She sat across from me in a restaurant facing the beach. We sat at a side table of the restaurant that was almost full. All day, she has been doing things, making me crazily aroused for her. I am Shefan, 28 years old and newly married to a nymphomaniac, a very enticing and beautiful nymph. She has this crazy fetish of playing sexy games in public. There was mischief in her eyes and I was wondering what’s on her mind now. Little did I knew that we are going to have sex play in the public to add a new thing to our fetish sex desires.
“Wanna play?” I knew she will come up with some crazy idea, so I responded by raising one of my brows. We were intoxicated enough on wine and the room was full of chatters and laughter. Yet, my attention was fixated on her entirely. My smile gave away the fact that I was eager to take part in her games. She always managed to turn up the heat in our marriage with her little games. She took a small red coloured satin box from her bag and pushed it towards me on the table.
“You don’t need to propose me, we are already married, babe.” I teased her. Her musical laugh filled my heart.
“You will have to open it to know what I am proposing.” She said with a flirtatious smile and a pinch of naughtiness in her tone.
I opened the box and there was a blue disc of the size of the palm. My eyes grew wide as it dawned on me about what it was.
“Is this what I think it is?” She nodded in affirmation and smiled notoriously.
“Are you wearing it?” The look in her eyes gave me the answer. She wiggled a little and she handed something soft and silky to me discreetly. It was her lacy underwear. I sucked my breath. She signed me to put my hand under the table and I did. She took my hand and kept it on her upper thigh. I touched her swollen cunt and felt something beady inside. I was turned on.
I sat back and pressed the remote of the vibrator she was wearing and it began rumbling softly. Even though she was ready for the sensation, her eyes grew wide and her lips parted sensually. I leaned back on my chair enjoying her reactions and thinking about all the possibilities. The strap of her dress slipped from her shoulders and the beads of sweat started forming on her foreheads even in the chill of the air conditioner. Her every suppressed moan was turning me on. I drank the wine and my head was envisioning what I was going to do to her later tonight. I sped up the vibrator and she gasped. I was loving the control.
I leaned closer to her and whispered, “You are a bad girl, babe. You will come for me here.” She nodded. As I increased the tempo of the vibrator, she broke into a sweat, her breath came short and she was having a tough time suppressing her moans. She wiggled and then gasped aloud. Thankfully her sound was drowned in the conversation around. Her wide eyes and swollen lips indicated she was on the verge of orgasm. Sex play in the public was enticing as well as I was getting aroused to fuck her real hard.
“Come,” I ordered her and she came. “I am going to let it keep going so you are properly turned on for me later tonight,” I said mischievously and slowed down the vibrator but left it humming softly inside her. I was aroused as hell so, I hurriedly paid the bill and drove home as fast as I could. Even before she could shut the door, I jumped on her, tore her clothes and mine, took out the vibrator and dipped by enraged cock in her wet and ready cunt. I was merciless and we both came screaming each other’s name. Before I got married, I had met a girl with similar fantasies and she used to work for one of the best brothels in Melbourne. After having sex with her, I always had a desire to marry someone real kinky to satisfy my needs, like BDSM, sex play in the public and many more. And my wishes came true when I got married.