Page 92 of The Devil's Pawn

“Beg for it.”

“I’m begging, I’m begging.”

I dive for her waist again.

She squeals. “If you let me go, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Hmm.” I stop tickling, grabbing her wrists instead and pinning her arms above her head. She can’t move her legs because I’m sitting on them. “Anything?”

“Yes.”

“Will you let me come on your tits?”

She blushes again. It’s adorable. Will that fade as she gets more comfortable with sex? I hope not.

“Yes.”

“And lick it off?”

She writhes beneath me, thrusting her chest up. “Yes.” Her gaze lowers to my mouth. “Yes,” she says again, breathier this time.

Raising myself up, I yank the covers off her. She’s still naked from last night, and the place where she squirted has dried, leaving a stain on the sheets. I almost come from the memory alone. My dick is already rock solid, the slit weeping, the head purple, my balls so heavy that they hang low between my legs.

She shuffles up the bed and rests against the headboard. “I’ve never seen a man masturbate before.”

“I should fucking hope not,” I growl.

“I mean, not even online.”

I take hold of my dick, tugging once. “You watch porn online?”

She shakes her head. “No. That’s what I mean. I’ve never seen it.”

“Well, you’re going to see it now.” I take her hand, wrapping it around mine. “Want to help?”

After a few strokes, I slide my hand from beneath hers, leaving her rubbing me by herself. I shuffle forward and cup her tits, squeezing them together.

“You have gorgeous breasts. I can’t wait to see them splattered with my cum.”

Her grip tightens in response to my dirty talk. She might look embarrassed, but she’s loving every filthy word that comes out of my mouth.

“Look what you’re doing to me.” I inhale a sharp breathas she runs her thumb over my slit, gathering the beads of precum. “Taste it.”

I hiss as she swaps hands without breaking her stride and tongues my precum off her thumb.

“Cup my balls.” I never thought I’d find giving instruction a turn on, but I do, and my wife is such a perfect student. “One day soon, I’m going to have you suck on them, too.”

She moans, and without any encouragement from me, she leans forward and swallows my dick. It’s unexpected and fucking incredible, and when the crown hits the back of her throat, I’m done for.

“Gonna… come.” I grunt, jerking back. Seconds later, I explode as jet after jet of cum sprays my wife’s tits. “Jesus. Fuck.”

As the last pulse runs down the side of my hand, I bend over her and lick her clean, pausing to feast on her pointed nipples and delight in the sounds she makes, especially when I bite. But as I move south, she buries her fingers in my hair and pulls until I look up at her.

“What’s wrong?”

“Can we… talk?”

“Talk versus me eating you out?”

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