Chapter 316: Her Husband is just Right Below Us ll

I kept my chest pressed against Lyra’s back, both of us standing naked in front of the large cabin window. My hard dick was still buried deep inside her pussy as we looked down at the deck below. The afternoon sun made everything outside look bright and cheerful.

"That’s your husband right?" I asked quietly, looking over her shoulder at the group of men in suits.

"Yeahh..." Lyra breathed out. She quickly brought one hand up to cover her mouth. She stood completely naked, her body trembling slightly, with my dick still inside her. Her big tits were pressed flat against the cool glass, and her legs felt a little weak.

"What should we do?" she whispered, sounding a little confused and nervous. "What if he sees us?"

I couldn’t help but smirk. A little bit of evil teasing rose up inside me. Instead of pulling out or hiding, I leaned closer and kissed the side of her neck softly.

"Then he will see his wife having the best moments of her life," I whispered against her skin.

I started thrusting my hips again, sliding my dick in and out of her slowly at first. Lyra’s eyes widened.

"Ahh..." she moaned, pressing her hand tighter over her mouth to muffle the sound.

"Ahh baby, your pussy just got so tight now," I said with a smirk. I gave her round ass a firm slap, the sound echoing lightly in the cabin.

"Ahh... ahhh... ahhh..." Lyra moaned with every thrust. Her big tits jiggled and stayed squished against the glass while her whole body jerked forward each time I pushed deep inside her.

"Is this because of your husband?" I teased, laughing softly. "You just got even more wet, haha..."

I started ramping up my pace, fucking her faster and harder. My hips slapped against her ass loudly now as I drove my dick into her again and again.

"Ahmm... ahh... wai- this is too much... Fuck," Lyra moaned. A curved, pleasure-filled smile stayed on her lips even as she tried to hold her breath so she wouldn’t moan too loudly.

I wasn’t having any of that.

"Give your hand here, bitch!" I growled.

I grabbed both of her wrists and pulled them back behind her, holding them like a clutch. With her arms pinned, I started fucking her even harder, my hips moving fast and deep.

"Ahhh! Ahhh... ahh..." Lyra moaned wildly now. She couldn’t hold back anymore. Her eyes started rolling back in pleasure as her body shook with every powerful thrust. Her pussy clenched tightly around my dick, getting wetter with every second.

Down below on the deck, her husband was still standing with his business friends, laughing and sipping champagne, completely unaware that just above him, his wife was getting fucked hard against the window, moaning my name while her body trembled in pleasure.

The contrast made everything feel even hotter. Lyra’s moans grew louder and more desperate as I kept pounding into her from behind, her tits bouncing against the glass and her legs shaking.

I leaned forward again, breathing hotly against her ear while still thrusting deep inside her.

"Look at him down there, baby... and feel how hard I’m fucking you right now."

Lyra could only moan in response, her voice breaking as another wave of pleasure washed over her.

"Fuck... this is too much..." Lyra moaned hard, her voice shaky as she stared down through the window and her whole body jolted forward every time I thrust into her from behind.

The loud *slap-slap-slap* sound of my hips hitting her ass filled the quiet cabin. Her big tits jiggled and bounced under her with every powerful stroke, but I didn’t slow down. I kept thrusting deep and fast, enjoying how wet and tight she felt around my dick.

"This is a lot more fun, lol," I said with a grin. I finally let go of her wrists and slid my hands down to her hips. "Let’s make it even more thrilling."

"Ehh, what do you mean—" Lyra started to ask, still breathing heavily.

Before she could finish, I grabbed the back of her thighs and lifted her up from behind. I held her legs wide open, her back pressed against my chest. Her naked body was now completely lifted off the ground, fully on display against the large window. If anyone on the deck below looked up at the right angle, they would see Lyra completely naked, legs spread, getting fucked in mid-air.

"Now let’s fuck like this," I groaned, smirking as I adjusted my grip.

"Such a mother fucker you are!" Lyra said, her face turning bright red with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

"Hehe..." I giggled, clearly enjoying her reaction.

"But I don’t think I mind this quirkiness of yours..." she added softly. She looked down at her husband standing among the businessmen on the deck, then reached one hand down between her legs. She grabbed my hard dick, lined it up with her dripping pussy, and helped guide me back inside her.

"Hehe, that’s my girl, baby! Arghh!" I groaned loudly as I pushed upward, sliding deep into her again.

"Ahhh... ahh..." Lyra moaned, quickly covering her mouth with both hands to try and stay quiet. Her eyes were watery with tears of pleasure, her face completely flushed red, but a naughty little smirk stayed on her lips the whole time.

I held her up easily, her legs spread wide in my strong hands, and started thrusting upward into her. Each upward stroke made her body bounce in my arms. Her big tits jiggled freely in the air while her pussy took every inch of me. The position made everything feel deeper and more intense.

Down below, her husband was still casually talking and laughing with his friends, sipping champagne like nothing was happening. He had no idea his wife was being fucked hard just above him, completely naked and moaning in pleasure.

I kept bouncing Lyra on my dick, groaning with every thrust. The ship’s gentle rocking added to the rhythm, making the whole thing feel even wilder.