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Spicing Up Our Sexlife With Unexpected Results Pi1 free porn video
Unintended? Well to start at first, but along the way there were points when the changes that occurred were fully embraced with a wicked smile or full on grin.
I am a healthy man with healthy urges that I just thought were going unfulfilled. When I began we had been married for twenty years and we had lost that spark that we once had. Sex had become boring and not all that exciting, so I began by shaving my balls and trimming my pubic hair a little shorter than usual. I began working out a little and also began walking around in the nude. It didn’t take my wife long to notice the change, and it wasn’t just my workouts.
At one point she asked, “are you using my razor in the shower?” I nodded and smiled. “On your balls?” I nodded again. “That’s gross, I shave my legs and my privates with it. The last thing I want to get is man-schmutz on me.”
I immediately went limp. “I just wanted to keep everything nice and trimmed for you,” I replied. She just shook her head and went on to get dressed for her day in the same white shirt/black lawyer’s suit that she wore every day.
Okay, if that’s how she’s going to be I have to go further I thought to myself. The next day I went to this little sex shop and picked up an adjustable cock-ring that could be tightened with the excess hanging out like a pair of bouncing antennae. They also acted like a clit tickler, or so the sales person told me, but it was the look I was really going for.
I continued working out and walking around the house in the nude or with my pants slung low to show off my ever shrinking patch of pubic hair. I could tell she was beginning to take notice. Her eyes kept drifting downward when we spoke which lifted my sprits to no end.
Then one evening I got into my post-workout shower and decided to put on my cock-ring. I slid it around my cock and pulled the two rubber tight. There they were dangling out over my cock like a pair of antennas, bouncing to every step. With every step I watched as her gaze dropped down to watch me walk. Her hand went immediately to her mouth as she sat back on our bed. .
“Oh my god, what is that?”
I felt as if my plan had gone seriously wrong.
“Just something I picked up at a shop. I thought it would spice up our sex life.”
“Is that what this has been all about? Spicing up our sex life?”
I nodded.
“Is that what you want? A spicier sex life?”
I shrugged and nodded.
She got this look in her eyes, spread her feet beneath her work skirt and crossed her arms in front of her. “Well, if spice is what you want, then let’s give you a little taste of ‘spice.” She even made the little bunny ear quotation marks around the word “Spice”.
I was both aroused and a little nervous by her response. She sat back on our bed with a growing smile on her face. “I've been wondering about the difference in you. But it all makes sense now.” She paused for a beat before calling me with her finger as she hiked her dress up a bit. “Why don’t you help me out of this office gear, my shoes are killing me. ”
I stood there, apparently not jumping fast enough. "Well, come on puppy, you asked for this. Don't just stand there, let's move it." I stood in front of her with my cock ring suddenly feeling like it may have been a bad idea. "Come on, you're the one who shaved his scrotum with my razor. You're the one who trimmed your public hair short. You're the one who put a ring on your penis and paraded it around like I'd never seen one." I continued to undo the buttons on her blouse as her hand lightly touched my cock. "You and I are going to have some fun with this. Well, at least I am," she finished as the last button opened.
Her blouse swung free exposing her ample breasts contained inside her lace bra. Her nipples were erect and pointing upwards. She turned around and bent slightly forward, "The zipper, puppy." I nervously unzipped it and watched as her skirt dropped to the floor. 'Now pick it up and undo the straps on my heels so I can get more comfortable.” Her tone had changed. These were no longer questions or requests but bitchy demands.
I bent down to help her step out of her skirt and to move it away, then placed my cheek to her calf as I undid the strap to her heels. She stepped out of her shoes and over the lump of cloth that was her skirt. As she stepped past me she gave my ass a swat. I was excited by where this was going. Had I only known where it would lead…
After a moment in the closet she came back out and stood in front of me, “My stockings, remove them. And be careful, I don’t want to see any runs in them. Are we clear?”
“Clear,” I replied, still on my hands and knees.
"And when you put my things away, I want you to reach into my panty drawer and find a pair of appropriate panties for you to put on."
When I returned I was wearing one of her cotton bikini panties with little blue bows at both hips. When I walked back she smirked. "Cute, very cute. But I think they would take our sex life back to the humdrum rut you wanted to break out of. Find something hotter, sexier, smaller."
This time I returned with my only option. They barely contained my balls let alone my penis. She saw what I had on and laughed. My balls were squeezed out of either side and my dick was strapped onto my belly with the tiny waistband.
"Oh, we are so going to have to go shopping for you. Perhaps a collar and a leash for my puppy, and some proper panties. Hmmmm, perhaps a thong?"
I could ee she was excited by the touch of moisture on her pussy and how her labia was beginning to unfold for me.
"Come over here puppy. I want you to kneel down and meet pussy - up close and personal."
So down I went to my knees as she reached up and grabbed the back of my head. "Oh, we are definitely going to need a leash for you." Those were the last words I heard clearly as she pushed my head into her by now wet twat.
I started to lick like I had never licked before, spelling the entire alphabet with my tongue and spending what seemed like hours on her clit. i could feel her ass grinding to the mattress, then pushing back into my mouth, sopping my lips and chin with her juices. I kept it up, even when she raised her ass up off the bed and pushed my head down until my tongue was rimming her. I was hard as a rock as I tasted that little puckering anus she used to guard so ferociously.
She was moaning as my tongue stabbed furiously into her anus. Her pussy was flowing now and I could taste her cum as it dribbled down onto her ass. I was in heaven, thinking "yes, now this is what I wanted."
When she tired of it, and me, she pushed me back onto the floor without a word before climbing onto my face and riding it like there was no tomorrow. She leaned back arching her back to position her ass on my tongue once again, and once again I went to town. At one point she had to rest, sitting on my stomach, placing one hand on my neck and slapping my face hard.
I could feel the burn of that slap, as she reached down to her pussy, plunging two fingers into it, then plunging those same two fingers into my mouth. I wanted them in there but couldn't move my tongue out of the way fast enough. It was jammed in the back of my throat as she began to fuck my face with her fingers.
"There you go puppy. You'd better get used to having long things pushed into your mouth, and you'd better learn to love it when they do." Then she slapped me again before getting off my stomach to squat over my cock. Pulling her pussy open she held her lips so that she could glide right down on my hardened shaft. As she began to fuck me, she started to give me what sounded like a shopping list.
"You'd better be committing these to memory because if you forget something, it'll be your ass that pays for it. I need you to get yourself a leather collar and a leash. Find yourself a few pair of panties because I'll be damned if I let you stretch mine out again. And start looking for a pair of high heels to wear - you may need to find a crossdresser's store if you don't want the heel to snap. Oh yes, a short skirt and some stockings to show off those smooth shaved legs of yours." I could hear her wimper at the thought of what she had in mind.
"Lube, you will need plenty of lube, and you may even want to prep yourself with a butt plug or two. And why not get some lipstick, bright red lipstick for when we have people over for a cocktail party. God, I love that word." She leered at me as she raised herself up to the tip of my cock, before plunging back down on it, to the hilt.
"It's something you'd better get used to, because you'll be getting acquainted with both cocks and tails very soon." When I didn't respond to her, she slapped my face again, "What, isn't this what you had in mind, puppy?"
With that she reached her hand back to her own ass, down my cock, squeezing my balls almost to the point of pain, before sliding her hand down to my ass and lightly massaging her way in. I groaned as she did.
I let out a moan that seemed to emanate from somewhere deep within me.
"It is. Oh Lord it is. Just not in the way I had quite envisioned it." She laughed, "just remember, this is what you wanted. No matter what I tell you to do, you wanted to do it."
I am a healthy man with healthy urges that I just thought were going unfulfilled. When I began we had been married for twenty years and we had lost that spark that we once had. Sex had become boring and not all that exciting, so I began by shaving my balls and trimming my pubic hair a little shorter than usual. I began working out a little and also began walking around in the nude. It didn’t take my wife long to notice the change, and it wasn’t just my workouts.
At one point she asked, “are you using my razor in the shower?” I nodded and smiled. “On your balls?” I nodded again. “That’s gross, I shave my legs and my privates with it. The last thing I want to get is man-schmutz on me.”
I immediately went limp. “I just wanted to keep everything nice and trimmed for you,” I replied. She just shook her head and went on to get dressed for her day in the same white shirt/black lawyer’s suit that she wore every day.
Okay, if that’s how she’s going to be I have to go further I thought to myself. The next day I went to this little sex shop and picked up an adjustable cock-ring that could be tightened with the excess hanging out like a pair of bouncing antennae. They also acted like a clit tickler, or so the sales person told me, but it was the look I was really going for.
I continued working out and walking around the house in the nude or with my pants slung low to show off my ever shrinking patch of pubic hair. I could tell she was beginning to take notice. Her eyes kept drifting downward when we spoke which lifted my sprits to no end.
Then one evening I got into my post-workout shower and decided to put on my cock-ring. I slid it around my cock and pulled the two rubber tight. There they were dangling out over my cock like a pair of antennas, bouncing to every step. With every step I watched as her gaze dropped down to watch me walk. Her hand went immediately to her mouth as she sat back on our bed. .
“Oh my god, what is that?”
I felt as if my plan had gone seriously wrong.
“Just something I picked up at a shop. I thought it would spice up our sex life.”
“Is that what this has been all about? Spicing up our sex life?”
I nodded.
“Is that what you want? A spicier sex life?”
I shrugged and nodded.
She got this look in her eyes, spread her feet beneath her work skirt and crossed her arms in front of her. “Well, if spice is what you want, then let’s give you a little taste of ‘spice.” She even made the little bunny ear quotation marks around the word “Spice”.
I was both aroused and a little nervous by her response. She sat back on our bed with a growing smile on her face. “I've been wondering about the difference in you. But it all makes sense now.” She paused for a beat before calling me with her finger as she hiked her dress up a bit. “Why don’t you help me out of this office gear, my shoes are killing me. ”
I stood there, apparently not jumping fast enough. "Well, come on puppy, you asked for this. Don't just stand there, let's move it." I stood in front of her with my cock ring suddenly feeling like it may have been a bad idea. "Come on, you're the one who shaved his scrotum with my razor. You're the one who trimmed your public hair short. You're the one who put a ring on your penis and paraded it around like I'd never seen one." I continued to undo the buttons on her blouse as her hand lightly touched my cock. "You and I are going to have some fun with this. Well, at least I am," she finished as the last button opened.
Her blouse swung free exposing her ample breasts contained inside her lace bra. Her nipples were erect and pointing upwards. She turned around and bent slightly forward, "The zipper, puppy." I nervously unzipped it and watched as her skirt dropped to the floor. 'Now pick it up and undo the straps on my heels so I can get more comfortable.” Her tone had changed. These were no longer questions or requests but bitchy demands.
I bent down to help her step out of her skirt and to move it away, then placed my cheek to her calf as I undid the strap to her heels. She stepped out of her shoes and over the lump of cloth that was her skirt. As she stepped past me she gave my ass a swat. I was excited by where this was going. Had I only known where it would lead…
After a moment in the closet she came back out and stood in front of me, “My stockings, remove them. And be careful, I don’t want to see any runs in them. Are we clear?”
“Clear,” I replied, still on my hands and knees.
"And when you put my things away, I want you to reach into my panty drawer and find a pair of appropriate panties for you to put on."
When I returned I was wearing one of her cotton bikini panties with little blue bows at both hips. When I walked back she smirked. "Cute, very cute. But I think they would take our sex life back to the humdrum rut you wanted to break out of. Find something hotter, sexier, smaller."
This time I returned with my only option. They barely contained my balls let alone my penis. She saw what I had on and laughed. My balls were squeezed out of either side and my dick was strapped onto my belly with the tiny waistband.
"Oh, we are so going to have to go shopping for you. Perhaps a collar and a leash for my puppy, and some proper panties. Hmmmm, perhaps a thong?"
I could ee she was excited by the touch of moisture on her pussy and how her labia was beginning to unfold for me.
"Come over here puppy. I want you to kneel down and meet pussy - up close and personal."
So down I went to my knees as she reached up and grabbed the back of my head. "Oh, we are definitely going to need a leash for you." Those were the last words I heard clearly as she pushed my head into her by now wet twat.
I started to lick like I had never licked before, spelling the entire alphabet with my tongue and spending what seemed like hours on her clit. i could feel her ass grinding to the mattress, then pushing back into my mouth, sopping my lips and chin with her juices. I kept it up, even when she raised her ass up off the bed and pushed my head down until my tongue was rimming her. I was hard as a rock as I tasted that little puckering anus she used to guard so ferociously.
She was moaning as my tongue stabbed furiously into her anus. Her pussy was flowing now and I could taste her cum as it dribbled down onto her ass. I was in heaven, thinking "yes, now this is what I wanted."
When she tired of it, and me, she pushed me back onto the floor without a word before climbing onto my face and riding it like there was no tomorrow. She leaned back arching her back to position her ass on my tongue once again, and once again I went to town. At one point she had to rest, sitting on my stomach, placing one hand on my neck and slapping my face hard.
I could feel the burn of that slap, as she reached down to her pussy, plunging two fingers into it, then plunging those same two fingers into my mouth. I wanted them in there but couldn't move my tongue out of the way fast enough. It was jammed in the back of my throat as she began to fuck my face with her fingers.
"There you go puppy. You'd better get used to having long things pushed into your mouth, and you'd better learn to love it when they do." Then she slapped me again before getting off my stomach to squat over my cock. Pulling her pussy open she held her lips so that she could glide right down on my hardened shaft. As she began to fuck me, she started to give me what sounded like a shopping list.
"You'd better be committing these to memory because if you forget something, it'll be your ass that pays for it. I need you to get yourself a leather collar and a leash. Find yourself a few pair of panties because I'll be damned if I let you stretch mine out again. And start looking for a pair of high heels to wear - you may need to find a crossdresser's store if you don't want the heel to snap. Oh yes, a short skirt and some stockings to show off those smooth shaved legs of yours." I could hear her wimper at the thought of what she had in mind.
"Lube, you will need plenty of lube, and you may even want to prep yourself with a butt plug or two. And why not get some lipstick, bright red lipstick for when we have people over for a cocktail party. God, I love that word." She leered at me as she raised herself up to the tip of my cock, before plunging back down on it, to the hilt.
"It's something you'd better get used to, because you'll be getting acquainted with both cocks and tails very soon." When I didn't respond to her, she slapped my face again, "What, isn't this what you had in mind, puppy?"
With that she reached her hand back to her own ass, down my cock, squeezing my balls almost to the point of pain, before sliding her hand down to my ass and lightly massaging her way in. I groaned as she did.
I let out a moan that seemed to emanate from somewhere deep within me.
"It is. Oh Lord it is. Just not in the way I had quite envisioned it." She laughed, "just remember, this is what you wanted. No matter what I tell you to do, you wanted to do it."
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