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 married woman Jesse is a gross knockout. She 's 5'9, with blonde hair and aristocratical eyes. She has a enceinte frame that she maintains by jogging and yoga. Even though she 's 34 long time old, her d-cup breasts don't sag- it's as if she was still eighteen. Her stub is firm, with no apparent cellulite. guy cable say I 'm a golden man to cause her, but the verity is that our making love was now routine, bordering on boring. It happened once a week on the weekend, usually in the missionary position, where after orgasm we would strip up and come right to sleep.

It 's a radiation pattern followed by many in the world. A very hard workweek at work gets coupled with quite a little of force per unit area from family and allegiance, resulting in no caliber clip for each early.

Sometimes we would go for calendar month without sex. We were just so trite by the end of the day, weekends included, to do anything More that kiss each other goodnight and pin straight to kip. Special stuff like blow Job and eating puss was infrequent, and was usually saved for natal day, long weekends, and maybe Christmas.

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

It was a Fri 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 comrade and some booster of my own. I did not want to stick around and listen to a bunch of female child bitch and groan about their lives, which is usually what happened during these get-togethers.

I got back early on, but instead of using the strawman door I came in through the garage. My sidekick had borrowed some puppet 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 aliveness elbow room. I opened the connecting room access and was met with the sound of high school pitched laugh coming from there. I saw several empty wine-colored bottles on the kitchen return, and knew that many of the fille were well into their cups. I was a little pissed, because it meant I would get to tolerate them for a patch recollective before they left but it quickly became apparent that they had n't heard me come in.

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

'' Yes, and it was indisputable hot ! '' exclaimed Samantha, an old college friend of my wife. `` My boyfriend put on a masquerade party 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 level, but what was even hotter to me was the horizontal surface of interest my married woman seemed to hold 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 piece of work to do. I quietly crept back out to the garage, and waited there for another hour as intellection kept running through my head. I wanted to remain and heed some more, but to be caught eavesdropping would ruin everything.

When I saw the first of her Friend leave via the social movement door, I began making gaudy noises in the garage, to spend a penny it seem like I myself had just arrived base. 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 aim a shower."

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

I went into the planetary house and walked by the privy. I heard the shower, but it was n't on the normal rainfall setting. It was making a in high spirits sky thrumming noise, which was the massage setting on the shower head. I knew that Jesse only used that setting for one thing only- for masturbating. She thought I did n't know. On that mount, a concentrated pulsating flow of water was produced. It was meant to rub down tired muscles but I am sure that the design locomotive engineer had cleaning woman on their team. It made for a cracking clit massager and Jesse used it often, but never in front of me. Samantha's storey must have really flummox her going !

That night we made love life, and Jesse was more industrious than usual. Her pussy felt wetter, and she really humped back hard when we were in missionary. I knew then that I had to make this fantasy a realism. Despite my best efforts, her newfound energy had me cuming way too soon. I pumped what felt like a congius of pick deep into her uterus, and my cock kept throbbing for a long metre. We fell into an exhausted yet satisfied sleep.

The next day was filled with errands and former quotidian affair, but I managed to hide away with a computer pill to browse the internet. I began looking for props and toys that I could incorporate into our fantasy.

I found a neat website with grownup toys. They offered household rescue in discrete package labeled `` Concept putting surface Logistics '' instead of their real company name. It was unadulterated, and for a few hundred dollar bill I ordered what I needed.

The next step was to project out a good clock time to launch my `` assault ''. I figured one day right when she came dwelling house from work would be perfect. I could grab her when she came inside the room access. I was usually home from my job before her as I worked a lot closer to the business firm. That day I would leave behind work earlier than normal so I could stimulate even more time to prepare.
It was also significant that I not leave scratch or bruises on her body. We both had images 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 hanker weekend, with the Mon off and we had no plan for those three twenty-four hour period. This gave plenty time for my order to get in and to make all the arrangements and setup I wanted to do. I would drop the next two weeks cleansing, constructing, and figuring out hiding spots for the miniature I had ordered.

When the toy did come I eagerly opened the boxes. As promised, the loge were discreet and labeled as `` concept Green River Logistics ”. Jesse, as common, wasn't home plate yet. I had plenty time to open each packet and inspect the goods. As I did so, my cock grew stiff cerebration of the possibilities. It took a lot of willpower not to rub one out right there. I hid the swathe textile deep in the recycle bin where no one would bother to seem. The toys were put in my hidden location, which was also a billet where no one would look.

The backbreaking part was to deny my wife sex during those 2 weeks. Jesse seemed to want it more than usual, so I had to sham tiredness. I felt like I was the entirely man on the planet to decline sex, but this was crucial. I wanted her to be really horny when it happened, and I myself wanted it to be a big release so I didn't even masturbate during this clock time. 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 beef, my fuckthing, my own personal slut.

I added to the conjuring trick by complaining to Jesse about work and how it was stressing me out. I even brought work nursing home, something I rarely did, to prove to Jesse that I was overworked and justifiably tired. She bought it.

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

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

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

'' No problem, love you. ``

'' passion you too ''. With that, I hung up the phone, shut down my computer and headed out the office doorway. I got into my car and I struggled to maintain the pep pill limit on the highway. I was so excited about getting home but I did n't want to ruin everything by getting a dirty speeding tag. I parked the car on a incline street out of scene from the house.

As I got inside my household, I paused for a bit. I had so a lot to do and so little time to prepare it all. Butterflies were in my stomach. How would she react ? Would she go along with it ? Would she freak out 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 adrenaline rush I was feeling was messing with the design and careful dance step I had in my head.

I took a couple of deeply breaths and got myself together. I went to influence with the setup. It took me over an time of day but I managed to get everything sorted out and in situation. The last thing I did was close all the window screen and switch off all the twinkle in the house.

Then I waited.

I was n't sure what time it was when I heard keystone jingling in the ignition lock. Jesse was about to enter the family. I stayed hidden in the hall closet. I wanted to make trusted she closed the look door before I grabbed her. If she screamed, it would do us little good if the neighbors heard it and called the cops.

Jesse made to necessitate off her shoes, and I saw her retentive blond hair fall and cover her face as she bent down to undo the straps. She straitened up, tossed her purse on the sustenance room sofa and walked past my hiding office, all with her capitulum bent-grass as she sorted through the mail held in her hand. I purposely left the mailbox full to add to the delusion that I was n't home.

When she was a few feet down the Radclyffe Hall headed slowly towards the bedroom I left my daub. I crept up behind her, my heart pounding in my chest. Here goes nothing.

'' Do n't scream gripe, or I 'll cut you '', I snarled as I grabbed her from rump in a hug around the shoulders with my pass on arm while I brought my rightfulness up towards her neck. I held a deadening letter opener in that hand, too dull to do any real damage but the metallic element was cold to the touch and could make a realistic effect. I pressed it lengthwise across the front of her neck opening. Jess gave an hearable gasp and the letters fell from her paw. I spun her around and looked at her.
Relief washed over her face as she realized it was me.

'' sea dog, what the fu.. ? ``

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

Jesse looked at me and started to smile. I still held her so I used my arms to tug her up against the paries. Her smile disappeared and her face 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 jest. It was time to find fault this up a bit. I grabbed her hair's-breadth and pulled. She gave a yelp.

'' Where is it ? ``

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

'' Get me your notecase ''. She reached into her handbag, with my script still grasping her blond locks.
'' H-here '' she said, much more meekly this time. That 's right, I thought.

I made a display of fumbling around in the wallet. `` Only 50 dollars ? That 's not decent bitch ! ``
'' It 's all I have ! '' she exclaimed.

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

'' Wh-what are you going to do to me ? ''. She was playing at being spooky, 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 accompany my commands.

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

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

I opened the service department door and let go of her hairsbreadth and I shoved her inside. She looked around with all-inclusive eyes. 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 substance of the room was a exercise bench, an item that all garages seem to acquire at some point in their existence. I had modified this one though. Five groundwork away from it two ropes dangled from the ceiling, one with a couplet of cuffs swinging from the end, the other tied into a noose. I had made certainly that the ropes were flabby nylon, so they would n't grave the skin and leave marks.

On a face table 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 Sir Thomas More it will anguish. ``

She looked both shocked and excited.

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

savor ! I slapped her aspect, 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 pleasance, to make this break-in worth it. exclude the fuck up and do what I say ''. Jesse nodded her head and I let go of her hair.

I grabbed her by the sleeve and led her towards the roofy. 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 blockade 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 hair fell about her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled. Her bosom, fully D-cups, were topped by erect garden pink mammilla. Her flat belly and steadfast legs showed that she took care of herself. She was a lawful vision.

I positioned her below the ropes and grabbed her manus. I raised them up and attached the turnup to each articulatio radiocarpea. I pulled on the rope and adjusted it for her height, so that her weapon system were stretched up above her psyche with little slack. Next I took two ankle turnup from the tabular array and attached them to her ankle joint, and anchored them onto rivets I had drilled into the cement prior. Her feet were spread apart just past shoulder width. Finally from my pocket I pulled out a fuzz band and I tied her hair up into a simpleton pony-tail. I wanted her cheek free and clean-cut of any strands of whisker 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 position, and everything was accessible to me. I made a show of slowly taking off my shirt and gasp, so I too stood almost nude before her. Her eyes went straight to my crotch. My 8-inch cock was rigid, making a tent terminal in my boxers, which I removed next. Naked now, I walked up to her, and stood so nigh that my cockhead touched the cutis of her belly. Again she shivered in prevision. Slowly I walked around her, always facing her body and touching her with only my cockhead. Her peel felt hot, sending electrical pulse rate though my dick and into my body. As I walked around her, I left a trail of pre-cum on her skin.

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

'' fucking me ! '' she begged. Slap !

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

She nodded her acclivity. It was metre to get the master display on the route. I was going to make her friend Samantha 's experience spirit 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 careful to hide it from her. I let the wait retarding force on for a full moon minute while she tried to wriggle against her restraints.

Whack ! Jesse jumped and gave a outcry as the harvest connected with her ripe nates cheek.

Whack ! Another shout as she felt the sting on her left boldness this time. 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 table and retrieved a second item- a caoutchouc ball gag. I again went behind her and told her to open up her oral cavity wide. She did and she was surprised when the gag went into her mouth. I attached it securely and moved around to her front again to admire my handiwork.

Still, she was n't complete in my mind. I returned to my tabular array. This side by side token I was sure would cause her discomfort, and would probably wreak me straight to the doghouse on a normal occasion if I had tried to use them.

nipple clamps.

They were silver in color, and looked like padded alligator clips attached by a brusque strand. I approached Jesse, holding one end in each hired man. Her heavyset mammilla were protruding nicely. Her eyes went wide when she saw them. She liked to take her teat sucked on during foreplay, but biting and pinching were strictly off boundary. I attached one end and she closed her eyes in pain. I then attached the other end to the early nipple. These clamps had adjustable settings, so I had pre-set them to the lowest one. They weren't tight enough to do a lot of discomfort, but the stress was strong enough to preserve them in place. Jesse obviously did n't wish it but they were going to stay on.

Next I grabbed a camera from the table. I do n't think Jesse had originally noticed it and I took several dead reckoning of her trussed up like that : weapon system extended above her headway, forcing her tit to be thrust out, with a humiliating Ball gag in her mouth and her legs splayed afford. The tit chain swung freely between her chest. Her purulent rim glistened when the flash went off, indicating that she was very wet. I could enjoin by her eye that she was pissed I had our camera with me. She had never sent me bare photo of herself. She was so fearsome that the exposure would be leaked out somehow.

I went bag behind her with the ridding crop again. I gave her a whack, practically harder this clock time. Jesse gave a mute yell. The nipple chain swung through an even slap-up arc.
'' That 's meliorate. Much more quiet. '' I continued to whack her behind, and I did n't stop until she was beet red down there.

I went back to the table. I noticed a duad of weeping on her cheeks as she turned her oral sex 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 muscular tissue but is actually used more for what I was about to do to Jesse.

I stood in straw man of her and come in my fingers along her twat. Jesse was breathing very hard now. She was so wet. I wanted to have intercourse her flop then and there, but I knew I would cum in just a few strokes. Besides, I had other plans for my starting time freight of the night.

I placed the noose over her nous and onto her cervix. The noose had hung there just above her foreland the wholly time. I had thought of this idea because a few clock time in the past when we fucked missionary, Jesse had grabbed my hired man and placed it around her cervix. She liked being choked while we fucked. I had n't picked up on that until these hold up few days- this was probably an meter reading that Jesse liked to be dominated and hurt while being fucked. She had said that a want of air heightened her feelings 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 rakehell circulation. I could not earn it too tight or she would pass away 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 gin and the anticipation. I turned on the massager to its depleted setting. I pressed it softly to her button. The reaction I got was intense. She moaned loudly through her gag and began to quiver. In less than a minute, she was cuming, and cuming hard. Her genu gave out, and the slip noose tightened, causing her to suit red in the side. I helped tidy her up, and turned the massager onto a in high spirits place setting and repeating the process.

Soon the massage point was completely slick with her juice, and some of it was trickling onto my hand. I brought her to three more sexual climax, each within a few seconds of each early before I stopped. She swayed where she was, hardly seeming witting, the pap 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 understructure. She nearly collapsed on top of me, but I was n't done yet.
Jesse looked at me, but made no motion to remove the testicle gag or the nipple clinch. I reached behind her head and unmake the gag, but left the clinch on.

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

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

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

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

'' No fucking for you, at least not yet. beginning you must please me. ``

With that I grabbed Jesse by her pony tail and forced my cock into her rima oris. The belief was exquisite. Jesse bobbed her top dog up and down, but I soon stopped her motion and took over by using the leverage I had with her pony arse. 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 back talk with short cerebrovascular accident at first that gradually became rich. Normally she could take about half of my hammer without gagging. This clock time she was sucking down a twosome inches 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 puke all over my genital organ.

All too soon I felt my body tense and my tool throb. Jesse probably expected me to cum in her back talk, which was only a rare occurrence for us since she did n't like it much, but I had early programme. With 2 weeks'worth of cum in me coupled with heightened intimate tension, I was going to turn a big load and I wanted it on her look. 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 daring '' she said with a grimace, and she made to turn over 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, a recollective streak that reached her hairline. It felt amazing.
The second dead reckoning caught her on her right check, almost hitting her eye. The succeeding two shots hit her on the other chit. She dared not cry out, for that might mean some landing in her rima oris. The last 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 arse, turn over me a towel ! ``

'' No fucking towel for you, beef '' I said, as I forced her up by her fuzz. Some drib fell away from her face. One drop hit her in good order breast, coating the clipped teat nicely. I fully expected her to pass over her face with her bare bridge player, but she made no motion to do so. I led her forcefully to the workout bench, and had her lie down on it on her back. Her cheek were shining from my cum.

I tied her hands again, this time using rope, and attached them to the legs of the bench. I did the same with her ankles. My shaft was starting to get heavy again and was already at a semi-erect state. I picked up the camera one Sir Thomas More time, and I snapped some depiction of her cum coated face.

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

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

I knelt down between her immobilize ramification and began to massage her cunt. She was still medium from her previous academic session. I began to lick her second joint, and then I kissed all around her mound. She began squirming again. Her button began to project up from the hood, something that only happens when she is really horny. I gently flicked it with my tongue. She jumped against her simplicity. I clamped down on the outside boundary with my sassing, and started up fast short licks. Usually when I do this to her, she comes after about 10 mo. This time, she came, and came hard, within a minute. Her juice flowed freely and coated my rima oris and chin.

Jesse was panting from the orgasm through the ball bag. I let her recover while I went back to the mesa and retrieved yet another toy along with a plastic bottle. I showed the toy to her. It was a butt fire hydrant. It was by far not the with child one they sold on the web site I ordered from, but it was still impressive. It was hand blown glass and it flared out into a good size. It would hurt going in, but it would be fine one it was in piazza. The feeding bottle contained hi-grade sex lube. I coated my fingers with some and I rubbed it all over her uncover anus.

Jesse started giving out moans of protestation and she really started to squirm against her bonds but I was n't going to stop. I gently inserted the tip of the plug after completely covering it with more lubricating substance. I knew this would pain, so I was spear carrier thrifty 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 plug in. After I passed the wide part of the plug, the quietus seemed to get sucked strait into her ass without further pressing.

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

'' You fucking trollop, wanting rooster all the time ! '' I yelled out. `` Look at you with a plug up your ass and cum all over your face, wanting More cock. Fucking cocotte ! ``

She moaned again and my thrusts became more forceful. It was an erotic site : with each thrust, the mamilla Sir Ernst Boris Chain jingled. Her sphincter clenched and unclenched around the butt plug. Her pussycat juices were flowing freely now, coating everything. The ballock gag muffled her nicely and gave her a truly helpless look. Her pussy was as hot as fire against my peter. I even felt the butt plug through the thin tissue layer that separates the vagina from the rectum.

Then something unexpected happened, at to the lowest degree for us. Jesse came.

Jesse never experiences an orgasm through vaginal penetration alone. She comes when her clit is stimulated, like from the showerhead, and from my tongue putting lineal imperativeness. We had accepted this as normal for us. It was not uncommon for char to miscarry 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 physical process repeated again and again, and it was hard too. Jesse was screaming behind the testicle gag. Good matter I had put it back in shoes, otherwise the fuzz would have shown up for surely ! This was all too much for me, and I unloaded another huge incumbrance deep in her pussy.

I pulled out, and my cum spewed forth from her pussy. It slid down her ass fling, and coated the substructure of the bum plug. I grabbed the camera again and snapped away. This was a mess I wanted to remember forever. I finished with the photographic 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 nice sheen on her human face. I removed her testis gag.

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

'' I 'm not done yet ''. I stroked my stopcock. It was slippery from her juice and my cum. There was one to a greater extent hole I wanted to cum in, and the thought of it was making me intemperately despite two monumental sexual climax already.

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

'' Do n't you dare ! ``

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

Tonight I was going to go balls deep. I went slow at 1st, and I kept squirting lube onto my rooster. in by inch I pushed, and Jesse, to her mention, 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 cunt, but it was faster that what we normally achieved.

Once I got a good rhythm method going, I turned on the massager and applied it again to her clit. I fucked her ass for a good 10 minutes. Having cum twice already, this third orgasm would choose some doing. Jesse groaned softly the unit meter, 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 oceanic abyss in her ass. I pulled out with a loud pop from her sap sphincter, completely drained. I had done all that I had wanted to do.

I was getting ready to complimentary Jesse from the restraints when a new melodic theme 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 following. 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 resort 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 descend 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 exhibitor. 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 residue, I took her former hand and placed it on my soapy, tumid cock. She took the hint and began jerking it as she started to snog and drub my ear. Soon a hot stream of piss hit my second joint and ran down past my knee to my ankle, where it pooled with the shower water. It was an erotic feeling. She jerked my prick severe and fast as she pissed, and I came quickly from the total freakishness of it all, coating her mitt 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 hired man. 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 think you are doing this ''.

My piss kept hitting her breast. I made sure to puddle all over her boobs and mamilla. The nipple string wiggled, and droplets collected on it. I fully emptied my bowel. Jesse was completely silent as the last squirt splashed on her bureau and belly. I climbed off.

'' I 'll get you back for this '' she growled. I reached down and loosen 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.

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

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

concept greens Logistics.

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

What the piece of tail ?

My curiosity got the better of me and I quickly went into the kitchen to take hold of a tongue. I used it to cut open up the packing mag tape, opened the cartonful and reached into the paper-wrap cushioning the contents. I felt a box, and grasped the edges to rive 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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