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Sexy in Lockdown

Published April 15, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

I was bored. My man was either working or sleeping. No time to keep me company let alone time for sex. I needed to ramp up my sex life, entice my man back into my arms. It was a matter of how to do this, though.

A few months ago he’d bought me a new vibrator. It felt delicious when I used it, though I’m sure it would be more fun with my darling. Here I am sitting in my chair, my thong pushed to one side, pussy lips spread open and my new vibrator circling my clit then down back to my sheath, slipping the bulbous head inside and dragging it back to my clit. It felt so damn good. To make it better, I needed a medium butt plug in my ass.
Standing up, Pieter yelped as he landed on the floor. He’s one heavy cat, he glared at me and curled up beside Mace in front of the fire. Entering my bedroom, I opened my toy drawer, selecting a butt plug which I could attach to my chair. Grabbing the lube, I returned to the lounge and decided to sit on my rocking chair. It was wooden with a solid seat and cushions against the back. 
Placing the suction cup part of the butt plug on the chair towards the back I opened the lube and smothered the butt plug wiping the excess between my ass cheeks and letting a finger slide inside my hole. Damn, it felt good. I thrust back and forth before pulling out and wiping my finger on a wet wipe (I kept a box in the drawer of my coffee table). Taking the plug I attached it to the chair, licking my lips in anticipation. I slid my thong off, and pushed my dress up to my waist, turning my back I slowly moved backwards, waiting for the plug to connect with my ass. Sliding along it for a moment. I spread my cheeks with my hands making sure my hole was lined up and pushed down with a groan, the round head moved through my tight sphincter and along my passage until I was sitting fully on my chair. My muscles twitched around it as I began to rock.
Looking up through my eyelashes, I saw Mace and Pieter stare at me.
“Feel’s so good boys. I wish you were human and not cats,” I murmured and closed my eyes for a moment while I lifted my body up and down the plug. My pussy clenched. I knew I was wet.
Taking hold of my vibrator, I switched it on pressing it deep into my pussy, twisting and turning it, sliding it back and forth before pressing it hard against my swollen clit.
“Yes,” I whispered, moving my hand back and forth, harder and faster, pushing the vibrator head inside my sheath. I bit my lip feeling my pussy clench, my needs growing. “God, I need a dick,” I muttered.
“Chloe?” The door slammed shut. My hand stilled. I’d not shown him this side of me before. “Where are you?”
“In the lounge.” He boots hit the floor and then silence. I slowly looked up and over my shoulder to find him leaning against the doorjamb watching me.
“W-what are you…” he licked his lips. “I’m going to take a quick shower,” and disappeared, making me smirk. Perhaps I’d get some this afternoon.
I continued to masturbate, rocking and thrusting my vibrator inside me. Moments later, I squealed, my thighs quaking my orgasm exploding as my muscles clenched both toys. My orgasm rolled over into another one. I was cresting on my third when my partner appeared in front of my stroking his dick. I stared at it, my eyes travelling up his toned body, my breathing coming out in gasps. He lifted my legs from the carpet, kneeling down and moving my vibrator, pushing it on my clit while he slammed to my core.
That was it. I screamed, going over the edge, my eyes going blind.
“Fuck, I didn’t realise you had a butt plug inside baby,” he withdrew and slammed back inside me again with a loud moan and intensifying my orgasm.
“Harder,” I wailed.
He picked me up off the chair, lying me on the floor, the cats scattered to one side and glared at us as Dafydd continued to thrust deep and hard. My muscles clenched and relaxed with each thrust. I pushed against him, my legs wrapping around his waist, our bodies slapping together until he groaned, releasing his cum at my core. I wailed, holding him tight when he pulled out, lifting my hips higher before gently pressing into my ass, making me hiss as I stretched around his still throbbing shaft.
“Fuck it, Chloe.” He moved deeper when I tucked my legs behind him, thrusting against his body with a squeal as he filled me. “Tight,” he moaned. “I need your tits.”
I lifted my shoulders tugging my dress off, opening the front fasten, letting him devour them, tugging my nipple rings until I was wailing with pleasure. I felt something enter my sheath and shuddered, biting my lip when the vibrations started.
“Oh…shit,” I whimpered.
“This is what I bought this for, Chloe. I love watching you fall apart in my arms.” He started to move in earnest, his hips moving like pistons, our bodies touching, sweating.
“Please Dafydd,” I muttered.
“What do you want, Chloe.”
“You. Hard. Fast,” I replied.
He rolled me to my stomach, lifting my hips and pounded my ass, turning the vibrator higher and faster until we both exploded together and collapsed on the thick rug.
“Damn. That was amazing,” he kissed down my spine as he withdrew his dick, letting me relax in front of the fire.
I must have nodded off. The next thing I knew was a warm damp cloth between my legs, cleaning me up. The vibrator was gone, and I was too relaxed to move. Dafydd scooped me up into his arms carrying me to our bed where he dumped me in the middle, with a huge grin.
“You going to screw me again, Dafydd?”
“You’re a bit of a shock to my system. I’d not realised you enjoyed toys so much. What else do you have?”
“A few things here and there,” I rolled to my stomach pulling up my knees and wiggling my ass. “I wouldn’t mind you…ouch,” I squealed in shock as he slapped my ass. One cheek at a time, I arched my back rising my ass into each smack with a whimper of pleasure. My pussy was throbbing and wet. “Dafydd,” I gasped. “Please…”
He knelt behind me, dragging his fingers through my pussy lips from clit to ass, over and over. Hearing a moan, I looked over my shoulder to find him sucking 
my juices off his fingers. Goddamn, it was hot to watch.
“I need your dick inside me.”
“Toys, Chloe.”
“Top drawer on the left. Didn’t think you liked toys,” I muttered as he thrust two of his thick, calloused fingers inside my sheath rubbing against my g-spot, making my hips jerk. He continued to finger fuck me. I heard the drawer open, and a gasp of shock made me smirk and push back on his fingers. “You like my little collection, Dafydd?”
“Holy hell,” our eyes connected, I smirked, until he pulled out my biggest dildo. Girthy was just that. Long and thick and looked like most dicks with a head and veins down its length. It was my favourite toy.
“Fuck, Chloe,” he took out ‘Girthy’ “I presume you have fun with this?”
“Hell yes. Girthy is fun to use though needs a hell of a lot of prep.”
He removed his fingers, rolling to my side, Girthy in his hands. “I’m not enough for you?”
“You’ve always been enough for me. Toys are only here to enhance the experience or for when you’re away, and I need release.”
“You ever done double penetration?”
“Yes,” I murmured with a blush. “You caught me earlier…”
“I meant either in the same hole or with two dicks.”
“Only in my dreams. You’re enough for me, Dafydd.”
“Tell me about your dreams, Chloe.”
“Share one of your fantasies with me, Dafydd,” I smiled, turning to my side and letting my fingers trail over his chest until they curled around his dick.
“I’d like to see ‘Girthy’ at work,” he bit his lip. “What are you willing to do?”
“Tell me, and I’ll let you know,” I smirked.
“Do you think…” he brushed his fingers through his black hair, “do you think you could take Girthy and me together. In your vagina?”
My eyes widened. “I’ve no idea… “I don’t mind…fuck, let’s see what happens.”
His dick was thick and steadily growing to my ministrations, leaking pre-cum. He reached into the drawer above my head and came back with lube. Squirting it on ‘Girthy’, he straddled me, his dick tapping my mouth, his mouth eating my pussy. I opened wide, taking his dick while spreading my legs, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter with his administrations.
“Dafydd,” I groaned, pulling off his dick.
“Wrap your lips around me, sweetheart.”
“I want to watch.”
“Later.”
I felt his fingers open my pussy lips. I opened my mouth, letting his dick sink to the back of my mouth and sucked hard, licking his shaft. My back arched when I felt ‘Girthy’ at my entrance. My sheath slowly opened as ‘Girthy’ slid inside, making me moan around his dick. He pushed his dick and the dildo deeper.
“Hummm,” I moaned.
“Fuck. This is such a turn on.” I grabbed his balls, massaging them, he groaned, pushing his dick down my throat, making me choke. “Sorry.” He withdrew, moving off my body and down between my legs. I sat up slightly watching him slide the first two inches of ‘Girthy’ in and out of my body.
“More,” I moaned, raising my hips. “All of it,” My muscles clenched around the dildo as he thrust it deep. “God, feels so damn good, babe.”
“Better than my dick?”
“Hell no. I love your dick. Gorgeous, throbbing and… Holy shit…” I squealed, lying back, lifting my hips. “Not. Sure. You’ll…Shit, Dafydd…” I gasped.
Girthy was only about an inch inside me. Dafydd’s dick was pushing inside on top of Girthy. Slow, gentle thrusts as my fists clenched the cotton sheets. “Lube,” I yelled.
He pulled out. I felt the cold lube spread over my pussy lips and sheath, some must have landed on ‘Girthy’ as it slipped deeper.  I sat up again, watching him spread the rest over his dick.
“Relax and take a deep breath, Chloe.”
His hand was holding the head of the dildo inside my sheath. His leaking dick pushing along the side of the dildo stretching my sheath wider. I winced, my muscles spasmed as they stretched wider than ever. His engorged head was in. We were both panting.
“Fuck. I’m not sure…I gasped as he moved deeper, pushing the dildo at the same time.
“Fucking tight like this,” he moaned.
I gripped his head, staring into his eyes as he continued penetrating me. He knew I’d stop him if it got too much. Damn my muscles ached with the extra stretch. I lay down, yanking a pillow under my hips. He nearly slid out. I tightened my muscles, tilted my hips, making it easier.
“Move,” I hissed as he pushed deeper.
“God, I wish this was another dick,” he muttered. My eyes widened in shock. I bit my lip my mind moving to the thought of a threesome. He pulled me out of my fantasy as he thrust the rest of the way. Dafydd and ‘Girthy’ were buried to my core. I felt him pulse inside me and groaned.
“You need to move.”
He looked up into my face, leaning forward, pressing deeper and kissed me hard.
“I love you so much, Chloe.” Withdrawing his dick, he slammed home his dick rubbing over the dildo and my g-spot. Hard and deep, until he threw the dildo over his shoulder and plundered my body with strong deep thrusts, lifting my legs to his shoulders, pulling my ass closer to his pounding dick. Pressing deep, he pinched my clit, and we went over the edge, and down into chaos as I tightened around his shaft, sucking his cum until he was empty.
His body dropped over me, we rolled to our sides, panting and grinning at each other.
“That was amazing,” I kissed him softly. “I agree with you about using another dick instead of a dildo. You happen to know where we can find one while we’re in lockdown,” I laughed.
“Shit. You heard me.”
“Fantasies and experiments…Could be fun.”
“Hope this damn lockdown don’t last too long then.”
“Leaves plenty of time to play, Dafydd. And I love to play,” I giggled as Mace and Pieter jumped onto my bed, purring.

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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