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Isla

Kai, please, baby. If you send any more, I’m gonna have to take care of myself in the car. You don’t want anyone in the parking lot able to see your wife getting off, now do you?

Kai

You know I don’t mind if people watch, Princess. They just can't touch you.

Isla

Give me ten minutes. Then I can be naked in our bed.

Kai

Nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds and counting.

My balls ache and I would give anything to be with her right now. My stupid love of baseball is really fucking with my need to keep her full of my cum.I can’t get her pregnant if I’m constantly away.

If she isn’t already pregnant.

We wouldn’t know for a few more weeks, and to say I’m anxious is an understatement. I’ve already contacted a realtorabout looking at some houses in the area because I don’t want to have a baby in the apartments. Not that we don’t have the space. I worry about the noise and people getting pissed off. Isla and I have already had a neighbor give us a dirty look, probably because I had her screaming my name from overstimulation.

A notification pops up on my phone and it’s our doorbell camera.Isla’s home.I hop onto the bed, a little too excited. Waiting for her to call me, I tell myself that I need to make this good for her.Don’t come too fast.Five minutes of waiting and her picture appears on the screen. I hit accept, and the screen is dark for a moment, then it flips around, her perfect tits making their appearance.

“God, Princess, you are perfect. The way I need those perfect fucking titties in my face, in my mouth, with my cock between them.” I groan, palming my cock over my underwear. “Show me the rest.”

Her phone’s camera trails over the rest of her, completely naked, like she said she would be. “Do you miss me, husband?” Her thighs part and my mouth salivates. “Do you miss your wife’s pussy?”

“Fuck,” the word coming out tight, my restraint on the verge of breaking. “You don’t know the power you have over me, baby.”

“Let me see you, Kai.” Her thighs clench, making my dick twitch.

“You want to see your cock, Princess? The one that should be buried so deep in your pretty little cunt, making you feel good.”

Isla moans and her hand moves down her stomach, so in double time I’m yanking my boxer briefs down and start stroking. “I want you to touch your clit, baby. Wanna see those gorgeous thighs of yours shake and hear you moan my name like the desperate little whore you are.”

“Yes.” Her fingers circle her clit and I stroke myself at the same pace.

You cannot come yet, Kai.

“Talk to me, Princess. Tell me what you want.” I pant, trying to steady my breathing. The phone angled at my cock, pumping slowly, my thumb grazing the tip and smearing the bead of precum.

“I wish you would sneak into the apartment, and while I’m sleeping, climb into bed and fuck me. Rough and making me scream as you use your cock to make me come.”

Does my little wife have a somno, consensual non-consent kink?

“You want me to fuck you while you’re sleeping,” I groan as I pick up speed to match hers. “To fucking just take what I want from you.”

“Kai,” she whispers. “Oh, God… yes. Make me… I want you to call me your dirty little whore, grab my throat, and fuck me from behind so hard that I cry.”

Done.

She doesn’t have to tell me twice.

“Come for me, Isla. Let me hear my name on those lips of yours.Moan for me, princess, let your husband know just how much of a slut you are for him. Tell me how much watching me stroke my cock to your tight, wet cunt gets you off.” My balls get tight and draw up, and the base of my spine tingles with warmth. “Fuck, tell me, Isla. I’m so fucking close.”

“Fuck, I’m your slut. Your whore, baby. Your cock is the only one that makes me come.” Isla’s legs convulse and she cries out. “Kai… Kai, fuck,fuck… come for me.”

Whimpering, my orgasm crashes into me and with each stroke, cum drips down my hand and shaft. “Goddamn, baby. You’re so fucking hot. Look at you coming for me like the goodfucking girl you are. Too bad all of this is gonna get washed down the drain. It should be inside you.”

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