“Cum for me.” She came with a scream but I held off, it was going to be a while before I off loaded again.
Without a word being spoken I led her back onto the bed and laid her out in the middle.
“Give me your hands.”
I tied her hands to the top posts then her legs were next. She was spread eagle, her tits pushed up her pussy lips peeping out the sides of her red thong. I ran my cock over the rough lace before slipping it under and leaving it to lie on her clit. She was in a state of heat but I wasn’t going to fuck her again yet. We had a long night ahead of us and the fun had only just begun.
I started with the champagne; first I propped a pillow under her tight ass then pushing the thin crotch of her thong aside I licked her before inserting the lip of the bottle into her and pouring just a mouthful of the ice cold liquid into her wet heat.
“Cold.”
“Quiet.”
I replaced the bottle and sipped from her pussy until the taste of the alcohol mixed with her own spicy goodness filled my mouth. I repeated that twice more until I’d had my fill. Spreading her legs I licked my way up and down her flesh making her tremble and beg me to take her.
“Not yet.”
I fished a strawberry from the tray. “Bite.” She took a small nibble from the tip I held to her mouth, the juices from the fruit mixed with the bitter sweet chocolate and I used it to paint her nipples before taking them into my mouth. Her pussy was treated to the same treatment. I rubbed the chocolate covered fruit into her cunt covering the treat and my hand with her essence. Covering her body once more I slipped my cock back into her while holding the berry in my mouth and feeding it to her. We moved slowly together as I clasped her bound hands in mine above her head.
“You feel that?”
“Uh huh.”
“How does it feel having my big cock stuffed inside your tight little pussy?”
“I love it, don’t stop.” She tried to get more of me inside her but her restraints limited her movement.
“Never baby I’ll never stop.”
I loved fucking her slowly as much as I loved ramming my cock into her. They both had their benefits. I ran my hands down her thighs lifting them as much as I could with them tied. The added pain of the strain in her ankles and the ropes cutting into her flesh was just what my girl liked. What she craved.
“You want me to pound you?”
“Yes please fuck my pussy harder.”
“Beg me.”
“Fuck me harder, make my pussy hurt.” Now you see why she’s my wife, my little farm girl is a bit of a freak. She loves pain, nothing too over the top but just enough to keep things interesting. I didn’t have any fear of ejaculating as I plowed into her hard and fast. The bed rocked and knocked into the wall as she pulled against her restraints howling for me to fuck her harder. She’s a wild little bitch who loves to fuck almost as much as I do. There isn’t much I can’t get her to do and she won’t do willingly there’re ways and means of getting to.
“Clench your pussy baby let me feel you. Oh yeah so fucking good squeeze my cock baby.”
She worked her ass and hips as my cock dug deeper and deeper into her depths. I kept knocking against her cervix and peeping into her womb where I like to play.
One day soon I’m going to fuck my son into her I can’t wait. We don’t use protection just play it by ear, if it happens it happens. For now I’m enjoying having my hot new wife all to myself.
“You want me to breed you baby?” Now that’s her fetish, talk of pregnancy and planting my babies inside her makes her wild. She moved faster around my cock and came.
“Yes, yes, yes, please I’m ready.”
“How many should we have huh?”
“Two.”
“Four, I want four, you’ll give me four.”
She clamped down and came again and that almost set me off too. I pulled out quickly and lifted her ass in my hands so I could suck all that new sweetness directly from the source.
“Um, that’s good pussy.” I climbed up her body and fed her my meat tilting her head so she didn’t choke on my too long cock.
“Suck that cock baby. You’re my good little cocksucker aren’t you baby?”
She nodded yes as she swallowed my rod. We were going to have fun watching this later from the camera I had rolling. Another fetish we both shared. There were cameras throughout many of the rooms in the house because fucking wasn’t just relegated to the bedroom. Sometimes the mood might strike in the kitchen or the study, who knows. With the touch of a button the camera would start rolling capturing our exploits for later enjoyment. I also used the film for teaching purposes. To show her where she might’ve went wrong somewhere and how to perfect it for future romping.