Between the worlds - THE GAME (Supernatural)

I wanna do that too

Gabriel

Some dreams had come true in the last six months, and I was so fucking lucky.

My wife was with me 24/7. Well, that wasn't entirely true. We both had a job we had to pursue. But Samantha had taken the step and lived her life with me now in America. And I swear I'll do my best she'll never regret it.

On the other hand, I had my own house. Good, my wife was allowed to live here too. And the best was we had our own playroom with everything included. That was a surprise for her, but I ran off the topic. That's another chapter.

"Do you remember when you first had your hand in me?" I asked over dinner.

Sam almost choked on the rice, and I stood up and patted her on the back, laughing.

"Gabe, you idiot!" She mumbled, gasping for air. "Very appropriate topic of conversation when eating. Yeah, I still remember."

"I wanna do that, too, with you," I said, looking deep into her eyes.

"There are more dont's with me!"

"I know ... one hole is enough for me," I grinned and got a slap on the butt.

"Enjoy it," I whispered in her ear an hour later as she sat in the gyn-chair.

Then I blindfolded her, fastened her arms and legs to the chair, and could see her eyes rolling in my mind.

I could imagine she probably felt a little uncomfortable because I was usually the one who was lying there. But that didn't matter at the moment. Sam knew she was safe with me. With gentle pats and tender kisses, she could relax more and more as I whispered to her how sexy she was and how much I loved her. We talked a lot and knew our bodies inside out ...

I knew it was easier for her with a blindfold, but I wasn't sure why. Anyway, it was high on my to-do list to change that.

...

I took my time exploring her beautiful body and did so until she lolled provocatively under my hands. A comfortable moan followed before the space between her legs was taken, and I simply enjoyed the sight.

It was no secret that I was very easy to arouse. My pants were already bulging, and I hoped not to succumb to my feelings too rashly. Her bewitching smell immediately shot in my nose, and intoxicated, my eyes closed to take in it deep before leaning forward to taste ...

I couldn't help it, and I didn't want it either because this sexual attractant made me only harder, and a yearning sigh escaped as she pressed against me. I was addicted to that smell, her loving nature, voice, and ... and at all. I was dependent on my wife –– she was like a drug. I shook my head and collected myself briefly because the goal was completely different.

The clatter of the speculum had caught her attention. I warmed it in my hands so my sweetie didn't get a heart attack, but I was sparing with the lube because Samantha was wetter like a waterfall.

"I'll now look at your inside."

Carefully, the metal thing was pushed in, and the beaks turned up. Of course, I didn't hesitate to shed light on it and look closely at everything. From this perspective, I'd never seen it. And that sight immediately made me even hornier.

"And how does it look, doctor?"

"Everything in the pink area. Looks good; otherwise, any complaints?"

"Well, it makes me feel a bit uncomfortable..." she started and kept hemming and hawing before coming out with the issue. "... I met an African some time ago, and you know how well they're equipped. Now I'd like to have sex with him, but I'm afraid I can't take his huge tool. I think I have to be stretched a bit. Is that possible?"