She prepares for fucking

I sit on the edge of the bed, the sound of the shower running in the background, and let my hands wander. My fingers trace the curve of my neck, down to my collarbone, and over my breasts. I can already feel the wetness between my legs, and my temperature is growing with every passing second.

My eyes move to the toys laid out on the table, and they fixate on the medium-sized black plug. I pick it up, feeling its weight in my hand, and squeeze a generous amount of lube onto it. The slickness coats my fingers as I prepare it, my movements slow and meticulous, savoring every second of this buildup

Afterwards I slip into my harness. It’s comfortable, designed to hold whatever toy I choose, and this one matches perfectly with the dark green lingerie I’m wearing. The green dildo is 15 cm of smooth silicon. It’s slightly wider than the plug. I attach it to the harness, adjusting it carefully.

I sat down, spreading my legs slightly, letting the harness and dildo take center stage. The green of the cock and my lingerie create a vision I want him to enjoy. My eyes stay fixed on the bathroom door, waiting for him. The sound of the water stops, and I feel the excitement running through me.

When he finally steps out, mostly dry but still damp in places, I can’t help but smile. I gesture for him to come closer with a single finger, and he obeys, stepping forward standing in front of me. His cock is hard, veiny and perfect, but tonight, it’s not about Him. It’s about me. I reach out and grab his ass, squeezing it possessively as I pull it closer.

Leaning into him I whisper what I want. My voice is soft but firm, each word dripping with promise.

“Tonight, you’re mine,”

“I’m going to make you my little slut.”

My breath catches for a moment as my eyes travel over his body—his broad shoulders, bronzed skin, the hard cock that stands proudly between his legs. I love the way he looks at me, the way his gaze focuses on my green cock. There’s no doubt in his eyes, just a silent surrender that lets me know he trusts me completely, and that trust only pushes my desire.

My fingers tighten around the base of the dildo, my grip firm as I adjust it slightly. The green silicone glistens under the soft light. I can’t help but smile as I see your reaction—the way his eyes widen, the way his body tenses ever so slightly. Not with fear but anticipation as his breath speeds up.

I reach out, my fingers brushing against his cheek, and he leans into my touch. It’s a small gesture. He is mine, completely and utterly.

“Kneel”

He obeyed without hesitation, lowering himself in front of me. He looks up at me, his eyes wide and trusting, as his body trembles with anticipation. I keep running my fingers through his hair and beard, my touch gentle but possessive.

As I position myself behind his ass, my hands grip his hips, my fingers digging into his skin just enough to leave a mark. I love the way his back arches, the way he pushes toward me, eager and willing.

I stand above him, my brown eyes gleaming with a mix of dominance and desire. He kneels in front of me, his body trembling with anticipation, and I can feel the energy between. Then I just move away from him and reach for the plug. Our eyes lock, and I don’t need to say a word—he knows what I want. He takes it from me, his fingers brushing against mine, and I see the shiver that runs through him. Good. He’s exactly where I want him.

“Do it,” I command,

“Shove it inside you.”

I watch as he obeys, his body shaking slightly as he positions the plug at his entrance. He pushes slowly, and I can see the tension in his body, the way he struggles just a little before giving in. A soft moan escapes his mouth, god I love my slutty husband.

He’s so eager to please, I step closer and kneel with him, my hands gripping his cheeks, squeezing them firmly as I lean down to murmur in his ear.

“You’re such a nice little whore,”

“I know you love having your ass widened, don’t you?”

He nods, his face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, and I feel a thrill of satisfaction. He’s so beautiful like this, so completely mine. I step back and sit on the edge of the bed, my legs parting slightly as I look down at him.

“Now, I want you to come and suck my cock.”

He moves forward, his hands resting on my thighs as he takes the tip of the dildo into his mouth. His eyes flick up to mine, seeking approval, and I give him a small nod, my fingers tangling in his hair. For a moment, he’s self-conscious, but then he loses himself in the task, his lips and tongue working eagerly. I tighten my grip on his hair, forcing him deeper, and I hear him **** slightly, his moans vibrating against the dildo. The sound sends a jolt of heat through me, and I can’t help but smirk.

“You need to lube it up so that I can use your ass.”

He sucks harder, his moans growing louder, his body trembling with need.

“I love you,”

he gasps between breaths, his voice ragged.

“I want you to fuck me so bad.”

I grab his face, forcing him to look up at me. His eyes are wide, pleading, and I can see how much he wants this—how much he wants me. “Show me your ass,” I demand.

He scrambles onto the bed, positioning himself on his knees, his ass raised toward the ceiling. I take a moment to admire the view, my breath catching in my throat. Then, without warning, my hand hits his cheek in a stinging spank. He cries out, the sound sending a rush of satisfaction through me. I push the plug deeper, and he moans loudly, his body trembling beneath my touch. My hands grip his hips, and I bite down on his ass, the sharp sting making him.

“I love it when you moan”

I whisper, my voice thick with desire. I spank him again, the sound echoing in the room, and then, in one quick motion, I pull the plug out. He trembles, his body clenching around the sudden emptiness, and I chuckle softly. He’s so sensitive, so responsive, and it drives me wild.

I tease him then, my thumb circling his asshole before pushing inside, lubing him up. I guide the dildo to his craving asshole, then slowly and savoring every moment of anticipation I start pushing through,letting his ass kiss the tip of my cock.

When I push inside, I feel a rush of power, of desire, of love. I lean forward, my dick already fully inside him,

“You’re doing so good, baby”

As I begin to move, my hands roam his body, my touch alternating between gentle and rough. Touching his chest , pinching his nipples, running throug his neck , spanking his ass.

I love the way his body responds to me, the way he surrenders to my desires, trusting me to take care of him. And in this moment, as I fuck him, I feel a deep, unshakable connection, a reminder of why I fell in love with him in the first place.

I can’t get enough of the way he looks at me when I take control. There’s something about his body tensing up, the way his breath hitches, that drives me wild. And then, with a sharp thrust, I bury my cock deep inside his ass. The sound of my hips slamming against his ass bounces through our home, each thrust louder than the last, punctuated only by his moans and the occasional gasp of my name. I love the way his back arches, how perfectly his ass takes the pounding.

“You’re so good at this,”

My hands gripping his hips tightly as I pull him back onto the dildo. The rhythm is merciless. I want him to feel every inch of it, to lose himself in the sensation. The moans get louder and I know I’m hitting that spot inside his ass that makes his legs give up. I grab his head, my fingers slipping into his mouth, stretching his cheeks as I pull him back against me. The angle changes, and I can feel him tighten around the dildo as I ram it deeper, harder.

I don’t hold back—I pound into him with everything I have, the sound of skin against skin filling the room. My own breathing is ragged now, my heart racing as I push him to the edge. I can feel his body shaking beneath me, with moans turning into full cries of pleasure. I finally collapsed on top of him, my body completely exhausted. I can feel our heartbeats, our sweat, my body surrendering and becoming one with his as I melt on top of him.

“Move, I want to see what we’ve made”

He shifts slightly, and I see the sheets beneath us, soaked through with sweat and cum. It’s a beautiful sight, one that makes me smile with satisfaction. I pull the dildo out slowly, hearing his squirms one last time.

I can’t resist touching him again. I lean down, sucking on his nipples, my fingers wrapping his cock. I can still feel the hardness, still sensitive, and as I stroke his cock the last drops of cum spill out, coating my fingers with his thick cum. I smear it across his chest, marking him as mine.

Then I position myself as the little spoon, curling up against him, my body fitting perfectly against his. We’re both exhausted, but there’s a sense of contentment that settles over us. I close my eyes, listening to the sound of our breathing as it slows, and I know there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.