Are you all right?
OK, just wondered about that sound there. Anyway, the thing was, I got totally, totally, into handling her ass, which was not cool, she tells me, because our agreement was variety. And I’m like, fine, I like variety, but I just have to have more of your butt. And then it occurs to me. There’s this one thing that we haven’t tried.
Yeah, the other thing. Anal. I get, I gotta be honest with you, totally worked up at the idea. I’ve never done it before; she’s never done it before. She’s a little uncertain. But we’ve got lots of lube on hand, and I say, hey, it’s variety, and she’s like, OK, and I get her up in the swing and start playing with her tits, just to get her really ready again, until she’s starting to moan again, and then she turns to me and says, with this incredible look on her face, you know, I get to do you next.
I’m so involved in her tits I totally miss this. All I want to do is suck at them some more before I move on, but then she raps me a bit with her fist and says, hey, did you hear me? And I look up at that, keeping one hand on one nipple, and say, what? And she repeats it. I get to do you next.
Now, I gotta tell you. I’m feeling really uneasy with the concept, variety or no variety. I mean, yeah, I’ve heard about guys doing this with their wives – but you, in the sense of jokes and stuff. And well, I never thought Janice had that sort of kink. But she looks as me as she’s dangling there, in her little red silk teddy, and she – I swear – wiggles her butt at me. So what am I supposed to do, huh?
Yeah, that’s right. I start playing with her breasts again, and then start lubing up her ass. And I do her in the ass, and, you know, it feels pretty good – very tight, very hard, and I come good and hard. It feels great. I give her a long kiss, and help her out of the thing, and then spend more time kissing and fondling her butt, and then, you know, we’re going at it on the mattress again.
Six years, next Friday. Yeah, we’re kinda stunned about some of these marathon sessions too. But, as I told you, she’s hot.
Anyway, I admit it, I totally forget about my end of the bargain, and it’s a few days before we head into that room again. By now we’re both really horny again, since, believe it or not, there’s been nothing since, and I want her, badly. This time, she’s got on this black silk thing that shows off her legs, and I’m telling you, if I didn’t know how good things were going to get, we would have been using the mattress right then and there. But I start pulling at the swing, lifting it up from the floor, and checking the ropes, watching her rummaging through drawers, wiggling her butt at me. And then she pulls out this strap-on.
And I’m like a bit, whoa, but she’s grinning and twirling the thing around, and saying, remember what you agreed to. And I’m stuck, because, after all, she’s right, I did agree to this. So she wiggles into the thing, and I’m staring at this strap-on attached to my wife, and I have to tell you, it’s, well, quite something.
Honestly, I have no idea what I felt. Something, anyway.
But anyway, she comes up to me wearing the strap-on, and starts kissing me, and of course, my dick starts responding to this – can’t help it, really. It’s jumping, and I’m starting to jump, and she puts my hand on one of her tits, and that’s enough to get me going. I play with her nipple for a bit, and then she breaks away and grabs a bottle of lube from the drawer.
Hey, I say, a bit uneasily. Before you like, get that inside me, why don’t we try a few practice runs first? And she says, what do you have in mind, and I say, the same thing I do with you, you know, just rub it over me. Not the sexiest way to put it, I guess, but she seems to get all hot at the idea, so she slaps the belt holding the thing on and goes, yes, and points at the mattress. So I fall on it, and she follows me, and gets on top of me and begins kissing me and rubbing this dildo over me. Which I have to say is pretty weird, but I’m enjoying it anyway, because I can see that she’s enjoying the experience. So I flip over on my front, and she runs the thing up and down my butt, and then I flip over again, and she mock-fucks me, moving between my legs, and I have to admit, this is all pretty fun.
There’s only one problem – the strap-on itself, you see, which doesn’t seem to understand that it’s meant to be strapped on, and not, you know, wiggling about. Which its doing. So Janice keeps having to stop, to adjust the thing, or make it tighter, or something. Come to think of it, I’m still not sure if she really put the thing on right in the first place, or if she even got the right one. Maybe she did, maybe she didnt. But the thing wasn’t all that controlled. I mean, fine for our pretend leg fucking and all, but if she was really going to fuck me, she needed more control.
No, I didn’t say anything. She decided that herself. She finally got up and walked over to our drawer where we keep various things, saying, maybe there’s something here that will help this thing stay on better, and in the meantime, I’m just laying back, watching, because during all of this that little black thing she’d been wearing has come off in places, and I have one great look at her legs. So I put my hand down and start stroking my dick again, watching her rummage through the drawer, and I gotta say that I’m wondering if she’s going to pull out some other fun toy, or if I’m ever going to get to do her again from behind in the swing again, or if she’s just going to keep torturing me all day. But she rummages along, and finally comes up with a small tube of something. I think I can use this as sealant, she says.
Yeah, you can see where this is going.
Fuck, I say, that’s crazy glue. But its too late. She’s already got the thing on her and its good and stuck. I’m telling you, what they say about that stuff is absolutely true. It gets you in seconds.
Yeah, you must hear a lot of people saying this. I heard of one girl who glued her eyes shut.
Yeah. So anyway, here we are, me lying on the mattress looking at Janice, who is standing there with a strap-on literally glued to her. And she looks – sorry Janice, but you did – she looks totally ridiculous. Plus, I can see the expression on her face. That thing is not all that comfortable.
Oh come on, Janice. It was not.
Yeah, that’s her in the background. She hasn’t got much else to do but comment on this.
Anyway, I’m watching her. And I say something dumb.
Never mind how dumb. Let’s just say it’s one of those typical male comments, and leave it at that, OK? She gets this gleam in her eye as she says, oh really, and she comes over to me, swaggering, with this strap-on thing, and I’m still laughing. So she comes up and suddenly leans against me and with one hand pulls me down to her, so now I’m caught between a kiss and a laugh except that I’m not laughing any more, I’m kissing her, hard, because, damn it, it’s laughable, but she’s still got a way with her tongue, and the next thing I know, I’m sitting against the hard chair with her on my lap and that damn strap-on pushing against me, not that I care, because she’s got her mouth on mine and her hand on my dick and she’s rubbing it up and down gently, and I’m so fucking absorbed in this that I totally don’t notice that she’s also got my left hand, which is why I miss her slipping my hand into one of the metal handcuffs.