly as he pulled her against his body and growled in her ear, “You'll do everything I say so you never forget this day again.”

A ragged breath escaped her, already her eyelids were growing heavy with lust and before she knew what was happening he had her spun around, her hips pressed against the sturdy little table, her breast pressed firmly against the table top. "Aiden what are...” He spanked her, hard to stop her words. She cried out, hissing from the sting and tried to stand up but he pushed her back down, his palm at the center of her back and smacked her other ass cheek equally hard. "Goddamn it Aiden! That hurts!" he pressed his dick at the swell of her heart shaped ass as he leaned over her.

“Come on now baby, you use to like it when I spanked you for being a bad girl.” Her shiver was immediate and he smirked over her shoulder, biting her neck not so softly and worked his jeans open with one hand, pushing them down to his ankles.

He hiked up her skirt and rubbed her pussy with the pads of his fingers until her thong was soaked with her juices. He waited until she was begging him for more, when he was at the point where HE couldn't take it anymore. He ripped the flimsy material away, heard her gasp and slap at the table when he pressed the head of his cock at her entrance. He fisted his hand in her hair and pulled her head and upper body back up off the table so he could growl in her ear as he pulled the tip of his cock in and out, teasing her tight cunt. “You want my dick in you baby? You'll have to beg harder for it.” And she did beg, pleaded and even offered to do anything for him all over again. “That's my girl...”

As she whispered one more ‘Please’ his cock filled her in one forced motion. He growled loudly at how tight she was and she cried out in turn, “Fuck Tia!” He didn't hold back then, she was already slick and her pussy juice was starting to flow as his massive cock began to slam into her. He reached around to grip her neck, choking her just enough so she could breathe but enough to keep her where he wanted her. His other hand reached down to rub her clit in tight, fast circles. Her little grunts came with each hard, deep thrust and it made his cock twitch almost painfully inside her. He bit the side of her neck again and felt her go completely limp in his arms. He used his grip on her neck to turn her face towards him and plunged his tongue into her mouth. There was a rhythm to the way his cock and tongue invaded her body and the more she moaned into his mouth the harder and faster both muscles worked to turn those moans into screams.

She pulled away from his mouth and pressed her forehead to the table, her knuckles turning white where she held onto the table and screamed her pleasure. He could feel the walls of her needing cunt tighten and expand with her orgasm and he pulled both hands back to bring them down hard against her perfect ass. It stung them both but it made her scream his name, her head thrown back, the curve of her back arched as she continued to cum in one long stream of orgasms. He held her around her waist, choked her again and doubled his speed as he fucked her. His balls tightened and heat began to pool at the base of his cock.

His rhythm faltered and she gasped, "Aiden, we don’t have a condom."

He had forgotten that until just then. With a final grunt he pulled out and reached for the plate that had been next to her face the entire time. He came all over the spaghetti with thick ribbons of his seed, roaring as he jerked the last of it onto the pate. He wiped the tip of his cock on the edge to catch the very last drop and set it down where it had come from. He grabbed her by the waist and sat her down in her chair, kissed her long and hard as he pulled the spaghetti closer to her.

“You said you would do anything...” he couldn't read the look on her face and whatever she was thinking, he didn't care, “So eat my cum spaghetti.” With her cheeks still flush from her fucking, she nodded once. She placed her napkin in her lap; picked up her fork, and as she looked into his eyes, took a bite.