Part two of the story. My wife is also doing her perspective.
[part 1 ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ol4urt/playing_with_control_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
[her perspective ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ol4jq1/hot_monogamy_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
My heart raced and my palms became sweaty as I made my way down the hall towards our bedroom. Normally a brisk mundane walk that occurred dozens of times on any given day, suddenly felt eternal.
I stood at the threshold of our bedroom, swallowed hard and opened the door.
There she was, just as I had asked of her; kneeling, on the bed, waiting for me with her hands on her lap. This was the moment when I knew, this was the night she would fully surrender herself to me and I would take us on the journey of a lifetime.
I studied her from top to bottom ensuring my demands of her had been met; hair down in a lose curl, check; natural make up, check; silver jewelry, check! She had fulfilled my every request of her from perfectly manicured nails, to the delicious aroma of my favorite perfume. This was it, she was mine and she was showing me just how much mine she was.
I approached her slowly, taking in as much detail as I could. She had chosen a beautiful navy silk floral kimono to present herself to me. The closer I got, the more I wondered what other surprises might lay under the exquisitely erotic simplicity of her robe.
My lips met with hers as we greeted each other. Our time apart as we prepared for each other had amplified our desire for each other. Her smell, her touch her embrace were all singularly enough enthrall me. I again had to refrain and remind myself, tonight is about control.
My hands began to explore her body. My fingers traced her physique gingerly as I watched her respond to my touch. As I continued my exploration, I arrived at the sash of her robe and placed the end of the simple square knot that delicately secured her modesty in my hand. I allowed this sensation to linger prolonging the experience and allowing the anticipation and eroticism to rise exponentially. With one gentle pull, I could reveal the contents the robe had been seductively guarding. I watched the agony in her face. She wanted me to see what was underneath. I lingered a moment longer, building the anguish before I unwrapped the delicious prize that is my wife.
I slowly pulled on the end of her sash quickly unraveling the delicate knot. I gently parted her robe and let the silky linen gently drape off her shoulders. My eyes darted vigorously examining every inch of her as to not miss a single detail. I gazed upon her glowing ginger curls, her soft pale creamy skin decorated with kissable freckles, her plump supple breast displayed for admiration by an exquisitely chosen brazier. Here she was, my wife, my love, my submissive giving herself to me.
I began to let my hands wander and explore the erotic playground that is her body. I began at her lips, gently caressing them with the tip of my finger. A subtle moan escaped from her as a response to my touch. She wanted me. My hands ran down her body and followed the curvature of her hips. Her breathing became more rapid. My hands wrapped around her waist continuing to explore arriving at her ass. With each hand I grabbed a handful giving it a not so gentle squeeze as I pulled her into me deliberately pressing my bulge into her. She inhaled sharply, no longer able to disguise her arousal, nor could I.
I kissed her passionately, our mouths and tongues enticing each others. My hands continued frantically feeling and exploring her. I then realized that she had completely omitted panties all together. Instantly my brain fogged with the unmistakable desire of wanting to fuck. I ran my hand up in between her legs as she remained kneeling on the bed to find her wetness beginning mid thigh. Another brain fogging wave of erotic sensations took over me. My hand continued its predestined path, collecting the fruits of my labor along the way. My fingers at last reached their destination and began to examine her pristinely waxed mound. I lubricated my finger with her product of our love and lust for each other and slowly and assertively inserted myself inside of her. My spasmodic cock ached, desperately pleading to take over, wanting to be used, wanting to be pleasured.
While inside her dripping wet sex, I felt something different, a feeling of her being full. I continued my inquiry to determine that there was a foreign object competing with my finger for space inside of her.
I withdrew from within her and guided her onto her hands and knees. I gazed upon her ass to my surprise find a shiny blue jewel seemingly magically suspended center stage in between her ass cheeks. My balls tightened as my arousal soared. I grabbed for the jewel and discovered it attached to a shiny silver anal plug that she had previously inserted.
She looked back at me and asked: “Do you like your prize?”
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