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Naughty in Lockdown

Published April 8, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

Trapped in my home. In the middle of nowhere, surrounded by lush green fields and dark wintery days. The occasional bird flies past. A few cows moo in their paddock while my two horses canter around their field flicking their heads and tails, enjoying the freedom.

Meanwhile, I’m laying on my bed in my sexy red silk lingerie. My corset tightly hugging my breasts, pushing them up against the lacy edge. The black ribbon fastens shivering as goosebumps move over my body, my need increasing. I look down my body, admiring the matching red silk thong, getting damper by the minute. The garter belt holding up my black stockings.
“Please,” I muttered, pulling on my soft cuffs on my wrists, attached to the top bedrails. My two lovers watch on, one licking his lips in anticipation as I strain against the cuffs, my back arching, my breasts pushed out, the nipples tight and hard, waiting…no wanting to be devoured.
“What do you want, Chloe?”
Mace’s soft, deep voice makes my pussy clench.
“You,” I whisper.
Pieter takes hold of my left foot, trailing his thick, coarse finger over the bottom of my foot, making me jerk back and glare. He knows I hate having my feet touched. He begins to massage my foot, soothing me. Mace takes my other foot, sitting on the edge of the bottom of the bed, his lips turning into a smirk.
“Do you want Pieter as well?”
“Yes. Both of you,” I whimper as their fingers trail up my legs towards my heat.
“You have to earn both of us, sweetheart.”
“Anything,” I hiss as Mace’s soft fingers touch my naked flash, undoing the snaps. I hiss again as Pieter’s coarse fingers scrape over my soft flesh, my hips jerking in anticipation.
“Anything,” murmurs Pieter, his smile growing as the snaps open. My lovers’ role my stockings off my legs, the feel of their fingers so different.
Mace had long soft fingers which stroked my skin aflame every time he touched. Gently he lifted my foot, nibbling my toes. I squealed as his wet tongue laved my toes, sucking them into his mouth while his eyes watched my reaction. I felt my pussy clench and pulse and bit my lips.
Pieter threw my stocking over his shoulder and began to kiss my other foot, making his way up my leg until he was kissing the inside of my left thigh. I shivered watching him inhale my scent.
“She’s wet for us, Mace.”
“She always is,” he chuckled.
“I love her scent,” Pieter’s nose touched my thong.
If I’d been free, I wouldn’t have grabbed his hair and pulled his delicious mouth against my mound. Instead, I whimpered while he placed a hot kiss on my thong over my mound heading for my navel, his tongue curling around my navel ring. My hips jerked, making him smirk and press his hands down on my hips.
Mace moved up my right leg laving his tongue along my soft skin, lapping like a cat does her milk. My toes curled, another whimper of pleasure breaking free. He nuzzled my pussy, inhaling my scent before licking over my silk thong.
“Mace,” I gasped. “Please.”
“Not yet, sweetheart. I’m enjoying the moment,” he bit the inside of her thigh.
“Mace,” I squealed. “Pieter,” I huffed out as he began to undo the ribbons on my corset, kissing each spot while Mace continued to nibble on my thighs making me squirm.
My boys stepped off the bed, looking down at me.
“Tut, tut. Far too much wriggling,” he flicked his eyes to Pieter, “don’t you think, Pieter?”
“Yes.” A slow smiled, started to curl his lips upwards.
“Should we cuff her ankles?”
Excellent idea,” he chuckled, taking hold of one of my legs.
“No,” I glared.
“Come on, baby. We’ll make sure it’ll be fun for you.”
“I’ll only agree if you strip down to your boxers,” I glared, licking my lips in anticipation.
They looked at each other. “Why the hell not,” growled Mace.
Both removed their t-shirts. God, they were hot. Solid muscular men with six abs apiece, a trail down the middle of their chests snaking down under their jeans. Mace’s skin was a dark olive tone from his Greek heritage. His short black hair and stubble had me weak-kneed the first time we met.
I turned my gaze to Pieter. He was taller than Mace by about two inches. Dark brown hair with reddish tints and emerald green eyes. He was a local, born in Wales with a family name from Europe. His toned body was a few shades darker than usual from working on my small farm. Fabulous abs made me bite my lips, though he didn’t have as much chest hair as Mace.
“You like,” Pieter smirked.
“Show me more,” I murmured.
They unbuttoned their jeans, pushing them slowly to the floor. My pussy clenched at the sight of their throbbing dicks, growing and stretching the material of their boxers. Mace’s dick peeked out of the top. I licked my lips again, my needs growing.
Gently they took and ankle each and restrained them with silk scarfs to the lower rails. I was now flat on my back and spread wide.
“Who’s going first,” I grinned.
“We’re going together, Chloe,” said Pieter, kneeling between my legs.
“W-what?”
“We’re going to make love to you together. Make you scream our names while we give you multi orgasms.”
“I’m not sure…” my eyes widened as Pieter knelt between my legs, snapping my red silk thong on both sides and tossing it over his shoulder. The fresh air made me shiver as their eyes landed on my pussy with its Brazilian curls.
“Beautiful,” said Mace, who leant over stroking my curls with his finger, sliding between my pussy lips until he pinched my clit, making my hips jerk. “I’m going to suck your nipples while Pieter takes you on a wild ride.” Kneeling beside me, he opened the rest of the ribbons, releasing my plump breasts and pulling my corset from under my body. Now I was totally naked. Their eyes devoured me.
“Gorgeous,” muttered Pieter leaning forward his fingers, opening my pussy lips. “Lush and so damn wet for us.”
Mace cupped my breasts, massaging gently while Pieter crouched, licking me from ass to clit, swirling his tongue around my clit and back again, with slow, languid strokes.
Mace began to lave my nipples, making them hard and sensitive. I whimpered when he tugged each one, stretching them out and releasing over and over again. I pushed my pussy against Pieter’s face. He held my hips down.
“Naughty woman,” he smirked and penetrated me hard and fast with his long tongue making me squeal and clench, my juice soaking his tongue to my opening.
“God, please,” I begged.
They both backed off grinning to each other.
“We like teasing you,” Pieter said. They swapped places. Mace picked up a butt plug and my favourite wooden phallus and sat between my legs. Pieter lifted my hips, putting a pillow under them, tilting my hips.
“Where are your nipple rings, Chloe?”
“Jewellery box on my dressing table. Lube, in the top drawer. Please…” I sighed as Mace pushed the broad tip of the wooden phallus inside my sheath, stretching me open.
“Looking fantastic,” he rolled the phallus while Pieter returned with the items he wanted and knelt beside me.
Pieter passed the lube to Mace, who coated the butt plug. H spread my cheeks apart, wiping some on my ass, pushing his finger inside to coat my walls.
“I want your dick, Mace,” I whined.
“Soon, baby.”
Pieter attached my nipple rings as Mace thrust the butt plug inside me making me moan, my ass accepting the short, medium plug.
“You took that so easy, Chloe.”
“Yeah,” I smirked, getting comfy. My sudden squeal had them both laughing. “What the hell?”
I looked at my breasts. Pieter had attached a chain to each ring and linked them tugging my nipples taut. I breathed carefully while he massaged the pain away. My pussy clenched the head of the phallus, my hips jerking.
“Stunning,” Pieter murmured and attached a weighted ball making my breath hiss out as it tugged my nipples in a different direction.
“Damn,” I moaned. “Please Mace, fuck me.” Instead, he pushed the phallus deeper and tugged my clit, making me groan. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Mace removed his tight black boxers, his long hard dick jumped. I licked my lips.
“You want to taste?” he smirked, taking hold of his dick, stroking it slowly letting beads of pre-cum drip on my pussy curls.
“Yes,” I muttered.
“Well, you can’t,” he laughed.
Pieter leant forward, licking the tip of Mace’s dick, closing his eyes in bliss. My eyes widened in shock. He slid his mouth over the engorged head, sucking while I watched Mace’s eyes close, his back arching.
“You taste amazing, Mace,” he murmured and pushed down the throbbing shaft as Mace continued to stroke from the base. Pieter cupped Mace’s balls, and my pussy clenched hard around the wooden phallus.
“Give him to me, Pieter,” I begged.
“What you going to give me in return?”
“Anything you want,” I gasped as Mace withdrew from Pieter’s mouth, removed the wooden phallus and slammed to my core so hard my hips lifted, taking him deeper and making me scream. The weighted ball rolled with my movement making my scream turn to whimpers. “Fuck,” I finally wailed. “You’re huge.”
“Only for you, Chloe.”
Mace began to stroke in and out of me. He felt fantastic sliding past my muscles, so hard and thick. I turned to watch Pieter who’d removed his boxers and began to stroke his dick in time to Mace’s strokes.
“You feel amazing,” Chloe, “nice, tight and hot.” He lifted me higher. Pieter put another pillow under my hips while Mace continued to thrust, moving faster.
“Harder,” I moaned. “Do me hard, Mace,” His pace picked up, my muscles tightened around him, and he pulled out, leaving me panting.
“Noo…” I wailed.
They swapped places. Pieter wiped his dick up and down my pussy lips, teasing my clit while Mace straddled my stomach, pushing my breasts together, he began to fuck them, his tip hitting my lips. I heard a packed tear. Pieter donned a condom. I watched Mace fuck my breasts, opening my mouth to suck his dick anytime it came close enough. His sudden moan had me choking as his dick half-filled my mouth. My eyes widened when I realised Pieter was fucking Mace’s ass. He’d slid the wooden phallus back inside me, keeping me stretched open.
Pieter thrust hard, the weight moved, I squealed then sucked Mace’s dick as it went deeper and deeper, finally hitting the back of my throat. Pieter roared, his body shuddering as he finished and fell over Mace’s back, pushing Mace’s dick down my throat. They slowly rolled to their side, Mace’s dick gone, letting me breathe while they rested on my cuffed arm panting.
“What about me?”
“Soon darling,” smirked Pieter as he pulled out of Mace, tying and tossing the condom in the bin. “We’re going to take you hard and fast.”
Mace rolled off the bed, pulling on a condom he smacked Pieter’s ass, covering it with lube and spread him wide. Pieter moved to an angle so I could watch as Mace penetrated his hole. Pushing in inch by inch, Mace continually smacking Pieter’s ass until he gobbled up Mace’s covered dick.
“Fuck you’re hot, Pieter.”
“Always for you,” he moaned as Mace dragged his dick out and slammed back inside. My own body was aching with need as I watched Mace repeat his actions. A slow drag out and a hard slam back.
“Take me hard, Mace,” he groaned.
“Sure.”
Mace pounded Pieter finally releasing with a groan. Meanwhile, my body was super sensitive with need. Mace withdrew, tossing his condom away. They stood up, stroking their dicks again. Pieter was already hard and dripping.
“My turn,” I whimpered. “Please.”
Mac released my left ankle and wrist. Pieter did the other side.
“We’re going to fuck both holes, Chloe.”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“You sure you can cope, Chloe?”
“God, yes,” I moaned at the thought.
“Who do you…”
“I don’t care. Just do me, guys. I’m…”
Pieter lay on the bed, pulling me across his body. I rocked over his throbbing dick, lifting up I held his shaft, spreading his cum over his length. Mace removed the wooden phallus, and I pushed down Pieter’s shaft gasping at the stretch, ignoring the jerk as the weighted ball swung in time to my movements. He was thick and long, just not quite as much as Mace. I settled down his shaft rocking back and forth, circling my hips, making him hiss.
“Damn you feel good, Chloe,” he smiled, his hands on my hips guiding me. Pieter pulled me forward, taking my lips with his, kissing me deeply. “I love how you feel,” he murmured into my mouth.
A sharp smack had me jerking. I’d forgotten about Mace for a moment. Looking over my shoulder, he showed me my largest butt plug and grinned as my eyes widened. He removed my medium one and began to insert the big one. I whimpered, though Pieter’s thrusts took my thoughts away as we rocked together harder. Another slap on my ass and I knew the butt plug was in place. Mace strode up beside the bed, and I took him into my mouth, sucking and licking his shaft until he held my head gently and pushed down my throat, making me gag for a moment. In and out, they both used my body, building me higher. I clenched Pieter’s dick. Pieter nodded to Mace who pulled out of my mouth and climbed between Pieter’s legs. Pushing me forward, Pieter was soon kissing me and began to thrust harder. I felt the butt plug being removed. A rip of foil, I looked over my shoulder to see Mace roll another condom down his hard length. My eyes widened at his size. He stroked his hand up and down, pouring lube on. My ass cheeks spread and I felt his engorged head press against my ass hole. I squirmed as it slowly opened for him. Pieter thrust harder as Mace’s head stretched me wider. I gasped as his engorged head popped inside. Pieter slowed and held me in his arms while Mace began thrusting slowly and steadily deeper into my hole. I felt his balls swing between my legs and new I’d taken him all.
“Damn. I feel so full,” I moaned.
“I love the feel of your tight hole, Chole. Feeling Pieter’s dick throbbing with mine is fantastic. Now we’re going to love you hard.
“Yes,” I wailed as they both withdrew and slammed hard. “Oh my…” I whimpered as they got into rhythm. One in and one out. I moved with them, my body climbing back up, getting closer to climax when they pulled out again. I closed my eyes with a wailed which turned to a scream as they rolled me over, Mace removed his condom and slammed into my sheath, moments later Pieter slammed into my ass.
“Damn, Chole,” Pieter groaned as my ass muscles clenched his dick hard.
“Fuck,” moaned Mace.
“Fuck me hard,” I yelled.
Pieter began to move hard and fast, his hips hitting my buttocks, his balls slapping my pussy lips. I began to push down and back. Mace thrust up harder and faster, my muscles tightened, my back arched off Mace’s chest.
“I want in your sheath with Mace,” panted Pieter as he slowed his thrusts kicking the edge off my climax again.
“W-what?”
“I want inside your sheath with Mace,” he said again.
“I can’t take you both…”
“You’ll stretch to fit, sweetheart,” said Mace kissing me.
“You’re too big…”
“We’ll make it good for you,” Pieter, rubbed my back.
“If it hurts too much, we’ll stop.”
“I…I…ok…” I’d seen the lust for pleasure in their eyes.
Pieter withdrew tossing the condom in the bin. He pushed me forward, Mace held me gently, but firmly. I felt Pieter’s dick throbbing against my sheath. Mace moaned and rubbed my back, getting me to relax.
“You’ll be fine,” he whispered.
I felt a sting as my sheath stretched. It was uncomfortable as the second dick penetrated my sheath.
“Please…” I shuddered.
“Relax, darling,” Mace continued to stroke my back, taking my lips in a deep kiss while Pieter pressed forward. I heard him hiss, felt him move deeper still. His hands grabbed my hips tight as he slid the rest of the way inside me. Now I had two dicks in one hole. It felt tight and incredible. I lifted my head, breaking my kiss with Mace.
“Fuck,” I sighed as they both throbbed inside me. “Now what?”
“Now we move one at a time and make you scream,” smiled Mace.
They moved, and I whimpered until my body moved with them, taking them both, squeezing them both hard. My lovers moved harder, deeper and faster, slamming deep inside me, pushing me closer to the edge. I gasped and moaned, my body reacting to their penetrations, my nipples rubbing on Mace’s chest as my body climbed higher. I slammed against them as hard as they did me. I finally reached my peak, my muscled started to tighten. Mace and Pieter entered me in tandem, and I screamed my body, taking over the flames of climax, my muscles holding them both deep inside me. I milked their dicks as they groaned their release and spurted strings of cum until it was dripping out of me. I collapsed over Mace as Pieter collapsed on me before sliding out and off my body to my bed. Mace lifted me off him, and I snuggled into his chest with Pieter spooning my back. Sleep taking me quickly.

I woke to the sun dipping down. Sitting up, I saw my cats Mace and Pieter curled up in their true form. This was one of my best dreams. Though my body ached, I still wish it had been real rather than a fantasy. 

Sultry Sexcapades – Sexy Weekend at Home

Published November 11, 2019 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

I was standing in the kitchen an apron wrapped around my naked body when I felt his hands move over my curves. I nearly dropped my knife when his hands cupped my breasts tweaking my nipples.
“You do this on purpose?” he whispered in my ear, tugging the lobe with his teeth.
“What do you mean,” I bit my lip trying not to moan when his hands moved over my butt and between the cheeks.”
“I knew you did,” his hands slid down my thighs, spreading my legs apart slightly. I stilled in anticipation of his next move my breathing quickening. “So damn beautiful,” his tongue dipped through my pussy lips, licking me from clit to butt. “I love your taste.” I squirmed; his hands tightened on my hips as he moved quicker. I widened my legs further, inviting him in gasping loudly when his tongue pierced my sheath stroking over my g-spot. My whole body trembled with desire. My heart was racing, my hands clutching the counter for support when he pulled away, kissing up my back.
“What’s for dinner,” he turned me in his arms, kissing me deeply giving me a taste of myself.
“You’re a tease,” I giggled.
“Only as much of a tease as you are darling.”
“I thought we could have a naked night, cooking, cleaning, eating, etc.”
“Love the idea,” he moved me to the table, picking me up and sitting me on the edge, stepping between my legs.
“You need to take off all your clothes,” I whimpered, his fingers gliding under the apron and over my naked body.
“You need to take the apron off,” he smirked as he stepped back to remove his jeans and t-shirt.
“Don’t forget the boxers,” I licked my lips at his hidden hard length.
“Are you going to remove your apron?”
“I thought you’d like to,” my hands went to his hips, pushing his boxers down, they dropped to the floor as I curled one hand around his thick staff while he kicked his boxers away.
“Damn that feels so good,” I stroked him slowly, my other hand cupping his balls.
I was soon as naked as my husband, my nipples as hard as cherry pips. He picked up my legs making me squeal due to my balance. One hand behind me I continued to massage his balls. Meanwhile, my darling was stroking his dick up and down my pussy lips until he was satisfied, I was wet enough and pushed his tip inside. God, it felt sublime.
“I need more,” I whimpered. He dragged me closer to the edge of the table thrusting his dick to my core. “God,” I whimpered feeling the stretch of my muscles. “More,” the pressure built until his staff had totally disappeared. I felt so full, his throbbing dick making me wetter. I squeezed my muscles and smiled.
“Do that again,” he murmured jerking his hips making me mewl.
“Fuck me hard, darling.”
“Tell me when you’re ready to cum,” he kissed my lips trailed them down to my breasts where he suckled and bit my nipples increasing my desire. By the time he began to thrust in earnest I was hot and sweaty, my hands on his shoulders, moans and whimpers escaping my mouth as he ploughed me harder, deeper. I loved it. He lifted my feet to his shoulders, my hands dropped behind me on the table for better support. The changed position meant I could push up against him, our bodies started to slam together, our slick bodies sounding like someone was being smacked.
“Harder, darling.” The angle he was using increased my feelings, “please baby,” I whimpered, I’m so close.
“Fuck,” he muttered pushing faster and deeper, his tip scraped my g-spot.
“I’m cumming,” I wailed, my body tensing around his dick as he continued to pound me hard. “Oh god,” my muscles tightened further, my body felt like fireworks were about to go off. “Now, baby,” I screamed shuddering out of control as I let go watching the fireworks explode behind my eyes. I milked him for his cum, he roared out filling me to the brim, hips jerking gently against mine. My arms gave way, he gently lowered me back on the dining table, covering my body, nipping my hard nubs, then kissing my lips.
“I love you so much. This is a lovely surprise.”
“I thought you’d like it.” I bit my lips.
“What?”
“I booked us a trip away. A couples-only weekend, sexy public or private.” His body stilled though his dick seemed to like the idea as it grew inside me. “Learn more about ourselves and what we want from each other.”
“And all this?” he stood, though didn’t pull away.
“I thought on the nights we weren’t busy we could go naked, get comfortable.”
He thrust making me squeal in surprise.
“I like, though I thought it was my turn to surprise you?”
“You still can. All this week if we’re not going out and you can choose some things to do at the hotel, I thought you’d enjoy. It has a bed that turns and a mirror…harder,” I moaned as he began to fuck me again. He picked me up, my legs curled around his waist as he walked into the sunroom. Even though it was dark the garden lights lit the room, he opened the door walking outside, I squeaked in shock at his daring. His dick was now rock hard with his gentle thrusts as he walked to my favourite tree in our garden. I whimpered when he pulled out, my feet descended to the grass, I pouted with disappointment.
“Put your hands on the tree, darling.”
Desire rippled through me. I turned away from him holding on to the bark. He spread my legs, opening my crack and began to move my moisture to my butthole. I shivered. I’d enjoyed having him in my butt last time, though still preferred the normal way. Finally, he stood, his hands moving over my hips to my waist before cupping my breasts. His fingers tugged my nipples, his dick slid up and down my crack until he took one hand from my breast. ‘
“Please, baby.”
His dick moved through my pussy lips pushing into my sheath, though I moaned I was disappointed, I was sure he…Three thrusts and his dick was pushing at my sphincter opening it. Pain rippled for a moment then he was inside.
“This what you wanted my love?”
“Yes. Hard. Take me hard.”
He plunged the rest of the way inside my butt, I squeaked when his balls hit my clit knowing he was fully inside. Soon he was thrusting in and out steadily increasing his pace, his hands back on my nipples, pulling tugging taking us both higher, we both soon released, my cum dripping down my thighs as he filled my butthole to bursting.
“Fuck.” We slumped to the damp grass laughing in each other’s arms, the stars twinkling, the moon dipping behind some clouds. “We’d better go inside and shower, I’m hungry.”
“Well dinner will be late or we can order in. I’ve a few ideas about what we can use the vegetables for,” I smirked. Kissing deeply, he stood helping me to my feet before swinging me up into his arms.

Back inside he took us upstairs and straight into the double shower where we cleaned up and fucked again. I’m sure this was a record for us. Towelling off our bodies we dropped them into the dirty basket and went back downstairs. I sat on the couch while my darling shut the curtains, sitting down he pulled me into his arms, his hard dick swinging to and fro. Lifting me onto his lap he slid back inside me with a smile then picked up his phone to order our Chinese food. Something we adored. I lay against his chest rocking my hips back and forth, his occasional thrust making me push down closer. God, I loved this man so much, closing my eyes I rested, while we moved together in slow contentment.
“I love you,” I muttered.
“I love you more,” he nuzzled my neck, thrusting harder when the doorbell went. I mewled when he lifted me off then giggled wondering how he’d answer the door…nude or…nope he picked up my apron from earlier, opened the door, paid for the food and was soon back on the couch. We opened the containers sharing out the food.
“Back on my knee,” he lifted me up, this time his dick went back into my butt making me squeal as I settled against him full of his throbbing length, my back to him.
“How are you going to eat?”
“Pass me my container and a fork,” he thrust with each mouthful of food until I was panting, my own dinner laying forgotten on the table. His container now empty he put it on the side table pushing me forward of the coffee table he began to fuck my hole while a tried to enjoy my warm food, moaning and groaning between mouthfuls rocking gently. Finally, full of food, I pushed up looking over my shoulder where my husband had his eyes closed in bliss. I moved the coffee table, going down on the carpet, my butt up in the air, his knees fell to the floor and he began to pound my butt, his fingers slipping to my clit and nipples. Gasping I found myself pushing back, taking every inch. We came with quiet murmurs. He picked me up spooning me on the couch where we fell asleep.

The following morning, I woke to an empty bed, rolling to my back a squealed as something moved in my butt.
“What the hell?”
I rolled out of bed, bend over in front of the mirror to find a tail sticking out of my butt. A rabbit tail at that. Clenching my muscles, I soon realised he’d placed a butt plug inside me.
“I see you’ve found my treat for you this morning,” he grinned from the door, buck naked holding two hot drinks. He turned wriggling his butt. I gaped at him and his tail. Cute, I burst out laughing.
“Aren’t we cute,” we stood side by side at the mirror making out tails wag and sipping our coffee. “What’s the next treat then?”
“There is an attachment on mine. I’d like to wear one of your dick rings for the day or as long as I’m allowed to, then I want to fuck you to orgasm all day. I did get something for your clit and nipples.”
I moved back to the bed. “Show me!”
Opening the top drawer on his bedside table he took out two small boxes, sitting down beside me, he gave me the first one. Opening it my eyes sparkled.
“It’s gorgeous,” I took out the delicate butterfly clip out of the box balancing it on my hand, the gems shined in the sunlight. “Is this for my clit?”
“How did you know?”
“There’s only one, silly,” I nudged him on his arm
“You’re correct. You clip it to your clit and we can make it vibrate which should enhance your orgasms.”
I spread my legs opening my pussy lips, taking hold of my soft clit I opened the clip and closed it. “Shit,” I whimpered, “you could have warned me.”
“Like you did with the nipple clamps you used on me,” he laughed. Picking up the controller he pressed a button and the butterfly began to vibrate making me bite my lips.
“God, it feels so good,” I gasped when he turned the vibrations up making me mewl. “God,” I whimpered heat pooling between my legs. “You’ll have to fuck me if you carry on like this,” I squealed when he turned it harder, placing the remote beside him and dragged me on his knee impaling me on his throbbing dick. “Fuck,” I cried out rocking back and forth, hard and fast. I came screaming my muscles gripping him hard, he groaned and released, I felt his sperm cover my walls. My orgasm went on and on…until he turned off the remote and held me in his arms.
“Wow. That was amazing,” he said. Though I heard him I was still coming down from my high.
“Well it works,” I gulped in a deep breath. “What’s in the other box?”
“You sure you’re ready for this, sweetheart?”
“Well I wasn’t ready for that, and whatever is in the other box can’t be any worse.”
He passed me the box, I opened it to find two jewelled nipple clamps with an attached ball and chain. I lifted them out and noticed straight away that the small ball was weighted.
“The ball can be detached; the clamps are soft clamps and can be tightened as you get used to them.”
“Put them on me without the ball.”
“It’ll hurt as much as the clit butterfly.”
“I’ll manage.”
He sucked, bit and stretched my nipples before placing the clamp which bit into my sensitive nipple, I winced, though he kissed away the pain and did the other one.
“You look stunning,” our eyes connected.
“So, we having a naked day today?”
“Yes,” he held me gently kissing my lips.
“What’s in the last box?”
“What box,” he flushed.
I crossed my arms under my breasts and stared at him. “Oh, that box. Something for tonight. Now finish your coffee so we can go shower.”

I lay soaked with sweat on our couch when the doorbell rang. My hair was a mess and of course, neither of us had a stitch of clothing on.
“On a Sunday, really,” we muttered.
“Ignore it, they’ll go away,” and continued to make love to me, plunging deep and slow, taking our time after the intensity of last time.
The doorbell went again. I closed my eyes and ears to it. However, my darling ended up rolling off me when the visitor started banging on the door.
“Naked or…”
“Whatever you dare, darling. Try a towel just in case.”
Smirking he grabbed one of the damp towels and approaching the door when a fist banged on it again. Opening it he glared at the person on the doorstep.
“What the hell is your problem? You do realise it’s Sunday!”
“Did you forget your meeting today,” the woman snarled shoving past him into the house.
“Get the hell out of my house Missy,” I squealed pulling a blanket over my naked body.
“Interesting, a man in a towel, woman naked. I’m sure the boss will be…”
“You leave my personal life out of my working life or you’ll regret you ever stepped foot in my home. Now get the fuck out.”
Missy tossed a padded envelope to him; it hit his chest and fell to the floor. “Fuck you,” she muttered and left slamming the door behind her.
“Who the hell was that?” I said. “and what meeting did you miss?”
“I haven’t missed any meetings. I made sure this weekend was clear so we could spend time together. If she organised something behind my back then that’s her problem.” He picked up the envelope placing it on the table with a sigh as he sat down beside me.
“You going to open it?”
“Thought I’d finish making love to you first.”
“I want you to open it and get it sorted. We can play later. I’m going to make a drink.” I heard him swear, by the time I returned his head was in his hands. “Tell me,” I placed his coffee in front of him.
“I need a whiskey,” he muttered. “Missy is about to be fired by me for mismanaging my schedule and sending incorrect information to clients and my boss. That is if I’m not fired first.” He scowled at his drink.
“I suppose we’d better get…”
“Hell no. I want to fuck you while I’m talking to my boss and clients.”
“Not losing your weekend after all.”
“You got that right. Now come here darling and sit on my…”
“I’d like to suck him instead. Let’s see how hard you can concentrate.”
“Deal, sweetheart.”

I got his phone from the office passing it to him then slipped my mouth over his dick, his fingers curled into my hair, slowly pushing my mouth down his length.
“Afternoon sir.”
“Where the hell were you this morning and what the hell have you done. We can’t afford to lose clients like this.”
“If you’ll let me get a word…” he bit his lip as I sucked harder… “in, I’ll sort out the clients. As for the meeting. It wasn’t on my schedule due to the fact it was my weekend off. You can check with Human Resources about that. I’m also firing my PA, Missy. She’s made a mess of everything.”
“You’re blaming my niece for…”
“Stop right there. First, I had no idea she’s your niece. Secondly, I can prove she messed up big time. You know I do good w…” he took a deep breath trying hard not to moan. “work and always have.”
“True,” he grumbled.
“I’ll be contacting clients after I’m sure you know I’m not at fault.”
“I’ll contact you in an hour and let you know what I’ve found,” he snapped, still not happy. “Email me proof.” He closed the call.
“Fuck,” he thrust fast in my mouth cumming hard watching me drink him down and lick my lips, enjoying his yummy flavours.
“Well you managed the phone call,” I giggled, sitting back on my haunches. “What’s next.”
“I need to collect the information from my office and go through this file Missy my ex PA dropped off.”
“You’re really going to fire her?”
“Hell yes. I’m sure she’s after my job. I’ve been collecting evidence for a month now. Idiot girl.”
“What about our privacy?”
“I’ll sue her if she even tries. I don’t want you hurt, darling.”
“I can give as good as I get, don’t worry,” I laughed.
“You sure give good,” he smirked. “I’ll be taking care of you later this afternoon, you’d better get prepared for a long, hard shaft to be inserted into…now which hole will I use…” he walked into his office butt naked and closed the door while my body thrummed with desire.
“Damn you,” I muttered. “I’ll show you,” I giggled going up the stairs two at a time.

I shaved every part of my body where most women decide hair shouldn’t be. Underarms, legs and of course my pussy. All I left was a narrow strip on my mons…I can’t remember what fashionable people call them these days and didn’t really care. I clipped on my nipple clamps wincing as pain radiated through my body. I attached the chain and ball nestling them inside the red corset top I’d bought during the week. Next, I brushed my long dark hair letting its wavy length swish over my back. I left the thong off and removed my rabbit tail butt plug.
Biting my lips, I made my decision and opened his bedside table drawer taking out the last box. Opening it my eyes wide I realised what it was straight away. I wasn’t sure I could insert the plug. It was huge though very soft. Deciding to try, I picked it out of the box moving over to a wooden chair. Pressing some sticky tape on the chair I pressed the plug down turning around so the chair and my butt faced the full-length mirror I took a deep breath opening my crack, seeing my hole was already bigger from the rabbit tail plug. Down I went, my butt finally touching the plug when I pushed hard. Whimpering, my sphincter opened wider, the plug entering my hole. Biting my lips hard I lowered my body down taking more inside until my butt was touching the chair. My fists released, my fingers holding on to the back of the chair, plunging down the last inch or so. I whimpered again rocking back and forth for a moment to settle it deeper. Letting go of the back of the chair I pushed my hands under my butt lifting the plug off the sticky tape and slowly standing up. I bent over beside the chair looking at my butt in the full-length mirror and smiled. My back hole was wide open, perfect for my husband’s dick and maybe…one day we’d do a threesome. Straightening up again I removed the sticky tape and sat back on the chair pressing the plug as deep as it would go.
Last but not least I slid my feet in to 5-inch heels which matched my corset. Admiring my body in the mirror I smiled and headed for the stairs. Stepping off the last step I heard my husband’s voice, I knew he saw and heard me; however, I ignored his conversation and eyes continuing on to the kitchen.
“I have to go, sir, yes sir of course. It’s the first thing on my list when I get in tomorrow sir,” his eyes moved over my body, he gulped his dick throbbed. “Bye sir, see you in the morning,” he closed his phone muttering… “if I survive tonight.”
I saw him step into the kitchen his eyes wandering over my back, my dark hair swaying, I purposely lent over the sink showing him my pert butt smiling when I heard his gasp of surprise.
“You like?”
“Hell yes. Turn around for me, darling.”
I turned; his eyes settled on my mons where only a strip of hair was left. He licked his lips, his hand going to his dick which he began to stroke. His eyes drifted over my body to my breasts which were close to tumbling out of the low-cut bra. His eyes widened when he saw the ball ready and waiting.
“Your dick looks ready to…” I smirked.
“Your tits are going to hurt if I release the ball.”
“We’ll manage, darling. If it’s too much you can remove it. I trust you totally.”
“What did you do to your pussy?”
“Have a look,” I sat on the edge of the kitchen table sliding back and opening my legs wide, moaning as the butt plug moved. “Do you like my lovely hairless dusky pink lips.”
“Christ,” he knelt down plunging his head into my pussy sucking and licking as if he’d never eaten me out before. I pushed against his mouth feeling his tongue enter my sheath. Hands against the table behind me I rocked as his tongue thrust, the weighted ball jiggled the chains pulling on the clamps making me hiss with the delightful pain which changed to pleasure as it pooled deep inside me. He’d learnt a few tricks with his tongue over the last week.
“Keep going, I’m ready…” the bugger stopped his eyes trailing up my body until our eyes met.
“I can’t believe you opened your butt for me. It looked incredible.” He indicated I get off the table and turn around. Instead, I crossed my arms shaking my head.
“First we have dinner.”
“Please baby.”
“Food I’m hungry and you lost your chance by not finishing and letting me climax. Mean man,” I patted his chest, my fingers trailing to his dick and walked into the kitchen with him following close behind as my hand pumped up and down his shaft. “Steak, egg and vegetables. You’ll need an apron on since you’re cooking the steak.”
Washing my hands, I continued to cut the vegetables while my darling man put on an apron, his dick poking out making me giggle.
“If you’re not careful there won’t be any steak but a lot of butt fucking.” He growled.
“Get cooking,” I smirked, washing the veg and putting them in the steamer. “Don’t forget the eggs.”
I moved to and fro making sure some part of my body touched him with each pass. I saw him bite his lip clinging to sanity. The next time I moved past him my fingers dipped into his crack and he snapped.
“That’s it,” he said turning off the stove taking hold of my arms he marched me over to the couch in the lounge, pushing me over the top while I giggled. It turned to a whimper when the weighted ball fell out of my bra tugging my nipples. I gasped trying to catch the swinging ball when he entered my wide-open butt with one long fast thrust. Fucking hell, it felt amazing, he slammed hard taking me to heaven, my first orgasm short and swift. He kept going, obviously not finished, I felt his dick swell larger with each plunge and began to scream as my second orgasm rolled through my body and still he wasn’t finished so I pushed back against him, our bodies slapping together until he grunted his shaft fully enclosed as he ejaculated sperm, pouring it in while it dripped out down my thighs. My last climax had me milking his dick. He pulled out the hollow plug letting it rest on his dick and I clenched him harder than ever before. His moans and release pushing me further so my body was shaking as the last lot of shockwaves swept through me.
“God…god, that was…” I closed my eyes moaning, my legs weak as a newborn lamb. My darling husband picked me up and carried me upstairs to bed where we slept like the dead, sated and exhausted.

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