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Title: Sapphic Sensations in the Afternoon

The afternoon sun streamed in through the lace curtains, casting a soft, ethereal glow over the master bedroom. velvet queen-sized bed dominated the space, its satin sheets ruffled from the night before. The faint scent of jasmine perfume lingered in the air, a testament to the passionate lovemaking that had transpired mere hours ago.

and practically floated into the room, her manicured fingers trailing along the vanity as she made her way towards the bed. She was clad in a sheer lace negligee that left little to the imagination, her ample bosom threatening to spill out with each breath she took.

“Darling, I was hoping we could spend some quality time together before you have to leave,” she purred, her ample curves swaying with each step. The newlywed was a picture of sensuality, her BDSM lean and toned from years of yoga.

Her husband, the trusting , looked up from his laptop, his eyes widening as he took in the sight before him. He had always been enthralled by his wife’s body, but seeing her now, practically naked and asking for his undivided attention, sent a shiver down his spine.

“Of course, my love,” he stammered, pushing his laptop aside. “I can always make time for you.”

command, and he obliged, rising from his chair and making his way towards the bed. Her heart raced as she watched him undress, his muscles rippling beneath his skin as he removed his shirt and pants.

Once naked, he climbed onto the bed, his hands immediately seeking out her soft flesh. He cupped her breasts, kneading them gently as he leaned in to capture her lips in a searing kiss. She moaned softly, her tongue sliding against his as she deepened the kiss.

Her husband trailing kisses down her neck, nipping lightly at her collarbone. He continued his descent, peppering her chest with kisses until he reached her breasts. There, he took a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud as he sucked gently.

Wanton noises escaped from her throat as he lavished attention on her breasts, her back arching off of the bed. Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him close as he worked her body into a frenzy.

As he moved lower, trailing kisses along her stomach, she knew what was coming next. And she couldn’t wait.

“Wait, baby,” she breathed, placing a hand on his chest to halt his progress. “I have a surprise for you.”

curious, but he complied, watching as she reached into the nightstand. She produced a small bottle of oil, the label reading “Aphrodisiac Massage Oil.”

“I thought we could try something new today,” she explained, grinning mischievously. “I’ve been told this oil is quite… stimulating.”

Without waiting for a response, she popped open the bottle and poured a generous amount into her hand. The oil was thick and viscous, shimmering in the sunlight. She rubbed her hands together, warming it before placing them on her husband’s chest.

He inhaled sharply as her oiled hands glided over his skin, the sensation foreign and exciting. She worked the oil into his muscles, her touch deliberate and sensual. She kneaded his shoulders, his back, his thighs, leaving no inch of skin untouched.

As she worked, she could feel the oil doing its job. Her husband’s skin was flushed, his breathing erratic. She knew he was getting turned on, his member growing harder with each passing second.

My turn,” she purred, guiding him onto his back. She straddled him, pouring more oil onto her hands. She began at his chest, massaging the oil into his skin with long, sensual strokes.

As her hands wandered lower, he arched his hips, desperate for her touch. She obliged, wrapping one hand around his erection and stroking it slowly. The oil made the sensation slick and smooth, allowing her to glide her hand up and down his length with ease.

Her other hand found her clit, rubbing it in tight circles as she watched him squirm beneath her. The aphrodisiac oil had done its job, and she could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his fingers digging into her hips. “I need to feel you.”

Without hesitation, she positioned herself above him, lowering herself onto his throbbing member. They both groaned as he filled her, stretching her walls deliciously.

She began to ride him, her hips rolling in slow, sensual motions. The oil made their bodies glide together effortlessly, allowing her to pick up speed as the pleasure mounted.

Her husband reached up, cupping her breasts as she bounced on top of him. He pinched her nipples, sending jolts of electricity straight to her core.

She could feel herself getting close, her walls fluttering around him as she ground her hips against his. “Harder,” she demanded, her voice breathy with desire.

He obliged, thrusting up into her as she rode him. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

“I’m going to cum,” she gasped, her nails digging into his chest. “Don’t stop.”

He didn’t, continuing to pound into her as she rode out her orgasm. Her body convulsed, her walls clenching around him as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

As she came down from her high, she collapsed on top of him, both of them panting and covered in a sheen of oil and sweat.

“That was incredible,” he breathed, pulling her close. “I can’t believe we waited so long to try that oil.”

She smirked, nuzzling into his neck. “Oh, we’re not done yet,” she promised. “I have a few more surprises in store for you.”

With that, she rolled off of him, reaching for the oil once again. The day had only just begun, and she had a feeling it was going to be a long and very pleasurable afternoon.