“You. Have. GOT. To be kidding me!” She said through a laugh as her suitcase hit the floor.
“Nope,” I teased, putting my arm around her waist and pulling her up beside me. “I TOLD you I got an extra sturdy 4 poster bed that we’d have to put through its paces. You know, to make sure it’s good and sturdy.”
“That is NOT what I’m talking about and you KNOW it,” she laughed as she poked me in the side. “I’m talking about THAT,” she pointed. “THAT right there! WHO is THAT for??”
I turned her to face me, putting both hands on her hips before wrapping them around and pulling her up against me. “THAT, my dear, is for YOU.” I kissed her long and deep, then she pulled her head back, turning to look at the swing, and laughed, eyes wide with wonder as she bit her bottom lip. Fuck, I loved it when she did that. I wonder if she knew just how much that little action drove me crazy.
“How do I even get in that thing? I’ve never used one before!” She said.
“Don’t worry about a thing, love. It came with VERY thorough instructions that I have read through several times over, and I may or may not have watched some… videos. PURELY for educational purposes, of course,” I said through a laugh as I pinched her ass. “This swing was built with both fun AND comfort in mind. We may have grown up, but that just means we get better toys.” I turned her head to me and kissed her again.
“But first, dinner. I’ve got reservations for the best spot in town.”
The drive to dinner wouldn’t normally take very long, but when she slipped the physical remote for the vibrator in her panties into my hand and leaned the seat back to “stargaze,” I took the scenic route. I had never seen her dress like this before. Maybe it was being in a different town where she didn’t know anyone; maybe she was coming out of her shell a little more; hell, maybe it was both, but I was LOVING the view. Black leather thigh-high boots, black leather skirt, and a tight white v-neck that was only just sheer enough in the right light to let you know that she wasn’t wearing a bra. It was a miracle that I could focus on the road at all.
She put on her favorite music, nice and low, and then put her hand over mine as I held the remote. “Let me help,” she said, licking her lips. Her tongue had just enough moisture to make the bright red lipstick glisten in the street lights as we drove. She briefly turned on her side, facing me and ran her free hand up my thigh, stopping just before getting to my groin, “YOU need to focus on the road.” She laid back in the seat and triggered the remote.
“You are so bad,” I said as a smile creased my lips. I could feel myself start to get hard as she manipulated the controls of the remote with my hand, wiggling and moaning in her seat. “I know, but you love it,” she whispered through a light moan.
The valet at the restaurant got a little bit of a show. The windows are tinted, but the skirt had wormed it’s way up and was showing more than intended. She was still in the middle of readjusting it when he opened the door to let her out. She hadn’t even put the seat back upright yet. I’m not going to lie, I gave him a bit of a smirk and a nod when he fist-bumped me and mouthed the words “all right!” when he gave me my valet slip.
“I saw that!” Arms crossed, foux serious look through the top of her eyes, one eyebrow raised at me.
“You know, I MIGHT believe that look if you weren’t trying so hard to hide that smirk at the corner of your mouth,” I said, taking her arm. “Aaaaand, if I didn’t have this,” a nearly inaudible click from my jacket pocket turning on the vibrator again. She sharply inhaled and just barely let out a yelp when I turned it off. “See, my dear? I can be bad, too.”
Dinner was amazing. More of our usual smart-ass remarks, flirting, and all out innuendo. While we were waiting for our food, she slid a box across the table and said “I got a little surprise for you.”
I eyed her as I opened it, then quickly shut the lid before anyone else could see what was inside. I had to stifle a laugh. It wasn’t so much of a “cock ring” as it was a SLEEVE. “And what would you like me to do with this?” I asked, giggling.
“I want you to put it on for me. Here, at the restaurant, so you’re good and ready when we get back to your house.” She bit her bottom lip and raised her eyebrow at me. Yep. She knows what that look does to me.
I came back from the restroom just in time for the waiter to set our wine in front of us. “How’s the fit?” She asked.
“Like a glove,” I chuckled, as I lifted my wine glass to take a drink.
Right about then I felt a VERY sudden sensation that made me jump and spit the wine back into the glass, coughing at the surprise. My knee smacked the table and made a noise so loud I had to apologize to everyone around us for the disturbance.
“Dear,” I said through a hushed tone, trying to sound firm, but still trying not to laugh my ass off at being caught off-guard, “why is my dick vibrating??”
“What on EARTH are you talking about??” She feigned innocence as she pulled the remote out of her purse and set it on the table for me to look at for a moment before turning my own vibrator off and slipping it back into her purse. “Maybe because YOU had a remote and I wanted to play, too!”
“Alright, fair play. You got me. But that thing better be turned on high while you’re swinging later.”
The valet practically shoved his way to the key box when he saw us walking out to get the car. He got out and raised his arm for another fist bump as he met us at the curb and said “have fun,” but before I could react, she interrupted with a stern “AHEM!” and a raised eyebrow. I don’t recall seeing anyone turn that shade of red before. “I, uh, sorry, ma’am. I didn’t mean anything by it. I just, um…”
She raised her arm, ending in a fist, and gave him a coy grin, “Don’t worry. He will have fun,” she said. He gave her a fist bump, but couldn’t reply. He was too busy picking his bottom jaw up off of the sidewalk as she got into the car. I couldn’t blame him. I jokingly elbowed him in the arm and said “yep” as I started walking. Right as I stepped off the curb I barely kept from falling as I was startled from another sudden vibration in my pants. I’ll admit, I yelped. I could see her laughing through the windshield and holding the remote up, dangling it between her fingers.
“I hope you’re aware that I still have that leather paddle at home,” I said through a laugh as I got into the car.
Before I could get the car into gear, she leaned over and gave me a long, deep kiss; “I’m counting on it.”
As we drove home, she slipped her seatbelt off and leaned over, gently biting and sucking on my earlobe, rubbing her hand across my chest, then down my stomach as she moved to biting my neck. “What are you doing?” I asked. She just kept kissing my neck as her hand undid my belt and pants. I shifted in my seat, making it easier for the zipper to fully be undone. “Concentrate on the road. REAL hard,” she said as she slid the cock sleeve off of me and put her lips over my head and started sucking.
“Hands at 10 & 2,” I uttered through a moan as she took my whole shaft in her mouth. Christ, she is good. I placed one hand on the back of her head and she removed it, placing it back on the wheel with a quick “No. Let ME do it,” and going straight back to the single best blowjob I have ever had.
I pulled into the driveway, put it in park, and said “as much as I want you to never stop, we should move inside or I’m going to cum in your mouth REALLY soon.” She sucked on the tip for just a moment longer before putting the cock sleeve back on. “Let’s get inside, then,” she said, playfully licking around the tip one more time.
My hands were on her from the front door all the way back to the bedroom, stripping us both as we went, leaving a trail of clothes behind us. We got to the bedroom and I lifted her onto the bed, kissing her hard and deep, letting my hand slide down between her legs. I pulled her vibrator out and fingered her clit, then slid my middle finger in her soaking wet pussy. “Time to play on the swing.”
I turned her around and guided her into the swing, facing the headboard. “Grab the headboard. Once I’m inside you, YOU are dictating the rhythym,” I said, tightening the straps. “But first,” I leaned forward and slid the remote for the cock sleeve into her hand she grinned with anticipation. Right as she turned it on, a loud SMACK filled the room as I slapped her across her ass with the leather paddle. “I TOLD you I had this at the house.”
She moaned. I know she wanted more of the paddle, but between the cock sleeve vibrating and the blowjob in the car, I HAD to be inside her. I got on my knees behind her on the bed and slid my hard, vibrating cock into her. She let out a loud moan as she pushed back against the headboard and into me. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her hair back, then slapped her ass with my free hand. “You’re dictating the pace. Show me how you want fucked!”
She. Wanted. FUCKED. She pushed and pulled against the headboard so hard I thought she might actually break the sturdy frame. I matched her rhythym, pushing into her as she pushed back toward me. I had to keep hold of her hair to make sure I stayed inside of her pussy as she lunged back and forth in the swing.
“FUCKING SHIT!” She screamed as she gave a final, hard push into me. I pushed as deep into her as my cock could go and came harder than I ever have, one hand full of hair, the other between her legs and fingering her clit as we both screamed in passion.
I lowered the swing, lying her on the bed, but stayed inside of her, gently pulsing and thrusting until the aftershocks subsided. She didn’t turn the cock sleeve vibration off for a few minutes afterward, enjoying the vibration as we both quivered in the excitement of our first time with both it and the swing.
“I’d say your bed passed the sturdiness test,” she joked.
I pulled out of her and laid against her with my arm around her. “Yeah, I’d sure as hell say it did,” I said.
I pulled the cock sleeve off. “This little miracle worker did a great job, too.” I was gently rubbing her back, using only my finger tips as we enjoyed the quiet afterglow.
After a few minutes, I reached for her thighs and started to undo the harness on the swing and she put her hand on mine, giving me that arched eyebrow look and bit her bottom lip before saying, “What, no round two?”
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