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"Hey, can we try something?"
Hayden raises his eyebrows, giving Jackie a small, amused smile. "You indulged me on mine, so yeah, of course we can. What's up?"
Jackie sits up at that, tracing little mindless shapes on his bare chest. After he showed her the new dildo, they decided to wait, and work up to it considering it was ten inches, and had a knot at the base. Oh, and it came with a matching plug that Hayden didn't realize that would keep him full, and he just about passed out from embarrassment with his over-eagerness. But Jackie took it with stride, as she always did, and encouraged him that they would build up to it. He did just give up his anal virginity, which made him want to die when she worded it that way, but he agreed with her and said that he was just really excited.
But they were still exploring their options, and he was a little bit more excited to know what else she might have had planned. They hadn't used the strap in a few weeks, and for some reason, Hayden had been craving it. He just didn't know how to express that to her without sounding weird.
The thing about it… It had worked so well, Hayden was having one of the best seasons of his life right now. His points were up, he was skating faster, harder. He was showing up earlier to practice and playing harder than ever when on the ice. He was essentially carrying the whole team on his back now, but he also wasn’t going to make them benefit from his hard work either. His demeanor had also changed. He felt bolder and more confident. The first practice after Jackie fucked him within an inch of his life, at least that’s what it felt like, he snapped and gave everyone hell, threatening anyone who made any idiotic, homophobic comments, would get surprise drills in practice until their legs fell off, or they could warm the bench for the rest of the season. It was their choice.
That shut everybody up.
Hayden was also more light and carefree. He no longer felt that overwhelming anxiety he had been having, just replaced with the normal amount of anxiety should have, and not that he will ever admit to the smug ass Russian, but his idea worked.
Again, Hayden would never admit it to him.
"You know how I always love giving you blowjobs, and sometimes… You fuck my face but I can't really take much of it?" Hayden stares at her before nodding slowly, his brain already working out where she was going with this. They hadn’t done much with the strap ever since he came three times in one night and had one of the best times ever, but for some reason, he was starting to crave it again as they started heading for the playoffs.
"Y-Yeah…"
"Well, I was just thinking… Since you don’t really have a gag reflex, what do you think about trying to suck a cock?"
Jesus Christ, my wife is shameless.
Well, it looks like he wasn't the only one who had made a self discovery about himself. Hayden's jaw dropped a bit, before he sucked in a sharp breath, his cock slightly jerking. It shouldn't… Why did it arouse him so much to think about sucking a cock? Specifically, one that was attached to his beautiful wife?
"O-Oh…" He manages out finally, and she cups his cheek, looking at him with that soft expression he loved so much, her eyes gentle and her lips curved in a comforting smile.
"We don't have to if you're uncomfortable. I just thought it might be kind of fun." She says, and he licks his lip, swallowing thickly to wet his throat before he nods slowly.
"Okay." He murmurs, meeting her gaze evenly. "We could… We could try."
Jackie's eyes light up. "Really?"
He nods, blushing darkly. "Geez, Jacks. Be a little more excited."
"Sorry, sorry. I just… I guess we both discovered something about ourselves when I fucked you." Hayden chokes slightly, still not used to that kind of talk from his wife's mouth. "You're sure that you want this?"
"Yes." Hayden says, nodding, bringing one hand up to wrap around hers on his face, smiling at her. "If it's you, yes."
"I love you." She kisses him, making him sigh softly against her lips before she pulls away, smiling at him warmly as she strokes his face before leaning in, brushing their lips together. Hayden feels his eyes flutter, his mind already going blank with the touch.
"Get on your knees."
Oh fuck.
Hayden could feel his cock jerk harshly in his underwear, and for some reason, he really, really fucking liked that tone of voice Jackie had. Face burning, Hayden slowly got off of the bed, getting comfortable on his knees on the carpet, and he’s not sure what makes him want to, but he crosses his arms behind his back, obediently showing her that he was not going to touch himself.
Jackie let out a slow, controlled breath as he looked up at her, shyly, from under his lashes, a dark red flush already starting to cascade down his neck to his shoulders.
“God, baby,” she breathes, reaching and cupping his chin, smiling as his mouth drops open. “You look so good like this. Wait just like this. I’m going to put it on, okay?”
Hayden nods, already slipping into that headspace he was suddenly very familiar with. He waits patiently as she gets out of bed, sliding a hand through his hair, and he has to hold back the whine that threatens to spill from his throat.
Once he hears the bathroom door click shut, he has to take a few deep breaths to control himself. Already, his cock is hard and aching in his underwear, and when he looks down, there’s already a wet spot forming in the fabric. Fucking hell. This should not be turning him on as much as it was, but here he was, sitting on his knees, waiting for his wife to come out so she could fuck his throat.
Jesus.
A few minutes later, he hears the bathroom door open again, and dutifully kept his gaze straight until he looked up at her as she took a seat in front of him. His mouth ran dry. He’s pretty sure he’s never going to get over seeing her in that beautiful brown leather harness, the gold rings and metal accenting against her tan skin so fucking well.
The strap on attachment caught his eye next. He blinked in surprise, because it was different from their other one. This one was a bit more realistic looking, with a thick protruding vein on the bottom side of the length, and it had a… A hole in the tip?
“After you presented me with that dildo,” Jackie says, and he looks up at her, meeting her eyes. “I did some shopping of my own.”
Hayden felt his mouth water.
“It’s an inch bigger than the other one, and this one…” She wraps her hand around it, making his eyes widen at the sight as she gives it a few strokes. “Has cum lube. Edible, too. Wanna cum down your throat, baby.”
Oh God, this was how he died, wasn’t it?
Hayden feels himself almost fall forward, but he catches himself, instead pressing his forehead to her knee, letting out a shaky breath.
“Jesus, Jackie. You’re gonna kill me.”
She has the audacity to giggle, but the sound relaxes him, so he looks up at her, blinking slowly and owlishly, and leans forward, his eyes landing on the length protruding from her legs. It’s obscene, and it shouldn’t be as hot as it was, but here they were, and Hayden was a little bit more than excited.
“You still want it?” She asks, reaching to cup his chin, bringing his head up just a bit so he can look at her. He nods, swallowing thickly.
“Please.” He whispers, and she nods, letting go of his chin to instead card through his hair.
“Good. Go slow, do what feels good to you. Then once you’re comfortable, tap my thigh once to continue, or twice to stop, okay?”
With that, he brings his hands from where they were still around his back, laying on her thighs, letting her spread them more so he can shuffle closer, staring at the length in front of him. It’s intimidating, of course. He’s always enjoyed blowjobs, and he’s always enjoyed eating out his wife, so why should this be any different?
Because it was a cock, a fake one, but still, it was intimidating.
Swallowing, he leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to the tip, his face burning, before he swirls his tongue around it. This was more for Jackie’s visual pleasure than anything else, and he wasn’t sure how he was going to like having something this big down his throat, or if at all, so he was going to take his time for the most part.
He worked up to it. He used his tongue on the head, coating it in saliva, before he leaned down and dragged a stripe up the length. It was impersonal, the silicone slightly warm from Jackie’s hand, but the veins and subtle roughness made him a little bit dizzy.
How would it feel to actually suck a cock-
No! Get that thought out of his head!
Hayden breathed in shakily, leaning back before wrapping his mouth around the head, looking up at Jackie to see how she was doing. Her gaze was dark, her mouth slightly parted as she watched him, and he felt his cock jerk in his underwear again. He wanted to desperately touch himself, but he wanted to wait, to let Jackie touch him.
He moaned at the look on her face, and reached, wrapping a hand around the length, giving it a stroke, before he slowly took the head into his mouth. He winced at the stretch, but he relaxed, letting his jaw go slack, and he shuddered as the length sank into his mouth a bit more.
Fuck. This shouldn’t be good.
Hayden felt his thighs try to rub together, but he stopped himself, gripping at Jackie’s thigh, gently pushing it a bit more open, and she obeys, letting out a soft noise at the motion. He can feel subtle vibrations coming up the length, adding to the realistic portion, so he dips his fingers in between her thighs, pressing lightly against the crotch piece. Hayden feels the vibrations running through the piece, and she groans softly at the pressure against her body, and then his head is being yanked off of the cock, and Hayden sucks in a sharp breath, his head spinning at the dominance.
“Did I say you could touch me?”
“Jackie,” he whined softly, his cock jerking, and he can feel the wet spot getting bigger, now pressing against the head of his cock. “Please, I want-”
“No,” she cuts him off, bringing him back down to the head of the dildo, and he parts his mouth, letting her sink it into his mouth, and his eyes just about roll back into his head. “I didn’t say you could touch. Hands behind your back again.”
Hayden hesitates for a fraction of a second before he puts his hands behind his back again, eyes fluttering shut.
“Oh, you like being bossed around, huh?” She murmurs, sliding her hand through his hair. “So pretty, baby. You like being able to just shut off your brain and not think, huh?”
Hayden manages to nod, his brain’s switches starting to shut off as she talked to him. Jackie groans softly, feeling herself get even wetter at the already destroyed look on his face. It was far too sexy to see his mouth parted, wrapped around the slightly thicker and longer dildo, and she couldn’t wait to start using his throat.
She removes her hand from her hair, placing it back on the bed, and leans back. “Get back to work. I want to fuck your throat.”
Hayden almost came in his underwear right then and there.
He swallowed around the head, before he refocused on his task. It took a bit. He was having a hard time getting the thickest portion past the entrance to his throat, but after Jackie petted his hair and cooed at him that he was doing so good, he relaxed, and felt his stomach lurch with pleasure as the cock sunk into his throat, and soon, his nose was pressed against the soft leather of her harness.
Fucking hell. This was so fucking good. It felt better than he thought it would. The weight was heavy on his tongue, settling in his throat, and he could feel his body shaking with the precipice of what was about to happen to him. He held that position for a moment before he pulled back slowly, letting it drag along his tongue, before he sank back down. He focused, keeping his throat lax as he took the cock into his throat repeatedly.
It felt so fucking good.
Why did this feel so fucking good?
“Oh, fuck, baby,” Jackie groans, her hands diving into his hair and holding him still once he pressed against her pelvis again, and he choked around her, his hands twitching to remove from their position behind his back so he could hold onto her legs, but he wanted to be good. He needed it.
“Fuck,” Jackie groans, pulling him off so he can take a big breath of air, pressing his cheek to her thigh, drool slipping down the side of his mouth.
“God, baby, you make such a sight.” She cooed, wiping away the drool, before she pressed her thumb into his mouth, and he immediately started to suck, swirling his tongue around it before the pad of her finger pressed against his tongue. He groaned, looking up at her, and he was sure he was debauched.
God, he was fucking debauched. And she hadn’t even started moving yet. He looked beautiful. His tears were brimming with tears, not quite falling yet, his cheeks dark red. His hair was plastered to his forehead, and it was making her a little nuts to see how beautiful he looked. Not even their sex marathons after a long road trip compared to this.
“Are you ready?” She murmurs, and he nods, so Jackie pulled her thumb free, scooting a bit closer to the edge of the bed so she could get a good angle, and he opened his mouth, looking up at her from under his lashes. Slowly, she pressed the tip to his tongue, sliding against it for a moment before she pushed in deeper. His eyes rolled back as she sank deeper and deeper until she was pressed deep, and he choked lightly around it before she felt a singular tap against her thigh before his hands went back to their position, and she groaned softly.
“Oh my God, Hayden. I want to keep this moment locked away forever.” His eyelids fluttered before he darted to look at their phones on the nightstand, then met her eyes. Jackie’s mouth dropped open.
“Are you sure? You… You’re comfortable with this being filmed?”
He gave the best nod as he could, and she whimpered loudly, reaching and grabbing her phone off of the nightstand, and pulled open the recording, pressing the red button before angling it where it would capture everything but where she could still watch him without looking through the screen.
Gripping his hair, she held his head still, before pulling her hips back, watching as the cock slid out, before she thrusted back in.
And oh God.
His eyes rolled back before they shut, his body going totally lax as she picked up a lazy, mindful pace, working her way up to the roughness. With the fake cock, there was definitely more risk of injury, but his mouth and throat had opened so well for her, so slowly, she began to increase her pace. Spit was beginning to collect, dripping down his chin while coating the length with each thrust in. He was being so fucking good, but she could see his arms trembling where they were holding position behind his back.
“Hold onto my legs.” She commands, and he lets out something deep in his chest before his hands dart out, wrapping around the back of her calves, holding the flexing muscles as she works herself into his throat.
“Beautiful, baby, fuck. So good.” She gasps, the motions of rolling her hips like this causing the harness to grind against her clit, steadily building her orgasm. “So pretty like this, fuck. This is what you should do instead of hockey. Just be my personal little cock slut. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”
Hayden felt his back arch, trying to draw closer to her. He could feel hot wet tears start to track down his cheeks, his cock twitching within his underwear. He needed more, needed it faster. He squeezed her calves, and she groaned, immediately knowing what he was wanting, and quickly obeyed, her hips moving faster. Soft slick sounds started emitting between the collision of her hips to his mouth, and she started to tense her hips, driving into his mouth and throat deep and hard, staring down at his completely ruined face with admiration.
“Oh my God, Hayden,” she gasps, her orgasm building faster with the increased pace and the way his face looked. Tears were streaming down his cheeks, drool gathering on his chin and dripping down onto his chest and the carpet.
“Fuck, so good, fuck. I’m gonna cum. You want it, baby? You want my cum down your throat?”
Hayden’s hands squeezed her calves again, and she gasps, pressing hard and deep into his throat as she lets her orgasm cascade through her, a soft slick noise sounding as she soaked the harness and bedding underneath, and she fumbled pressing the little button for the cum lube, and she watched with fascination as Hayden tensed, his eyes squeezing shut as his throat flexed, swallowing as much as he could before she pulled away, squirting the last bit of the cum lube over his face, and he winces a bit, the thick wetness landing on his lips, cheeks and even over his eye.
It was weird, a little warm, and tasted like artificial cherry flavored chapstick, but it felt oddly good. Hayden gasped softly, panting hard as he stared up at her, completely and utterly ruined, and he couldn’t wait to watch the video later.
Jackie cups his face, stroking her thumb over his cheek as he lets the pleasure cloud his head, overriding all of his thoughts. She smears some of the lube into his face, then drags it over his lips, making his swollen lips shiny.
“Baby? You want me to take care of you?” She asks, moving her foot to press against his cock, and to her surprise, he backs away, his cheeks going bright again. She looks at him with surprise, before she looks at his crotch, and her mouth drops open, finding a large wet spot in the fabric, a small pool of white leaking through the dark blue boxers.
“Oh.” She gasps out softly, and moves the camera to film it before she shuts it off, reaching and pulling him up, kissing him firm and rough, making him sink against her, his legs trembling from being in the kneeling position so long.
“I fucking love you.” Jackie says, and he lets out a soft noise, pinning her down and grinding his slightly too sensitive bulge against the strap, making her smile.
“You wanna ride it?” She asks, and he turns red, burying his face into her neck, making her giggle. “Another time, then. That was so fucking hot, Hayden.”
“...It was.” He whispers into her neck. “I think I liked it a lot more than I should have.” His voice is completely wrecked, and it makes Jackie nearly feral.
“That’s okay, baby.” She strokes his hair, smiling softly. “It’s our secret, right?”
“Mhm.” Jackie grins, looking at the phone with glee.
Their secret for sure.
She made sure to send Ilya another gift basket.