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Hi guys, first post. Hope I’m not in the wrong place. I’m a pretty vanilla guy who had some spicier sex with my wife last night, and I felt inspired to share here. Sorry if it’s too long, I suck at being brief!
Yesterday, I’d been horny thinking about my wife all day. So you can imagine how pleased I was when I got home to see wifey cooking dinner in a pair of booty shorts she knows I can’t resist—short and slutty and tight, with just the bottom curve of her butt cheeks visible, and prone to showing a little camel when it rides up on her. In other words, she was looking for trouble, which only got me that much more excited.
After greeting her with a deep kiss, I sidled behind her, put my hands on her waist, and pressed my hips against her rear, stapling her to the countertop. I whispered in her ear, told her how badly I wanted to taste her, and promised I was going to take my time with her tonight.
After a delicious dinner, I took her to the bedroom. She was dripping wet the second I got her out of her panties—she must’ve been riled up all day, too. I made good on my promise and took my sweet time, slurping and sucking her folds, until she’d soaked the bed sheets beneath her.
This was a night where our stars had aligned; we were both really in the mood. Inspired, I reached for a toy she likes yet we never seem to find the right time to actually use—the swirly glass dildo. Still lapping at her folds and frenching her clit, I gently worked the dildo in, out, and around her.
Okay, so far so good: some hot and spirited foreplay, but nothing that out of the ordinary ... but what happened next is why I share this story. With the glass dildo still inside her, I slid higher up her body to kiss her and suck her nipples. My cock, swinging between her legs, rubbed against her mound. With our lips locked, she angled my cock against her slit, inviting me inside.
Did she really want me to try? Or was this just a tease? Remember ... she still had the glass dildo stuffed inside her. And we are pretty vanilla, all things considered.
Hell—certainly worth a try, I thought.
Slowly, cautiously, I leaned into her, sliding my throbbing cock alongside the top of the glass dildo and wedging myself into her tiny opening. With the tip of my cock beginning to tunnel into her entry, I half-expected a pained shriek at this point: “ow ow ow! too much!” ... but it didn't come. Encouraged, I backed out and eased in just a bit further. One inch, two inches, three—she stretched wider, making room for me, her normally-tight pussy now absolutely cramped. Her pleasured moans guided me deeper. Slowly, gently, I widened until her I’d buried all eight inches to the hilt inside her sopping wet cunt.
I started pumping her, faster, harder. Every thrust into her tight, sweltering pussy was glorious—she was tighter than I’d ever had her, and the textured glass rubbed against the sensitive underside of my shaft with every stroke. I staved off the inevitable for as long as I could, but after a few minutes of some hot, hard fucking, I pulled out and blasted a massive load up her tummy and tits. (The dildo came out and we went right into a longer and sweeter second round, though not nearly as noteworthy.)
Later, we laid side by side, basking in the after glow.
“That was amazing,” she said with a giggle. “I can’t believe you fit in there with the dildo inside me!”
“Me neither,” I panted, breathless.
And I can’t wait to do it again.
Yesterday, I’d been horny thinking about my wife all day. So you can imagine how pleased I was when I got home to see wifey cooking dinner in a pair of booty shorts she knows I can’t resist—short and slutty and tight, with just the bottom curve of her butt cheeks visible, and prone to showing a little camel when it rides up on her. In other words, she was looking for trouble, which only got me that much more excited.
After greeting her with a deep kiss, I sidled behind her, put my hands on her waist, and pressed my hips against her rear, stapling her to the countertop. I whispered in her ear, told her how badly I wanted to taste her, and promised I was going to take my time with her tonight.
After a delicious dinner, I took her to the bedroom. She was dripping wet the second I got her out of her panties—she must’ve been riled up all day, too. I made good on my promise and took my sweet time, slurping and sucking her folds, until she’d soaked the bed sheets beneath her.
This was a night where our stars had aligned; we were both really in the mood. Inspired, I reached for a toy she likes yet we never seem to find the right time to actually use—the swirly glass dildo. Still lapping at her folds and frenching her clit, I gently worked the dildo in, out, and around her.
Okay, so far so good: some hot and spirited foreplay, but nothing that out of the ordinary ... but what happened next is why I share this story. With the glass dildo still inside her, I slid higher up her body to kiss her and suck her nipples. My cock, swinging between her legs, rubbed against her mound. With our lips locked, she angled my cock against her slit, inviting me inside.
Did she really want me to try? Or was this just a tease? Remember ... she still had the glass dildo stuffed inside her. And we are pretty vanilla, all things considered.
Hell—certainly worth a try, I thought.
Slowly, cautiously, I leaned into her, sliding my throbbing cock alongside the top of the glass dildo and wedging myself into her tiny opening. With the tip of my cock beginning to tunnel into her entry, I half-expected a pained shriek at this point: “ow ow ow! too much!” ... but it didn't come. Encouraged, I backed out and eased in just a bit further. One inch, two inches, three—she stretched wider, making room for me, her normally-tight pussy now absolutely cramped. Her pleasured moans guided me deeper. Slowly, gently, I widened until her I’d buried all eight inches to the hilt inside her sopping wet cunt.
I started pumping her, faster, harder. Every thrust into her tight, sweltering pussy was glorious—she was tighter than I’d ever had her, and the textured glass rubbed against the sensitive underside of my shaft with every stroke. I staved off the inevitable for as long as I could, but after a few minutes of some hot, hard fucking, I pulled out and blasted a massive load up her tummy and tits. (The dildo came out and we went right into a longer and sweeter second round, though not nearly as noteworthy.)
Later, we laid side by side, basking in the after glow.
“That was amazing,” she said with a giggle. “I can’t believe you fit in there with the dildo inside me!”
“Me neither,” I panted, breathless.
And I can’t wait to do it again.