His Ring: Discreet Married Men Turn Me On

( not my writing, but certainly a fetish of mine )

His wife thought he was heading to his MMA class after work, but he was headed to me for a more intense workout. He didn’t have long since I was across town, but I didn’t mind, I was already wet at the thought of him going home to his wife after fucking me.

I told him to wear his ring this time...and he did. After giving me a few spankings he was already hard, he wanted me... as he threw me down and forcefully thrust himself inside me, I moaned...his fingers were running everywhere, slapping and pinching along their routes. I couldn’t stop staring at that golden band though...

I began sucking his ring finger as he fucked me, running my tongue over his wedding band, and that’s when inspiration struck. Fixated on how much tighter and wetter my pussy was than his wife’s, he didn’t realize at first what I had done. . . I had sucked his ring off his finger and situated it under my tongue, I looked up and smiled, flaunting it...he was furious and terrified (what a clever brat I can be) I tucked it to the back of my mouth between my teeth and cheek and whispered “make me cum or I’ll swallow it...” His face was a canvas painted with fear, anger and arousal. A wave of emotion overcame him and he began to thrust harder...”tell me I feel better than your wife, or you’ll never get it back” I moaned...he screamed how much tighter, wetter, hotter, sexier kinkier I was than his wife...and as he did I came, biting down on the ring...

Daddy was quite rough with me afterwords; punishments ensued, but for a moment in time I had reign over the b**st.