the anticipation grow. Finally, he shut the door and locked it.
First, Ryan took down the sma ll box from the closet that held the sex toys they hid from the kids. He sat it on the dresser a nd selected a bottle of lubricant , then took a towel from the bathroom, forcing it under her writhing body. She almost got him with a knee as he adjusted the towel. He vehemently told her, “That’ll cost you.”
He took the thick black vibrator and a condom from the box. At that moment, he was glad she made them use condoms to keep their toys clean; no wasted time cleaning the Bushmaster, her favorite toy. He rolled the c ondom over the vibrator, tying the rubber securely. As he spread the lube over the toy dick, she warned him again to stay away from her. Of course, Ryan ignore d her; straddling her with his ass toward her head , looking down at the prize of her jiggling butt.
Ryan trailed the vibrator along Amy’s ass crack, gently probing, anxious to slip it inside; knowing she was equally anxious to get fucked by it. He had to make her wait a little longer, and make her suffer for the nasty comments about biting his dick. He turned the toy on; rubbing it slowly along her ass down to her upper thighs, he listened intently for the moans he knew would soon be escaping her. He began to probe her pussy lips as she unintentionally spread her legs, giving him full access. Ryan rubbed alongside her pussy touching her clit with the vibrating toy, leaving it in place for several seconds; knowing the intense vibrations would be just what she needed.
“You ready to be good? Or do I need to punish you a little more for being bad?”
“Fuck you!”
“Okay, you asked for it.” He swatted her ass, causing it to wiggle and turn pink. She whimpered, which of course encouraged him to do it again. Ryan smacked her ass a little harder. One, two, three swats, leaving a crimson-red handprint.
“I said fuck you and I mean it! Fuck you. Now untie me, I don’t want to play.”
“You don’t want to play? Let’s see if you’re lying.” He slipped his hand between her thighs to test her pussy lips, anxious to see if she was as wet as he hoped she was. Sure enough, her cunt drenched his fingers.
“Seems to me, you’re more than ready to play. Your pussy is soaking wet, even wet the towel a little; a clear sign you’re enjoying getting your ass spanked.”
Ryan leaned down beside her ear and whispered tenderly, “If you really don’t want to play, just say the safe word and I’ll stop.”
“Fuck you. I don’t need you to get me off; I’m perfectly capable of doing that myself.”
“Well, we’ll see about that later. Right now, I’m having fun, and I’m not ready to stop.”
Her loving husband took the vibrator and began to slide it in and out of her wanton pussy. Twisting and turning it, in and out, fast and deep, shoving it inside his wife; listening to the moans escaping her throat. As he continued fucking her with the dildo, she lifted her ass, encouraging him to continue. Lifting her ass then lowering herself, basically fucking the bed as he fucked her with the pseudo-dick.
“Please stop. I don’t want this.”
“You’re sure acting like you want it. Fucking the bed, lifting your ass high in the air. This vibrator is so slippery I can barely hold it in place.”
“Please stop. I don’t want to come like this. I want you to be inside me.”
“Now, that’s something I’m open to. If I untie you, do you promise to be good?”
“Yes, yes. I promise. I just don’t want to come this way. You know I love coming all over your dick. Please. Fuck me with your cock, and not this lame vibrator.”
“How about a compromise? I won’t fuck you with the vibrator anymore, but I’m also not going to untie your hands. I think I’ll untie your feet instead. You’ve got to pay for the little attitude you gave me earlier. I think I’d like to fuck your ass. You think that’s a fair compromise? Or punishment?”
“No.
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