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Wet & Warm

The warm water slid against your skin as you adjusted your legs, the bathroom filled with steam that closed tight around your body and mind, making you melt into the bubbles. Your thoughts drifted back to your wife, who was on her way back from work. Your lovely, charming wife, who last time you called, didn’t sound so pleased.

Her clients were always giving her grief, it was the type of people they typically were. She was a lawyer specialising in business, therefore the people she worked with thought little about the way they spoke towards her, and what they demanded from her. Eivor was no slight woman though, with toned muscles, icy blue eyes, and a towering height, she could put her clients into place when the situation called for it.

Though even that didn’t save her sanity sometimes.

A car pulled up in your drive, the smooth sound of it quiet and recognisable, immediately grabbing your attention. Keys jingled faintly as they turned in the front door, and soon enough Eivor shouting as for your whereabouts. “I’m in the bathroom!” You shouted back, anticipating seeing your wife again. Even though you two had been together for a while, she always managed to make you get butterflies. It was a comfortable feeling though, so different from the anxiety you got as a teenager.

The doorknob twisted and Eivor slipped into the bathroom, the sight of her making your breath catch in your throat. A black suit hugged her muscled body, the fabric of her jacket tailored perfectly to her face waist and arms, teasing her gorgeous body. The first few buttons of her white shirt were undone, divulging a pale, sculpted chest; skin that was was familiar to your hands and mouth. Eivor’s flaxen hair was done in a neat braid that had swept itself over her broad shoulder. Oh how badly you wanted to run your fingers through the soft strands.

Blue eyes softened as they landed on your figure, pretty pink mouth tugging up in a little smile. “I’ve missed you.” Eivor whispered, and started walking towards the bathtub your body resided in. You followed her every move, tracking her powerful legs as they ate up the distance between the doorway and the tub.

“I missed you too, I hope your clients didn’t cause too much damage to your psyche.” A soft laugh left your mouth as Eivor groaned, kneeling beside the tub and taking off her jacket in a swift manoeuvre. You licked your lips at the sight of her tight silk shirt, and at the way it clinged to her small breasts and firm muscles. Eivor rolled up the sleeves of her shirt to her elbows and rested her forearms on the edge of the tub before bringing her face towards yours.

Her lips met yours in a slow, sweet embrace that had you bringing your hands to cup her face. Your fingers traced her beautiful cheekbones and strong, straight nose. Eivor seemed to melt into your touch as she started leaning towards you, arms leaving the lip of the tub in favour of wrapping themselves around the small of your back. The kiss got deeper and more passionate, tongues entered and swept across each other in familiar but forever electrifying movements.

When the two of you pulled away to catch breaths, you looked down to see Eivor’s shirt completely drenched from being dipped in the high water of the bath. It clung to her abs and teased you with the sheerness of the material, making you rub your legs together under the water. Before you could pull yourself out of the trance your wife body had bewitched you in, the lady in question had moved her arms down from your back to the back of your thighs, and had hoisted you up from the water.

You yelped out in surprise, but Eivor was quick to quieten you with a more forceful kiss than her previous ones. The feel of her tongue dominating yours had your hips grinding down onto her waist where your legs were wrapped. Eivor moved her hands up to grip your ass as she walked through the hallway and into your shared bedroom. She placed your wet body down onto the neatly made bed with reverence and wasted no time in removing her soaked shirt and kneeling between your spread legs.

The warm light the multiple candles you lit before entering the bath provided you with the perfect light to admire Eivor’s damp torso, the muscles of it strong and full of temptation. You sat up and reached to remove the plain bra she wore before you even willed yourself to, and quickly her gorgeous breasts were on display for your eyes only. The soft peaks of them were highlighted by the sweet light filling the room, and you couldn’t help but lean towards them and pull one of her rosy nipples into your mouth.

The sound Eivor made was one of pure sin that had wetness dripping onto the mattress beneath you, and as you swirled your tongue around the hardening bud, her hands came up to free your hair from whatever protection you held it in against the bath water. “I’ve been thinking about this all day” Eivor moaned as her fingers quickly found the strands before tugging on them, not gently, but not as forceful as she could be either. Suddenly Eivor pulled your head away from her breast, her keen eyes watching the strand of saliva that connected your mouth to her nipple as she pulled you further away.

Eivor’s hands moved from your hair down to your bare shoulders, pushing gently until your back hit the mattress. She stood up quickly, removing the bottom half of clothes and exhibiting her thick, powerful thighs. Your hungry eyes trailed upwards and landed on the honey-blonde hair that covered the place you so desperately wanted to touch, taste, and feel. Eivor tracked your eyes and laughed quietly, rolling her eyes and coming towards you to kneel in font of you once more. Her body lowered down as she started to place gentle kisses on your lower stomach, before moving up to kiss and suck at the underside of your breast.

A shuddery gasp tore from your throat, and your hands found her strong shoulders to squeeze and caress. You could feel her smirk against your soft flesh, and you gripped the sides of her face in an attempt to pull her up. You heard a sound of frustration press against your skin before Eivor’s sculpted arms swept up in a flash and restrained you. Her long fingers wrapped around your wrists and pinned them above your head.

“Be a good girl for me baby.” She said the words against your skin accompanied by a long lick that came to swirl around your nipple. Eivor’s thigh came to rest between your legs and you started to grind your cunt against the hard muscle. A whimper left your mouth at the friction her leg gave to your swollen clit. Eivor fully wrapped her mouth around your nipple, sucking and biting at the hard bud. One of her hands came down to trace the contours of your waist before gently rubbing your clit.

Your back arched off the bed and your hips jutted up in desperation. Eivor seemed to have got the message as she removed her last hand from your wrists. Her body moved down on the bed and she pulled your thighs to rest on her shoulders, the broadness spreading them wide for her.

Ravenous eyes glazed over when they saw you laid out just in front of them. Eivor licked her lips, pink tongue darting out and making them glisten. She pressed the muscle flat against your folds, spreading them and making a pathetic mewl escape from your lips. She groaned into your pussy and squeezed the flesh of your thighs, no doubt creating little marks that you would wake up to.

Eivor’s tongue was relentless as it lapped up your juices like they were the last thing on earth. Her plump lips came up to suck on your swollen, needy clit. The action had you wrapping your thighs around Eivor’s head and pulling at her miraculously still intact braid. She groaned into your cunt, sending syrupy vibrations up your core that had wetness spilling out of you and down your ass cheeks. Eivor devoured every last bit happily, sliding her tongue down in zigzag motions towards your hole. All of a sudden she pressed the long muscle into you, curling it upwards and rubbing it against that spot that had you moaning loudly.

Suddenly, Eivor sat up, the loss of contact in your weeping cunt making you shiver. Her large hands came and pushed against the backs of your thighs, making your legs touch your belly. She braced a tattooed, toned forearm against them both and dove back down for more. Her free hand slid up your sweaty torso, squeezing at your breasts as they passed them. Eivor’s two middle fingers came and pressed against your wet, swollen lips, demanding entrance. You obliged immediately, too lost in the sensations her expert tongue was giving you. Her long fingers slid into your mouth, the length of them hitting the back of your throat and making you gag slightly.

Her icy eyes looked up at you, and you could barely see the colour of them, her pupils blown so wide in pleasure. They were glazed over, every one of her senses lost in the pleasure she received from giving to you. The sight of her head between your thighs wretched a long, deep-throated moan from you, and you bit down hard on Eivor’s fingers.

She pulled them out of your mouth and removed her forearm from your thighs, letting your legs straighten out. Eivor pulled back entirely, the action having you furrowing your brows in confusion, a plea on the tip of your tongue. She spat on your swollen pussy, reaching a hand down to rub at your ass cheek. Before you knew it, she had grabbed your hip with that same hand and had flipped you over onto your hands and knees.

Shock reverberated through your system, and you could feel your nectar leaking down the lengths of your thighs. Eivor made a sound of pure pleasure as she lent down to lick a stripe up the back of each of your thighs, catching the wetness in her mouth. The gentleness of her tongue against your hot skin sent shivers down your spine as you awaited her next move.

The two very same fingers that had beet wetted in your mouth previously were shoved into you, Eivor’s palm angling downwards to rub against your poor clit with every thrust. The sound of your wet cunt pressing into her hand had you gripped the messy bedsheets in front of you with all the strength you could muster. You felt her dewy breath on your pussy before her lips sucked on your clit once again, the new angle making you more sensitive. Her fingers were moving in tandem with her mouth, and you soon felt your orgasm pool in your stomach. You clenched around Eivor, her fingers scraping your quivering walls just right. With each thrust, your mewls turned into moans, and those moans got louder and louder.

“That’s it baby, come for me.” Eivor said the words against your messy cunt, and you could barely form a reply before your pussy walls clenched a vice grip around her fingers. Your head fell forward, landing in the softness of the mattress as you screamed into it. Eivor slowed her movements to give you time to come down from your high, still licking long stripes up and down your cunt.

Sweat dripped from your forehead as you pulled yourself back up onto your hands.

You needed to taste her, to fill your mouth with the sweet ambrosia that was no doubt dripping onto the duvet.

What a waste.

Before Eivor could process it, you had turned yourself around and grabbed her face. You pulled her lips to yours, hers opening beneath gladly. Eivor’s mouth tasted of you, and the heady flavour reminded of what you set out to do. You put both of your hands on her broad shoulders, turning the two of you around so that she was where you were on the bed, and vice-versa. Her beautiful eyes were curious as they watched you sink down her body, kissing, suckling, and biting as you went. The muscle was hard beneath your mouth, but the skin so soft against your tongue.

The muscle trailed down her abs, tracing the dips between and leaving wetness in its wake. You nosed the pretty dark blonde hair your mouth found eventually, hands coming down to spread her strong thighs, finding wetness dribbling down them. Your mouth watered at the feeling. Eivor let out a long exhale and pulled her plump bottom lip between her teeth.

You restrained yourself, wanted to prolong this experience: It wasn’t often that Eivor let you do this, her preferring to be the one to give pleasure. You looked up to see her watching you intently, blue eyes half-lidded and breaths deep. Her high cheekbones were dusted with a honeyed pink, and her blonde braid was mussed, some soft pieces escaping and framing her face. Eivor’s small breasts moved up and down with her breaths, and you moved further down her body, positioning yourself.

The weight of her leg was heavy on your back as you threw one over your shoulder and stared down at your wife. Her pink, needy clit stared back at you, hole weeping pure sweetness and just begging to be stimulated.

Of course you obliged.

Your nose moved down to inhale her sweet, familiar scent before your mouth descended upon her. You twirled your tongue around her clit and her large hands came to grip your head instinctively. A little noise tore from the back of her throat, and the sound of it had you pulling her little bud into your mouth and sucking on it. Your hands trailed themselves down to grip her soft ass as you spread her pussy further for yourself. Fingers came and entered themselves into Eivor’s cunt, the warmth and tightness of her so familiar and so Eivor. You couldn’t get enough. You thrusted into her hard, fingers rubbing against her wet walls that parted so nicely for you.

Her voice got higher and higher, something so unlike Eivor, but you were so glad she trusted you enough to share this side of herself with you. Precious nectar poured out of her, and you made it your mission to savour every last drop. Her walls clenched around your fingers, and her hands tightened in your hair. Eivor’s movements had you groaning into her cunt.

Her voice grew in pitch, and soon enough her pussy fluttered around your fingers in movements so strong you could feel them in her clit. Eivor wailed softly as you slowed your movements to bring her back from wherever she had ascended to. You looked back up to see tears streaming down her precious face, and a smile adorning her lips. You placed one little kiss against her clit before pulling yourself up to touch your lips against hers. This time it was slower, more savouring the tastes of you two marrying together.

Legs came to straddle her torso, and Eivor sat up, causing your cunt to press against her lower abs. A soft gasp left your lips while her powerful arms came to wrap around your frame. Her tongue stroked yours and you soon found yourself grinding against Eivor.

“Think you can take another one, Love?” She whispered the words against your mouth, accentuating them by pulling your bottom lip into her mouth and sucking. Your cunt was too wet to decline.

“Yeah. Please.” The two words were ones of desperation and want. Eivor’s hands came down to rest on your hips and they kneaded the flesh there before moving them back and forth. Your clit scraped against the dips and valleys of Eivor’s abdomen, and the sensation had you gasping into the kiss. You moved your head to rest on her pale muscular should, gently kissing the skin there as you let warmth overtake your being.

You felt your climax approach quickly, your cunt so sensitive thanks to prior stimulation. “There’s a good girl.” Eivor’s encouraging words had you jutting your hips faster and harder. You bit down onto her shoulder as your thighs started to shake, pleasure running up and down them like an electrical current.

Wetness poured from you, and ecstasy flowed though your veins and wracked your bones. A long, deep moan came from your mouth, muffled by Eivor’s shoulder. Her hands tenderly caressed your hips before coming to pull your face up. She kissed you sweetly, both of you smiling into the movement.

Eivor stood up, pulling you with her and wrapping your legs around her waist once again. She moved quickly through the hallway and you moved your hands to cup her warm face.

She stepped into the now lukewarm water of your bath, and you both laughed at the temperature shock.

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theewicked · 1 year ago

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Strap ON

Eivor thrusted in harshly, calloused hand gripping the bed post with enough force that her knuckles were white. She pushed the head of her strap against your cervix with all her glorious might. It had you seeing stars, and you needed to press your face against the plush mattress even more to contain the scream that threatened to escape your fucked out, tired throat.

A large hand came in between your face and the bed, squeezing and tugging it up until you could see the ceiling. It made your back arch almost uncomfortably but made Eivor hit such a deep, delicious spot inside you.

“I wanna hear them noises, dove.” Eivor said into your ear, rich and deep voice almost getting lost in between the myriad of pants, squelching, and slapping skin. She accentuated her command with a pointedly deep thrust that had you basically mewling.

“Such a good girl for me.” She said before letting go of your neck and making you fall forwards, having to catch yourself weakly on your forearms. The hand that wasn’t gripping the bedpost snaked around your middle before resting just below your belly button. Eivor pushed gently on the spot, again making you see stars.

Your pussy was so, so wet, you could feel your nectar dripping down your trembling thighs. And the sounds Eivor’s strap made inside you were so very dirty, they almost seemed to spur Eivor on more, like they were some type of reward she gained from fucking the brain cells out of you.

You felt her vicious pounding melt into something slightly more of a gentler tempo, a fact you were quite relieved with, as you were pretty sure your insides were fucked raw and bruised at this point. Two hands came to rest on your upper back, massaging slowly, gently. It was a type of feeling you were entirely unfamiliar with at the moment: You two had been at it for some time now, long enough for your stamina to wane. Though it seemed like Eivor’s had not. It never did and it was almost scary.

Thumbs dug into the spent muscles of your back, pressing deep circles into your skin and flesh. All the while Eivor kept a practiced tempo with her godly hips, and the strap melted into your cunt divinely, scraping your walls and the tip of it kissed deep spots inside you.

Those blunt thumbs slowly turned into trimmed nails as you felt Eivor drag them down your arched back. It was such a light, ticklish feeling that had you drooling into the sheets at the contrast of it compared to the deep, thick thrusts you were receiving elsewhere. Those nails painted themselves down until they reached where your back met your ass.

A sharp slap that had you crying out was placed upon the swelled flesh of your right ass cheek, leaving a rosy red mark no doubt.

Those nails dragged themselves up your back again, leaving goosebumps and making you shiver. But this time, they did not stop where your back did. They continued down your arms until you could feel Eivor’s large, muscled body leaning over yours as she reached over and wrapped her deft, long fingers around your wrists. She brought your arms in front of you and placed your hands on the bedpost, beckoning you to hold onto it just as she had done only moments before. So you did.

“Good girl.” Eivor’s hot breath met your ear and the tip of her tongue softly traced the outline of your ear, the touch teasing. You felt her soft blonde hair rest on your skin, and saw it fall either side of your head. The warmth of your dim bedroom light bounced off of it, making it appear like spun gold.

Her small breasts pressed against your back as her hands fell from your wrists and palmed your own, making your nipples harden. She kneaded the supple flesh of them as her lips caressed the side of your neck before she pushed herself back into her original position on her knees, only this time she seemed to have crawled forwards more in between your legs, the strap remaining inside you and moving slowly the entire time.

Her hips stopped their movement suddenly, making your insides feel strange from the lack of friction. You managed to twist your head and look behind your bare shoulder.

The sight you were presented with had your cunt squeezing itself around the thick toy buried in you.

The soft light bounced off of Eivor’s abdominal muscles, shading and highlighting them in a way that had you whimpering. She had fully sat down on her knees, ass cheeks touching her heels and she leant backwards slightly. Your eyes travelled up her strong arms, the sweat smeared there making them look delectable. Eivor’s hands came behind her and gripped both of your ankles, lifting your feet from where they rested on the mattress and keeping them by her hips so the only part of your legs touching it were your knees.

Your heavy-lidded gaze finally trailed up to your lovers face. Her deep blue eyes were already on you, the look in them smouldering and the pupils blown. Her kiss-swollen lips were a sweet pink that had them resembling a piece of ripe fruit, just begging to be bitten into and enjoyed. Eivor’s high, regal cheekbones were dusted with sweat so fine it might have well had been glitter.

She thrusted into you deeply, the grip she had on your ankles tightening in time as she pulled you towards her using them. You saw the defined muscles of her arms flex and tighten under her skin. Eivor thrusted again, this time harder, and the way she was using you made black spots swarm your already dimmed vision.

You turned your head away from your lover and rested your forehead on the bedpost in between your hands as she started pounding into you viciously again. Only this time she was forcing your body onto the fake cock too, making the experience one of true, pure ecstasy.

Your fifth orgasm of the night creeped up on you, the feeling skittering down your spine and resting low in your belly. You did not want faster, or harder. This was perfect.

“Yes Eivor, please.” Your begging was almost incoherent, buried beneath a whiny pitch and breathy tone.

“What was that, sweetheart?” The pet name she gave you was so sweet compared to the way she was slamming into you. It had tears forming in your tired eyes. “You wanna cum?” She asked, voice deep and clear despite the exercise she was presenting her body with. She should’ve been just as out of breath as you were. Of course she wasn’t.

You nodded, forehead lifting off of the cold bedpost just to do so, before dropping down again.

All movement stopped, making the slowly winding coil in your tummy go lax. You sobbed. A hand came up and gripped your hair by your roots roughly, pulling your head up. “What did you say baby?” Eivor said, her hand travelling down from your hair to your throat, squeezing slightly.

“Yes please, let me cum.” Your voice was weak and tears travelled down your warm cheeks.

Eivor’s low chuckle was felt deep in your bones, and you could perfectly imagine the cunning little smirk that no doubt graced her gorgeous mouth that paired it. “As you wish.” Was all she said before her hand left your throat, letting your head drop back down to its previous position. You felt warm hands on your ankles again and Eivor resumed her heady, fast paced rhythm.

That coil tightened again after no time and your pussy contracted and buzzed around Eivor’s strap.

She started groaning, sensing a slight more difficulty in pulling out with how tight you were gripping her. Her noises only spurred you on, as now your low wails could be heard throughout the room.

Soon enough, your muscles tensed and that feeling in your tummy that had twisted itself so tightly, finally snapped. Your limbs tingled with your climax and Eivor’s gentle praises could barely be heard over your mewls. Your hands gripped the headboard so tightly, almost as if they were the only thing keeping you tethered to the earth.

Eivor fucked you through the climax expertly, and had you whimpering when she bit down harshly on your shoulder while doing it. Eventually her hips slowed down, and her grip on your ankles loosened. You also calmed down, even more so when Eivor pulled out of you gently, making you feel almost empty. She made quick work of removing the strap, and got up to swiftly deposit it in the bathroom for cleaning later.

For now, though, she would clean you up with a warm, wet cloth softly, murmuring warm praises into your ears with her deep voice as she wrapped you up in blankets, urging you to sleep.

“Sleep now, dove. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Your eyes closed almost immediately, sleep tugging at your spent body.

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