Bonus Epilogue #2
Her eyes snap open, and heat fills her cheeks. She raises on her elbows and looks down at me. “I could do that?”
“I want you to do that,” I insist. “But only if it’s something you want to try. You'd be in control, driving into me, showing me what you like.”
Her eyes burn bright as she stares, transfixed by the idea of fucking me and taking the control in our exchange. “I didn't know that was an option.”
“Nothing is off the table for you, Princess,” I remind her as I rise to my knees on the bed and stare down at her perfect body, still flushed and shining with a thin sheen of sweat.
“Let me fuck you then, Payton,” she says, her smile growing wider as she sits up and takes my chin in her hand, planting a lingering kiss against my lips. I can feel the change in her, the confidence building, and the control she’s grasping at as she fully embraces the idea and grows excited by it.
I kiss her lips and pull away, leaving her in the middle of the bed as I move into the closet to find what we need. I remove my shoes, socks, and shirt before returning with the toy and lube. Ainsley’s eyes brighten when she sees me, but her smile slips a bit when she sees the toy in my hand.
“How do I use that?” she asks hesitantly, reaching out for the purple silicone toy.
“It’s a strapless strap-on. You’ll wear one end inside you as a vibrator and fuck me with the other.
We both get to enjoy this one.” I pump lube into my hand and slide it over her side before I push it into her wet cunt.
It’s a snug fit, but she seems more than comfortable with it as I make sure it sits where it needs to so it will vibrate against her clit when she thrusts.
I hand her the bottle of lube. “Get the other part ready for me while you get used the feel of it,” I instruct.
“It’s lighter than I thought it would be,” she says, shimmying her hips and letting the strap-on dildo swing in front of her.
I chuckle as I step out of my pants and boxers, palming my cock. “It’s fun to swing a dick around, right?”
She laughs too as she pumps lube in her hand and runs it along the silicone dick now attached to her. She cocks her head to the side and strokes it like she’s giving herself a hand job and I smile wider. I thought she’d like playing with this.
“This makes me feel powerful in a way I never imagined. It’s like I have big dick energy just from playing with a silicone dick.
The things I feel like I could do are suddenly way bigger and more extravagant, without any real skill or reason to be confident in my abilities.
Who knew I could have the confidence of a mediocre man just by wearing a fake cock and planning to fuck a billionaire with it? ”
I laugh and pull her to me, guiding her hand to my cock as I kiss her deeply. “I like your BDE and confidence. Now, are you ready to fuck me, and make me your own fuck toy, my perfect little cockwhore?”
She nods eagerly, her eyes shining with desire and her fingers gripping me tighter. “How do I do this so it’s best for you? I want you to feel good, too,” she says, her words speeding out and sounding nearly breathless as she kisses along my jaw.
“Don’t worry, it’ll feel good,” I assure her.
“The toy is much smaller than my cock, so it’ll be more comfortable for me than it is when I’m in your ass.
Just know I’m going to enjoy the fuck out of this.
” It’s been way too long since I’ve had my prostate massaged and anything in my ass. This will be fun.
I move us both toward the middle of the bed, lie back, and pull her between my legs so she’s facing me and sitting back on her heels.
Anticipation races through me at the idea of my gorgeous wife taking control and fucking me.
I’ve played bottom a little in the past, but not much, given the top role I usually assumed in the sessions at discreet clubs I’d partake in with partners whom I would trust to do this with.
To be this vulnerable, to give her access to this part of me, and to try something new together, is lighting up every nerve in my body and sending my desire soaring.
I guide her lubed fingers to my ass and circle, letting her get used to the idea of breaching me.
“Let me know if I hurt you,” she says, leaning forward onto one palm above me as she slides a finger inside my ass.
I tip my head back and groan at the unfamiliar but welcome intrusion.
“It doesn’t hurt at all, Princess. Keep going,” I encourage, cupping my hand around hers and positioning a second finger at the tight ring.
She slips that in along with the first and pumps them slowly inside me.
It’s a slight stretch, and needed, given what I’ve asked of her.
She needs to open me up before she fucks me.
I use my hand to guide her movements until her fingers are pressed against my prostate and I’m panting.
“Right there. Fuck yes, baby, harder.” I moan as precum leaks from my straining tip while she massages that delicious spot inside me.
“Yeah, Daddy,” she murmurs as she thrusts her fingers in hard and hits that spot that has me seeing stars. “You like that, my filthy fucktoy?” Her voice is low and satisfied, sounding delighted as she works my hole open.
My eyelids snap open at the change in our roles.
“Oh, you liked that a little too much, didn’t you, Spitfire?
You can’t wait to make me your toy and own this ass.
Good.” I sit up and kiss her forehead before reclining again.
“Now, fuck me and show me how well you can make me yours,” I demand, pushing her right back and making it known I’m onboard with this switch in roles and want nothing more than for her to have me.
I want her to control and dominate me tonight.
I pull her hand away, her delicious fingers slipping out of me, and lift my hips as she holds the base of the strap-on she’s wearing.
I reach over and push the power button, turning on the vibration for her end, which makes her jump and let out a moan as she bucks her hips forward and hits my ass with the tip.
“Yes, baby, that’s it. Feel good while you fuck me,” I croon.
I wrap my hand around hers where she’s holding the dildo and drag it to my asshole, circling slightly until it’s pressed firmly against my tight ring.
I relax and pull her closer so she leans in, pushing into me while I keep my eyes on her face.
“Oh, wow,” she says as she watches the strap-on dildo disappear inside my ass and I breathe through the stretch that feels really fucking good.
I like a little pain, just like she does, and this is no exception. While this is the first time I’ve let her fuck me, it’s not the first time I’ve had a toy in my ass, and I like it even more with her on the other end.
Her face is rapturous and focused as she sinks closer and lets the strap-on fully penetrate my body. I can feel the vibration of her end as she bottoms out. “God, you look hot taking a cock,” she says.
My dick twitches and jumps against my stomach at her praise and I let my head fall back against the pillows.
I rock my hips, moving against her. “God, yes. Fuck me, Princess. Roll those perfect hips. Show me you how well you can fuck your husband and grind against that end until you’re coming with me.
Feel how good it is.” My voice is a growl of possession and desire, need and the exchange of control.
We’re both able to pass fluidly from dominant to submissive with a single word or slight change in our action, letting this moment play out exactly how it should for us both to get what we need.
She pulls out and does as I instruct, rolling her hips and finding a rhythm of thrusts that has me groaning with the fullness and the electric pleasure that streaks through me every time she glides past my prostate.
My head drops back and I groan as she adjusts her position, which puts more pressure on my pleasure spot with every rock of her hips.
I palm my rock-hard cock and stroke at the same pace as her thrusts, running my thumb along the ridge of my head with each upward pass.
I gasp and groan, letting her know how good this feels.
“I love seeing you fall apart because of me,” Ainsley rasps, her voice thick with pleasure as she chases her own release. “Are you going to come for me and make a mess on those beautiful muscles? I want to see you lose it with a cock in your ass and at my mercy.”