Page 82 of Fair Trade
The more I stare, the more obvious it becomes how wet she is.
I can’t resist. I swipe my thumb over her opening and firmly spread her juices across her clit. I don’t linger. As soon as I hear her moan, I bring that thumb to my mouth and lick.
I force myself off the bed. I have a plan, and if I allow myself to get lost in Luisa, I won’t be able to show her the naughty vision I had while she left me home alone tonight.
I leave her on the bed, spread open and waiting for me, as I grab what I need from the nightstand.
She didn’t notice it when she walked in, and I’m looking forward to the element of surprise.
I climb back on the bed and put the U-shaped sex toy by her mouth.
“Suck.”
Her eyes threaten to pop out of her head at my demand. But it doesn’t stop her from doing as she’s told.
She opens her mouth, and I push the toy in.
Of course I could have used her own arousal, but I like this sight much better.
She releases the toy with a pop, saliva strung along the toy and her lips.
“Spit.”
She releases another moan before she spits on the toy, and I move away from her inviting mouth before my cock gets any ideas.
I move back down to her open legs and remove my underwear.
My hardened cock bobs between us, pointing directly at her wet pussy as precum leaks from my tip.
Patience, I repeat to myself for the millionth time.
I take the longer, thicker side of the toy and rub it up and down her slit.
“Safe word is ‘sangria.’ Repeat it to me and tell me you understand. If you want me to stop, use it, and this all ends.”
I lift the toy from her entrance so she can decide whether she wants to give consent with a clear head.
“If you don’t put that toy or cock inside me in the next five seconds, I can’t be held responsible for the damage I inflict with my very pointy heels… Safe word is sangria, so move this show along,” she pants.
My lips twitch as I resume playing with her and the toy.
“Sorry, wife, but this is how it’s going to go. I’m controlling your orgasms with this fun little toy I picked up tonight. I spent the whole night cleaning it meticulously and coming up with what I want to do to you. I thought punishment would make the most sense, but after I tasted your pussy today, my cock wanted in on the action.”
She groans. “Shut up and give it to me already.”
“Sorry, no cock for you, dear.” I insert the toy, pushing it in and out of her slowly until it’s all the way inserted. “But don’t worry; I will be having my fun.” I make sure the top part of the toy is aligned perfectly with her clit before showing Luisa the small remote control in my hand. “And this will be my sidekick for the night. First, I’ll start with this.” I press a button, and the silicone vibrator inside her starts to give short thrusts, pushing up against her G-spot. Her mouth opens on a silent gasp, her eyes burning with desire. “Good so far, I hope?” I taunt.
Her hands fist the bedding as she nods.
I move above her body, planting kisses as I lead up to her breasts.
I bring a nipple to my lips and suck, circling my tongue around her hardened tip before I give it a quick nip and move to give her other breast the same attention.
She’s writhing beneath me, and the sight of pleasure on her face makes me almost want to laugh, because this is nowhere near the extent of what I have planned for her tonight.
I continue to move up until my thighs straddle her chest and my cock is mere inches from her face.
She licks her lips, but I shake my head. She looks confused as I lift my cock to her lips and once more say, “Spit.”
