Page 27 of Sleigh My Name
“You’re lucky you’re a good slut and lubricated this asshole so well for me, pup. This would have been awfully painful if you’d made me go in dry. Fuck, you’re just a little whore pig for me, aren’t you, Charley? I should make you oink. Go ahead, piggy. Show me you’re pathetic swine.”
Charley makes pig noises, and I’m shocked at how attractive I find it. There’s something humbling about knowing your partner trusts you to do anything to them. Knowing that sheunderstands how safe she is with me is both humbling and a fucking turn-on.
“That’s it, piggy. Keep squealing while I fuck you. I should put you in a cage. Leave you in there and only take you out to play with. After all, that’s all you’re good for, isn’t it?”
I lean over to my nightstand and grab the black Sharpie. “Everyone should know how worthless you are, don’t you think?”
I uncap the marker and press the tip to her back, writing the wordslut. Then I move to her ass cheek and writeleave cum here, with an arrow pointing to her asshole.
“What are you doing?” Charley asks.
I smack her ass. “Piggies don’t talk, fuck hole. Know your place. What I do with my cum dump is none of your business.”
“A-are you writing derogatory words on me?”
“Do I need to get you a muzzle? As I said, it’s not your concern. Now either bark like the bitch you are or oink like the filthy pig I know you want to be.”
Charley continues oinking, and I keep fucking her ass. She pushes against me, showing me how much she loves this.
I turn on the vibration on the dildos and thrust into her until she screams.
“God, Liam, I’m coming! Don’t stop, please!”
“I’m not stopping until you cum all over those cocks, slut.” I pull out of her ass. “Turn over. I want to look at your slut face while you come for me.”
Charley flips around, and I lift her legs, forcing them over her head before thrusting into her asshole again.
“That’s it, slut. Fuck, yes. Look at those big fat tits jiggling for me.” I pull one dildo out of her cunt and shove it in her face, leaving a trail of her juices on her skin. “Suck.”
Charley parts her lips, and I shove the dick into her mouth.
“Work that cock, Charley. Show me how much you’d love to have three men pounding into you. That’s it, baby. Just like that.”
I grab the Sharpie off the bed and glide the tip over her face. This time I writewhoreon her forehead.
Charley moans, and her hands fist in the sheets. Right as her body falls into oblivion, I come deep in her asshole.
“Fuck.”
Smiling at my wife, I gently remove the plastic dicks from her pussy and mouth. I pull out of her and gather her into my arms. We lie on the bed, and I kiss her forehead lovingly.
“How was that?”
“I don’t know what got into you, but that was the best sexual experience of my life.” Charley’s hand moves to her forehead. “What did you write on me?”
I’m suddenly sheepish. “I may have gotten carried away. I wrotewhoreon your forehead.”
Charley punches my chest. “You wrote on my face with a Sharpie?”
I raise my hands, palms out. “They’re washable. I’m not that crazy.”
Relief floods her face. “Thank God, because I’d hate to explain all this to Linda.”
“I fucking love you, Mrs. Evans.”
“I love you, too, Mr. Evans.”
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