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It was another birthday about to have come and gone with little fanfare from either my wife or myself.
It didn't really bother me all that much; I mean, thirteen years of marriage plus two k**s tends to put a
damper on your personal life events. I figured it would be pretty much the same as the last few,
Melissa would give me a heartfelt card that I would appreciate followed by a hug and a kiss. k**s
would be wrangled into bed, then I would download a new PC game as my gift and spend the night
conquering the known universe.
After that I would do some porn site hopping; then head off to bed for
some “which position do you want me in?” birthday sex if it wasn't too late. Otherwise I would just
wank to a fantasy of her in positions I'd never been able to request before falling asleep. I love my
wife and I know she loves me but she has her limits in bed and I really didn't think, “Honey, would you
kindly fuck me in the ass with a strap-on?” would fall within those limits.
As I walked in the front door
the house was strangely quiet; on the table was a white envelope that said “Happy Birthday Honey.” I
opened it and read the card, smiled, and then noticed the white piece of paper still in the envelope. It
was a note telling me that the two k**s were at a sleepover for the night and she was hanging out with
a couple of her friends so I could have an evening of uninterrupted gaming. I appreciated the thought
but sex or no sex I would miss her tonight. Still, it would be nice to be alone in the house for a while;
so I went downstairs and fired up the PC to pick a game to download while I cleaned up.
I went
upstairs to turn on the shower and started thinking of Melissa as I stripped down. After getting in and
soaking myself I closed my eyes, leaned my head back, and envisioned her naked gleaming body in
the shower with me. Water splashing off her shoulders as the soap started trailing down between her
gorgeous round tits on its trek towards her navel; and finally the naked lips of her soaking pussy. I
started stroking my cock as my fantasy continued; my mind was alive with images of water bouncing
off her hips and running down her long legs before it puddled at her feet. I thought of licking her soft
nipples, kissing and sucking them as they began to harden and stand erect.
I imagined her reaching
down between my legs to start stroking and squeezing my cock then fondle my testicles briefly before
moving along my perineum towards my anus. My head started to spin as I thought of her playing
around the rim of my asshole with her finger and then suddenly reality shook me awake as I lost my
balance and almost fell face first into the tub. I definitely did not want to be the guy that broke his neck
in the shower while jacking off so I quickly finished up and got dressed. I went back downstairs to see
if my game was done downloading, which it was, so I settled in for the night. I don't know how many
hours had passed when I heard the front door open followed by Melissa calling my name. I said that I
was downstairs, even though I could already hear her footsteps coming down.
I smiled as she came
into the office, her blonde hair falling down around her lightly made up face as she pulled the band
releasing her pony tail. She was wearing a tight-fitting V neck shirt that accentuated her boobs
fantastically while snug fitting jeans wrapped around her long legs, waist and hips completing the
hourglass figure I loved to adore. She leaned over giving me a nice look at her cleavage as she
kissed me. “Did you have fun tonight by yourself?” she asked. “I did, thanks. What about you?” “Yeah,
I had a good time. We hung out at Amy's house most of the night. I had a little bit to drink and it was a
long day so I am going to just head upstairs and crash. You going to play for a while longer?”
Obviously sex was out of the question now so I just nodded and said, “Yeah, just for a bit, I am
getting kind of tired myself.”
We both knew that meant I was going to finish what I was doing and then
watch some porn. She just didn't know what kind of porn and never bothered to ask; she just figured
that was my thing and it wasn't a big deal to her. It might have been a somewhat different story if she
ever saw “Strapon Angels Banging Their Men.” She kissed me once more and said goodnight. I
watched her ass wag out the door before I sighed and went back to my game. A few more minutes
and a quicksave later, I closed it down and fired up my browser.
I checked out some pegging sites
and watched two of my favorite videos before I decided to call it a night. I was thinking that if I got
upstairs quickly enough I might be able to coax her into a hand job or something. It wouldn't take long
with my dick already hard from the porn surfing and, imagining her hands wrapped around it and my
balls, was only making me harder. As I entered the bedroom, the lights were off and only the
moonlight from the skylights gave me a vague outline of the room. I could see Melissa wrapped up
under the covers, eyes closed and fast asleep. I walked around to my side and stripped down naked
before I crawled under the covers with my back to her.
I never liked facing her while I jerked off, even
if she was asleep. There wasn't any real reason, it just felt weird. I closed my eyes and decided to
pick up my shower fantasy from where I left off. As I was delving back into that image I heard Melissa
stir and roll over like she tended to do at night. Brushing it off I was about to return to the fantasy
when I heard the click of what sounded like the top of a plastic lid being opened. I was about to roll
over to see what was going on when I heard her whisper “Don't roll over, stay there.” I did as she
asked but now I was wondering what was going on.
This was definitely not the typical way she
initiated sex so I was really at a loss for what was happening. “Lift your leg up,” was the next
command whispered in my ear and I complied although still at a loss about was she was up to. I
suddenly felt her wet hand reach between my legs and start caressing my balls, covering them in
what I realized was lube and quite a lot it seemed like. This wasn't unusual for her when she gave me
a hand job so I began to get excited by this nice surprise. She kept gently rubbing and squeezing
them as she slowly worked me into a mild frenzy.
I began to moan a little and I heard her snicker; I
could picture her face with this big evil grin that she would get when she knew I was starting to go out
of my mind. After a minute or two of this she started to caress just below my sack, gently working her
way down until she was rubbing her finger between my ass cheeks and gently pressing on my
puckered hole. “You like that, don't you?” she asked. “Yes, I do,” I replied. “Hold your breath, lover.” I
did as she asked but suddenly exhaled with a moan as she, without warning, plunged her finger in my
ass. I couldn't form words as the pleasure and shock washed over me in waves, causing my dick to
pulse and wag as it strained against itself to get even harder. “You like my finger in your ass?” she
asked almost coyly. “Yeeess, I love your finger in my ass.”
I couldn't believe the sensations that were
washing over me as she worked her finger inside, probing and pushing deeper and deeper. She kept
this up for a little bit and then suddenly she withdrew her finger from my hole and said, “ Don't move
and don't touch yourself. Put your hands up and grab the headboard.” I complied again to her wishes,
thoroughly exhilarated by her sudden forcefulness and commands. This was not the woman I knew
but I liked her a lot! I felt her body moving closer behind me and then the sound of a large squirt of
lube from a bottle. “I found your 'fantasies' folder on your computer. I know this is what you crave
when you think that I am asleep.” I almost squealed when I felt the tip of a what could only have been
a strapon start easing its way into my asshole.
“Yeah, some strapon girl cock, that's what you want
isn't it?” she said, her voice sounding almost devious. “Oh, yes please.” She started easing into me,
back and forth a little bit at a time as she gently played in the opening, teasing relentlessly what was
to come. The waves of new sensations washed over me in ever increasing intensity; excitement and
pleasure building and peaking in ways that I had never known as she entered deeper and deeper with
each motion. “That's it, feel my cock inside you.” I realized my moaning had become muffled as I was
burying my face in the pillow, my hands gripping the headboard threatening to break it apart. She
grasped my hip as with one final thrust she sent the last length of it in and I felt her hips on my ass.
She pushed me over with her body, forcing me onto my stomach.
I felt her chest pressed against my
back, thrilling me with agonizing desire as she picked herself up while drawing her knees up beside
my hips until she was sitting upright on top of me. “Say you want it. Say you want your mistress to
fuck you.” “Oh, please fuck me, mistress, I need you to fuck my ass.” Her hips began to move
rhythmically against my ass as she slowly began fucking me. “Say it again, tell me you're my little ass
slut!” “I am your ass slut! Fuck me hard mistress! Slow motions started to give way to quick, short
thrusts that punctuated my groaning desire. She leaned in closer to me as the short thrusts became
longer and harder and soon she was just pounding my ass, the slapping sound of naked skin
resonating off the walls.
“You're my slut, aren't you? My little ass whore?” “Yes mistress, I am your
slut, fuck me harder!” “You want it?” “Yes!” “Harder?!” “Yes, please fuck me harder!” Her arms were
now planted on either side of me to give herself better leverage as she slammed into me even harder.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I was completely consumed in a haze of lust. There was no
cognoscente thought, only a****l instinct and pleasure. I became aware of her own grunting and
moaning as she plowed into me, words barely escaping her lips, “Oh, fuck, yes, you are my little
bitch!” She reached underneath me and grabbed my cock and balls in one hand and squeezed them
with all she had as her pounding stopped buried deep inside me.
I felt the convulsions and heard the
high pitched labored breathes that signaled her orgasm, her soft breasts touching my back as she
bent down over me and bit my shoulder. A few short orgasmic thrusts later and I was beginning to
feel delirious from the grinding pleasure of her strapon mixed with the pressured pain of my nether
regions being used as a stress ball. “Cum...cum for me. Cum right now,” she panted in my ear as her
hips began grinding into my ass again. I began to shudder and convulse as she let go of my sack and
moved to the head of my shaft, squeezing and rubbing it.
A few moments later I felt the release that
sent a warm jet of semen into her palm and onto the sheets, her fingers still rubbing the head of my
cock as my body wracked with orgasm. Her desire and mine now spent, she collapsed on top of me.
My head was still swimming in bliss as I heard her say, “Happy birthday, darling. Now that we have
tried it, I don't think there is any going back.” Without even seeing her face, I could see that evil grin
going from ear to ear as she giggled again.
I realized I was grinning as well because going back was not an option, I was hooked.
It didn't really bother me all that much; I mean, thirteen years of marriage plus two k**s tends to put a
damper on your personal life events. I figured it would be pretty much the same as the last few,
Melissa would give me a heartfelt card that I would appreciate followed by a hug and a kiss. k**s
would be wrangled into bed, then I would download a new PC game as my gift and spend the night
conquering the known universe.
After that I would do some porn site hopping; then head off to bed for
some “which position do you want me in?” birthday sex if it wasn't too late. Otherwise I would just
wank to a fantasy of her in positions I'd never been able to request before falling asleep. I love my
wife and I know she loves me but she has her limits in bed and I really didn't think, “Honey, would you
kindly fuck me in the ass with a strap-on?” would fall within those limits.
As I walked in the front door
the house was strangely quiet; on the table was a white envelope that said “Happy Birthday Honey.” I
opened it and read the card, smiled, and then noticed the white piece of paper still in the envelope. It
was a note telling me that the two k**s were at a sleepover for the night and she was hanging out with
a couple of her friends so I could have an evening of uninterrupted gaming. I appreciated the thought
but sex or no sex I would miss her tonight. Still, it would be nice to be alone in the house for a while;
so I went downstairs and fired up the PC to pick a game to download while I cleaned up.
I went
upstairs to turn on the shower and started thinking of Melissa as I stripped down. After getting in and
soaking myself I closed my eyes, leaned my head back, and envisioned her naked gleaming body in
the shower with me. Water splashing off her shoulders as the soap started trailing down between her
gorgeous round tits on its trek towards her navel; and finally the naked lips of her soaking pussy. I
started stroking my cock as my fantasy continued; my mind was alive with images of water bouncing
off her hips and running down her long legs before it puddled at her feet. I thought of licking her soft
nipples, kissing and sucking them as they began to harden and stand erect.
I imagined her reaching
down between my legs to start stroking and squeezing my cock then fondle my testicles briefly before
moving along my perineum towards my anus. My head started to spin as I thought of her playing
around the rim of my asshole with her finger and then suddenly reality shook me awake as I lost my
balance and almost fell face first into the tub. I definitely did not want to be the guy that broke his neck
in the shower while jacking off so I quickly finished up and got dressed. I went back downstairs to see
if my game was done downloading, which it was, so I settled in for the night. I don't know how many
hours had passed when I heard the front door open followed by Melissa calling my name. I said that I
was downstairs, even though I could already hear her footsteps coming down.
I smiled as she came
into the office, her blonde hair falling down around her lightly made up face as she pulled the band
releasing her pony tail. She was wearing a tight-fitting V neck shirt that accentuated her boobs
fantastically while snug fitting jeans wrapped around her long legs, waist and hips completing the
hourglass figure I loved to adore. She leaned over giving me a nice look at her cleavage as she
kissed me. “Did you have fun tonight by yourself?” she asked. “I did, thanks. What about you?” “Yeah,
I had a good time. We hung out at Amy's house most of the night. I had a little bit to drink and it was a
long day so I am going to just head upstairs and crash. You going to play for a while longer?”
Obviously sex was out of the question now so I just nodded and said, “Yeah, just for a bit, I am
getting kind of tired myself.”
We both knew that meant I was going to finish what I was doing and then
watch some porn. She just didn't know what kind of porn and never bothered to ask; she just figured
that was my thing and it wasn't a big deal to her. It might have been a somewhat different story if she
ever saw “Strapon Angels Banging Their Men.” She kissed me once more and said goodnight. I
watched her ass wag out the door before I sighed and went back to my game. A few more minutes
and a quicksave later, I closed it down and fired up my browser.
I checked out some pegging sites
and watched two of my favorite videos before I decided to call it a night. I was thinking that if I got
upstairs quickly enough I might be able to coax her into a hand job or something. It wouldn't take long
with my dick already hard from the porn surfing and, imagining her hands wrapped around it and my
balls, was only making me harder. As I entered the bedroom, the lights were off and only the
moonlight from the skylights gave me a vague outline of the room. I could see Melissa wrapped up
under the covers, eyes closed and fast asleep. I walked around to my side and stripped down naked
before I crawled under the covers with my back to her.
I never liked facing her while I jerked off, even
if she was asleep. There wasn't any real reason, it just felt weird. I closed my eyes and decided to
pick up my shower fantasy from where I left off. As I was delving back into that image I heard Melissa
stir and roll over like she tended to do at night. Brushing it off I was about to return to the fantasy
when I heard the click of what sounded like the top of a plastic lid being opened. I was about to roll
over to see what was going on when I heard her whisper “Don't roll over, stay there.” I did as she
asked but now I was wondering what was going on.
This was definitely not the typical way she
initiated sex so I was really at a loss for what was happening. “Lift your leg up,” was the next
command whispered in my ear and I complied although still at a loss about was she was up to. I
suddenly felt her wet hand reach between my legs and start caressing my balls, covering them in
what I realized was lube and quite a lot it seemed like. This wasn't unusual for her when she gave me
a hand job so I began to get excited by this nice surprise. She kept gently rubbing and squeezing
them as she slowly worked me into a mild frenzy.
I began to moan a little and I heard her snicker; I
could picture her face with this big evil grin that she would get when she knew I was starting to go out
of my mind. After a minute or two of this she started to caress just below my sack, gently working her
way down until she was rubbing her finger between my ass cheeks and gently pressing on my
puckered hole. “You like that, don't you?” she asked. “Yes, I do,” I replied. “Hold your breath, lover.” I
did as she asked but suddenly exhaled with a moan as she, without warning, plunged her finger in my
ass. I couldn't form words as the pleasure and shock washed over me in waves, causing my dick to
pulse and wag as it strained against itself to get even harder. “You like my finger in your ass?” she
asked almost coyly. “Yeeess, I love your finger in my ass.”
I couldn't believe the sensations that were
washing over me as she worked her finger inside, probing and pushing deeper and deeper. She kept
this up for a little bit and then suddenly she withdrew her finger from my hole and said, “ Don't move
and don't touch yourself. Put your hands up and grab the headboard.” I complied again to her wishes,
thoroughly exhilarated by her sudden forcefulness and commands. This was not the woman I knew
but I liked her a lot! I felt her body moving closer behind me and then the sound of a large squirt of
lube from a bottle. “I found your 'fantasies' folder on your computer. I know this is what you crave
when you think that I am asleep.” I almost squealed when I felt the tip of a what could only have been
a strapon start easing its way into my asshole.
“Yeah, some strapon girl cock, that's what you want
isn't it?” she said, her voice sounding almost devious. “Oh, yes please.” She started easing into me,
back and forth a little bit at a time as she gently played in the opening, teasing relentlessly what was
to come. The waves of new sensations washed over me in ever increasing intensity; excitement and
pleasure building and peaking in ways that I had never known as she entered deeper and deeper with
each motion. “That's it, feel my cock inside you.” I realized my moaning had become muffled as I was
burying my face in the pillow, my hands gripping the headboard threatening to break it apart. She
grasped my hip as with one final thrust she sent the last length of it in and I felt her hips on my ass.
She pushed me over with her body, forcing me onto my stomach.
I felt her chest pressed against my
back, thrilling me with agonizing desire as she picked herself up while drawing her knees up beside
my hips until she was sitting upright on top of me. “Say you want it. Say you want your mistress to
fuck you.” “Oh, please fuck me, mistress, I need you to fuck my ass.” Her hips began to move
rhythmically against my ass as she slowly began fucking me. “Say it again, tell me you're my little ass
slut!” “I am your ass slut! Fuck me hard mistress! Slow motions started to give way to quick, short
thrusts that punctuated my groaning desire. She leaned in closer to me as the short thrusts became
longer and harder and soon she was just pounding my ass, the slapping sound of naked skin
resonating off the walls.
“You're my slut, aren't you? My little ass whore?” “Yes mistress, I am your
slut, fuck me harder!” “You want it?” “Yes!” “Harder?!” “Yes, please fuck me harder!” Her arms were
now planted on either side of me to give herself better leverage as she slammed into me even harder.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I was completely consumed in a haze of lust. There was no
cognoscente thought, only a****l instinct and pleasure. I became aware of her own grunting and
moaning as she plowed into me, words barely escaping her lips, “Oh, fuck, yes, you are my little
bitch!” She reached underneath me and grabbed my cock and balls in one hand and squeezed them
with all she had as her pounding stopped buried deep inside me.
I felt the convulsions and heard the
high pitched labored breathes that signaled her orgasm, her soft breasts touching my back as she
bent down over me and bit my shoulder. A few short orgasmic thrusts later and I was beginning to
feel delirious from the grinding pleasure of her strapon mixed with the pressured pain of my nether
regions being used as a stress ball. “Cum...cum for me. Cum right now,” she panted in my ear as her
hips began grinding into my ass again. I began to shudder and convulse as she let go of my sack and
moved to the head of my shaft, squeezing and rubbing it.
A few moments later I felt the release that
sent a warm jet of semen into her palm and onto the sheets, her fingers still rubbing the head of my
cock as my body wracked with orgasm. Her desire and mine now spent, she collapsed on top of me.
My head was still swimming in bliss as I heard her say, “Happy birthday, darling. Now that we have
tried it, I don't think there is any going back.” Without even seeing her face, I could see that evil grin
going from ear to ear as she giggled again.
I realized I was grinning as well because going back was not an option, I was hooked.
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