Chapter Twenty Nine

Stephen

Stephen - Is anyone else’s mind spinning after tonight?

Dave - That’s an understatement, hahaha.

Felicity - I have to admit, I didn’t see that coming.

Trinity - None of us did, sweetheart.

Stephen - I just hope they’ll be okay. I can’t even imagine what I’d do if you were in Maddie’s place, doll.

Trinity - Not to sound heartless, but thankfully it wasn’t me.

Dave - I get what you mean.

I pull my wife closer, holding her tight. We finish another smoke with Dave and Clint, and I have another glass of scotch before deciding it’s time for sleep. Even though Jay is finally sleeping through the night, he’s still an early bird.

Stephen - Let’s get some rest, babe. The next few days are going to be intense.

I take my wife’s hand and we head upstairs to our bedroom. I’m lying in bed waiting for her to join me when I see her come out of the bathroom and head to her closet to change.

Stephen - Babe.

Trinity - Hmm?

Stephen - Don’t bother changing.

She turns around, a smirk on her face.

Trinity - And why’s that?

Stephen - I’m probably just going to rip off whatever you put on anyway.

Trinity - Is that so, Mr. Gotti?

She starts walking towards me, standing next to my side of the bed, looking down at me.

Stephen - It is, Mrs. Gotti. Now take off your pants.

I watch as she slides her pants down her beautiful legs. I can’t help myself—I reach out and start stroking between her legs over her panties, drawing a moan from her soft lips.

Trinity - You seem very eager tonight, husband.

Stephen - Hmm, I think watching Benji and Maddie made me realize how much I crave being close to you.

I watch as my wife removes the rest of her clothes and then reaches for my hand, pulling me off the bed and sitting me in the chair in our room.

Trinity - Lift your hips, baby.

I do as she says, and she works my pajamas off my hips and down my legs.

She sits on my lap, nibbling at my neck and ears. The lack of control is both frustrating and thrilling. Trinity starts French-kissing me, then mounts me and begins a slow, rhythmic up-and-down motion.

I’m so excited that I climax fiercely. My wife smiles and says that she’s not the only one in the mood. I tell her I enjoyed it and apologize for finishing so soon.

She then gets some of my ties and binds my upper body to the back of the chair. She also ties my knees to the chair legs, leaving my cock and balls completely exposed.

When I tell her that I appreciate her enthusiasm but am a bit tired and might not be up for this, she leaves the room and returns with a pair of her panties from our drawer and stuffs them in my mouth so I can’t speak.

My wife reminds me that we haven’t had sex since I was out of town and says there’s no reason I can’t get it up again.

Trinity - In fact, it looks like you’re almost ready now.

It’s true. My cock is on the rise again. Being completely unable to move or speak, along with Trinity’s assertive manner and control, has given me a second erection.

Trinity sits down in front of me and starts telling me a story about her masturbating while I was away. As she speaks, she starts stroking her breasts and thighs. She then lies back on the floor and starts slowly fingering herself. Just when I think she’s about to climax, she jumps up and quickly sits on my hard cock, pumping furiously and reaching a powerful orgasm in seconds.

She just sits there, exhausted (I’m still inside her), as her breathing slowly returns to normal. She looks at me and says,

Trinity - I’m pretty tired, but it would be a shame not to take advantage of that big hard cock down there. I think we can make him come again if we’re creative.

Trinity gets another pair of her panties and puts them in her mouth. Then she gets more ties and winds them tightly around her upper and lower body. She places her hands behind her as if they’re tied, then moves over to my chair and mounts me again. I’m incredibly turned on as she starts lowering herself onto my cock again. It’s pure lust—we can’t talk, touch, or hold each other. We’re just two animals communicating through our bodies.

And communicate we do. Our breathing gets heavier and more noticeable, as neither of us can breathe through our mouths.

My wife continues to thrust her eager pussy onto my cock as we reach the point of no return. I can’t hold back any longer and shoot a load of semen up into her steaming hole. My doll climaxes again, shattering into pieces, and collapses on my exhausted body. She quickly frees herself and then me.

Before I can even stop myself, I scoop her up, slamming her into the wall and burying myself back inside her.

Trinity - Mmm, baby, you’re still so hard.

Stephen - I can’t stop fucking you right now. Seeing Maddie and Benji like that, I can’t help but think if it was you, baby. I need to be buried inside you all night. I want to fill your womb with my seed.

And fill her all night is exactly what I do. I need to make sure she knows she’s my everything... because what comes tomorrow, I know she’s going to lose it when I tell her what the guys and I have decided. So I need to make the most of tonight.