TPW chapter 33 - very spicy boys ;))

-Trynnian-

My teasing works like a trick, and I practically feel him get harder beneath me, as he scoops me up in his arms, looking around for the vial of oil we keep in our room. “Should I prepare you or do you like to do it yourself?” He asks, the vial now gripped in his hand.

Normally, I’d do it myself, because all I cared about was getting fucked hard, and the preparation feels too intimate. So, half of me wants Kit to do it, because I want him to do it. But, the other part isn’t quite finished with teasing him yet.

Smirking, I press another kiss to his lips. “You can prepare me next time, but for now, you get to watch and not participate.” My teasing it totally worth it when he whines with a little pout. I smush his cheeks together, kissing his lips with a giggle.

Positioning myself on the bed where he gets a lovely view of me, I coat my fingers with the oil as I rest on my hands and knees. Reaching back, I lock eyes with my husband as I slide a finger inside myself, his dark gaze filled with lust as I moan slightly, fucking myself with my fingers.

His dick is quite literally twitching as I add more fingers, pushing deeper and harder inside my channels. It’s been a while since I’ve masturbated with my hole, as normally Kit and I jerk off together, meaning that I’m really quite tight.

Kit keeps clenching and unclenching his hands, one already on his dick as he watches my fingers bury themselves in my ass, right where he wants to bury himself. Oh, this is so worth it, I think as I watch his eyes go wide with hunger, taking in as much of the scene as possible.

Teasing Kit is possibly one of my new favourite things to do.

His hand wraps around his dick as he tries to pleasure himself, but I stop him with only a word. “No,” I say, my tone not shaking despite the pleasure I’m inflicting on myself. “You’re only allowed to come inside me.”

He whimpers, but dutifully removes his hand, his eyes still glued to my fingers which keep disappearing inside myself. I’ve been ready for a while, but making Kit wait was extremely satisfying. However, he seriously looks like his erection is causing him pain, so like a good husband I stop fucking myself and let him do it instead.

Pulling my fingers out of my hole, I instantly feel the emptiness, but my ass clenches at the very sight of Kit’s cock, which looks ready to burst. Moving forwards, I kiss him deeply once more, before turning around and pushing my ass against his dick.

“Just to check one final time,” Kit asks, his voice sounding normal, rather than low and husky. “You want me to be rough? Please let me know if you want me to stop, or if I’m hurting you,” he says, kissing my temple gently.

I twist my neck, kissing him lightly on the lips, before answering. “Yes, I want you to be rough, and rest assured, I’ll let you know if I’m not enjoying it. You let me know if you want to do something else, ok? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Kit strokes my cheek lovingly, kissing my forehead. “My love, if it’s with you, I’ll enjoy it. But yes, I’ll let you know.” Blushing lightly, I whisper “I love you” into his lips as he does the same back.

His hands take my hips firmly, whilst he lines himself up with my hole, which I can only assume gapes at him enticingly, based on the look of glee on his face. Turning my head back to face forwards, I shift my weight on my hands and knees, ensuring I’m comfortable, before I feel something large and hard push up against me.

I did a good job preparing myself, and it only hurts a little bit as Kit slowly eases his cock inside me. I bite my lip gently, trying not to smile at how physically full he makes me feel. I was right when I said he was big.

Kit pushes in the rest of the way, checking on me with a worried tone to make sure I’m alright. I turn my head to look at him, and the sight of my gorgeous husband towering over me, with his dick deep inside of me, does not disappoint.

After a moment, I let him know he’s alright to move, and Kit automatically starts moving slowly and gently, pulling out and pushing in to me carefully. After a while, I tap his hand, where it rests on my hip, and pull his face down to mine, where I whisper in his ear “fuck me hard and deep, my love.”

That seems to do the trick, and it’s like a switch is flipped on in my husband. He growls lowly in my ear, still leaning over me as his hands grasp my hips firmly, pulling out and thrusting deep within me with a steady and strong rhythm.

Moans flow from my lips with each thrust, my insides tingling with pleasure and my heart hammering with delight as my walls are continually hit against. White hot sparks form in my stomach, and I mean to tell Kit how amazing this is, but all that comes out is another moan.

Kit straightens his back, repositioning his hands on my hips as he begins to quicken his pace, his dick plunging deeper, burying itself against that one special spot inside me. I manage to gasp out something about how I’m about to come, but my mind is completely melted; all I can think about is how incredible I feel, and how I’m so glad it’s Kit who’s making me feel this way.

Or maybe it feels this good because it is Kit?

I don’t know, but whatever it is, I’m loving it. Kit’s fingers brush against my dick, pumping my length whilst he continues to make love to me from behind. Pleasure bubbles through my body, overflowing as I scream my husband’s name, coming all over his hand.

My ass clenches hard around his length, and after a few more deep thrusts, Kit comes inside me with a deep, guttural moan, which is my new favourite sound. My legs are already buckling beneath me, but adrenaline and lust keep me up.

Turning my head to look at my lover, his muscles are coated in a light sheen of sweat, his chest is heaving and a massive smile features on his lips. I smile, whispering “round two?”