I was feeling very naughty and tonight was game night with my in-laws. I also wanted us to play a little secret game of our own and my husband knew exactly what to do. As I stepped out the shower, my husband handed me a pair of black lace panties and my remote controlled vibrator. I did as he asked and made sure the vibrator sat nicely against my clit. I chose to put on a sundress because of the Arizona heat and I loved the way my nipples played peek-a-boo in the fabric. He wanted total control and I loved knowing that at any moment he had the ability to make my pussy start to pulsate. We arrived at his family’s home just as everyone was drinking and settling in. Standing around, I wondered if anyone noticed how erect my nipples had gotten. I was turned on by my thoughts and couldn’t wait to play. I found a seat at the table and my husband brought me a glass of wine. Just as we began to play a game of left, right center, I felt a jolt and almost wasted my wine. My husband had surprisingly turned on my vibrator. He smiled at me and yelled out, “let the games begin!” Looking to him with a devilish grin on my face, I knew he wanted to play dirty tonight and I was ready. I shifted slightly in my seat and made sure no one noticed that my pussy was being massaged. I knew what he had in store for me and being at his mercy was such a thrill. I didn’t say a word but I started to feel my wetness run down my thighs. He would keep it on low but as my turn came around, would crank it up just enough to jolt me back a bit. I squeezed my legs together and cleared my throat as I tried to roll the dice. He did this for several rounds, each time smiling and holding conversations with his father and brothers. At times I caught myself inhaling and trying not to moan out loud and at the same time, smiling, hoping no one noticed me. Was he going to let me cum or take me right to the edge and make me wait? I wanted to slide my hand between my legs and assist my vibrator with my fingers. Knowing him, he wants me to wait until he can pound it out of me. He’s always had a devilish side to him, which I found very erotic. I was so horny by now and relieved that he gave my pussy a break that I slid my foot up his leg under the table to find his cock. I needed to know if he was just as horny as I. My toes found his cock he did not disappoint. Feeling his massive cock always makes me lose control and he was definitely ready to be played with as well. With the game coming to an end, he stands up, walks over to me and whispers, “Now go to the bathroom and wait”. He gently kisses my cheek as I get up and excuse myself. As I entered the bathroom, I felt my vibrator start to slowly massage my pussy again. The pulsating made me so wet that I fell to my knees waiting for him. I closed my eyes and let the vibrator take control and as my heart started to beat faster, I heard foot steps coming down the hall. He entered the bathroom with his pants unzipped and his hard cock already out. He placed his cock against my closed lips and I licked the pre cum he left behind. I took his cock in my hands and led him back to my now open mouth. Sucking him as my pussy still received her massage. I wanted his cock as wet as my pussy had become. My warm mouth covering his cock as my legs spread open on the floor. I place my hand on my breast as I’m taking him deep in my throat, all the way down his shaft. I slowly gave his cock a fucking with my hand and mouth. I hear him start to moan and he whispers, “My dirty fucking girl”. This made me even wetter and I needed to be fucked. The vibrations suddenly stopped and he picked me up off my knees and puts me on the counter. Leaning back against the mirror, he removes my soaked panties and licks my wet vibrator clean. Then he leans in deep and takes a long stroke from inside my pussy to my clit with his tongue. He licks all the wetness and I feel how wet I’m making his face. He pauses to kiss around my pussy and my inner thighs. I knew he was only getting started as he placed his hands firmly under my thighs, holding my legs up and guiding his tongue back to my clit. I could still hear his family just a mere room away as his tongue made slow, circular motions on my clit. My hands gripping his head, he takes his fingers and puts them inside me. I try my hardest not to scream as he is slowing fingering me. My moans started to take over so he took his fingers out of me and put them in my mouth. While sucking my juices off his fingers, I bite down a bit. I hear laughter coming from the family room and the thought of an audience was wild. “Please fuck me! I beg you. I need to cum!” Sliding my hands down his back I pull him closer to me. As the head of his cock spread me apart, I let out a loud moan. I couldn’t control myself anymore. There was a mirror to the side of me and I watched as he was stroking in and out of me. Although he was banging me against a mirror, there was something passionate about the way I saw this cock meet my pussy. He started to get louder and louder and I wondered if he’d forgotten we were in a crowded house. I truly don’t think he cared because he was pulling his cock out of me and then jamming it back in as to punish me. I started rubbing my clit and the deeper he plunged inside me, the harder I rubbed myself. I continued to watch us through the mirror letting out a scream as I climaxed harder than I ever have. Grabbing his waist, I kissed him with a force that made me weak. My tongue met his and I relaxed my pussy to accept his explosion. I looked him in his eyes and said, “Cum for me daddy.” With those words he began to pump deep thrust over and over. He couldn’t go any deeper into me. He took my breast in his mouth and gave in to me. I felt wave after wave of his cum squirting inside me. My pussy couldn’t hold it all in. He looked up at me and smiled. Still hearing people talking right outside the door, we both caught our breath. He saw the cum sliding out of me and just as he was about to lick me clean, a knock on the door brought us out of our erotic adventure. He picked my panties off the floor and said, “Try not to drip too much” as he put them in his pocket. Our party wasn’t over quite just yet.
Being sexually kinky has always been a sinful pleasure of mine. Tonight, my husband and I are going to an art gallery. I wanted to play a dirty little game with him so I suggested we travel separately. I explained to him I needed to finish some work before heading out to buy me a little time. Standing in the front door with my robe on, I kissed him goodbye and wickedly smiled at him. He truly had no idea what plans I had in my dirty mind. Alluring him into being naughty with me would be exciting. As night fell, the weather was getting colder and it started to lightly rain. I quickly closed the door and I ran upstairs to our bedroom. I wanted to find an outfit that would truly seduce him. After trying on a few short skirts and dresses, I saw the perfect outfit hanging in the closet, begging to be worn. I arrived at the gallery not too long after. The event was modestly packed with people laughing and admiring the different art. I stood in the doorway and could feel the breeze crawl up my body. That perfect outfit I found, nothing but a pair of high heels and a knee high dark trench coat. I was truly naked and it felt amazing! All I wanted was to drive him crazy as I tempted him throughout the gallery, whilst trying not to get caught. Walking into the gallery I see him admiring a painting on the wall. My husband had always been a huge admirer of art. Tonight however, I wanted to be his art. Desired by him just as he desires those paintings. Making my way through the crowd, I slowly walked past him; slightly brushing against his ass. I stood some distance away from him and I could feel his eyes on me. I gazed back at him and smiled. I grabbed a glass of wine and proceeded to an area of the gallery that was a bit secluded. It was mildly dark and away from the crowd. This room had lots of sculptures that caught my eye. It was well hidden and out of sight. I knew he’d accept my invitation to come after me. As I was gazing at a particular piece, he walked up behind me and said, “you are more captivating then any piece in here”. His whispers upon my neck made my nipples harden and my pussy wet. I wanted to feel his pleasure in the middle of the gallery. He stood there with amazement and wonder. He wanted to know what was under this coat. He knelt down on one knee and pretended to adjust my heels. I felt his hand slowly run up my legs to my inner thighs. I could feel the wetness already starting to flow down my legs. He ran his fingers against my pussy and slid his middle finger inside of me. My head fell back and I moaned out in passion. He lifted my coat just enough to expose me too whoever wandered in and placed his lips on my ass. He started kissing and groping it hard. At this point, he didn’t care and acted as if only him and I were there. Coming around to my front, he spread my legs apart he plunged his tongue deep in my pussy. Taking long strokes with his tongue, he ate me like never before. Licking my wetness and tasting how excited he’d made me. He lived to devour me every chance he got and tonight was no exception. With one leg draped over his shoulder, I was ready to climax. My hand on the head signaled to him that I didn’t want him to stop. But he wasn’t ready for me to cum. He stood up and untied my coat, exposing my naked body. He pushed me against the wall next to a painting of a woman holding her breast. I placed both hands against the wall and arched my back as much as I could. Waiting for his cock to pleasure me from behind. Hearing him undo his belt, I gasped as soon as he plunged inside of me. He took no mercy on my wet pussy and I took every inch of him. My seduction had driven him wild and I wanted more. He placed one hand on my breast and gripped my waist with the other. As he fondled my breast, his strokes were getting longer and harder. The clanging of his belt buckle as he pounded my pussy without a care of being caught. I wanted him to cum inside me. His hand left my breast and gripped the other side of my waist. His strokes were now calculated and my heart was pounding. He groaned, spread my ass apart and filled me with his delightful cum. He kept stroking his cock inside me until he was completely spent. He kissed my back, pulled his pants up and looked around as he tidied himself up. “What a masterpiece,” he said as he watched his cum travel down my thighs. My legs were shaking and unable to move, I was still against the wall when he zipped his pants and slowly walked back into the crowded room.