I remember trying something new with my wife. We had been using a very realistic dildo together on her for some several months, often to get her warmed up before intercourse. Tonight seemed like it would be more of the same, but I was in for a surprise.
We had spent the evening watching a sexy romantic comedy, and when it was over, my wife kissed me warmly, took my hand, and guided us to the bedroom. I felt like a teenager as we removed our clothes along the way. Our kisses became more frantic as our hands moved over each other’s bodies. Then she pulled me to the bed on top of her. Kissing my way down to her breast, I flicked her nipple with my tongue, as my hand sought out the treasure between her legs. Her wetness provided obvious confirmation of her arousal, if I had any lingering doubts.
With one finger, I gathered juices from her steaming hole, then began to paint them in circles around her clit. She pulled my face back up to her lips and kissed me deeply, moaning at the sensations she was experiencing, her hips beginning to move to try to guide the efforts of my hand. But I continued to tease. My fingers lightly brushed her lower lips, then away, then back with a finger dipping only slightly for more juice, then up and around her clit again – never quite touching it.
Finally, our lips separated and she gasped “Get the toy.” I reached to the bedside table drawer, and removed it from its velvet sleeve. It was 8” long with textured veins down its length and a wrinkly ball sack near its suction cup base. The head had a reddish color to it and flared a bit before tapering a bit to the tip. Quickly taking it to the bathroom sink, I washed and rinsed it under warm water, then shook it dry. It felt almost alive in my hands, like it was as willing to play as we were.
When I returned to the bed, my wife was lying there with her eyes closed and her legs splayed. She was working two fingers inside herself while her thumb moved against her clit. I eagerly kissed her hand and her pussy. She looked down at me and smiled, removing her fingers and rubbing them across my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked her juices from each finger before showing her the toy. Her smile grew as she took the toy from me, saying “Lick me.”
I lay down beside her with my feet towards her head. She lifted one leg and laid it atop me as I brought one hand to her pussy. My fingers touched her lightly here and there as I saw just how wet she was. Then I spread her lips slightly and licked her from her hole to her clit. I could feel her quiver with excitement and she gripped my leg tightly. I plunged my tongue into hole, swirling it around a bit before I began lightly nibbling her lips with my own. Randomly I would move up and flick her clit with my tongue or move down to plunge it into her once more. I could do this all day and be happy, I wondered.
My wife was not idle. Her hand worked its way along my leg to my groin. Its warmth enveloped my balls, squeezing and massaging lightly, eliciting a grown from my busy mouth. She stroked my rock hard shaft once, twice, then her fingers moved up to the swollen head. I could feel my own wetness as her fingers traced through it. Then I felt something else pressed to my length. Her hand moved up and down, spreading my slickness around. She squeezed and tugged again, nursing out more precum, which she continued to spread around.
Then she stopped and I felt her shift a bit. I felt the toy against my hand. “Put it in me,” she moaned. It was hard to grip, and I realized it was slick with my own juices. She had been rubbing this toy penis against my own, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. But the excitement of the moment drove me on.
Getting a grip on the base of this glistening cock dildo, I slid the slick tip up and down her slit, letting it only barely part her lips before moving again. Then it traced back and forth against her clit before moving down and up her slit again. Her hand gripped my balls much more firmly now as she repeated, “Put it IN ME. NOW!”
Moving like it was on a mission, the head of the slick dick in my hand was positioned at her hole and began to probe – in a little and out, in a little more and out. Pausing in between. Each time, her hips arched to meet it, trying to get more inside her. Her moans kept time with the thrusts of the toy and of her body. It did not take long before the entire thing was thrusting inside her, its sack turned upwards to smack against her clit. Her body moved to meet it each time it was deep inside her. Her hand was once again exploring my own cock, stroking my shaft, rubbing the head, giving me a squeeze, then running her nails up and down. Her tempo increased, and I matched it, watching this foreign cock fuck my wife, just inches from my face.
Then her hand gripped my cock in a vice as her body froze. Her pelvis shuddered while the rest of her body was locked in place and a guttural moan began to escape from deep inside her, growing into scream. Her other hand grabbed mine and the dildo and held it deep inside her as her orgasm washed through her. It seemed like forever before I heard her breathing again – gasping in deep breaths. She released my cock and I watched, enthralled, as she slowly pulled the other cock from inside her. My wife lifted her leg and I looked up at her beaming face.
“Now it’s your turn to fuck me,” she invited. I crawled up between her legs, kissing from her mons to her belly, between her breasts, up her neck, and finally her lips. She tenderly, then eagerly returned the kiss as I slid my cock inside her. Our bodies were pressed together, still, while we put everything we had into that kiss. Then she began to rock her hips slowly – up, stop, down, stop. She broke the kiss, then looked into my eyes. As I looked down into her face, I could tell she had more in mind than our union.
She increased the pace, and I moved to match her, lost in the rapture of our mating. Then, she raised the dildo she still held in her hand, covered with her juices, and waved it in front of my face. As she continued to thrust against me, she wiped the tip across my lips, saying “Lick it”. I couldn’t withstand. My tongue tasted her juices, flicking around the head of the toy.
Her eyes lit up and became mischievous as she started to press the pointed tip of the toy between my lips and into my mouth. Oh wow. I fucked her harder as I experienced this oral invader, now sliding in and out of my mouth. When she said “Suck that cock”, it pushed me over the edge, and I began to fill her with my cum. The orgasm which racked my body was more intense than any I had experienced before, and I jerked in its grip.
When I finished, we held each other, our eyes locked, with my cock buried to the hilt in her and the one in her hand still nestled in my mouth. She removed it with a knowing look, and rolled me off of her. Dildo still in hand, she once again guided it into her now overflowing pussy. I moved where I could watch it sliding in and out.
“Lick my clit”, she urged, and my tongue went to work. I could tell she was really turned on, and in short order her hips were again bucking as she grabbed my hair with her other hand and held my mouth firmly to her spasming womanhood. When she finally started to settle down, she let go of my hair.
“Clean us up,” she commanded. I began to get up to get a washcloth, but her hand grasped my hair again. She slapped the dildo against her pussy, our mixed juices heavily coating both.
“Use your your mouth. Clean us up.” I licked, then sucked, then licked some more. The realization of what had had happened, what I had done and was doing sank in. I didn’t know what to think about it, but could not ponder for long. Soon she was working that slick, cum covered dildo deep in my mouth again, and I new that our sex life would never be the same again.
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