13. Camden
CHAPTER 13
Camden
Friday evening
I reach down with the hand that isn’t tightly holding her neck, and unbutton her shorts. My hold is restrictive but I’m not taking her air away. She takes a ragged inhale of breath. My fingers slip inside the waistband of her shorts and just move slowly over her skin there. She doesn’t move, but her eyes dance between mine. “I asked you a question, Princess.”
Her tongue slowly slips out of her mouth, wetting her lips. I love when I catch her off guard enough to surprise her. Surprise her to the point she is unable to find her voice immediately. I can feel her heartbeat accelerate under my grip, and my brow raises still expecting an answer.
“Very wet,” she finally answers in a raspy voice. I can tell that the soft touch on her skin at the band of her shorts, with the rough hold I have on her neck is causing the lapse in communication. The contradiction in touches can cause adrenaline to rush not knowing exactly what to expect next, which is exactly how I want her right now.
I have been away for a week, which is difficult enough in and of itself, but let’s add in the visuals she’s been giving me when she called me while I was gone. Not only the details of them kissing and how much Shay enjoyed it, but also my fucking imagination going crazy. I have jerked off so many times this week, it’s a miracle my cock isn’t chaffed.
But no matter how many times I have, it still doesn’t compare to the feeling of being inside my wife. My lips quirk up in a devious smirk and I grab one side of her shorts and rip them open roughly, adding to the adrenaline rush she’s already feeling, keeping her guessing as to what I will do next. An audible gasp escapes from Shayna’s lips from the harsh action.
“Well, let’s see how wet she has you,” I say, kicking her legs apart. Her hands haven’t moved from grasping my t-shirt on my waist as her feet move abruptly. Her head is tilted up staring in my eyes and mine haven’t left hers either. I tower over her small frame. I stand at six foot two inches tall and she’s a foot smaller than I am at five foot two.
My hand slowly moves down past her shorts into her panties, feeling her soaking wet pussy. I run my fingers just over the seam, letting it slide softly through the wetness there. My middle finger just barely pressing on the seam, not enough to delve inside. My forefinger and ring finger rubbing each of the lips there, spreading her arousal all over. Her eyes flutter closed and she brings her bottom lip into her mouth biting it.
I lean forward, still working my hand inside her panties, nipping her ear lobe with my teeth. My tongue darts out, licking the shell of her ear. When I speak, my hot breath fans over her ear causing her to shiver.
“My wife is a slut for her best friend. Look at you panting just hoping to get a taste of her sweet pussy. Don’t you?” I ask.
Nodding slightly, I chuckle. She knows as soon as I call her Princess inside this room, we enter into a scene. I’m playing off her lust for Lexi right now. Hell, my own lust for her as well. I’m sure tonight will be intense for both of us.
My fingers pick up pace, rubbing back and forth, sliding further and further inside her folds. When I rub over her swollen clit, her hips buck slightly wanting more, moaning loudly. I chuckle darkly.
“I wonder how Lexi’s sweet pussy feels. I bet her cunt will get soaking wet for me. Drip from my finger. Don’t you?” I say and nip her shoulder.
“Mmhmmm,” she moans.
“I will make you get on your knees under her, while I finger fuck her so hard she squirts all over your face,” I whisper next to her ear. I slowly pull my hands out of her shorts and take a slight step back, with my arm extended still holding her throat. She’s trying to pull me closer by her hold on my shirt.
“Remove your shorts and underwear,” I growl low. She looks stunned up at me letting her hands drop from my waist. She moves slowly to grab the waistband of her shorts. “Now, Princess. I want to see how wet my whore has gotten for her best friend.”
As she shimmies her shorts over her thick thighs and down her toned and tanned legs, I drop my hand from her neck and take another step back. She stays leaning against the door. Another step back and then another, until my leg hits our California King sized bed. I sit down on the edge and lean back with my arms extended behind me.
“Take everything off,” I demand and she quickly removes her shirt and bra, allowing her large tits free. My wife is a gorgeous woman, and sexy as hell. She knows how to rile me up. After she drops her clothes to the floor, her hands move to brush over her own breasts making her nipples even harder than they already are. I keep my eyes on her hands, knowing she’s doing to entice me.
My eyes move slowly up to hers and she’s still biting that bottom lip of hers. Now it’s time to really play.
“Show me,” I command. And her brows furrow as her fingers stop playing with her nipples.
“Show you, what?” she asks and she pushes off the door to walk to me.
“Stay where you are. Do not move unless I tell you to, whore,” I say moving one of my arms from behind me and rubbing my cock over my jeans. “Show me what you would do to her and let me hear you.” Her eyes widen slightly.
Ahhh… she’s nervous now. This is a new side to my wife I haven’t seen. “You show me what you would do to her,” I say and bite my lip letting my eyes rake over her entire body slowly, then back up to her eyes. “And then I will show you what I plan to do to her.”
Shayna’s mouth pops open and a quick intake of breath. I can see she’s panting. Her hand moves down her stomach while the other tweaks her nipple softly. One of her legs bend at the knee and pivot outwards as her hand cups her pussy. Her hand starts to rub back and forth and I can see her finger slide inside her folds. She moans as her two fingers begin to circle her clit, slowly at first then picks up speed.
“Pinch it harder, Princess. We both know you like the pain,” I command. She pinches harder and pulls her tit at the same time away from her chest. She gives a loud moan this time and the hand on her pussy begins to really move now, as she bucks into her own hand.
I see every so often she thrusts her own fingers deep inside her cunt. My mouth is watering and my heart pounding. Not only at the sight of my wife pleasuring herself in front of me, but the visual of her doing this to Lexi splayed out on our bed.
“Fuck yourself harder. I want to watch you make yourself come,” I say as I lean further back onto my one elbow. Unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, I pull my hard cock from my boxers. Staring straight into her eyes, I bring the palm of my hand up to my mouth and lick the entirety of my hand and then begin to stroke my engorged cock with it.
It doesn’t feel as good as I know it will inside Shayna, but I’m putting on a show just as much as she is right now. Swiping my thumb over my slit and then twisting my upward stroke, I keep slowly jerking myself off. Her eyes keep flitting between my eyes and my hand stroking my cock.
My wife may be bisexual and enjoy pussy as much as me, but she still needs my cock to pound her into next week for her to come as hard as she likes. I can tell when she’s close to coming. Her hips are bucking harder, and her hand doesn’t stop between rubbing her clit and diving deep inside her entrance.
“Let me hear you, Princess,” I say. Stroking my cock slowly, I watch her hand closely.
“Daddy, please let me come,” she asks breathlessly.
I watch as she concentrates on just rubbing her clit as hard and fast as possible.
“Please, Daddy,” she begs as I swallow hard watching her. The years we’ve been together, we’ve done so much, but this feels different. It feels new and unexplored. I can’t wait for what’s to come with Lexi added into our mix.
“Come for me, Princess. But I want to hear you call out her name when you do,” I say.
The back of her head hits the door as she bites her bottom lip so hard. Her eyes slide closed and I know she’s imagining it. And knowing my wife, she’s picturing that it's Lexi’s hands on her breast and pussy. She once more pinches her nipple so hard, I see her fingers turning white, and the fingers rubbing her pussy moving so fast and hard.
“Yes, Lexi. Baby please… Make me come. I want you to fuck me with your fingers,” she says softly.
My strokes pick up watching her begin to come apart. “Louder, slut. I can’t hear you.”
“Lexi… oh m-my god… yes! I’m coming… fu-ck…” she stutters loudly as her body seems to lock up from the onslaught of her orgasm. Just watching her come from this, I stand up from the bed, with my hard cock in my hand.
She’s breathing heavily leaning against the door for support. I walk over to her quickly, lift the leg that she had bent and secured it over my arm and ram my hard dick inside of her hard. She yells from the hard and abrupt intrusion, grabbing quickly onto my shoulders.
She’s on her tippy toes on the only foot still on the ground. I usually give her a moment to adjust to my size, especially when it’s our first time when I’ve come home. But I can’t. I’m too feral for her right now. I start thrusting hard and deep inside of her.
“This…” thrust , “is…” thrust , “what…” thrust , “I…” thrust , “will…” thrust , “do!” thrust . She’s moaning loudly now and her nails are digging into my back. My jeans have slipped down past my ass and settled on my upper thighs. “Is that what you want to see, Princess? Hmmm? Want to watch me pound into Lexi while you watch?”
She’s breathing so loudly, but she can’t speak so she just nods her head.
“Or shall I make her eat your dripping wet pussy while I fuck her ass from behind, so I can watch?” I ask her.
“Fuck, I’m coming a-again,” she says loudly as I feel her walls clamp down around.
“Come for us, Princess. Make that cunt strangle my cock,” I growl out as I feel the impending orgasm start to tingle at the base of my spine. I spread her open even more, pushing her leg up further, as I fuck her harder, making the wooden door to our room shake now.
I’m sure Lexi can hear us across the hall, and I can admit it. I wanted her to hear everything. I want to know that she’s going to be fucking herself with her fingers or whatever toys she has in that room to the sounds of us fucking in here. And I want her to hear my wife scream her name when she does.
“Fuuuccckkkkk… yes, Lexi!” Shay yells and that is my undoing right there. The first ropes of my warm seed coat the inside of her walls, as I continue to nail her to the door.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck,” I growl with every deep thrust inside her until I come to a stop.
We’re both sweaty and breathing heavily, that is all that can be heard in the room. I feel drips run down my back and at the strength of her digging her nails into me, I honestly don’t know if it's just sweat or if it is mixed with my blood. I’m good with both. It wouldn’t be the first time Shayna has drawn blood from me during an intense session.
I rest my head on her shoulder, trying to catch my breath. I hear her head once again, hit the door resting there. “Fucking hell, Shay. That was intense,” I say.
She chuckles, bringing her hands to the back of my neck and playing with the hair there.
“Yeah, it was very intense. And different but fuck that was amazing,” she says. Lifting my head from her shoulder, I look at her seriously now.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I? I was just so in the moment and couldn’t stop myself,” I admit looking into her eyes. I never want to hurt her, unless it’s a pain that I know she will enjoy. This whole encounter took me by surprise, just like the possibility of us both being with Lexi.
Bringing her hands around and holding my face, she gives me a warm, soft smile. “You always hurt me in the best way imaginable. It’s a pain that I will love feeling for days to come.”
My mouth immediately crashes down onto hers. This woman is my life, she is my everything. Kissing her passionately, I slowly drop her leg and bring that hand up to gently grasp the nape of her neck.
“I don’t know where I would be without you, Shay. I love you so much sometimes it hurts,” I say in a whisper against her lips. She kisses my lips once more, then gives me a brillant heart stopping smile.
“Baby, there is no me without you,” she says. “Now, we need a shower. You reek,” she says, bringing her fingers to pinch her nose playfully, making me smack her ass. She yelps but laughs, giving me another peck on the lips.