I satisfy a rape phantasy for my married woman, while I satisfy some of my own. This is my first history on here. Constructive comments are always welcome.

Fulfilling Jesse's phantasy

My wife Jesse is a ended knockout. She 's 5'9, with blonde tomentum and dingy heart. She has a swell physique that she maintains by jogging and yoga. Even though she 's 34 long time old, her d-cup breasts don't sag- it's as if she was still eighteen. Her butt is firm, with no apparent cellulite. guy wire say I 'm a lucky man to have her, but the accuracy is that our sexual love was now routine, bordering on boring. It happened once a week on the weekend, usually in the missionary position, where after orgasm we would clean house up and go down right to sleep.

It 's a convention followed by many in the populace. A very hard week at work gets coupled with wad of press from family and commitments, resulting in no quality meter for each early.

Sometimes we would go for calendar month without sex. We were just so wear out by the end of the day, weekends included, to do anything more that candy kiss each former goodnight and fall straight to kip. peculiar stuff like blow jobs and eating puss was infrequent, and was usually saved for birthdays, longsighted weekends, and maybe Christmas.

We needed a spark and I stumbled upon that Dame Muriel Spark by accident.

It was a Fri night when I conceived my plan. Jesse had some lady friend over for some wine, and I excused myself and left to go knack with my brother and some Friend of my own. I did not require to baffle around and listen to a crew of girls bitch and moan about their liveliness, which is usually what happened during these get-togethers.

I got back early, but instead of using the battlefront threshold I came in through the garage. My brother had borrowed some shaft from me and had returned them, so I put them away before I entered the main house.

The garage connected to the kitchen, and the little girl were in the sustenance room. I opened the connecting doorway and was met with the sound of high gear pitched laughter coming from there. I saw respective hollow wine bottles on the kitchen buffet, and knew that many of the girls were well into their cups. I was a small riled, because it meant I would have to endure them for a spell longer before they left but it quickly became apparent that they had n't heard me come in.

'' Seriously, you played out a Brassica napus fancy ? '' my wife 's friend Alyssa asked.

'' Yes, and it was sure hot ! '' exclaimed Samantha, an old college booster of my wife. `` My young man put on a mask and he had this toy gun, and he went to town on me ! ``

Samantha began giving details, and it was sounding like a pretty hot story, but what was even live to me was the floor of involvement my married woman seemed to induce in it. Jesse asked almost of the motion, and kept pressing Samantha for details.

This was when the electric arc hit me. I would setup a rape fantasy of our own.

I would give birth a lot of piece of work to do. I quietly crept back out to the garage, and waited there for another hour as thinking kept running through my mind. I wanted to stay on and listen some more, but to be caught eavesdropping would ruin everything.

When I saw the 1st of her ally leave via the front door, I began making loud noises in the garage, to make it seem like I myself had just arrived rest home. Jesse came out to greet me as the quietus of the girls exited the house.

'' You have fun at your brother's ? ``

'' Sure did. Just putting the stuff he borrowed away. I 'll be in in a sec ''.

'' OK, I 'm going to take a shower."

Jesse left me there alone in the garage. I waited another 10 min, my mind still overwhelmed with possibilities.

I went into the house and walked by the privy. I heard the exhibitioner, but it was n't on the normal rainfall stage setting. It was making a higher pitch thrumming noise, which was the massage setting on the shower down head word. I knew that Jesse only used that setting for one thing only- for masturbating. She thought I did n't know. On that setting, a concentrated pulsating stream of piddle was produced. It was meant to rub down tired muscles but I am sure that the design engine driver had women on their team. It made for a great clit massager and Jesse used it often, but never in front end of me. Samantha's chronicle must have really gotten her going !

That night we made love, and Jesse was more energetic than common. Her snatch felt wetting agent, and she really humped back heavy when we were in missionary. I knew then that I had to micturate this fancy a reality. Despite my better efforts, her newfound energy had me cuming way too soon. I pumped what felt like a gallon of cream trench into her womb, and my peter kept throbbing for a farseeing time. We fell into an exhausted yet satisfied sleep.

The succeeding day was filled with errands and other everyday thing, but I managed to cover away with a reckoner tablet to browse the internet. I began looking for airscrew and toys that I could contain into our fantasy.

I found a orderly website with grownup miniature. They offered nursing home delivery in discrete packages labeled `` conception Green Logistics '' instead of their real number company name. It was sodding, and for a few hundred dollar mark I ordered what I needed.

The next pace was to estimate out a secure time to found my `` violation ''. I figured one day right when she came domicile from work would be perfect. I could snaffle her when she came inside the door. I was usually home plate from my job before her as I worked a lot closelipped to the house. That day I would impart work earlier than normal so I could let even more time to prepare.
It was also important that I not leave marks or bruise on her body. We both had images to save up. So it was going to be crude but not too rough.

I settled on a date- a Fri two calendar week from now. It was a long weekend, with the Monday off and we had no plans for those three day. This gave sufficiency time for my decree to get and to establish all the arrangements and setup I wanted to do. I would spend the side by side two weeks cleanup, constructing, and figuring out hiding smudge for the plaything I had ordered.

When the toys did get in I eagerly opened the boxes. As promised, the boxes were discerning and labeled as `` conception putting surface Logistics ”. Jesse, as usual, wasn't abode yet. I had plenty time to open each package and inspect the good. As I did so, my cock grew pie-eyed thinking of the opening. It took a lot of self-possession not to rub one out right there. I hid the wrapping stuff deep in the recycle bin where no one would nettle to look. The toy dog were put in my blot out location, which was also a piazza where no one would look.

The operose part was to traverse my wife sex during those 2 hebdomad. Jesse seemed to want it More than common, so I had to feign weariness. I felt like I was the merely man on the planet to turn down sex, but this was important. I wanted her to be really horny when it happened, and I myself wanted it to be a big release so I didn't even masturbate during this time. I would be getting some of my own fantasies fulfilled including doing stuff that Jesse would normally deny to do. I was going to make her my bitch, my fuckthing, my own personal slut.

I added to the fantasy by complaining to Jesse about work and how it was stressing me out. I even brought work domicile, something I rarely did, to examine to Jesse that I was overworked and justifiably tired. She bought it.

The Friday was long to arrive. I called her in the afternoon and told her I would be staying late in the office and would arrive home after her. It was my goal to opine she would be coming home to an empty house.

'' Do n't lick too hard, honey '', she said with a banker's bill of sympathy in her voice.

'' I wo n't. I 'll be home soon after you. ``

'' No problem, know you. ``

'' Love you too ''. With that, I hung up the phone, shut down my computing machine and headed out the office door. I got into my car and I struggled to keep the speed terminal point on the highway. I was so excited about getting home but I did n't require to ruin everything by getting a lousy hurrying ticket. I parked the car on a slope street out of purview from the house.

As I got inside my house, I paused for a second gear. I had so a great deal to do and so little time to prepare it all. Butterflies were in my stomach. How would she react ? Would she go along with it ? Would she freak out out and put me in the doghouse ? Would she laugh about this with her friends ? I had thought through everything, but it was go-time and the adrenaline rush I was feeling was messing with the plans and careful measure I had in my head.

I took a couple of deep breaths and got myself together. I went to work with the frame-up. It took me over an hour but I managed to get everything sorted out and in place. The finis thing I did was close all the window blinds and switch off all the lighter in the house.

Then I waited.

I was n't sure as shooting what fourth dimension it was when I heard keys jingling in the lock. Jesse was about to enter the family. I stayed hidden in the hall closet. I wanted to hit sure she closed the social movement threshold before I grabbed her. If she screamed, it would do us little good if the neighbour heard it and called the cops.

Jesse made to take off her shoes, and I saw her long blond whisker crepuscule and extend her face as she bent down to undo the straps. She straitened up, tossed her pocketbook on the living room sofa and walked past my hiding place, all with her head bent as she sorted through the mail held in her hand. I purposely left the mailbox total to add to the delusion that I was n't home.

When she was a few feet down the anteroom headed slowly towards the sleeping accommodation I left my post. I crept up behind her, my heart pounding in my chest. Here goes nothing.

'' Do n't scream gripe, or I 'll cut you '', I snarled as I grabbed her from behind in a hug around the shoulder joint with my left arm while I brought my right up towards her neck opening. I held a dull letter unfastener in that hand, too dull to do any real damage but the metal was cold to the touch and could present a naturalistic outcome. I pressed it lengthwise across the front of her neck. Jess gave an hearable gasp and the letter fell from her manus. I spun her around and looked at her.
Relief washed over her face as she realized it was me.

'' Jack, what the fu.. ? ``

'' Do n't speak bitch, just show me where the money is ''.

Jesse looked at me and started to smile. I still held her so I used my arms to crusade her up against the wall. Her grin disappeared and her face now showed some shock.

'' Now bitch, before I cut you '', I said while still brandishing the varsity letter opener.

'Seriously diddly-squat ? '' she smiled again. It looked like she was about to joke. It was time to pick this up a bit. I grabbed her hair and pulled. She gave a yelp.

'' Where is it ? ``

'' Th-There 's some in my-purse. Ow ! '' she stammered. I dragged her by the pilus towards the couch where she had dumped her bag.

'' Get me your wallet ''. She reached into her pocketbook, with my hand still grasping her blond locks.
'' H-here '' she said, much more meekly this sentence. That 's better, I thought.

I made a show of fumbling around in the wallet. `` Only fifty dollars ? That 's not decent bitch ! ``
'' It 's all I have ! '' she exclaimed.

'' That 's not sufficiency ! I 'm going to have to get something else from you in order to make this Charles Frederick Worth my while ! ``

'' Wh-what are you going to do to me ? ''. She was playing at being anxious, but I could secernate that she was getting into this. She was stiffening up on me, not moving. It looked like she was fix to follow my commands.

'' I 'm going to clear you my personal slut for the evening. ``

Jesse shivered when I said that. Still holding onto her by the whisker, I dragged her towards the kitchen where the door leading to the garage was. She made a show of struggling, though she did n't put up much of a battle as the tomentum pulling did hurt.

I opened the garage threshold and let go of her hair and I shoved her inside. She looked around with wide-cut center. I 'm not sure what surprised her more- the fact that the garage was the unobjectionable it had ever been since we had moved in here years ago or the set-up I had done.
In the meat of the elbow room was a exercising bench, an particular that all garage seem to larn at some point in their existence. I had modified this one though. Five feet away from it two ropes dangled from the ceiling, one with a duet of handcuff swinging from the end, the other tied into a noose. I had made sure that the ropes were gentle nylon, so they would n't scratch the skin and leave marks.

On a side table were respective implements and toys that I had purchased. I led Jesse there.

'' She this stuff and nonsense, slut ? I 'm going to use it all on you and the more you struggle, the more it will hurt. ``

She looked both shocked and excited.

'' Jack, it 's a little- ''

savor ! I slapped her face, not too hard though. She shut up immediately. Jesse was shocked that I had hit her, but she did not protest any further.

'' Listen, cunt, I'm going to use you for my delight, to make this break-in worth it. shut out the fuck up and do what I say ''. Jesse nodded her drumhead and I let go of her hair.

I grabbed her by the arms and led her towards the ropes. I pulled off her blouse and she tried to bat my hand away, More for display and to get into the role-play than to actually stop me. I then pulled down her wench and worked at removing her bra. When I was done, she stood before me wearing only her panty. Her blond hair fell about her shoulder joint. Her optic sparkled. Her breasts, good D-cups, were topped by erect pink pap. Her mat belly and firm legs showed that she took care of herself. She was a straight vision.

I positioned her below the circle and grabbed her hands. I raised them up and attached the cuffs to each wrist. I pulled on the rope and adjusted it for her height, so that her arms were stretched up above her headway with little quagmire. future I took two ankle joint cuffs from the board and attached them to her ankles, and anchored them onto stud I had drilled into the cement prior. Her substructure were ranch apart just past shoulder width. Finally from my pocket I pulled out a whisker banding and I tied her hair up into a childlike pony-tail. I wanted her face free and clear of any strands of hair for what I was going to do.

I stepped back and admired my employment. She was exactly how I wanted her to be. She could hardly move in this status, and everything was accessible to me. I made a appearance of slowly taking off my shirt and pants, so I too stood almost nude painting before her. Her eyes went straight to my private parts. My 8-inch cock was rigid, making a camp out pole in my drawers, which I removed next. Naked now, I walked up to her, and stood so ending that my cockhead touched the tegument of her belly. Again she shivered in anticipation. Slowly I walked around her, always facing her body and touching her with solitary my cockhead. Her pare felt hot, sending electrical pulsing though my dick and into my body. As I walked around her, I left a trail of pre-cum on her skin.

'' You made me hard, you slut. You have to pay for that ''. Jesse was starting to breathe heavily. I reached down and ripped off her pantie. Jesse, restrained as she was, jumped as the fabric ripped away from her cutis. Her pussy was shaved save for a blond patch above her clit. Her rim were a deep pink, and her clitoris was nestled in its hood. I always thought it was the sexy tidy sum in the universe.

'' Fuck me ! '' she begged. Slap !

'' Do n't lecture unless you 're asked a question ''.

She nodded her ascent. It was time to get the principal display on the road. I was going to throw her protagonist Samantha 's experience flavor like a quaint picnic in the park in comparing to what I was going to do.

I went to the board and grabbed a ridding craw whiplash. It gave a lot of flex. I walked behind Jesse, and waited. She had not seen what was in my hand. I was heedful to enshroud it from her. I let the delay puff on for a full phase of the moon arcminute while she tried to twist against her restraints.

Whack ! Jesse jumped and gave a outcry as the crop connected with her rightfulness butt cheek.

whang ! Another cry as she felt the con on her left buttock this sentence. I gave her four more than rap, two on each cheek in rapid successiveness. She cried out each time.

'' This wo n't do, you yell too much. ''. I went back to the mesa and retrieved a secondly item- a safe glob gag. I again went behind her and told her to open her sassing wide. She did and she was surprised when the gag went into her oral fissure. I attached it securely and moved around to her front again to look up to my handiwork.

Still, she was n't dispatch in my mind. I returned to my mesa. This next item I was sure would have her discomfort, and would probably get me straight to the kennel on a rule occasion if I had tried to use them.

Nipple clamps.

They were silver in color, and looked like padded alligator time attached by a light mountain range. I approached Jesse, holding one end in each hired man. Her dense nipples were protruding nicely. Her eyes went wide when she saw them. She liked to have her mamilla sucked on during foreplay, but biting and pinching were strictly off limits. I attached one end and she closed her eyes in pain. I then attached the early end to the other nipple. These clamp had adjustable settings, so I had pre-set them to the grim one. They weren't tight enough to cause a lot of discomfort, but the tension was solid enough to proceed them in place. Jesse obviously did n't care it but they were going to stay on.

Next I grabbed a television camera from the table. I do n't mean Jesse had originally noticed it and I took various snapshot of her trussed up like that : arms extended above her head, forcing her boobs to be thrust out, with a humiliating formal gag in her backtalk and her ramification splayed open. The nipple chemical chain swung freely between her breast. Her pussy lips glistened when the flashing went off, indicating that she was very wet. I could tell by her eyes that she was pissed I had our camera with me. She had never sent me nude pictures of herself. She was so fearful that the pictures would be leaked out somehow.

I went bag behind her with the ridding crop again. I gave her a whack, practically harder this meter. Jesse gave a muffled yell. The nipple mountain range swung through an even greater arc.
'' That 's proficient. Much more tranquilize. '' I continued to whack her behind, and I did n't stop until she was beet red down there.

I went back to the table. I noticed a couple of tear on her boldness as she turned her head to try and see what I was doing. I came back with a bulb-headed back massager- the kind that is advertised to relieve sore muscle but is actually used more for what I was about to do to Jesse.

I stood in battlefront of her and come out my fingers along her snatch. Jesse was breathing very hard now. She was so wet. I wanted to fuck her the right way then and there, but I knew I would cum in just a few apoplexy. Besides, I had early design for my first gear incumbrance of the night.

I placed the noose over her oral sex and onto her neck. The noose had hung there just above her head the hale clock time. I had thought of this melodic theme because a few meter in the past when we fucked missional, Jesse had grabbed my hand and placed it around her neck. She liked being choked while we fucked. I had n't picked up on that until these last few days- this was probably an indication that Jesse liked to be dominated and hurt while being fucked. She had said that a lack of air heightened her tactual sensation when I thrust into her.

I tightened the knot and adjusted the height, so that Jesse felt a trenchant constriction to her airway and blood circulation. I could not produce it too tight or she would blow over out. In any case I had a way to cut her free if there was an emergency.

Jess was trembling, both from the constriction of the noose and the anticipation. I turned on the massager to its humble stage setting. I pressed it softly to her clit. The reaction I got was intense. She moaned loudly through her gag and began to quiver. In less than a minute, she was cuming, and cuming hard. Her knee joint gave out, and the gin tightened, causing her to become red in the case. I helped straighten her up, and turned the massager onto a high scope and repeating the process.

Soon the massage brain was completely crafty with her succus, and some of it was trickling onto my hand. I brought her to three more orgasms, each within a few bit of each other before I stopped. She swayed where she was, hardly seeming conscious, the nipple range of mountains hanging down and hardly moving anymore. I got the gin off her before she really got hurt. I then untied her hands and invertebrate foot. She nearly collapsed on top of me, but I was n't done yet.
Jesse looked at me, but made no move to remove the ball gag or the nipple clinch. I reached behind her headspring and undid the gag, but left the clinch on.

'' Holly bullshit, that was amazing ... '' she whispered.

Slap ! `` Do n't talk unless spoken to. Get on your articulatio genus. '' I ordered as I kicked a mat I had nearby in nominal head of her. She obediently got on her knee on the mat and looked up expectantly at me.

'' Only sluts have orgasms like that. Are you a slut ? ''

'' Yes, yes, I 'm a hussy. A big slut who needs to be fucked ''. Jess reached for my turncock but I brushed her hands away.

'' No nookie for you, at least not yet. First you must delight me. ``

With that I grabbed Jesse by her pony tail and forced my cock into her mouth. The notion was exquisite. Jesse bobbed her head up and down, but I soon stopped her drift and took over by using the leverage I had with her jigger tail. Her mouth was hot and wet. She even began to embrace my member with her glossa, something she had never done before. I fucked her mouth with short accident at initiatory that gradually became deeper. Normally she could ingest about half of my hammer without gagging. This meter she was sucking down a couple inches more, which was most impressive to me. I wanted to go deeper, but I also did n't desire to gamble ending the Nox with puke all over my genitalia.

All too soon I felt my body tense and my cock pounding. Jesse probably expected me to cum in her mouth, which was only a rarefied natural event for us since she did n't like it much, but I had other plans. With 2 weeks'worth of cum in me coupled with heightened sexual tensity, I was going to unblock a big load and I wanted it on her face. She hated that even more than cum in her oral fissure, and I had only done it once before. This one would be for my phantasy, not hers. I popped my tool out of her mouth and I began stroking it inches from her face.

'' Do n't you fucking dare '' she said with a grimace, and she made to twist away. She could not get very far, as I was holding onto her hair too tightly. The first shot of cum sprang from my gumshoe and hit her on the forehand, a long run that reached her hairline. It felt amazing.
The second pellet caught her on her right chit, almost hitting her eye. The adjacent two shaft hit her on the other check. She dared not cry out, for that might intend some landing place in her mouth. The endure bits I dribbled onto her tightly closed mouth and mentum. It was a lot of cum, and it covered her facial expression almost completely, midst and glistening. It must experience felt hot on her skin.
'' I 'm going to get you back for this prick, generate me a towel ! ``

'' No fucking towel for you, gripe '' I said, as I forced her up by her haircloth. Some fall fell away from her face. One drop hit her right breast, coating the clipped mamilla nicely. I fully expected her to wipe her face with her bare hands, but she made no move to do so. I led her forcefully to the exercising bench, and had her lie down on it on her back. Her impudence were shining from my cum.

I tied her work force again, this sentence using rophy, and attached them to the legs of the terrace. I did the same with her mortise joint. My shaft was starting to get arduous again and was already at a semi-erect state. I picked up the tv camera one more time, and I snapped some image of her cum coated face.

'' stay that '', she whined, clearly embarrassed about the possible implications of having her photo taken.

'' You are talking too much '' I exclaimed as I retrieved the Lucille Ball gag. I forced it back into her mouth and tied it off. She did n't press much. She was cattle ranch eagle on the bench and she could not move much.

I knelt down between her pinned stage and began to rub down her pussy. She was still sensible from her previous Roger Huntington Sessions. I began to clobber her second joint, and then I kissed all around her mound. She began squirming again. Her clitoris began to protrude up from the hood, something that only happens when she is really steamy. I gently flicked it with my tongue. She jumped against her control. I clamped down on the external edges with my lip, and started up fast short salt lick. Usually when I do this to her, she comes after about 10 transactions. This time, she came, and came hard, within a arcminute. Her juices flowed freely and coated my mouth and chin.

Jesse was panting from the coming through the ball bag. I let her convalesce while I went back to the board and retrieved yet another toy along with a charge plate bottle. I showed the toy to her. It was a butt cud. It was by far not the cock-a-hoop one they sold on the website I ordered from, but it was still impressive. It was hand blown drinking glass and it flared out into a good sizing. It would hurt going in, but it would be fine one it was in place. The bottle contained hi-grade sex lubricator. I coated my finger with some and I rubbed it all over her let out anus.

Jesse started giving out moans of dissent and she really started to worm against her bonds but I was n't going to stop. I gently inserted the tip of the plug after completely covering it with more lubricator. I knew this would hurt, so I was extra deliberate and took it slow. Jesse and I rarely had anal sex. It happened only when she was really drunk and horny, and today was going to be a rarefied delicacy for me. She stopped her squirming, accepting the inevitable. I slowly pushed the fireplug in. After I passed the wide part of the plug, the relief seemed to get sucked pass into her ass without encourage pressing.

My hammer was fully erect now. I repositioned myself and entered her pussy forcefully. She cried out, but with the gag in spot it came out heavily muffled.

'' You fucking slut, wanting cock all the clip ! '' I yelled out. `` wait at you with a wad up your ass and cum all over your face, wanting to a greater extent cock. Fucking cyprian ! ``

She moaned again and my stab became more forceful. It was an erotic site : with each thrust, the pap chain jingled. Her sphincter clenched and unclenched around the backside spark plug. Her puss juice were flowing freely now, coating everything. The ball gag muffled her nicely and gave her a truly helpless look. Her pussy was as hot as ardour against my rooster. I even felt the butt ballyhoo through the slim down tissue layer that separates the vagina from the rectum.

Then something unexpected happened, at least for us. Jesse came.

Jesse never experiences an orgasm through vaginal penetration alone. She comes when her clit is stimulated, like from the showerhead, and from my tongue putting directly pressure. We had accepted this as normal for us. It was not rare for womanhood to conk out to reach an coming just from vaginal penetration.

This orgasm was Brobdingnagian, and was unlike anything we had ever experienced. Her pussycat clamped down involuntarily on my cock, and unclamped. This process repeated again and again, and it was hard too. Jesse was screaming behind the formal gag. Good affair I had put it back in place, otherwise the cops would possess shown up for sure ! This was all too much for me, and I unloaded another immense load deep in her pussy.

I pulled out, and my cum spewed Forth River from her pussy. It slid down her ass fling, and coated the base of the butt plug. I grabbed the television camera again and snapped away. This was a sight I wanted to remember forever. I finished with the television camera, and stood up to recover.

Jesse had her middle closed and she was breathing heavily. travail was on both of us and my cum was starting to dry into a skillful sheen on her face. I removed her egg gag.

'' beloved, that was incredible '' she gasped between lumbering breaths.

'' I 'm not done yet ''. I stroked my putz. It was slippery from her juices and my cum. There was one more than hole I wanted to cum in, and the mentation of it was making me hard despite two monumental orgasms already.

Once I was besotted, I added more lubricator to my cock, to ensure it would be easy to subscribe to her ass. I also grabbed the massager. I positioned myself lower, and Jesse register my thoughts.

'' Do n't you dare ! ``

'' Shut up, cum slut, and get cook to carry it ''. With that, I forced the school principal of my cock past her tight sphincter. I plunged in a pair of inch further. On previous piece of ass of her ass I was only able to go in a couple of inches before the pain in the neck got too intense.

Tonight I was going to go balls bass. I went decelerate at firstly, and I kept squirting lubricant onto my putz. column inch by in I pushed, and Jesse, to her quotation, did not cry out. Finally the fundament of my turncock hit her opening, and I could go no further. I slowly pulled out about halfway, and then I pushed back in. I repeated this, slowly increasing the pace. I did not go as fast as when I was in her pussy, but it was faster that what we normally achieved.

Once I got a good round going, I turned on the massager and applied it again to her clit. I fucked her ass for a well 10 minute of arc. Having cum twice already, this third orgasm would take some doing. Jesse groaned softly the whole time, but she was a real state trooper taking it up the ass. She even managed to cum again thanks to the massager. As she was cuming I reached out and pulled on the nipple chain. This caused her to flinch in painful sensation, and this did it for me. I unloaded deep in her ass. I pulled out with a cheap pop from her tired sphincter muscle, completely drained. I had done all that I had wanted to do.

I was getting set up to free people Jesse from the restraints when a new idea hit me. After this a good deal sex naturally I had to pee. I stood up and moved to straddle her shank. She looked up, no doubt odd as to what was next. I guess she too had thought it was over.

We had done this only once before except that clip I was the recipient. We were in a hotel stamping ground enjoying a much needed vacation. I had gone in to use up a shower after swimming all day. Jesse had come in to pee on the toilet.

I looked at her and told her to come into the exhibitor with me.

'' But I have to pee ''

'' Pee in here, on me ''

She looked at me funny, then she decided it would be fun and she jumped into the shower. I got her into a hug, and had her straddle my exit leg after I stretched it outwards. With one of her hands around my shoulder for symmetry, I took her other script and placed it on my soapy, erect hammer. She took the hint and began jerking it as she started to kiss and lap my ear. Soon a hot stream of piss hit my thigh and ran down past my human knee to my mortise joint, where it pooled with the shower water supply. It was an titillating tactual sensation. She jerked my cock hard and flying as she pissed, and I came quickly from the total freakishness of it all, coating her hand with my cum.

I thought about that holiday as I stepped over her. Once I was in position, I held my worthless cock in my rightfield hand. This was not originally planned. I concentrated on letting loose.
A gilt flow arced out and hit her boobs.

'' Oh my god '' she exclaimed. `` I can not think you are doing this ''.

My piss kept hitting her chest. I made sure to wee all over her knocker and mammilla. The pap chain wiggled, and droplets collected on it. I fully emptied my intestine. Jesse was completely silent as the last squirt splashed on her chest and belly. I climbed off.

'' I 'll get you back for this '' she growled. I reached down and unfastened one hand. I threw her a towel from the table.

"Get yourself cleaned up. I want dinner in an hr ''. With that, I walked out.

epilogue

Further sex that weekend was pleasurable yet intense. Jesse was sore from the experience, so we went slow, and we took time to research each other 's physical structure. She now referred to our garage as `` the dungeon ''. We were felicitous that we both had some of our fantasies fulfilled.

Three weeks later, I arrived home to determine a software package on our threshold measure. I brought it inside, thinking that maybe it was some Koran I had previously ordered. I checked the shipping label :

Concept Green Logistics.

That 's funny. I had already received everything I had ordered from them. Reading further, it was addresses to my wife, not to me.

What the fuck ?

My curiosity got the effective of me and I quickly went into the kitchen to seize a tongue. I used it to cut outdoors the boxing taping, opened the carton and reached into the paper-wrap cushioning the contents. I felt a box, and grasped the edges to pull it out.

What came out caused me to gasp, and then laugh audibly.

It was a strap-on silicone dildo, in hot pink and 8 inches long, fill out with harness. Looks like Jesse was looking to get her revenge on me after all.

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