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“Good girl,” he praised, sliding his fingers around my clit. It was marvelous and distracting enough that I only gasped as the object breached my resistance, the flare of pain brief before it slipped fully into my ass.
I moaned as lips replaced fingers. Drawing my clit into his mouth, Brett suckled and I squirmed and wiggled, lifted my hips and began to beg.
“May I come? Please, sir? Please?”
Having to answer had those magical lips disappearing and me groaning at the loss.
“Not yet.”
My protest died before it was uttered as I felt something sliding into my pussy. Something else was placed against my clit and then adjusted. I had no idea what it could be, but knew my pussy wasn’t holding my husband’s cock even before he moved up my body as I wasn’t filled to the brink.
“What did you…” I started to ask, only to have my question cut off when my entire body jerked.
Oh, my God! Whatever he’d inserted into my cavities and against my clit was pulsing. Vibrating against my sensitive tissues. When the blindfold was pulled free, I knew my eyes were huge as they met his. He was straddling my breasts, a sexy grin on his face and his erection bobbing, the crown glistening.
Tapping a finger against my lips, he said, “Open.”
I did and as he slid inside, I tasted cherry. He’d coated his entire cock with oil. I licked along his shaft, like I would a lollipop. I hadn’t taken my first suckle before I gasped around his shaft as the vibrations increased inside. It was like a thousand little fingers were massaging each of my passages. It was indescribable. Brett reached down to stroke his finger across my lips that were stretched around his cock.
“Suck, baby. Come when you want, but don’t stop sucking.”
He may have given permission, but he still remained in control. I saw the remote in his right hand, and he seemed to know the very moment I was at the brink because he’d press some sort of lever and the vibrations would ease off. Remembering that I wasn’t the only one in this erotic scene, I concentrated on pleasuring him. He wasn’t pumping into me, not going deep enough to hit the back of my throat and suddenly, I wanted more.
“Orrr,” I begged, trying to take more by lifting my head, but the angle was hard to maintain.
“More?”
“Ezz, peeze,” I managed, the cock in my mouth hindering my speech. Thank God he didn’t need clarification. Leaning forward, he fed me more. I didn’t care if I appeared a greedy girl. I wanted it all. His cock in my mouth, the pleasure on his face, and the orgasm that he kept just out of reach. When I lifted my arms, he took both wrists in one of his hands and pinned them to the ground, and I discovered I wanted that as well.
Brett was a man in control, not only of me, but of himself. I had no idea how long I sucked, licked, gagged, and moaned. Time lost all meaning as I was taken to the brink again and again, my hips jerking, my ass rubbing against the blanket, not to dislodge the object, but to pull it deeper inside me. I didn’t care what I looked like, what I sounded like… I just wanted to come and have my husband come with me.
“Poor baby,” Brett said, stroking my lips again. “So squirmy, so horny.”
How he could sound so fucking calm when his cock was buried in my mouth, his balls slapping against my chin with each forward thrust, I didn’t know and, frankly, I didn’t care.
“Peeze… zir… peeze!”
“Such a beautiful girl, such a sweet submissive. Ready to fly, baby?”
“Ezz!”
He raised the remote and I watched as he twisted the dial. My scream was garbled as I exploded. My entire lower half jerked and gyrated as the first orgasm hadn’t ebbed before another rolled over me. I didn’t even realize that Brett had pulled his cock out until my scream was loud… really loud. He bent forward, capturing my mouth with his, swallowing the sound.
When he pulled away so I could breathe, I was gasping—not for oxygen, but to beg… “Please… oh, God, please. It’s too much.”
He brought me down slowly, the intensity decreasing in increments, the sensations still washing over me like a tsunami. When I stopped contracting so violently, he held his cock against my lips. I blushed, thinking he’d been very smart to remove it as there was a chance that I might have bitten him. I opened my mouth, sucking hard and within a few moments, he came, and I swallowed every drop with pleasure.
I discovered that the object in my pussy was a ribbed dildo with an attachment that had been pressed against my clit. The object in my ass was not a zucchini, but a silver metal sphere that was egg-shaped. Once I was toy free, Brett lay down and pulled me to lie on top of him.
“I’m gathering you enjoyed my dessert choices?”
“I’m not sure if enjoy is a strong enough word,” I said, brushing my lips against his chest. “That was the most intense, most fantastic thing I’ve ever done.” Lifting my head, I smiled. “Other than marrying you, of course.”
“Of course,” he said, pulling me up until our lips met, and in our Garden of Eden, I realized we’d created our own special sauce of cherry and strawberry combined with the essence of Adam and Eve, and it was delicious.
