Surprise, Surprise!

Surprise, Surprise! Surprise, Surprise!

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

My story of a night of love with a dildo.

Summary

My story of a night of love with a dildo.

Content

Submitted: March 19, 2015

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Content

Submitted: March 19, 2015

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I was feeling particularly horny this evening, and while he was in the shower I laid out some of the things I wanted him to wear for a night of love making. I selected a pair of cream lace French knickers with matching deep, six strap suspender belt along with a pair of tan stockings. From the depths of the drawer I retrieved a new toy. I had purchased a strap-on dildo a few days previously and was keen to try it out.

 

The phallus was thick, heavily veined and about eight inches long. It was so realistic and looked like a perfectly circumcised penis. I stepped into the straps and tightened them around my waist – the long phallus standing proudly from my dense mat of pubic hair.

 

I stood naked and regarded myself in the bedroom mirror; standing sideways with the phallus, sticking straight out from my pubes, my hand encircling the penis. The sight in the mirror excited me, and I could feel the sensation between my legs. Reaching down I could feel my wetness, my labia and clitoris swollen in anticipation.

 

I pulled on a pair of loose fitting black silk slacks and adjusting the cock to sit upright, producing a satisfying bulge in the front of my pants. Next, a shear white blouse, no bra underneath.  Selecting a pair of nipple clamps from our “toy box”, I took a last look in the mirror and I was ready for what was to come, then I headed downstairs to the living room.

 

I called out to him that I’d left some things on the bed for him and he was to come down when he was dressed. A few minutes later I heard him coming downstairs and he entered the living room where I was seated on our large couch. He wore only the stockings and suspenders, and the French knickers. I could see his erect cock tucked up into the suspender belt, which had a large wet stain as his pre cum dripped from his cock.

 

He stopped and regarded me, seated as I was with my legs apart. My blouse was unbuttoned, my nipples standing stiff in anticipation. I knew that he could see my nipples and areolas though the shear material. I stroked the bulge in my slacks and patted the seat beside me, inviting him to sit next to me. We kissed passionately, our tongues in each others’ mouth. He held my breast and sucked my engorged nipple into his mouth, I fondled his balls through the French knickers and I moved down his chest to suck and bite at his nipples.

 

I rose up from the couch and standing in front of him, asked him to unzip my slacks. As the zip came down the dildo sprang out. I saw his jaw drop and his eyes widen in surprise. I let the slacks fall to the floor and I stepped out of them removing my blouse as I did so. I picked up a bottle of baby oil and liberally lubricated to entire length of the dildo. I stroked the phallus in simulated masturbation, thrusting my hips forward as I did so. Next came the pair of nipple clamps and told him to attach them to himself. He adjusted them to give sufficient pain and pressure which would ensure his cock would stay firm and erect.

 

The dildo was standing out, glistening with lubricant. I pulled him up from the couch and knelt before him, pulling down his knickers. I eased his cock out from under the suspender belt and licked the pre cum from its throbbing end as I gently squeezed his hairless balls. His pubes were smoothly shaved (I had insisted on him keeping his pubes completely shaved for some years), and I stood up, both of us with cocks; we must have looked quite a sight; me, naked, the dildo poking out from my mass of black pubic hair; him in stockings and suspenders; cock standing proud and dripping.

 

I grasped him firmly by his erect cock and led him across the room to a well upholstered arm chair. I told him to bend over the arm of the chair and spread his legs, moving in behind him I teased his anus with my finger tips. I inserted one lubricated finger into him and heard him gasp with pleasure. A second finger went in, followed by a third. I worked my fingers around his rectum, stretching his anal sphincter so he would be able to accept the dildo more easily.

 

I felt him relax and as I withdrew my fingers, his anus open slightly. Moving closer to him I probed at him with the phallus and slowly pushed the tip of the dildo into his anus. Finally the bulbous end on the phallus entered him and I felt his anal sphincter close over the end. I could hear him panting, forcing himself to relax. Slowly I eased forward, and gradually the entire length of the dildo was fully into his rectum, its balls tight against his backside.

 

He gasped in ecstasy as I leaned forward, and tugging at the nipple clamps, began to rhythmically thrusting into him. I went on for several minutes, fucking him as he had done to me in the past. I felt his breathing grow more and more intense as the dildo stroked in and out. Eventually I pulled out of him, leaving him breathless and bent over the arm of the chair, his anus wide open.

 

He stood up, breathing heavily, and I had him lie on his back on the carpet with his legs up to his chest and open. His anus was now completely relaxed and gaping open. I knelt before him and reinserted the dildo into him. I slid its full length into him and he groaned with pleasure as I started thrusting while squeezing his balls and pulling at the nipple clamps.

 

His hand went to his cock and he started masturbating, I knew he was desperate for release, but I was not yet ready to let him cum. I moved his hand away and continued the thrusting in and out.

 

With one hand I felt for my clitoris, which was by now swollen and throbbing, and with the other hand encircled his cock. I was now masturbating us both and my orgasm, when it came, was intense and rippled through my whole body. By some miracle of self control he had managed to stop himself from climaxing, and I pulled out of him. Taking off the strap-on and lying on my back with my legs apart, I asked him to suck my clit; I was desperately in need of a second orgasm. His mouth fastened over my swollen clitoris and I begged him to suck harder.

 

My second climax came quickly and I lay back replete. I told him he was to cum and he masturbated while kneeling between my legs. His orgasm, when it came, produced a fountain of semen, spraying over my belly and tits. He had cum on me in the past, but I had never seen such a huge volume before.

 

Lying side by side in semi-exhaustion I could see on his face a look of pure enjoyment. I knew he was looking forward to a repeat performance in the very near future! 


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