I satisfy a Brassica napus fantasy for my wife, while I satisfy some of my own. This is my first story on here. Constructive comments are always welcome.

Fulfilling Jesse's fantasy

My wife Jesse is a complete beauty. She 's 5'9, with blond fuzz and blue eye. She has a great physique that she maintains by jogging and yoga. Even though she 's 34 old age old, her d-cup boob don't sag- it's as if she was still eighteen. Her butt is tauten, with no manifest cellulite. Guys say I 'm a favourable man to stimulate her, but the truth is that our lovemaking was now quotidian, bordering on boring. It happened once a week on the weekend, usually in the missionary emplacement, where after orgasm we would pick up and fall right to sleep.

It 's a blueprint followed by many in the world. A very hard week at piece of work gets coupled with draw of pressure from crime syndicate and commitments, resulting in no timbre time for each other.

Sometimes we would go for month without sex. We were just so jade by the end of the day, weekends included, to do anything Thomas More that buss each early goodnight and crepuscule straight to sleep. peculiar hooey like puff jobs and eating pussy was infrequent, and was usually saved for birthday, foresightful weekends, and maybe Christmas.

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

It was a Friday night when I conceived my design. Jesse had some girlfriends over for some wine, and I excused myself and left to go hang with my brother and some supporter of my own. I did not want to mystify around and listen to a bunch of miss bitch and moan about their lives, which is usually what happened during these get-togethers.

I got back early, but instead of using the straw man door 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 girls were in the animation room. I opened the connecting door and was met with the sound of high pitched laughter coming from there. I saw respective empty wine-coloured bottles on the kitchen retort, and knew that many of the girls were well into their cups. I was a little sloshed, because it meant I would have to endure them for a while longer before they left but it quickly became apparent that they had n't heard me fall in.

'' Seriously, you played out a rape fantasy ? '' my wife 's friend Alyssa asked.

'' Yes, and it was indisputable 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 town on me ! ``

Samantha began giving details, and it was sounding like a pretty hot fib, but what was even hotter to me was the level of interest my wife seemed to have in it. Jesse asked most 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 have a lot of work to do. I quietly crept back out to the service department, and waited there for another hour as cerebration kept running through my pass. I wanted to detain and mind some more, but to be caught eavesdropping would bankrupt everything.

When I saw the first off of her friends leave via the presence doorway, I began making loud noises in the garage, to make it appear like I myself had just arrived abode. Jesse came out to greet 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 take a shower."

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

I went into the theatre and walked by the lav. I heard the shower, but it was n't on the normal rainfall setting. It was making a in high spirits pitched thrumming disturbance, which was the massage setting on the exhibitor head. I knew that Jesse only used that setting for one thing only- for masturbating. She thought I did n't have a go at it. On that setting, a concentrate pulsating stream of water was produced. It was meant to rub down run down heftiness but I am sure enough that the intention engineers had char on their squad. It made for a nifty clit massager and Jesse used it often, but never in front end of me. Samantha's story must take really gotten her going !

That night we made love, and Jesse was more up-and-coming than usual. Her kitty felt wetter, and she really humped back hard when we were in missionary. I knew then that I had to arrive at this fantasy a reality. Despite my best efforts, her newfound energy had me cuming way too soon. I pumped what felt like a Imperial gallon of cream deep into her uterus, and my peter kept throbbing for a long time. We fell into an exhausted yet satisfied sleep.

The next day was filled with errands and other mundane things, but I managed to hide away with a estimator tab to browse the internet. I began looking for props and toys that I could integrate into our fantasy.

I found a bully web site with adult plaything. They offered home delivery in discrete packages labeled `` concept jet Logistics '' instead of their real party public figure. It was sodding, and for a few hundred dollars I ordered what I needed.

The future step was to figure out a serious time to launch my `` assault ''. I figured one day right when she came home from employment would be perfect. I could grab her when she came inside the door. I was usually domicile from my job before her as I worked a lot closer to the house. That day I would leave work earlier than convention so I could have even more metre to prepare.
It was also important that I not leave score or bruises on her consistency. We both had simulacrum to keep up. So it was going to be rough but not too rough.

I settled on a date- a Fri two calendar week from now. It was a long weekend, with the Mon off and we had no architectural plan for those three solar day. This gave enough clock time for my edict to get and to make all the arrangements and apparatus I wanted to do. I would spend the side by side two hebdomad cleaning, constructing, and figuring out hiding post for the toys I had ordered.

When the toys did arrive I eagerly opened the corner. As promised, the box were discerning and labeled as `` Concept commons Logistics ”. Jesse, as common, wasn't home yet. I had enough time to open each package and inspect the goodness. As I did so, my cock grew clay thinking of the possibilities. It took a lot of willpower not to rub one out right there. I hid the wrapper materials deep in the recycle bin where no one would inconvenience oneself to look. The toy were put in my hidden emplacement, which was also a property where no one would look.

The hardest parting was to deny my married woman sex during those 2 workweek. Jesse seemed to desire it more than usual, so I had to feign tiredness. I felt like I was the only man on the major planet to deny sex, but this was crucial. I wanted her to be really hornlike when it happened, and I myself wanted it to be a big tone ending so I didn't even she-bop during this time. I would be getting some of my own fancy 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 delusion by complaining to Jesse about piece of work and how it was stressing me out. I even brought work home, something I rarely did, to prove to Jesse that I was overworked and justifiably tired. She bought it.

The Friday was long to get. I called her in the afternoon and told her I would be staying late in the government agency and would go far home after her. It was my end to think she would be coming home to an empty house.

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

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

'' No problem, love you. ``

'' Love you too ''. With that, I hung up the headphone, shut down my reckoner and headed out the office door. I got into my car and I struggled to keep up the f number limit point on the highway. I was so excited about getting rest home but I did n't want to ruin everything by getting a dirty speeding tag. I parked the car on a position street out of view from the house.

As I got inside my planetary house, I paused for a second. I had so much to do and so fiddling metre to prepare it all. butterfly were in my stomach. How would she react ? Would she go along with it ? Would she freak out and put me in the doghouse ? Would she laugh about this with her admirer ? I had thought through everything, but it was go-time and the epinephrine kick I was feeling was messing with the architectural plan and careful tone I had in my head.

I took a couple of cryptical breathing spell 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 office. The last matter I did was close all the windowpane blinds and swap off all the brightness level in the house.

Then I waited.

I was n't sure enough what time it was when I heard paint jingling in the lock. Jesse was about to enter the house. I stayed hidden in the hall closet. I wanted to earn sure she closed the front room access before I grabbed her. If she screamed, it would do us little honest if the neighbors heard it and called the cops.

Jesse made to consume off her shoe, and I saw her foresighted blond hairsbreadth drop and address her face as she bent down to unmake the shoulder strap. She straitened up, tossed her pocketbook on the livelihood room sofa and walked past my hiding post, all with her brain bent as she sorted through the mail held in her handwriting. I purposely left the mailbox full to add to the illusion that I was n't home.

When she was a few feet down the lobby headed slowly towards the chamber I left my spot. I crept up behind her, my bosom pounding in my breast. Here goes nothing.

'' Do n't scream cunt, or I 'll cut you '', I snarled as I grabbed her from seat in a hug around the berm with my leftfield arm while I brought my rightfulness up towards her neck. I held a muffle letter opener in that hired hand, too mute to do any literal damage but the metal was cold to the mite and could give a realistic effect. I pressed it lengthwise across the front of her neck. Jess gave an audible gasp and the letter of the alphabet fell from her hand. I spun her around and looked at her.
Relief washed over her boldness as she realized it was me.

'' diddly-squat, what the fu.. ? ``

'' Do n't verbalize gripe, 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 grinning disappeared and her side now showed some shock.

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

'Seriously Jack ? '' she smiled again. It looked like she was about to laugh. It was sentence to nibble 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 hair towards the couch where she had dumped her bag.

'' Get me your billfold ''. She reached into her purse, with my paw still grasping her blond locks.
'' H-here '' she said, much more meekly this time. That 's in effect, I thought.

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

'' That 's not adequate ! I 'm going to have to get something else from you in edict to make this worth my while ! ``

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

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

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

I opened the service department door and let go of her tomentum and I shoved her inside. She looked around with all-encompassing center. 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 years ago or the set-up I had done.
In the nitty-gritty of the room was a workout bench, an item that all garages seem to assume at some level in their macrocosm. I had modified this one though. Five foundation away from it two roofy dangled from the ceiling, one with a yoke of handcuff swinging from the end, the former tied into a running noose. I had made sure that the rope were sonant nylon, so they would n't grave the skin and leave marks.

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

'' She this stuff, adulteress ? I 'm going to use it all on you and the Thomas More you struggle, the more than it will smart. ``

She looked both shocked and excited.

'' squat, it 's a little- ''

nip ! 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 joy, to work this break-in worth it. Shut 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 rope. I pulled off her blouse and she tried to bat my hands away, to a greater extent for show and to get into the role-play than to actually halt me. I then pulled down her skirt and worked at removing her bra. When I was done, she stood before me wearing only her step-in. Her blond whisker fell about her shoulder. Her center sparkled. Her white meat, good D-cups, were topped by raise pink nipples. Her matt belly and firm legs showed that she took upkeep of herself. She was a true vision.

I positioned her below the ropes and grabbed her hands. I raised them up and attached the manacle to each carpus. I pulled on the rope and adjusted it for her height, so that her arms were stretched up above her head with piddling falloff. Next I took two ankle turnup from the tabular array and attached them to her ankle, and anchored them onto rivets I had drilled into the cement prior. Her ft were spread apart just past times articulatio humeri width. Finally from my pocket I pulled out a tomentum dance orchestra and I tied her haircloth up into a simple pony-tail. I wanted her face free and light up of any strands of tomentum 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 approachable to me. I made a display of slowly taking off my shirt and gasp, so I too stood almost naked before her. Her eyes went straight to my privates. My 8-inch cock was stiff, making a tent rod in my boxers, which I removed next. Naked now, I walked up to her, and stood so tight that my cockhead touched the peel of her belly. Again she shivered in expectation. Slowly I walked around her, always facing her organic structure and touching her with solely my cockhead. Her tegument felt hot, sending electrical pulses though my dick and into my torso. As I walked around her, I left a trail of pre-cum on her skin.

'' You made me unvoiced, you slut. You have to pay for that ''. Jesse was starting to breathe heavily. I reached down and ripped off her scanty. Jesse, restrained as she was, jumped as the fabric ripped away from her cutis. Her pussycat was shaved save for a blonde spot above her clit. Her lips were a late garden pink, and her clit was nestled in its hood. I always thought it was the sexiest sight in the earthly concern.

'' Fuck me ! '' she begged. smack !

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

She nodded her ascent. It was time to get the main display on the road. I was going to make her booster Samantha 's experience feel like a quaint field day in the park in equivalence to what I was going to do.

I went to the tabular array and grabbed a ridding crop lash. 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 hide it from her. I let the wait drag on for a full arcminute while she tried to wrestle against her restraints.

whang ! Jesse jumped and gave a shout as the craw connected with her flop posterior cheek.

Whack ! Another outcry as she felt the sting on her left impertinence this meter. I gave her four More whacks, two on each cheek in speedy succession. She cried out each time.

'' This wo n't do, you yell too much. ''. I went back to the tabular array and retrieved a irregular item- a rubber ball gag. I again went behind her and told her to give her oral fissure wide. She did and she was surprised when the gag went into her oral cavity. I attached it securely and moved around to her front again to look up to my handiwork.

Still, she was n't concluded in my judgment. I returned to my board. This future item I was sure would cause her discomfort, and would probably bring me heterosexual person to the doghouse on a normal occasion if I had tried to use them.

Nipple clamps.

They were silver in colouration, and looked like padded gator clips attached by a short chain of mountains. I approached Jesse, holding one end in each hand. Her buddy-buddy mammilla were protruding nicely. Her center went panoptic when she saw them. She liked to take her nipple sucked on during foreplay, but biting and pinching were strictly off boundary. I attached one end and she closed her centre in pain. I then attached the early end to the other nipple. These clamps had adjustable settings, so I had pre-set them to the low one. They weren't tight enough to cause a lot of irritation, but the tension was strong enough to keep open them in place. Jesse obviously did n't care it but they were going to stay on.

Next I grabbed a camera from the board. I do n't call back Jesse had originally noticed it and I took several shots of her trussed up like that : arm extended above her oral sex, forcing her boobs to be thrust out, with a humiliating clump gag in her mouthpiece and her stage splayed open. The nipple chain swung freely between her breasts. Her pussy sassing glistened when the flash went off, indicating that she was very wet. I could evidence by her center that she was pissed I had our television camera with me. She had never sent me nude sculpture pictures of herself. She was so timorous that the mental picture would be leaked out somehow.

I went bag behind her with the ridding crop again. I gave her a whang, lots harder this time. Jesse gave a softened yell. The mammilla chain swung through an even neat arc.
'' That 's punter. Much Sir Thomas More quiet. '' I continued to wallop her behind, and I did n't stop until she was Beta vulgaris red down there.

I went back to the table. I noticed a pair 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 sinew but is actually used Thomas More for what I was about to do to Jesse.

I stood in movement of her and set my fingers along her slit. Jesse was breathing very hard now. She was so wet. I wanted to fuck her right then and there, but I knew I would cum in just a few strokes. Besides, I had former plans for my first load of the night.

I placed the running noose over her head and onto her neck. The noose had hung there just above her head the whole fourth dimension. I had thought of this idea because a few times in the by when we fucked missionary, Jesse had grabbed my hired man and placed it around her neck. She liked being choked while we fucked. I had n't picked up on that until these terminal 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 feelings when I thrust into her.

I tightened the knot and adjusted the peak, so that Jesse felt a distinct constriction to her airline and stock circulation. I could not make it too tight or she would pass 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 lowest place setting. I pressed it softly to her clitoris. The reaction I got was intense. She moaned loudly through her gag and began to flicker. In less than a minute of arc, she was cuming, and cuming hard. Her knees gave out, and the noose tightened, causing her to become red in the human face. I helped straighten her up, and turned the massager onto a higher mount and repeating the process.

Soon the massage chief was completely slick with her juice, and some of it was trickling onto my script. I brought her to three more orgasms, each within a few moment of each former before I stopped. She swayed where she was, hardly seeming conscious, the nipple chain hanging down and hardly moving anymore. I got the noose off her before she really got hurt. I then untied her deal and feet. She nearly collapsed on top of me, but I was n't done yet.
Jesse looked at me, but made no movement to dispatch the ball gag or the nipple clamp. I reached behind her head and undo the gag, but left the clamps on.

'' Buddy Holly crap, that was amazing ... '' she whispered.

smacking ! `` 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 stifle on the mat and looked up expectantly at me.

'' Only sluts have climax like that. Are you a loose woman ? ''

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

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

With that I grabbed Jesse by her trot tail and forced my cock into her mouth. The touch was exquisite. Jesse bobbed her point up and down, but I soon stopped her social movement and took over by using the purchase I had with her pony tail. Her rima oris was hot and wet. She even began to squeeze my fellow member with her tongue, something she had never done before. I fucked her rima oris with short virgule at number one that gradually became deeper. Normally she could take about half of my peter without gagging. This metre she was sucking down a span inches Thomas More, which was most impressive to me. I wanted to go deeper, but I also did n't desire to risk ending the night with puke all over my crotch.

All too soon I felt my consistence tense and my cock throb. Jesse probably expected me to cum in her mouth, which was only a rarified occurrence for us since she did n't like it much, but I had other design. With 2 weeks'Charles Frederick Worth of cum in me coupled with heightened sexual tensity, I was going to release a big lading and I wanted it on her brass. She hated that even more than cum in her backtalk, and I had only done it once before. This one would be for my fantasy, not hers. I popped my putz 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 turn away. She could not get very far, as I was holding onto her tomentum too tightly. The starting time shot of cum sprang from my dick and hit her on the forehand, a long streak that reached her hairline. It felt amazing.
The 2nd shot caught her on her right check, almost hitting her eye. The next two shots hit her on the other baulk. She dared not cry out, for that might intend some landing in her mouth. The terminal flake I dribbled onto her tightly closed sassing and Chin. It was a lot of cum, and it covered her fount almost completely, thick and glistening. It must have felt hot on her skin.
'' I 'm going to get you back for this arse, hold me a towel ! ``

'' No fucking towel for you, bitch '' I said, as I forced her up by her hair. Some drops fell away from her face. One driblet hit her properly breast, coating the clipped mamilla nicely. I fully expected her to wipe her grimace with her bare hands, but she made no move to do so. I led her forcefully to the workout bench, and had her lie down on it on her back. Her cheeks were shining from my cum.

I tied her bridge player again, this clock time using rope, and attached them to the legs of the bench. I did the Same with her ankles. My peter was starting to get hard again and was already at a semi-erect state. I picked up the camera one to a greater extent time, and I snapped some pictures of her cum coated face.

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

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

I knelt down between her pinned branch and began to knead her cunt. She was still tender from her previous academic session. I began to puzzle out her thighs, and then I kissed all around her cumulus. She began squirming again. Her button began to bug out up from the exhaust hood, something that only happens when she is really horny. I gently flicked it with my lingua. She jumped against her restraints. I clamped down on the external sharpness with my lips, and started up fast short punch. Usually when I do this to her, she comes after about 10 minutes. This metre, she came, and came hard, within a minute. Her juice flowed freely and coated my mouth and chin.

Jesse was panting from the orgasm through the ball bag. I let her recover while I went back to the table and retrieved yet another toy along with a plastic bottleful. I showed the toy to her. It was a stub cud. It was by far not the biggest one they sold on the website I ordered from, but it was still impressive. It was hand bodge glass and it flared out into a good size. It would hurt going in, but it would be fine one it was in plaza. The feeding bottle contained hi-grade sex lube. I coated my fingers with some and I rubbed it all over her exposed anus.

Jesse started giving out moans of protest and she really started to wriggle against her alliance but I was n't going to stop. I gently inserted the tip of the fire hydrant after completely covering it with more lube. I knew this would hurt, so I was additional measured and took it slow down. Jesse and I rarely had anal retentive sex. It happened only when she was really drunk and horny, and today was going to be a rare delicacy 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 soak up strait into her ass without further pressing.

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

'' You fucking slut, wanting cock all the time ! '' I yelled out. `` expect at you with a stopple up your ass and cum all over your face, wanting Thomas More putz. Fucking sporting lady ! ``

She moaned again and my drive became more forceful. It was an erotic site : with each thrust, the teat chain jingled. Her sphincter muscle clenched and unclenched around the butt plug. Her pussy juice were flowing freely now, coating everything. The ball gag muffled her nicely and gave her a really helpless aspect. Her pussy was as hot as flack against my cock. I even felt the tooshie plug through the thin membrane that separates the vagina from the rectum.

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

Jesse never experiences an coming through vaginal penetration alone. She comes when her clit is stimulated, like from the showerhead, and from my spit putting direct atmospheric pressure. We had accepted this as normal for us. It was not uncommon for charwoman to betray to reach an sexual climax just from vaginal penetration.

This sexual climax was huge, and was unlike anything we had ever experienced. Her pussy clamped down involuntarily on my cock, and unclamped. This cognitive operation 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 cops would have shown up for sure ! This was all too much for me, and I unloaded another vast load deep in her pussy.

I pulled out, and my cum spewed forth from her snatch. It slid down her ass crack, and coated the floor of the butt plug. I grabbed the camera again and snapped away. This was a passel I wanted to remember forever. I finished with the television camera, and stood up to recover.

Jesse had her eyes closed and she was breathing heavily. swither was on both of us and my cum was starting to dry into a nice shininess on her typeface. I removed her ball gag.

'' Honey, that was incredible '' she gasped between cloggy breaths.

'' I 'm not done yet ''. I stroked my cock. It was slippery from her juice and my cum. There was one more than hole I wanted to cum in, and the sentiment of it was making me hard despite two massive coming already.

Once I was pixilated, 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 low-spirited, and Jesse read my thoughts.

'' Do n't you dare ! ``

'' Shut up, cum strumpet, and get ready to take it ''. With that, I forced the head of my turncock past her soaked sphincter. I plunged in a duo of inches further. On previous fucks of her ass I was only able to go in a couplet of inches before the hurting got too intense.

Tonight I was going to go balls deep. I went slacken at maiden, and I kept squirting lubricant onto my cock. Inch by inch I pushed, and Jesse, to her deferred payment, did not cry out. Finally the fundament of my hammer 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 snatch, but it was faster that what we normally achieved.

Once I got a good beat going, I turned on the massager and applied it again to her clit. I fucked her ass for a adept 10 minutes. Having cum twice already, this 3rd orgasm would take some doing. Jesse groaned softly the whole clip, 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 nipple chain. This caused her to wince in infliction, and this did it for me. I unloaded deep in her ass. I pulled out with a loud pop from her tired sphincter, completely drained. I had done all that I had wanted to do.

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

We had done this just once before except that time I was the recipient. We were in a hotel refuge enjoying a much needed vacation. 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 bath 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 pull up stakes leg after I stretched it outwards. With one of her hands around my shoulder for residue, I took her other hand and placed it on my soapy, set up rooster. She took the wind and began jerking it as she started to buss and puzzle out my ear. Soon a hot stream of piss hit my thigh and ran down past times my knee to my articulatio talocruralis, where it pooled with the cascade H2O. It was an erotic feeling. She jerked my tool unvoiced and fast as she pissed, and I came quickly from the total freakishness of it all, coating her hired man with my cum.

I thought about that vacation as I stepped over her. Once I was in position, I held my ugly peter in my justly hand. This was not originally planned. I concentrated on letting loose.
A favorable watercourse arced out and hit her boobs.

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

My piss kept hitting her dresser. I made sure to piddle all over her boobs and teat. The nipple chain of mountains wiggled, and droplets collected on it. I fully emptied my bowels. Jesse was completely silent as the last squirts splashed on her chest 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 hour ''. 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 explore each other 's body. She now referred to our garage as `` the dungeon ''. We were happy that we both had some of our fantasies fulfilled.

Three weeks later, I arrived home to find a package on our door step. I brought it inside, thinking that maybe it was some books I had previously ordered. I checked the shipping recording label :

concept greenness Logistics.

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

What the fuck ?

My curiosity got the better 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 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 pinko and 8 column inch long, nail with harness. Looks like Jesse was looking to get her revenge on me after all.

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