mr_mrspeaches

mr_mrspeaches

M35 F35

Spoiled and owned

May 14 2025

The night began with cocktails and tension.

 

My husband and I had been planning this for a while—but the second I laid eyes on our guest, I knew things were about to get far more intense than I imagined. He was confident. Bold. The kind of man who doesn’t ask for permission—he takes what he wants. And tonight, what he wanted… was me.

 

I could feel it the moment he shook my hand. His fingers lingered just a second too long. His eyes locked with mine and didn’t move. And my husband? He just smiled and watched it unfold.

 

By the time we hit the hotel, I was already soaked in anticipation. I disappeared into the bathroom, slipping into my black lingerie—lace, straps, everything designed to tease. When I stepped out, both men turned toward me like wolves finally catching scent of prey. And I knew—I was theirs now.

 

They didn’t wait. I was pushed back against the wall, hands roaming, mouths claiming me like they’d been starving. One gripped my throat gently as he kissed me, the other pulling down my straps, tugging my body where he wanted it. I melted between them, powerless in the best way.

 

They guided me down to my knees—no words, just strong hands and dark smiles. I obeyed willingly. I was made to serve, to taste, to please. They didn’t ask; they directed. And I loved it.

 

Later, on the bed, it was their turn to give. Their mouths, their fingers, their bodies—all devoted to me. I was flipped, spread, teased until I was shaking, and then taken again. There were hands in my hair, a hand around my throat, and whispers in my ear that made me tremble harder than any touch ever could.

 

They worked in perfect rhythm—taking turns, claiming space, marking me with kisses, bites, and bruises I’d admire for days. My body wasn’t just theirs for the night; it felt like it had always belonged to them.

 

When he finally finished on my face and chest, panting my name while I collapsed into my husband’s arms, I was completely undone. No thoughts. Just pleasure, submission, and the sweetest ache.

 

I’ve never felt so used… and so worshipped.

 

Comments

  • Chillfunguy75

    21 Jun 2025

    That story is so fn hot I I just blew a load over my stomach and chest