He Sat On The Edge of Our Bed
controller in his hand, shirtless and cocky, a smirk playing on his lips. “You said you wanted to try something new tonight,” he teased, his eyes locked on mine. I smiled looking back at him. “Well, I downloaded a role-playing video game. Thought we could… maybe..customize the experience.” His tone was innocent, but the heat in his eyes said otherwise. I raised an eyebrow and started strutting over in nothing but an oversized hoodie and a pink thong. “So what’s my character?” I asked, straddling him. “In this role-playing video game, I am my hot wife’s cuckold or you can be the seductress who enchants the hero until he forgets the mission?”
He groaned as my hips shifted against him, his fingers gripping my thighs tighter. “You’re both,” he muttered, voice low. “And you’ve already made me forget what the quest was.” His mouth found my neck, tongue trailing slow circles. I let out a soft gasp. This was not your average fantasy role-playing video game. He pulled the hoodie off my shoulders, his lips brushing the curve of my collarbone. “Want to level up?” he whispered. “You’ll need to earn some extra points first though.” I laughed breathlessly, grabbing the controller and tossing it aside. “I’m not here to play by the rules.” In a role-playing video game like this, I was all cheat codes and chaos.
Our Role-Playing Video Game Had Begun
He flipped me onto the bed with ease. his mouth hungry as it traveled down my body like he knew every secret path. He held me down by my wrists. “This is what happens when you skip the tutorial,” he said against my skin, his tongue flicking over my nipple and his fingers sliding beneath the band of my thong. I arched up into him, I was barely able to breathe. If this was a role-playing video game, I was going to be a gamer girl from now on. When he slipped two fingers inside me, I let out a sharp moan, thighs trembling. “You’re so wet,” he growled. “You really came ready for battle.” I reached down, tugging at the waistband of his boxers. “Fuck me,” I whispered.
He sank into me with one deep thrust, and we both gasped. His pace was brutal and perfect. He was aggressive but passionate. “Say my name,” he demanded, one hand wrapped around my throat, the other gripping my hip like I might try to run. “Say who owns this little pussy.” My voice cracked as I screamed it, over and over. This role-playing video game had turned into something primal. My climax hit hard, violent and uncontrollable. My nails dragged down his back as I came, body shaking, pleasure exploding through every nerve. He followed, hips jerking, cursing under his breath as he filled inside of me. We collapsed together, a mess of sweat and satisfaction. In the distance, his game was still running. Paused and forgotten. This was our new favorite type of video game. A role-playing video game.
