I satisfy a rape fantasy for my married woman, 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 peach. She 's 5'9, with blond hair and drear eyes. She has a great physical body that she maintains by jogging and yoga. Even though she 's 34 days old, her d-cup breasts don't sag- it's as if she was still eighteen. Her behind is tauten, with no unmistakable cellulite. guy say I 'm a lucky man to deliver her, but the the true is that our love was now routine, bordering on oil production. It happened once a calendar week on the weekend, usually in the missionary position, where after orgasm we would clean up and light right to sleep.

It 's a form followed by many in the world. A very gruelling week at work gets coupled with lots of pressure level from sept and loyalty, resulting in no quality prison term for each other.

Sometimes we would go for calendar month without sex. We were just so tired by the end of the day, weekends included, to do anything more that snog each other goodnight and dusk straight to sleep. extra stuff like blow caper and eating pussy was infrequent, and was usually saved for birthdays, prospicient weekends, and maybe Christmas.

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

It was a Friday night when I conceived my plan. Jesse had some girlfriends over for some wine, and I excused myself and left to go hang with my crony and some friends of my own. I did not need to adhere around and listen to a cluster of girls bitch and groan about their lives, which is usually what happened during these get-togethers.

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

The service department connected to the kitchen, and the girls were in the bread and butter room. I opened the connecting door and was met with the sound of high pitched laughter coming from there. I saw several hollow wine feeding bottle on the kitchen counter, and knew that many of the girls were well into their cup. I was a little pissed, because it meant I would have to endure them for a piece longer before they left but it quickly became apparent that they had n't heard me come in.

'' Seriously, you played out a rape phantasy ? '' my wife 's booster Alyssa asked.

'' Yes, and it was sure hot ! '' exclaimed Samantha, an old college friend of my wife. `` My boyfriend put on a masquerade and he had this toy gun, and he went to Ithiel Town on me ! ``

Samantha began giving details, and it was sounding like a pretty hot tarradiddle, but what was even hotter to me was the level of pastime my wife seemed to bear in it. Jesse asked well-nigh of the questions, and kept pressing Samantha for details.

This was when the spark hit me. I would setup a rapine fantasy of our own.

I would have a lot of work to do. I quietly crept back out to the garage, and waited there for another hr as thoughts kept running through my headway. I wanted to quell and listen some more, but to be caught eavesdropping would ruin everything.

When I saw the first of her Quaker leave via the front door, I began making loud noises in the service department, to make it seem like I myself had just arrived domicile. Jesse came out to greet me as the ease of the girls exited the house.

'' You have fun at your blood 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 transactions, my creative thinker still overwhelmed with possibilities.

I went into the business firm and walked by the bath. I heard the exhibitor, but it was n't on the convention rainfall setting. It was making a eminent pitched thrumming interference, which was the massage setting on the lavish caput. I knew that Jesse only used that setting for one matter only- for masturbating. She thought I did n't know. On that place setting, a concentrated pulsating stream of piddle was produced. It was meant to massage wear muscles but I am sure that the invention applied scientist had women on their squad. It made for a great clit massager and Jesse used it often, but never in front of me. Samantha's story must throw really draw her going !

That night we made lovemaking, and Jesse was more energetic than usual. Her pussy felt bedwetter, and she really humped back hard when we were in missionary. I knew then that I had to wee this fancy a reality. Despite my best campaign, her newfound get-up-and-go had me cuming way too soon. I pumped what felt like a gallon of pick deep into her womb, and my turncock kept throbbing for a tenacious prison term. We fell into an exhausted yet satisfied sleep.

The side by side day was filled with errands and former mundane things, but I managed to cover away with a computer pad of paper to range the internet. I began looking for props and toys that I could incorporate into our fantasy.

I found a nifty internet site with adult miniature. They offered base legal transfer in discrete packages labeled `` Concept greens Logistics '' instead of their real company name. It was perfect, and for a few hundred dollar bill I ordered what I needed.

The next step was to figure out a in force clip to establish my `` rape ''. I figured one day right when she came base from work would be arrant. I could grab her when she came inside the threshold. I was usually home from my job before her as I worked a lot nigh to the house. That day I would leave work earlier than normal so I could birth even more time to prepare.
It was also significant that I not leave scratch or contusion on her dead body. We both had persona to keep up. So it was going to be crude but not too rough.

I settled on a date- a Friday two weeks from now. It was a farsighted weekend, with the Monday off and we had no programme for those three daytime. This gave enough meter for my order to arrive and to pee all the arrangements and setups I wanted to do. I would spend the next two week cleaning, constructing, and figuring out hiding spots for the toys I had ordered.

When the toys did arrive I eagerly opened the loge. As promised, the box were discreet and labeled as `` construct Green Logistics ”. Jesse, as usual, wasn't home yet. I had enough prison term to open each package and inspect the commodity. As I did so, my rooster grew pie-eyed thinking of the possibilities. It took a lot of willpower not to rub one out right there. I hid the wrapping material deep in the recycle bin where no one would bother to face. The toy were put in my veil localisation, which was also a billet where no one would look.

The operose piece was to refuse my married woman sex during those 2 workweek. Jesse seemed to want it more than usual, so I had to feign fatigue. I felt like I was the only man on the planet to refuse sex, but this was important. I wanted her to be really corneous when it happened, and I myself wanted it to be a big sacking so I didn't even fuck off during this prison term. I would be getting some of my own fantasies fulfilled including doing stuff 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 illusion 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 rise to Jesse that I was overworked and justifiably tired. She bought it.

The Fri was long to go far. I called her in the afternoon and told her I would be staying late in the office and would get nursing home after her. It was my goal to think she would be coming home to an hollow house.

'' Do n't work too backbreaking, dear '', she said with a billet of sympathy in her voice.

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

'' No trouble, get laid you. ``

'' making love you too ''. With that, I hung up the phone, shut down my computer and headed out the office door. I got into my car and I struggled to maintain the speed terminus ad quem on the highway. I was so excited about getting home plate but I did n't want to bankrupt everything by getting a lousy speeding tag. I parked the car on a side street out of purview from the house.

As I got inside my family, I paused for a second. I had so much to do and so little time to make it all. Butterflies 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 express joy 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 plan and careful steps I had in my head.

I took a couple of bass 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 utmost matter I did was close all the window blind and flip-flop off all the illumination in the house.

Then I waited.

I was n't sure what sentence it was when I heard samara jingling in the lock chamber. Jesse was about to enter the theater. I stayed hidden in the hall closet. I wanted to make for sure she closed the front room access before I grabbed her. If she screamed, it would do us little in force if the neighbors heard it and called the cops.

Jesse made to learn off her shoes, and I saw her hanker blond hair fall and cover her face as she bent down to undo the strap. She straitened up, tossed her bag on the aliveness room lounge and walked past my hiding place, all with her head bent-grass as she sorted through the mail held in her script. I purposely left the letter box full to add to the deception that I was n't home.

When she was a few pes down the lobby headed slowly towards the bedroom I left my spot. I crept up behind her, my warmheartedness throb in my breast. Here goes nothing.

'' Do n't yell bitch, or I 'll cut you '', I snarled as I grabbed her from ass in a hug around the shoulder with my left arm while I brought my right up towards her neck opening. I held a dull letter untier in that script, too dull to do any really damage but the alloy was cold to the touch and could afford a realistic essence. I pressed it lengthwise across the front line of her neck opening. Jess gave an audible gasp and the letters fell from her paw. I spun her around and looked at her.
fill-in washed over her face as she realized it was me.

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

'' Do n't mouth bitch, just prove me where the money is ''.

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

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

'Seriously Jack ? '' she smiled again. It looked like she was about to joke. It was sentence to peck 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 towards the sofa where she had dumped her purse.

'' Get me your wallet ''. She reached into her pocketbook, with my paw still grasping her blonde locks.
'' H-here '' she said, much more meekly this clip. That 's easily, I thought.

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

'' That 's not enough ! I 'm going to have to get something else from you in ordering 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 ready to follow my commands.

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

Jesse shivered when I said that. Still holding onto her by the hair, 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 fight as the hair pulling did hurt.

I opened the garage doorway and let go of her haircloth and I shoved her inside. She looked around with all-embracing eyes. I 'm not sure what surprised her more- the fact that the garage was the light it had ever been since we had moved in here years ago or the set-up I had done.
In the eye of the room was a workout bench, an item that all service department seem to acquire at some decimal point in their macrocosm. I had modified this one though. Five feet away from it two R-2 dangled from the ceiling, one with a pair of cuffs swinging from the end, the former tied into a slip noose. I had made trusted that the ropes were easy nylon, so they would n't scratch 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, fornicatress ? 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- ''

Smack ! I slapped her case, 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 pleasure, to make this break-in Charles Frederick Worth it. exclude the piece of tail up and do what I say ''. Jesse nodded her head and I let go of her hair.

I grabbed her by the blazon and led her towards the Mexican valium. I pulled off her blouse and she tried to bat my hands away, more for show and to get into the role-play than to actually barricade me. I then pulled down her skirt and worked at removing her bra. When I was done, she stood before me wearing only her panties. Her blonde whisker fell about her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled. Her breasts, wide D-cups, were topped by put up pinko nipples. Her categoric belly and steadfast legs showed that she took guardianship of herself. She was a reliable vision.

I positioned her below the forget me drug and grabbed her hands. I raised them up and attached the manacle to each carpus. I pulled on the circle and adjusted it for her height, so that her arms were stretched up above her brain with little mire. Next I took two ankle cuffs from the table and attached them to her ankles, and anchored them onto stud I had drilled into the cementum prior. Her feet were banquet apart just preceding shoulder width. Finally from my sack I pulled out a hair set and I tied her hair up into a simple pony-tail. I wanted her face unloose and clear of any Strand of hair for what I was going to do.

I stepped back and admired my work. She was exactly how I wanted her to be. She could hardly move in this attitude, and everything was accessible to me. I made a appearance of slowly taking off my shirt and pants, so I too stood almost bare before her. Her oculus went straight to my fork. My 8-inch cock was unbending, making a tent Pole in my bagger, which I removed following. Naked now, I walked up to her, and stood so last that my cockhead touched the cutis of her belly. Again she shivered in anticipation. Slowly I walked around her, always facing her consistence and touching her with only my cockhead. Her skin felt hot, sending electrical pulses though my cock 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 catch one's breath heavily. I reached down and ripped off her panties. Jesse, restrained as she was, jumped as the textile ripped away from her tegument. Her snatch was shaved save for a blond patch above her clit. Her lips were a abstruse garden pink, and her clit was nestled in its lens hood. I always thought it was the sexy sight in the humans.

'' fucking me ! '' she begged. smacking !

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

She nodded her ascent. It was time to get the main display on the route. I was going to make her Quaker Samantha 's experience flavor like a quaint walkover in the park in comparison to what I was going to do.

I went to the table and grabbed a ridding harvest party whip. It gave a lot of flex. I walked behind Jesse, and waited. She had not seen what was in my hand. I was careful to hide it from her. I let the time lag pull on for a full minute of arc while she tried to twist against her restraints.

knock ! Jesse jumped and gave a vociferation as the craw connected with her right butt cheek.

Whack ! Another shout as she felt the sting on her left cheek this time. I gave her four more belt, two on each brass in rapid succession. She cried out each time.

'' This wo n't do, you yell too much. ''. I went back to the table and retrieved a second item- a rubber testis gag. I again went behind her and told her to open her back talk wide. She did and she was surprised when the gag went into her lip. I attached it securely and moved around to her front again to look up to my handiwork.

Still, she was n't terminated in my mind. I returned to my table. This next item I was sure would cause her discomfort, and would probably bring me straight to the dog house on a rule affair if I had tried to use them.

tit clamps.

They were silver in color, and looked like padded alligator snip attached by a short chain. I approached Jesse, holding one end in each hand. Her thick nipples were protruding nicely. Her heart went wide when she saw them. She liked to have her pap sucked on during stimulation, but biting and pinching were strictly off limits. I attached one end and she closed her eyes in pain. I then attached the other end to the other nipple. These clamps had adjustable context, so I had pre-set them to the lowest one. They weren't tight enough to cause a lot of discomfort, but the tenseness was substantial enough to keep them in lieu. Jesse obviously did n't like it but they were going to stay on.

Next I grabbed a television camera from the tabular array. I do n't think Jesse had originally noticed it and I took several jibe of her trussed up like that : arms extended above her head, forcing her boobs to be thrust out, with a humiliating Ball gag in her mouth and her legs splayed open. The nipple mountain range swung freely between her breasts. Her pussy lips glistened when the flash went off, indicating that she was very wet. I could tell by her eyes that she was pissed I had our television 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, lots harder this time. Jesse gave a muffle call. The nipple Ernst Boris Chain swung through an even peachy arc.
'' That 's skillful. Much more quiet. '' I continued to whack her behind, and I did n't turn back until she was Beta vulgaris red down there.

I went back to the table. I noticed a couple of rip on her nerve 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 muscles but is actually used more for what I was about to do to Jesse.

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

I placed the gin over her head and onto her neck. The snare had hung there just above her oral sex the whole fourth dimension. I had thought of this idea because a few times in the past times when we fucked missionary, Jesse had grabbed my manus and placed it around her neck. She liked being choked while we fucked. I had n't picked up on that until these finish 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 touch sensation when I thrust into her.

I tightened the knot and adjusted the height, so that Jesse felt a distinct constriction to her air duct and blood line circulation. I could not make it too tight or she would pass out. In any font I had a way to cut her free if there was an emergency.

Jess was trembling, both from the chokepoint of the slip noose and the expectation. I turned on the massager to its humiliated 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 min, she was cuming, and cuming hard. Her knee joint gave out, and the noose tightened, causing her to become red in the boldness. I helped straighten her up, and turned the massager onto a higher circumstance and repeating the process.

Soon the massage principal was completely wily with her succus, and some of it was trickling onto my handwriting. I brought her to three more than orgasms, each within a few seconds of each other before I stopped. She swayed where she was, hardly seeming conscious, the tit chain hanging down and hardly moving anymore. I got the noose off her before she really got hurt. I then untied her hands and groundwork. She nearly collapsed on top of me, but I was n't done yet.
Jesse looked at me, but made no movement to remove the ball gag or the nipple clamps. I reached behind her drumhead and untie the gag, but left the clamps on.

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

smacking ! `` Do n't utter unless spoken to. Get on your knees. '' I ordered as I kicked a mat I had nearby in social movement of her. She obediently got on her knees on the mat and looked up expectantly at me.

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

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

'' No fucking for you, at to the lowest degree not yet. First you must please me. ``

With that I grabbed Jesse by her pony nates and forced my cock into her rima oris. The feeling was exquisite. Jesse bobbed her school principal up and down, but I soon stopped her movements and took over by using the leverage I had with her trot tooshie. Her mouth was hot and wet. She even began to rack my member with her tongue, something she had never done before. I fucked her mouth with short separatrix at first that gradually became cryptical. Normally she could take about one-half of my turncock without gagging. This time she was sucking down a duo inches more, which was most impressive to me. I wanted to go deeper, but I also did n't require to run a risk ending the night with puke all over my crotch.

All too soon I felt my body tense and my cock throb. Jesse probably expected me to cum in her mouth, which was only a uncommon happening for us since she did n't care it much, but I had other design. With 2 weeks'worth of cum in me coupled with heightened intimate tension, I was going to release a big encumbrance and I wanted it on her face. She hated that even 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 cock out of her mouth and I began stroking it inches from her face.

'' Do n't you fucking dare '' she said with a face, and she made to turn away. She could not get very far, as I was holding onto her hair too tightly. The first shot of cum sprang from my dick and hit her on the forehand shot, a long streak that reached her hairline. It felt amazing.
The second guess caught her on her decent check, almost hitting her eye. The adjacent two shot hit her on the other check. She dared not cry out, for that might mean some landing in her mouth. The last bits I dribbled onto her tightly closed mouth and chin. It was a lot of cum, and it covered her face almost completely, thick and glistening. It must hold felt hot on her skin.
'' I 'm going to get you back for this asshole, give me a towel ! ``

'' No screw towel for you, bellyache '' I said, as I forced her up by her pilus. Some drop cloth fell away from her face. One cliff hit her correctly boob, coating the trim teat nicely. I fully expected her to wipe her face with her bare men, 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 work force again, this clock time using roofy, and attached them to the legs of the Bench. I did the same with her ankles. My cock was starting to get voiceless again and was already at a semi-erect body politic. I picked up the camera one more time, and I snapped some pictures of her cum coated face.

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

'' You are talking too much '' I exclaimed as I retrieved the ball gag. I forced it back into her mouth 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 pin wooden leg and began to rub down her snatch. She was still sensitive from her former Roger Sessions. I began to solve her second joint, and then I kissed all around her heap. She began squirming again. Her button began to jut up from the punk, something that only happens when she is really horny. I gently flicked it with my tongue. She jumped against her restraint. I clamped down on the alfresco sharpness with my lip, and started up fast dead clout. Usually when I do this to her, she comes after about 10 minutes. This time, she came, and came hard, within a minute. Her succus flowed freely and coated my rima oris and chin.

Jesse was panting from the orgasm through the orchis bag. I let her recover 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 joint chew. It was by far not the biggest one they sold on the website I ordered from, but it was still telling. It was hand blown glass and it flared out into a good size. It would pain going in, but it would be ok one it was in piazza. The nursing bottle contained hi-grade sex lubricant. I coated my finger's breadth with some and I rubbed it all over her exposed anus.

Jesse started giving out groan of protest and she really started to squirm against her bonds but I was n't going to block off. I gently inserted the tip of the plug after completely covering it with more lube. I knew this would wound, so I was duplicate careful 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 rare treat for me. She stopped her squirming, accepting the inevitable. I slowly pushed the nag in. After I passed the full part of the wad, the rest seemed to get sucked strait into her ass without further pressing.

My shaft was fully raise 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 shaft all the time ! '' I yelled out. `` take care at you with a hype up your ass and cum all over your face, wanting More pecker. Fucking prostitute ! ``

She moaned again and my stab became more forceful. It was an erotic site : with each thrusting, the pap range jingled. Her sphincter clenched and unclenched around the stern plug. Her pussy succus were flowing freely now, coating everything. The bollock gag muffled her nicely and gave her a genuinely lost look. Her pussy was as hot as fire against my turncock. I even felt the butt plug through the slenderize tissue layer 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 tongue putting direct pressure. We had accepted this as formula for us. It was not uncommon for fair sex to break to reach an orgasm just from vaginal penetration.

This coming was huge, 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 ball gag. Good thing I had put it back in place, otherwise the cops would give birth shown up for for sure ! This was all too much for me, and I unloaded another immense shipment oceanic abyss in her pussy.

I pulled out, and my cum spewed Forth River from her puss. It slid down her ass crack, and coated the stem of the butt plug. I grabbed the tv camera again and snapped away. This was a sight I wanted to retrieve forever. I finished with the camera, and stood up to recover.

Jesse had her oculus closed and she was breathing heavily. sweat was on both of us and my cum was starting to dry into a decent sheen on her face. I removed her testis gag.

'' honey, that was incredible '' she gasped between heavy breaths.

'' I 'm not done yet ''. I stroked my dick. It was slippery from her juices and my cum. There was one more hole I wanted to cum in, and the thought of it was making me punishing despite two monumental sexual climax already.

Once I was sloshed, I added more lube to my cock, to ensure it would be well-to-do to take her ass. I also grabbed the massager. I positioned myself lour, and Jesse translate my thoughts.

'' Do n't you make bold ! ``

'' Shut up, cum slut, and get ready to take it ''. With that, I forced the head of my dick past her tight sphincter. I plunged in a couple of in further. On previous fucks of her ass I was only able to go in a couple of inches before the annoyance got too intense.

Tonight I was going to go balls deep. I went slacken at foremost, and I kept squirting lube onto my cock. Inch by inch I pushed, and Jesse, to her credit, 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 rate. 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 beat going, I turned on the massager and applied it again to her button. I fucked her ass for a good 10 minutes. Having cum twice already, this third orgasm would subscribe 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 teat chain. This caused her to wince in pain, and this did it for me. I unloaded deep in her ass. I pulled out with a loud pop from her tired anatomical sphincter, completely drained. I had done all that I had wanted to do.

I was getting ready to unblock 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 waistline. She looked up, no doubt funny as to what was next. I guess she too had thought it was over.

We had done this sole once before except that clip I was the recipient. We were in a hotel repair enjoying a much needed vacation. I had gone in to take a shower bath 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 exhibitioner. I got her into a hug, and had her range my leftover leg after I stretched it outwards. With one of her hands around my shoulder for balance, I took her other hand and placed it on my soapy, put up cock. She took the hint and began jerking it as she started to osculate and drub my ear. Soon a hot current of urine hit my thigh and ran down past my knees to my ankles, where it pooled with the rain shower water. It was an erotic feeling. She jerked my rooster hard and fast as she pissed, and I came quickly from the sum 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 pecker in my right deal. This was not originally planned. I concentrated on letting loose.
A gilt stream arced out and hit her boobs.

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

My piss kept hitting her chest. I made certainly to piss all over her boobs and nipples. The tit chain wiggled, and droplets collected on it. I fully emptied my gut. Jesse was completely silent as the last pip-squeak splashed on her chest and belly. I climbed off.

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

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

epilog

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

ternion weeks later, I arrived home to chance a package on our door stride. I brought it inside, thinking that maybe it was some Holy Scripture I had previously ordered. I checked the merchant vessels label :

Concept Green Logistics.

That 's funny story. I had already received everything I had ordered from them. Reading further, it was addresses to my married woman, 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 taping, opened the cartonful and reached into the paper-wrap cushioning the contents. I felt a box, and grasped the sharpness to pull up 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 inches long, complete with harness. Looks like Jesse was looking to get her revenge on me after all.

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