Aphrodisiac in a Glass

The heat at the dacha was so brutal even the mosquitoes were too lazy to buzz. Lena and I were sprawled out on the wide veranda of our friends' place, who'd already called it a night. After three weeks of cold-war silence at home, this was the first time in forever I let myself actually look at her. Her thin tank top was clinging to her tits, nipples poking through the fabric, and when she reached for her glass, her tiny shorts rode up, showing off that tanned skin on her thighs. I felt my dick start to stiffen in my pants immediately.

"Truth or dare?" she asked with a sly grin, twirling her empty glass between her fingers. Her eyes were glossy from the wine.

"Dare," I said, not looking away from her mouth.

Lena leaned in closer. Her fingers slid across my knee, crept higher, gave my thigh a little squeeze.

"Then drink this," she said, pulling a small bottle of clear liquid from her pocket. "The friends left it. They say it's an aphrodisiac. Strong. I wanna watch you squirm."

I laughed, but I took the bottle. The smell was sweet, with a hint of cinnamon and something spicy.

"You serious? Trying to poison me after our fight?"

"Not poison. Wake you up," she whispered, running her tongue along her bottom lip. "Or are you scared, hubby?"

I knocked it back in one shot. The liquid burned my throat and almost immediately spread a warmth through my gut, then lower. Within a minute, my cock was swelling so hard I couldn't help but curse.

"Fuck... Lena, what the hell is this?"

She laughed, but her voice was already shaky.

"Truth or dare?" I asked now, feeling the heat climbing my spine.

"Dare," she breathed, spreading her knees on the chair.

I didn't wait. I stood, walked over, and yanked her against me. The kiss was greedy, wet, tongues tangling. My hands dove under her tank top, grabbing her heavy tits, fingers pinching her hard nipples. Lena moaned into my mouth.

"Get everything off me... fast," she whispered, already tugging at my shorts.

My cock sprang free—thick, throbbing, the head slick with pre-cum. The aphrodisiac was working overtime: I could feel every vein, every heartbeat in the shaft. Lena wrapped her hand around it, dragged her tongue all the way up the underside.

"Mmm, so hot... and so hard," she said, locking eyes with me. "You want me to suck it?"

"Yeah, get it in your mouth," I growled, threading my fingers through her hair.

She parted her lips and swallowed me deep, all the way to the back of her throat. Saliva ran down her chin, she was slurping and smacking, speeding up then slowing down. I fucked her mouth, gripping her head, while she stared up at me with watery eyes and moaned around my dick.

"Enough... I'm gonna come if you don't stop," I gasped.

Lena released me with a wet pop and stood up. She peeled off her tank, shorts, and panties in one motion. Her pussy was already soaked, shiny drops running down her inner thigh.

"Fuck me on the table," she said, climbing onto the wooden surface and spreading her legs. "I want to feel you deep."

I slammed into her with one hard thrust. Her cunt was hot, tight, and so wet it felt like my cock was on fire. Lena arched her back, digging her nails into my shoulders.

"Oh god... deeper! Fuck me harder!"

I pounded into her rough, the table groaning beneath us. Every thrust made her tits bounce. I leaned down, took a nipple in my mouth, sucked hard. Lena screamed, her walls starting to pulse around me.

"I'm gonna... fuck, I'm coming!" She shook all over, nails raking down my back.

I didn't stop. I pulled out, flipped her over on her hands and knees right on the table. Her tight ass was right there in front of me. I spit on my hand, slicked up her hole, and pushed into her ass slow but steady.

"Ahhh... slow at first..." she whimpered, but she was already grinding her hips back.

The aphrodisiac wouldn't let me ease up for a second. I fucked her ass faster and faster, my balls slapping against her wet pussy. Lena wasn't talking anymore—just moaning and cursing through her teeth.

"Come inside me... please... give me every drop," she begged.

I couldn't hold back. Hot ropes of cum burst deep in her ass. I was growling, still thrusting until the last shot was spent. Lena came a second time, her pussy squirting all over my thighs, her body convulsing.

We collapsed onto the bench, gasping for air. Her head rested on my chest, her fingers lazily stroking my still-hard cock.

"You know what?" she said hoarsely, smiling. "Tomorrow we're buying another bottle. And no more fights."

I laughed, kissed the top of her head, and thought that the aphrodisiac had probably just saved our marriage.