Her Reluctant Wife: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

going to get on this toy, Coralyn. You’re going to take all of it.

I don’t care how clumsy you are with your hands tied behind

your back. Every single movement you make I’m going to

feel. It’s going to be magnified inside me.”

Coralyn’s legs shook. She was clumsy when she moved

across the bed. She had to crawl on her knees, and it was

embarrassing, putting one in front of the other, but Giana’s

cheeks fl

ushed as she watched. Her nipples were taut, tight

and beaded, and Coralyn wanted to put her mouth on them, but

Giana hadn’t told her to do that, so she wouldn’t. Not yet.

She’d ask later. She wanted to spread Giana’s legs and taste

her around that toy. She wanted to put her fingers inside her

alongside that toy, just to feel how tight she was. She couldn’t

do that either. Not yet.

What she could do was obey.

She maneuvered herself over the toy, and it was so hard

without her hands to guide it into herself. She was so wet that

it slipped over her entrance, bumping against her clit, which

made her grasp her bottom lip between her teeth and work it

hard. It was embarrassing, how the toy kept slipping out.

Frustrating. Giana did nothing to help. She watched Coralyn

struggle and Coralyn could tell that she liked it, and instead of

that making her more frustrated, it brought a flush to her skin

and a wash of sensation, and she lost some of the frustration.

She kept working at it, angling her hips until she was able to

take the toy a few inches inside.

It stretched her, even though she was so wet, even after

Giana’s fingers. It was thick and she could feel every inch of it

as she worked herself down on it.