DIRTY, ROTTEN S*XCAPADES (Erot¡ca Collection)

LILY-ROSE'S POV I woke up with my p***y soaking wet and aching for some d**k. The friction of the lace panties against my c**t made my toes curl. I reached over to the other side of the king-sized bed, hoping to feel Jimmy's warm skin, but the spot was cold. Again. I didn't even know how many nights it had been like this. I had literally lost count. I sat up and looked at the clock. It was early, and the house was dead silent. Yesterday had been our ten-year wedding anniversary. I had planned everything. I sent our four children to his parents' house for the whole weekend so we could finally have some peace and quiet. Jimmy had promised he'd be home for a romantic dinner and some much-needed alone time, but instead, I spent the night drinking wine by myself. I looked at the nightstand. The candles I'd lit were just piles of cold wax now. My red silk scarf was still draped over the lamp, a reminder of the things I wanted him to do to me with it. I groaned and flopped back onto the pillows. I had really expected to get my back blown out and my p***y stretched out last night. I was starving for it. I grabbed my phone and saw a notification. It was an email from Jimmy sent at 3:00 AM saying he had to pull another all-nighter at the law firm. I know he works hard to provide for us, but it wasn't like I wanted to be a stay-at-home mom forever. I used to be a monster in the courtroom. When I worked at the firm, I was actually his superior. I was a force to be reckoned with back then. But after he asked me out for what felt like the hundredth time, I finally said yes. The next thing I knew, I'd been married for ten years, had four kids, and hadn't had a proper orgasm from my husband in five. Even when we do have s*x, I have to play with my own c**t while he's inside me just to finish. I'm a s****l person. I always have been. But lately, we didn't even have time to kiss. I sighed and felt a cool breeze hit my chest. I looked down and saw my boobs had spilled completely out of my nightgown. Any woman with big breasts knows how it is. I was a 44D before I had kids, but after the last one, they doubled in size. They were heavy, aching, and my n*****s were hard enough to cut glass. Looking at myself in the mirror across from the bed made my stomach flip. I wanted to be filled. I wanted Jimmy's c**k inside me until I creamed all over him. Since he wasn't here to do the job, I decided I was going to do it myself and make sure he saw exactly what he was missing. I grabbed my camera stick from the closet and set my phone on it. I hit the record button and crawled back onto the bed. I got on my knees, facing the camera, making sure the lighting caught every curve. "Morning, honey," I cooed. I stared directly into the lens and stuck my tongue out, licking my lips slowly. I reached up and grabbed my breasts, squeezing them together so they spilled over my hands. "Ohhh, Jimmy. I want you to come home right now so you can f**k these titties." I slipped the straps of my lingerie down and let the gown fall to my waist. My t**s were on full display now. I spat into my palms and rubbed my saliva all over my n*****s, teasing them until they were screaming. "I want you to suck them, baby. Suck them just like this," I yelled. I could feel my p***y contracting. I shifted my position and sat on my ass with my knees pulled up high. "This p***y misses you so much." I stripped the rest of the lingerie off until I was just in my black lace thong. I spread my legs as wide as they could go, giving the camera a perfect view of my crotch. "Do you miss this p***y, Jimmy? Do you miss how it feels when it grips you?" I pressed my middle finger over the fabric of the thong, right on my c**t. I started rubbing in fast, hard circles. My body bucked, and I let out a loud whimper. I put my fingers in my mouth and sucked on them until they were dripping wet, then I reached down and slid the thong to the side. I didn't even needed to wet my fingers. My p***y was already glistening. I used my right hand to hold the lace out of the way while I plunged my left middle finger deep inside myself. The sound was loud...a wet, squishing noise that filled the quiet room. "Ahhhh!" I moaned. I started fingering myself fast, twisting my wrist and screaming Jimmy's name. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I added a second finger, stretching my hole open. My titties were bouncing in every direction because of how hard I was pumping. The bed frame was creaking and banging against the wall, but I didn't care. I closed my eyes and pictured Jimmy behind me. I imagined him grabbing my hair and slamming my face into the pillows while he railed me from the back. That thought sent me over the edge. Soon I felt my p***y muscles vibrating around my fingers. "Jimmy, I'm cumming! Yes! f**k, yes!" I screamed. My internal walls clamped down on my fingers, and I came so hard my back arched off the bed. I felt the heat pour out of me, coating my hand and the sheets. I fell back against the pillows, completely spent. I kept my legs open for a few more seconds so the camera could catch the juice leaking out of me. Once I caught my breath, I stood up and stopped the recording. I watched the video twice. Seeing myself look so desperate and hungry made me wet all over again. I fingered myself for another minute just watching the playback. I trimmed the video to the perfect length, and then I attached the file and sent it straight to Jimmy's email. I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart racing. I could just imagine him sitting at his big mahogany desk, opening that email in the middle of a serious phone meeting. I hoped his face turned bright red. I hoped he felt as bothered as I did. I went to the bathroom to clean up, but I couldn't stop thinking about him seeing it. I took a quick shower, letting the water hit my sore breasts, and then I got dressed in a tight sundress with no bra and no panties. If he came home today, I wanted to be ready. I went downstairs and made a pot of coffee. I kept checking my phone every two minutes. Ten minutes passed. Then twenty. Finally, my phone buzzed on the counter. It was a text from Jimmy. ~I'm leaving the office right now. We need to have a serious talk.~