Page 25 of Devious Whims

Cami’s nails dig into my arms as Mike’s throat bobs with his quick swallow. His jaw clenches as he stares back. I raise an eyebrow and nod to the chair across the room. “Why don’t you go to your seat and I’ll show you how a real man fucks his woman.”

His tongue drags across his bottom lip in a slow sweep and his head dips in a small nod. Without another word, he walks over to the chair and settles into it. Mike keeps his legs spread and his hands folded in his lap.

“You don’t have to be mean,” Cami mutters under her breath.

I bark out a laugh and wrap my hand around her throat, tilting her face up to me. “I think he likes it, baby. He volunteers to sit on the side and watch someone else fuck his wife.”

Keeping my hold on her, I walk us slowly to the bed. Cami stumbles as I guide her backwards. “If you were only mine, I would kill any man who saw you. Hell, I already did.”

When we reach the edge of the mattress, I turn to face her husband. I lock eyes with Mike as I slip Cami’s dress off her shoulders. Goosebumps pebble up her arms as I push it to her waist and kiss her neck. With a quick snap, I undo her bra and she shimmies it off.

Mike’s eyes drop to her tits and I palm her heavy breasts, kneading them as he watches. I pinch her nipples and she shudders, her thighs rubbing together.

“You like my hands on you, baby?” I ask.

She nods, blowing out a sharp breath as I glide my hands down her ribs. My fingers trace under the curves of her breasts then to her waist and where the dress pools on her hips. I lower to my knees, pulling the thin material with me, and let it drop to the floor. Cami steps out of it, and I toss it away from us. My fingers curl into the waistband of her panties and drag them down her legs, pressing small kisses along the curve of her ass and down her thighs. We toss them away as soon as they touch the floor and now she’s completely bare to the room.

I squeeze her ass cheeks hard enough to see tiny red dots as I pull away, but Cami takes it silently. Standing up, I push her dark hair off her shoulder and kiss her neck again. I grab her chin, tilting her face to me and kiss her lips. A small gasp fans across my mouth as I deepen our kiss.

When I pull away, I press my thumb into her bottom lip and she licks the tip. I smile, skimming my hand down her belly and between her legs, diving into her heat. Her head falls back onto my shoulders with a whimpered moan.

“Devon.”

Running my fingers through her wet slit, I pull them away and show my glistening fingers to Mike before sucking on them. I hum in pleasure before I step back and tap her ass.

“Get on the bed. Gonna show your husband how you choke on a cock,” I tell her.

I direct her onto the bed, tapping the edge where I want her to rest her neck exactly. When she’s in the position I want, I smirk and glance at Mike.

“Show your husband how wet you are. How greedy your pussy is for my cock,” I command.

Cami spreads her legs and Mike’s attention immediately drops between them.

“Touch yourself. Let him see how sloppy your cunt is.”

Her hand only hesitates for a second before she skims it down her stomach and into her slit. Cami’s fingers spread her pussy open and Mike licks his lips, rubbing at the bulge in his pants with the heel of his palm.

I grab the back of my shirt, pull it over my head, and toss it to the ground. My pants and briefs are quick to follow. I press one knee on the bed next to Cami’s shoulder and stroke my hard cock. I swipe my tip along her lips, smearing my pre-cum across her mouth. Her tongue peeks out and laps it all.

“You gonna swallow my whole cock, baby? Take it down your tiny throat and show your husband how a man fucks his girl’s face?”

Cami’s hips lift slightly, rocking against her hand, but she doesn’t respond to my taunt.

“Open,” I demand.

She blinks up at me and her mouth parts slightly. The tip of my cock pushes against her pillowy lips till she opens wider and I sink deeper. She arches her neck, bobbing up and down on my length slowly as her jaw adjusts to my size. After a few strokes in her wet warmth, I grip the back of her head to keep her in place.

I watch her throat as I thrust, seeing how far she takes me and the small bump that slides across her ivory skin. When her hand comes up and her nails dig into my calf, I pull out. She gasps for breath as a string of saliva hangs from my cock and drips onto her face. Her chest is blotchy with red patches, letting me know I forced her to hold her breath longer than she’s used too. If we were alone, I’d force her to do it again but I have a feeling Mike would have intervened soon.

Licking my lips, I step back from the bed and smirk down at her.

“Too much?”

She shakes her head, her tiny hand reaching out and wrapping my length. “No, I can do it.”

“Yeah? You like my cock in your mouth?”

Cami nods again.

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