His eyes narrowed at me as I smiled at him. Before he could say anything, I dragged my open palm down my face with my tongue sticking out to lick my hand. He just stared at me, eyes narrowing more. I smiled, turned my hand upside down and slid it down my breast, my stomach, down to my pussy, and left my hand there.
“Should I touch myself, Maximo?” My breath was quiet and whispery. I didn’t want to admit that I was horny as hell right now. My goal was to drive him nuts, and hopefully get an orgasm out of it. To be fair, ever since Maximo and I began having sex, I had never not had an orgasm with him.
In a similar soft tone, “Show me.”
I continued to smile at him as I slid a finger into the side of the bodysuit to pull it away from my body, and inserted a finger. I began to push the finger in and out, I was already wet and ready, but he didn’t need to know that just yet. Sex with Maximo had been explosive and spectacular. But again, I wasn’t ready to let him know that. I used this time to admire my husband’s naked body. Maximo was not all beefed up like a bodybuilder type, buy the had muscle ,and it looked good on him. He had muscular thighs, and a really thick cock. He was bigger than any man I had been with so far. And that man knew how to use it.
“More.Faster, Aria.”
I stopped and frowned. “Shhh shhh Maximo.” His eyes narrowed again, a dark glint in his eyes.
I began to move my finger in and out again, slowly, a few more times, then I added a second digit. Slow, in and out. He just stared at my fingers moving. His cock was sticking straight up, with a slight curve towards his body. He was more than ready.
Through gritted teeth. “Aria, please.”
Again I stopped, which actually frustrated me. I pulled both fingers out, wet with my juices, brought them close to my lips and said, “Shhhh.”
His eyes grew wide, and he licked his lips, nodding slowly.
I put my fingers back inside me, and continued to go slow, in and out. I had been ready just before he spoke, but I didn’t want him to have that power, so I had to do it a little longer. I pulled my fingers out and pouted again.
“She wants your pretty little cock, Maximo. Can she have it?”
“Yes please.” It came out more like a croak.
Surprisingly, he wasn’t at all dissuaded from my role playing and dirty talk with him.
Hmmmm. Guess that means I keep going.
I walked on my knees up to him, hovering my wet, dripping pussy over his hard cock. But before I put him inside me, I rubbed my two fingers with my juices on it all over his cock, looking Maximo in the eye. His breathing was coming out rough, staring at me in the eyes.
I moved over him, and shifted until his cock was at my entrance. Then slowly lowered myself down on to him.
Holy shit did that feel good.
I heard him moan loudly.
I sat still for a moment to get my bearings, then started to rock myself on him, my hands behind me on his thighs, holding me upright. I knew my orgasm would come fast because I was already close to exploding before he stopped me earlier.
And I felt it build, build, build until I exploded. I rocked slowly against him as my orgasm came down. I heard him grunt, but he didn’t say anything. But a weird thing happened. Just as I was about to stop, I could feel my orgasm start to build again. This time though I rocked even slower, leaning in towards Maximo, my breasts thrusting in front of his face as I rocked, one hand on his chest, the other on the headboard. I continued the slow movement, as I heard Maximo’s breath starting to come out in pants. I felt the build again, slow, slow, but more intense, as I pushed fully into him, feeling myself shake on a second orgasm. Holy shit! I had never cummed that quickly after a first.
I heard Maximo groan, and even though I was done, or at least I thought I was done, I began to rock against him again, moving back into an upright position. I continued to make a slow assault on him, my eyes now coming to him, his face pinched up, almost like he was in pain, eyes clamped shut. I continued to move and rock, slowly against him, his face contorting, gritting his teeth, breath coming through hard and fast. His body was rigid and tense, muscle rippling, hands clenched in fists, making me even more turned on. I rocked a couple more times, then suddenly Maximo called out, “Ahhhhhh!!” His face contorted a moment longer, panting heavily, then his face relaxed, as I felt his cock twitching inside of me. I was shocked. But without thinking, I rocked harder and faster until suddenly I threw my head back and had a third orgasm, making me whimper out. My whole body felt overly sensitive, so I sat still for a moment until I could regain my bearings. I dropped my head back down to meet Maximo’s eyes, not wanting to see his expression. His eyes were half-closed, looking at me with a soft smile on his face.
Holy shit!
He was still catching his breath, but he was staring at me, looking very relaxed.
In a husky voice he said, “I think I might like it when you lock me up. Wife.” Then he smirked at me.
Well shit! He seemed to like it as much as I did.
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After that night in bed, I made it my mission to test Maximo whenever I could. And damn him for falling into line with it.
About a week after our playtime in cuffs, I came storming to him shortly after he arrived home from his business deals.
“We need to talk. Now!” And without saying anything else I stormed to his office. I slammed the door to make sure I had his attention then went straight to his desk. I had on a dress today for this specific moment in mind. I had no panties on underneath so I was ready and willing. I pulled up the dress and bared my ass, bending over, facing the door, so he would see me in all my glory as soon as he walked in. I sat there for a few moments, head resting to the side on his desk, getting irritated, when I heard his footsteps moving towards the door. I smirked. My face was looking away from the door so he wouldn’t be able to see my expression.
