Part 1 (part 2 in comments, post too long)

Married life was amazing for Ava and Anthony. Nothing had really changed except for her last name. They still were intrinsically connected on all levels, it was a match made in kinky heaven. Even their sex life was unchanged, which was different for Ava. In her last marriage, her sex life went down the drain after they married and then especially after having a baby. But this time, Ava had no worries or doubts. They craved each other, were needy for each other every day, multiple times a day.

From taking naughty pictures and videos, to being plugged while doing housework, every day there was something new or different they did together. Ava had never experienced so many orgasms from a partner. It was actually becoming rare when she didn’t cum, which was new (and amazing!) for her.

One snowy and cold evening, Ava was getting ready for Anthony to get home from work. She had her tasks done; had to put a plug in while doing laundry, take a picture and send it to Anthony, picked 2 toys for the evening and got all showered and clean for him.

Ava knelt, naked by the roaring fireplace, its heat keeping her nice and warm. As she waited for Anthony to get home, she reminisced about their wedding night. How incredible it was, how she never wanted it to end. She thought of how lucky she was to finally have found all she needed in one person, Anthony, her amazing husband.

She hadn’t been waiting long before she heard his truck pull up. Ava starts getting antsy in anticipation. Finally the front door opens and Anthony walks in. He sees his incredibly sexy wife, kneeling naked by the fireplace and he can’t help but smile so big. He walks over to her slowly, making her wait just a bit longer.

“Well hello, my beautiful wife.” Anthony says to her.

“Hi Daddy, I hope your day was good.” I replied sweetly.

“Oh it was a fabulous day. I got some naughty pictures from my favorite slut and now she’s here waiting for me, like a good little whore.” He says matter-of-factly.

He starts to unbuckle his belt and his pants, getting rid of all the obstacles.

“You had me so worked up today, knowing that tight ass was plugged for me, ready for me. Seeing that picture made my cock rock hard.” He runs his fingertips down the side of my face as he says this.

“Are you still plugged, baby girl?” He asks me.

“Yes sir.” I reply

“Good girl.” He says as he pushes his pants and boxers down. His cock at half mast and just begging to be sucked.

“You know what to do.” Anthony tells me.

What’s a cock slut to do? I dove in, tongue first. Licking and nibbling the tip, teasing him as I go.

He takes a sharp breath in, “Careful baby girl, don’t tease me too long or I’ll have to just take you.”

I smile big at that, well, as big as one can smile with a cock in her mouth. Then I take his cock, as far in my throat as I can and I hold it there for a moment, until I can’t breathe. I bob back and forth on his cock, showing my enthusiasm for it.

“Mmmmhmmm,” was all that I could say. There was no chance I was letting this cock out of my mouth, even to reply to him.

“I don’t want to cum just yet, baby.” He says to me as he takes my head off of his cock. “I have plans for us.”

I was intrigued, but I know better than to ask. Our kinks and things we wanted to try together were endless, so it could be literally anything.

Anthony kneels down in front of me and takes my face in his hands. He kissed me hard, passionately, like it was going to be our last kiss. I knew nothing at that moment, nothing but the feel of his hands on my face and his mouth on mine. It was all that mattered.

His hands traced down my face, down my neck to my breasts. He cupped them in his hands, feeling their weight. He pinched my nipples and pulled them upwards, causing me to gasp in pain and pleasure.

“Mmm baby girl, does that feel good?” He asked me.

“Yes daddy,” I replied, feeling extra horny now.

“Get up on the couch on all fours. Now.” He orders.

With a quickness, I get positioned on the couch and I wait for more instructions.

Anthony picks up the toys I picked out for this evening off of the coffee table. Mr. Johnson, a well endowed dildo and a paddle, with the word ‘SLUT’ engraved.

“Good choices, baby girl. Are you wanting to get fucked with Mr. Johnson? You want me to spank your ass baby?” He asks me.

“God yes Daddy, please,” I beg him.

He takes Mr. Johnson and walks toward me as he asks, “Are you wet for me, baby?”.

“Always, sir.” I say with a grin.