Page 112 of Tell Me What You Want, Or Leave Me

“Open the nightstand drawer,” says Eric. “Put our toys on the bed and show them to me.”

I do what he asks.

“Let’s play with the green gel dildo with the suction cup. Stick it on the small table in front of the fireplace. Then come back to bed.”

Excited, I do as he asks. I get up, lick the suction cup, and press it on the side of the table. It sticks right out in front of me. I go back to bed and tell him it’s ready.

“Now I want you to get the violet dildo for your clitoris.”

“I’ve got it.”

“Great...Now open your legs.” His tone gets more intimate and low. “More...more...A little more...Like that.”

“Close your eyes and touch yourself for me. Give me everything, sweetheart. Put that violet dildo on the tip of your clitoris and go gently, so your clitoris swells up like I like.”

I do as he instructs, and, with my legs apart, I carefully place the device on my clitoris. My body responds immediately.

“Enjoy it...Like that...Like that...Now up the speed once, then again...”

The feeling and my breathing both get so intense.

My love, my German, my husband, knows what I like and what I need even thousands of miles away.

“Turn it up a little higher, Jude,” he says.

I scream. I’m drenched. My clitoris is swollen, and I want more.

“Don’t close your legs...No...no, sweetheart,” he murmurs. “Squeeze the dildo against you and enjoy it...I want to see your wetness...C’mon, let me see you come.”

My body tenses. I want to close my legs, but I obey. I want him to see how I come and how wet I get. The violet dildo at top speed is fantastic, and my clitoris blooms second by second. A bolt of heat runs through my body and goes to my head.

“Sweetheart...don’t close your legs. Good...good...Hold on a bit more.”

I convulse and my legs close as pleasure runs through me. In that moment, my love demands I keep going without rest.

“Now I want you to fuck me, Jude. Get up and fuck me.”

I know what he wants. I get up urgently, my eyes glazed with lust, pick up the laptop, and take it to the green gel penis. I put the laptop on the little table and check the perspective I’m offering him. Then I impale myself on the dildo.

“I’m on top of you.”

“Yes, sweetheart...Yes...”

“Like that? You like it like that?” I whisper, while the gel penis goes in and out of me.

“Yes,” he answers as he jerks off. “I feel you, sweetheart...Do you feel me?”

I watch him.

“Yes...”

“Press down more and hold on to the edge of the table.”

I moan the more I squeeze against the dildo while my love encourages me.

“C’mon, darling. Fuck me; enjoy it.”

Clutching the table, I bite my lower lip while my hips rise and fall on the green gel dick. I close my eyes and feel my Iceman’s gaze. His hands encircle my waist and help me up and down. Again and again I push myself up and down while Eric tells me how much he likes it...how much he’s enjoying it.

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