I satisfy a rape illusion for my wife, while I satisfy some of my own. This is my first off story on here. Constructive comments are always welcome.

Fulfilling Jesse's Fantasy

My married woman Jesse is a complete stunner. She 's 5'9, with blond hair and blue center. She has a great shape that she maintains by jogging and yoga. Even though she 's 34 years old, her d-cup breasts don't sag- it's as if she was still XVIII. Her rump is firm, with no seeming cellulite. cat say I 'm a golden man to have her, but the true statement is that our lovemaking was now number, bordering on boring. It happened once a week on the weekend, usually in the missionary position, where after orgasm we would pick up and fall right to sleep.

It 's a practice followed by many in the world. A very backbreaking week at work gets coupled with good deal of force per unit area from family and allegiance, resulting in no tone time for each early.

Sometimes we would go for months without sex. We were just so pall by the end of the day, weekends included, to do anything more that buss each early goodnight and fall straight to sleep. Special poppycock like black eye jobs and eating snatch was infrequent, and was usually saved for natal day, long weekends, and maybe Christmas.

We needed a electric discharge and I stumbled upon that light by accident.

It was a Friday night when I conceived my plan. Jesse had some girlfriend over for some wine, and I excused myself and left to go knack with my chum and some friends of my own. I did not want to adhere around and listen to a bunch of missy bitch and moan about their sprightliness, which is usually what happened during these get-togethers.

I got back early, but instead of using the front 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 lady friend were in the living room. I opened the connecting door and was met with the sound of high pitched laughter coming from there. I saw several discharge wine bottles on the kitchen return, and knew that many of the young woman were well into their cup. I was a little pissed, because it meant I would birth to endure them for a while yearner before they left but it quickly became evident that they had n't heard me come in.

'' Seriously, you played out a assault phantasy ? '' my wife 's friend Alyssa asked.

'' Yes, and it was for certain hot ! '' exclaimed Samantha, an old college friend of my married woman. `` My boyfriend put on a mask and he had this toy gun, and he went to townsfolk on me ! ``

Samantha began giving details, and it was sounding like a pretty hot narrative, but what was even hotter to me was the level of interest my married woman seemed to have in it. Jesse asked about of the questions, and kept pressing Samantha for details.

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

I would sustain a lot of work to do. I quietly crept back out to the garage, and waited there for another hour as opinion kept running through my mind. I wanted to stay put and hear some more, but to be caught eavesdropping would ruin everything.

When I saw the outset of her acquaintance leave via the social movement door, I began making tatty disturbance in the garage, to make it look like I myself had just arrived home. Jesse came out to recognise me as the rest 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 guide a shower."

Jesse left me there alone in the service department. I waited another 10 minutes, my judgment still overwhelmed with possibilities.

I went into the house and walked by the toilet. I heard the shower, but it was n't on the normal rainfall setting. It was making a higher set up thrumming dissonance, which was the massage setting on the shower bath capitulum. 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 water was produced. It was meant to massage tire muscles but I am sure enough that the blueprint railroad engineer had women on their squad. It made for a big button massager and Jesse used it often, but never in front of me. Samantha's story must have really begin her going !

That dark we made dearest, and Jesse was more gumptious than common. Her pussy felt bedwetter, and she really humped back arduous when we were in missional. I knew then that I had to make this fantasy a reality. Despite my in effect efforts, her newfound vim had me cuming way too soon. I pumped what felt like a congius of emollient oceanic abyss into her womb, and my cock kept throbbing for a long time. We fell into an exhausted yet satisfied sleep.

The adjacent day was filled with errands and former workaday things, but I managed to enshroud away with a computer tab to browse the internet. I began looking for props and toys that I could contain into our fantasy.

I found a swell internet site with adult toys. They offered home livery in discrete parcel labeled `` concept Green Logistics '' instead of their real fellowship name. It was hone, and for a few hundred dollars I ordered what I needed.

The next stone's throw was to estimate out a good clip to launch my `` assault ''. I figured one day right when she came family from work would be perfect. I could grab her when she came inside the room access. I was usually home plate from my job before her as I worked a lot airless to the firm. That day I would leave work earlier than formula so I could give birth even more metre to prepare.
It was also important that I not leave bull's eye or bruise on her consistence. We both had paradigm to keep up. So it was going to be rough but not too rough.

I settled on a date- a Friday two weeks from now. It was a long weekend, with the Mon off and we had no plans for those three Clarence Day. This gave plenty clock time for my ordering to go far and to gain all the arrangement and frame-up I wanted to do. I would spend the succeeding two weeks cleaning, constructing, and figuring out hiding fleck for the toys I had ordered.

When the toys did get in I eagerly opened the boxful. As promised, the boxes were discreet and labeled as `` Concept K Logistics ”. Jesse, as usual, wasn't home yet. I had enough time to give each bundle and inspect the trade good. As I did so, my rooster grew tight thinking of the possibleness. It took a lot of willpower not to rub one out right there. I hid the wrap materials deep in the recycle bin where no one would discommode to look. The toy dog were put in my enshroud localization, which was also a place where no one would look.

The heavily part was to refuse my wife sex during those 2 workweek. Jesse seemed to want it more than usual, so I had to sham tiredness. I felt like I was the exclusively man on the planet to turn down sex, but this was important. I wanted her to be really corneous 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 illusion fulfilled including doing clobber that Jesse would normally refuse to do. I was going to make her my bitch, my fuckthing, my own personal slut.

I added to the fancy by complaining to Jesse about work and how it was stressing me out. I even brought work home, something I rarely did, to leaven 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 come nursing home after her. It was my goal to think she would be coming home to an abandon house.

'' Do n't work too hard, honey '', she said with a note of sympathy in her voice.

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

'' No problem, eff you. ``

'' erotic love you too ''. With that, I hung up the phone, shut down my computer and headed out the power room access. I got into my car and I struggled to maintain the speed limit on the highway. I was so excited about getting home but I did n't want to smash everything by getting a filthy speeding ticket. I parked the car on a side street out of view from the house.

As I got inside my house, I paused for a second. I had so much to do and so little time to get up it all. Butterflies were in my stomach. How would she respond ? Would she go along with it ? Would she freak out and put me in the doghouse ? Would she express mirth about this with her friends ? I had thought through everything, but it was go-time and the Adrenalin rushing I was feeling was messing with the plans and careful steps I had in my head.

I took a duo of trench breather and got myself together. I went to work with the setup. It took me over an hour but I managed to get everything sorted out and in place. The last matter I did was close all the window blinds and switch off all the illumination in the house.

Then I waited.

I was n't sure what metre it was when I heard keys jingling in the lock. Jesse was about to enter the planetary house. I stayed hidden in the hall closet. I wanted to pass water sure she closed the front threshold before I grabbed her. If she screamed, it would do us little in effect if the neighbor heard it and called the cops.

Jesse made to take off her skid, and I saw her long blond hair fall and cover her face as she bent down to unwrap the straps. She straitened up, tossed her purse on the animation room sofa and walked past my hiding topographic point, all with her forefront bent as she sorted through the mail held in her script. I purposely left the mailbox wide to add to the illusion that I was n't home.

When she was a few feet down the hall headed slowly towards the bedchamber I left my spot. I crept up behind her, my heart pounding in my thorax. 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 berm with my left arm while I brought my right wing up towards her cervix. I held a thudding letter undoer in that script, too dampen to do any real damage but the metal was cold to the soupcon and could give a realistic effect. I pressed it lengthwise across the movement of her neck. Jess gave an hearable gasp and the missive fell from her hand. I spun her around and looked at her.
succor washed over her face as she realized it was me.

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

'' Do n't speak backbite, 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 push her up against the wall. Her smile disappeared and her human face now showed some shock.

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

'Seriously Jack ? '' she smiled again. It looked like she was about to jest. It was time to pick this up a bit. I grabbed her haircloth and pulled. She gave a yelp.

'' Where is it ? ``

'' Th-There 's some in my-purse. Ow ! '' she stammered. I dragged her by the hair's-breadth towards the sofa where she had dumped her purse.

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

I made a display of fumbling around in the notecase. `` Only fifty one dollar bill ? That 's not enough bitch ! ``
'' It 's all I have ! '' she exclaimed.

'' That 's not enough ! I 'm going to experience to get something else from you in rescript to make this worth my while ! ``

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

'' I 'm going to make you my personal slut for the eventide. ``

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

I opened the garage door and let go of her whisker and I shoved her inside. She looked around with wide optic. I 'm not sure what surprised her more- the fact that the garage was the cleanest it had ever been since we had moved in here long time ago or the set-up I had done.
In the center of the room was a physical exercise bench, an point that all garage seem to adopt at some point in their existence. I had modified this one though. Five infantry away from it two roach dangled from the ceiling, one with a couplet of cuffs swinging from the end, the early tied into a snare. I had made sure that the ropes were easygoing nylon, so they would n't scrape up the hide and leave marks.

On a side of meat tabular array were various implements and toys that I had purchased. I led Jesse there.

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

She looked both shocked and excited.

'' jak, it 's a little- ''

hell dust ! 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, pussy, I'm going to use you for my joy, to make this break-in worth it. Shut the shtup up and do what I say ''. Jesse nodded her foreland and I let go of her hair.

I grabbed her by the munition and led her towards the Mexican valium. I pulled off her blouse and she tried to bat my men away, Sir Thomas More for appearance and to get into the role-play than to actually stop me. I then pulled down her bird and worked at removing her bra. When I was done, she stood before me wearing only her panties. Her blonde pilus fell about her berm. Her eyes sparkled. Her breasts, replete D-cups, were topped by erect pink nipples. Her flat belly and tauten legs showed that she took care of herself. She was a true vision.

I positioned her below the ropes and grabbed her hands. I raised them up and attached the cuffs to each radiocarpal joint. I pulled on the rope and adjusted it for her height, so that her arms were stretched up above her head word with niggling slackness. Next I took two ankle cuffs from the tabular array and attached them to her ankles, and anchored them onto stud I had drilled into the cement prior. Her feet were disperse apart just past shoulder width. Finally from my air pocket I pulled out a hair band and I tied her hair up into a unproblematic pony-tail. I wanted her fount free and pull in of any chain 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 position, and everything was accessible to me. I made a display of slowly taking off my shirt and pants, so I too stood almost nude statue before her. Her heart went straight to my crotch. My 8-inch cock was rigid, making a encamp pole in my packer, which I removed next. Naked now, I walked up to her, and stood so close that my cockhead touched the pelt of her belly. Again she shivered in anticipation. Slowly I walked around her, always facing her body and touching her with simply my cockhead. Her sputter felt hot, sending electrical pulsing though my putz and into my eubstance. As I walked around her, I left a trail of pre-cum on her skin.

'' You made me punishing, you slut. You have to pay for that ''. Jesse was starting to breathe heavily. I reached down and ripped off her panties. Jesse, restrained as she was, jumped as the textile ripped away from her skin. Her twat was shaved save for a blonde patch above her clit. Her sass were a deep pink, and her clit was nestled in its cap. I always thought it was the aphrodisiac sight in the Earth.

'' nooky me ! '' she begged. smacking !

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

She nodded her ascent. It was sentence to get the main show on the route. I was going to make her friend Samantha 's experience tone like a quaint picnic in the park in comparison to what I was going to do.

I went to the table and grabbed a ridding crop whip. It gave a lot of flex. I walked behind Jesse, and waited. She had not seen what was in my hand. I was thrifty to hide it from her. I let the delay drag on for a full-of-the-moon minute while she tried to squirm against her restraints.

Whack ! Jesse jumped and gave a shout as the harvest connected with her right wing bottom cheek.

Whack ! Another shout as she felt the sting on her go out cheek this time. I gave her four more belt, two on each face in speedy successiveness. She cried out each time.

'' This wo n't do, you yell too much. ''. I went back to the board and retrieved a secondly item- a rubber ball gag. I again went behind her and told her to open her oral cavity encompassing. She did and she was surprised when the gag went into her backtalk. I attached it securely and moved around to her front line again to admire my handiwork.

Still, she was n't perfect in my mind. I returned to my table. This next point I was sure would have her uncomfortableness, and would probably bring me uncoiled to the kennel on a rule occasion if I had tried to use them.

Nipple clamps.

They were silver in gloss, and looked like padded alligator cartridge clip attached by a brusque chemical chain. I approached Jesse, holding one end in each hand. Her duncish nipples were protruding nicely. Her eyes went wide when she saw them. She liked to induce her nipples sucked on during foreplay, but biting and pinching were strictly off limit point. I attached one end and she closed her middle in pain. I then attached the other end to the other mammilla. These clinch had adjustable settings, so I had pre-set them to the depleted one. They weren't tight enough to cause a lot of discomfort, but the tensity was unattackable enough to keep them in place. Jesse obviously did n't like it but they were going to stay put on.

Next I grabbed a camera from the board. I do n't call up Jesse had originally noticed it and I took several shots of her trussed up like that : arms extended above her point, forcing her boobs to be thrust out, with a humiliating ball gag in her mouth and her legs splayed undefended. The nipple strand swung freely between her breasts. Her purulent back talk glistened when the flash went off, indicating that she was very wet. I could order 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 motion-picture show would be leaked out somehow.

I went bag behind her with the ridding harvest again. I gave her a whack, much harder this time. Jesse gave a muffle call. The pap Chain swung through an even peachy arc.
'' That 's better. Much more calm down. '' I continued to whack her behind, and I did n't block off until she was beet red down there.

I went back to the table. I noticed a span of tears on her cheek 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 palliate sore muscleman but is actually used more for what I was about to do to Jesse.

I stood in front of her and placed my finger along her slit. Jesse was breathing very hard now. She was so wet. I wanted to fuck her proper then and there, but I knew I would cum in just a few strokes. Besides, I had early plans for my outset shipment of the night.

I placed the snare over her school principal and onto her neck. The noose had hung there just above her head the unharmed time. I had thought of this melodic theme because a few times in the past when we fucked missioner, 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 denotation that Jesse liked to be dominated and hurt while being fucked. She had said that a lack of air heightened her feelings when I thrust into her.

I tightened the knot and adjusted the summit, so that Jesse felt a decided tightness to her airway and descent circulation. I could not wee-wee it too tight or she would conk out. In any pillowcase I had a way to cut her justify 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 grim setting. I pressed it softly to her clitoris. The reaction I got was intense. She moaned loudly through her gag and began to palpitate. In lupus erythematosus than a minute, she was cuming, and cuming hard. Her knee joint gave out, and the noose tightened, causing her to suit red in the human face. I helped straighten her up, and turned the massager onto a higher place setting and repeating the process.

Soon the massage school principal was completely slick with her juices, and some of it was trickling onto my hand. I brought her to three more orgasms, each within a few seconds of each early before I stopped. She swayed where she was, hardly seeming conscious, the tit chain hanging down and hardly moving anymore. I got the running noose off her before she really got hurt. I then untied her hands and foundation. 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 testicle gag or the teat clinch. I reached behind her principal and undid the gag, but left the clamps on.

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

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

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

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

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

With that I grabbed Jesse by her trot backside and forced my cock into her mouth. The impression was exquisite. Jesse bobbed her head up and down, but I soon stopped her effort and took over by using the leverage I had with her pony tail. Her mouth was hot and wet. She even began to squeeze my member with her spit, something she had never done before. I fucked her mouth with short strokes at commencement that gradually became deeper. Normally she could fill about half of my cock without gagging. This time she was sucking down a couple inches Thomas More, which was most telling to me. I wanted to go deeper, but I also did n't want to adventure ending the night with crumb all over my crotch.

All too soon I felt my soundbox tense and my cock throb. Jesse probably expected me to cum in her mouth, which was only a rare occurrence for us since she did n't care it much, but I had early plans. With 2 hebdomad'worth of cum in me coupled with heightened sexual tension, I was going to release a big load and I wanted it on her nerve. She hated that even Thomas More than cum in her mouth, and I had only done it once before. This one would be for my fantasy, not hers. I popped my putz out of her sassing and I began stroking it inches from her face.

'' Do n't you fucking dare '' she said with a face, and she made to wrench away. She could not get very far, as I was holding onto her hair too tightly. The inaugural jibe of cum sprang from my dick and hit her on the forehand, a long streak that reached her hairline. It felt amazing.
The second shot caught her on her flop balk, almost hitting her eye. The next two nip hit her on the other check. She dared not cry out, for that might intend some landing place in her mouth. The finish bits I dribbled onto her tightly closed mouth and Kuki. It was a lot of cum, and it covered her face almost completely, midst and glistening. It must have felt hot on her skin.
'' I 'm going to get you back for this asshole, give me a towel ! ``

'' No fucking towel for you, gripe '' I said, as I forced her up by her whisker. Some driblet fell away from her face. One drib hit her right breast, coating the clipped nipple nicely. I fully expected her to wipe her font with her bare bridge player, but she made no relocation to do so. I led her forcefully to the workout bench, and had her lie down on it on her back. Her brass were shining from my cum.

I tied her hands again, this meter using rope, and attached them to the branch of the judiciary. I did the Lapplander with her mortise joint. My cock was starting to get concentrated again and was already at a semi-erect Department of State. I picked up the camera one Sir Thomas More time, and I snapped some video of her cum coated face.

'' closure that '', she whined, clearly embarrassed about the possible conditional relation of having her photo taken.

'' You are talking too much '' I exclaimed as I retrieved the lump gag. I forced it back into her mouth and tied it off. She did n't fight down much. She was spread eagle on the bench and she could not move much.

I knelt down between her pinned stage and began to massage her pussy. She was still sensitive from her previous academic session. I began to lick her thigh, and then I kissed all around her mound. She began squirming again. Her clit began to jut up from the hood, something that only happens when she is really horny. I gently flicked it with my clapper. She jumped against her restraints. I clamped down on the outside bound with my rim, and started up fast shortly poke. Usually when I do this to her, she comes after about 10 minutes. This prison term, she came, and came hard, within a minute. Her juices flowed freely and coated my oral fissure and chin.

Jesse was panting from the sexual climax through the egg bag. I let her find while I went back to the table and retrieved yet another toy along with a plastic bottle. I showed the toy to her. It was a butt against plug. It was by far not the biggest one they sold on the site I ordered from, but it was still impressive. It was bridge player suck field glass and it flared out into a well size. It would injure going in, but it would be fine one it was in situation. The feeding bottle contained hi-grade sex lube. I coated my fingers with some and I rubbed it all over her scupper anus.

Jesse started giving out groan of protest and she really started to squirm against her bond certificate but I was n't going to stop. I gently inserted the tip of the spark plug after completely covering it with more lubricating substance. I knew this would anguish, so I was extra thrifty and took it slow. Jesse and I rarely had anal retentive sex. It happened only when she was really salute and horny, and today was going to be a rare treat for me. She stopped her squirming, accepting the inevitable. I slowly pushed the plug in. After I passed the spacious part of the plug, the rest seemed to get breastfeed straits into her ass without further pressing.

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

'' You fucking slut, wanting cock all the time ! '' I yelled out. `` seem at you with a chaw up your ass and cum all over your face, wanting more cock. Fucking whore ! ``

She moaned again and my thrusts became more forceful. It was an erotic web site : with each knife thrust, the nipple chain jingled. Her sphincter clenched and unclenched around the butt plug. Her pussy succus were flowing freely now, coating everything. The ball gag muffled her nicely and gave her a truly helpless look. Her cunt was as hot as fire against my stopcock. I even felt the butt plug through the thin 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 lingua putting direct imperativeness. We had accepted this as normal for us. It was not rare for cleaning lady to fail to reach an orgasm just from vaginal penetration.

This orgasm was immense, and was unlike anything we had ever experienced. Her pussy clamped down involuntarily on my dick, and unclamped. This process repeated again and again, and it was hard too. Jesse was screaming behind the ball gag. Good thing I had put it back in place, otherwise the pig would have shown up for sure ! This was all too much for me, and I unloaded another huge warhead deep in her pussy.

I pulled out, and my cum spewed Forth from her pussycat. It slid down her ass shot, and coated the al-Qaeda of the butt plug. I grabbed the tv camera again and snapped away. This was a sight I wanted to remember forever. I finished with the photographic camera, and stood up to recover.

Jesse had her heart closed and she was breathing heavily. elbow grease was on both of us and my cum was starting to dry into a squeamish sheen on her case. I removed her ball gag.

'' dear, that was incredible '' she gasped between with child breaths.

'' I 'm not done yet ''. I stroked my hammer. It was slippery from her succus and my cum. There was one more hole I wanted to cum in, and the thought of it was making me hard despite two massive orgasms already.

Once I was stiff, I added more lube to my cock, to ensure it would be easy to take her ass. I also grabbed the massager. I positioned myself lower, and Jesse read my thoughts.

'' Do n't you presume ! ``

'' Shut up, cum hussy, and get cook to get hold of it ''. With that, I forced the head of my hammer past her tight sphincter. I plunged in a duad of inches further. On late fucks of her ass I was only able to go in a couplet of inches before the pain got too intense.

Tonight I was going to go balls cryptical. I went slow at initiative, and I kept squirting lubricating substance onto my cock. column inch by inch I pushed, and Jesse, to her cite, did not cry out. Finally the base of my cock 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 in force speech rhythm going, I turned on the massager and applied it again to her clit. I fucked her ass for a good 10 minute of arc. Having cum twice already, this third orgasm would take some doing. Jesse groaned softly the unscathed time, but she was a real 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 teat mountain range. This caused her to quail in painful sensation, and this did it for me. I unloaded oceanic abyss in her ass. I pulled out with a tacky pop from her outwear sphincter, completely drained. I had done all that I had wanted to do.

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

We had done this solely once before except that time I was the receiver. We were in a hotel recourse enjoying a much needed holiday. I had gone in to take 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 shower 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 left leg after I stretched it outwards. With one of her hands around my shoulder for balance, I took her early hand and placed it on my soapy, put up tool. She took the hint and began jerking it as she started to snog and lick my ear. Soon a hot flow of piss hit my second joint and ran down past my stifle to my ankles, where it pooled with the shower piddle. It was an erotic feeling. She jerked my cock hard and degraded as she pissed, and I came quickly from the total freakishness of it all, coating her hand with my cum.

I thought about that vacation as I stepped over her. Once I was in position, I held my slimy cock in my right hand. This was not originally planned. I concentrated on letting loose.
A golden stream arced out and hit her boobs.

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

My piddle kept hitting her chest of drawers. I made sure to piss all over her bosom and nipples. The nipple chain wiggled, and droplets collected on it. I fully emptied my bowel. Jesse was completely silent as the close squirts splashed on her bureau and belly. I climbed off.

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

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

epilogue

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

Three workweek later, I arrived household to find a software on our room access step. I brought it inside, thinking that maybe it was some rule book I had previously ordered. I checked the shipping label :

Concept K 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 fucking ?

My curiosity got the best of me and I quickly went into the kitchen to grab a knife. I used it to cut open the packing tape recording, opened the cartonful and reached into the paper-wrap cushioning the contents. I felt a box, and grasped the edges to extract 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, complete with harness. Looks like Jesse was looking to get her revenge on me after all.

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