EroticReverie

Sailor Sellis - Sterling

I wake up in the morning , and have to blink several times to try and figure out if the past thirty six hours are real or not. But the giant ass bed that I wake up in, in the massive bedroom, bigger thanmy entire apartment, are confirming the reality. I was infact , married to Tucker Sterling still, and was playing house...and getting paid to do it. 

I turn over and my brows pinch when I find his side of the bed empty. I remember him falling asleep with me, remember the shower, and the shower sex he'd given me, right after he'd fucked my face in foyer. Then he'd brought me to bed, ate my pussy and put me to bed tucked up against him. 

But I smile when I see , on his pillow, a note, with the same pen I'd used to write him a note, yesterday morning after I'd fled his suite back in Vegas.

I scoot over, reach to the pillow and grab the note, then plop my head onto his pillow and lay on my back as I lift the night. 

"Dear kitty kat,.." I smile too much at that first line and finish reading the rest.

"I realize I have your phone number now, and I could just text you , but I think leaving notes on the pillow is our thing now." I smile and my eyes keep moving along the messy man scribbled lines. 

"I'll be gone for a meeting, and then have to head over to the studios. I'll be gone most of the day. Feel free to snoop around the house while I'm gone, I'll give you an actual tour later, if I can manage not to fuck you as soon as I get home." I laugh to myself at his words, and keep reading on. 

"Text or call if you need anything, but definitely text me when you're up. Later Kitty Kat.

Love, Big Dick Bear"  I giggle to myself then look at the very bottom of the page.

"P.S....check under your pillow." 

Immediately I'm giddy with excitement. I move back over, shoving my hand under my pillow, while also lifting it up. Smiling as I retrieve a thin square box. I immeditely lift the lid, laughing as I see what's inside. A plain black collar, with a little bow and a bell on it. 

"For my Kitty Kat, we'll buy you a better one. This will have to do for now." the small little card in the center says. 

Immediately I roll over to my side of the bed, grabbing my phone off his night stand. 

"Where the hell did you find time to buy the collar?" I type out a text to him and press send. 

While I wait for his response, I reply to Maxie and Fabiola's text, which are telling me that I'm all over social media. I groan.  "I'll check them later. Not ready to face that shit just yet." I reply back to our group chat. 

Then Tucker's reply pops up.

"Had my assistant grab one for me this morning. It's from the actual pet store. I've already got a better one in the works." he types back.

"What do you mean in the works?" I reply.

"I mean a custom collar, for my hot as fuck wife." he replies making me smirk at my phone.

"What's it look like?" I reply. 

"You'll see." he types back. 

"You just wake up?" he types right after.

"yes, your bed is immaculate." i type.

"OUR bed." he corrects and roll my eyes. 

"Okay, MY bed." I type back.

"I'm hard." he says, and I burst out a short laugh.

"Why am I NOT surprised?" I reply. 

"Cause you know what you do to me, that's why." he responds. 

"Arent you at a meeting?" I ask.

"I'm in the car, headed to the studio. Put the collar on. Send me a picture." he types. 

As I stare at the screen with a smile and then to the box, before I can even contemplate whether or not to honor his request, my phone dings with another message, but it's a photo. I bite my lip at the photo of his jeans undone, his hard cock just laying against his tshirt and stomach. 

"Don't you know you're supposed to ask before sending a woman a dick pic?" I type back. But lick my lips as I enlarge the photo. 

"But you're my wife...and you're not a woman, you're a dirty fucking bitch...now put the collar on Kitty girl." he types, my pussy fucking spasms. I let out a large breath and pull the collar from the box and lift it to my neck, pulling it looser so it fits, snapping the cheap little plastic lock into place and then laying back on the bed, taking a picture from the shoulders up. I send it to him. 

"Fuck." he replies.

"the collar does it for you then?" I reply. 

"You. You do it for me." he types back and I smile at my screen, reaching my hand down, spreading my legs as I rub my clit while looking at his words and his cock. 

"You are seriously the hottest fucking woman, you know that?" he types. 

"No, im the hottest dirty fucking bitch, now tell me more while I touch myself Tucker." I say using voice to text. 

A second later he's sending a face time call that I accept immediately. As soon as his face pops up, I'm rubbing my clit faster, god, his face was ridiculous. So fucking perfect, it was unfair. 

"That stupid fucking magazine got it all wrong" I say as he smiles at me. 

"What do you mean?" he asks confused for a moment.

"You're the worlds sexiest man alive..not number three." I say and the corner of his mouth lifts. 

"cant decide if i like you best when you're sweet, or a mouthy fucking bitch" he smirks and I bite my lip. 

"show me my pussy Sailor." he says, and I hum as I lower the phone, and hear him groan. 

"fuck yeah baby, rub that little pussy" I hear him say as I aim the phone between my legs, rubbing my clit. 

"show me that face again" he groans. I lift the phone and am squirming against his bed.

"show me your cock" I moan and he grins, licking his lips and I moan as soon as his beautiful dick is in the frame. 

"come back here, right now, and fuck me" I moan.

"i would if i could , fuck, i want to so bad...you dont know how hard it was not to wake you up and use your little pussy this morning" he groans. 

"why didnt you?" I whine. 

"cause you looked too damn peaceful...and cause i was already running late from staring at you for too long while you slept" he says.

"creep" I moan and he chuckles as he groans, stroking his cock. I hum with content when he lifts the camera back to his face.

"talk to me Sailor, you have the filthiest little fucking mouth, and I wanna hear it" he groans. 

"you cumming in my pussy yesterday was the hottest thing Tucker...i want you to cum in it everyday.....i want my pussy walls soaked with your cum all the time" I moan. 

"yeah Sailor" he groans. 

"show me your fucking cock, show me that big fucking dick Tucker" I pant. 

his camera moves and I moan. 

"fuck, i love that dick, i love what it does to my holes Tucker" I say as I hear him groan, his fist still stroking his cock , moving quickly, gripping it hard. 

"i  want that big dick in my ass, I want it fucking my ass deep Tucker...i want you in my ass because my slutty little pussy cant fit it all"

He groans loudly, cursing. 

"promise me you'll fuck my ass tonight" I whine. 

"I promise" he growls. "fuck, i'm taking that ass tonight Sailor, i'll give it to you, all of it Sailor...i'm gonna fuck you like I hate you...im gonna throw you down and spread that pretty ass and pound that tight little ass till you scream and your lungs give out" he growls. 

"Yes" I hiss. "make me take it...make me fucking take it Tucker...use my ass...fuck my ass...i want my filthy little fucking holes sore Tucker" I pant and he groans.

"fuck, im gonna cum" he groans. 

"i want my husbands cock in my ass" I whine. 

Tucker busts. Cum errupts from his cock, I watch it on the screen, rubbing my clit, whimpering as I watch him, as I listen. 

"fuck i wanna taste you" I moan, bringing myself to the edge. 

"I want your cock everywhere...i want to taste it....feel it in my ass....my cunt...i want you everywhere Tucker" 

when he lifts the camera back to his face after his cum is spent, that's when my clit passed over the edge, that's when I cum, when that attractive fucking face looks back at me, blissed out with heavy lidded eyes and the lick of his lips. 

"tucker" I moan his name. 

"yeah Sailor, cum for me" he groans. 

"i am! i'm c-cumming" I cry , dropping the phone, rubbing my clit as I cry out, body writhing against my own touch and I feel the little jolts of my legs as my body spasms and trembles and I whimper, panting. hating how fast orgasms fall away. 

"Sailor?" I hear his voice and I hum. My hand reaching around for my phone as I sigh. 

I grab it.

"uh huh" I answer him.

"I gotta go." he says. 

"mmkay" I sigh. 

"Sailor." he says and I finally lift my phone and look at him, he smiles.

"Go back to sleep." he says. I hum, closing my eyes. 

"I might." I say softly. 

"Rest up. You'll need it for tonight." he says and I moan. 

"Talk to you late wife." he says. 

I smile with my eyes closed, lifting them open. 

"Later hubs."