In an odd moment when preparing dinner, and whilst peeling a huge carrot, I idly mused on whether my wife Penny could take a cock this big. It was only about 3/4 of an inch at the narrow end but a little over two inches at the large end. Would it be more erotic peeled or unpeeled? Leave the tapered point and rounded stubby end left or removed? Why this had suddenly occurred to me I had no idea, but it had me a little excited.
We had fooled around at times, stretching her vagina with my fingers, one two and even three, pushing in hard and as physically deep as they would go, to the knuckles of my fist. I would have liked to push in four fingers and then try and push the whole of my hand in but was so far unsuccessful. She clearly liked the sensation of being stretched as she would often grab my hand and thrust with her pelvis back at my fingers.
I wasn't sure what her response would be, but decided to try the next time we were feeling amorous.
I put the huge vegetable back in the fridge and prepared others in its place for serving with dinner.
All evening, I couldn't dismiss the thought of penetrating her with that carrot. When it was time for bed, these thoughts were even more foremost in my mind, so much so that when I undressed, I couldn't hide the erection that stuck out in front. When my wife turned and noticed it, she exclaimed "Oh someone's excitable tonight!" smiling at me.
I climbed into bed but she teased me by delaying her disrobing to a frustrating slowness, almost a striptease. At lease I knew now she was going to be in a playful mood.
Penny eventually climbed into bed, turning her back to me and giggled. "I'm so tired honey, I could sleep for a week. Just hug me for a while and I'll soon drop off."
"Oh no." I thought, "I'm so horny."
Penny couldn't keep up her pretense and laughed coarsely, turning towards me and kissing me on the mouth. "Did you want something darling? It's just that something is sticking in my tummy and I thought it would be better if it was moved to somewhere else."
"couldn't agree more" I said wrapping both arms around her, pulling her closer, kissing her passionately. She kissed me back just as passionately. I normally spent a lot of time on foreplay but judging by her responses, I might get the opportunity to see that carrot disappear in her vagina sooner rather than later. Stroking her breasts lightly I noted her nipples were already and as erect hard as they would be after prolonged foreplay. She was certainly in the mood tonight. I kissed both nipples. She always liked that, and responded with a low murmur of pleasure.
Reaching down she grasped my penis circling it with her long graceful fingers, sending a thrill through my whole body. I was in a state of extreme excitement and knew I couldn't take much more stimulation before I burst forth in a torrent of ejaculation. Gently detaching her fingers, I concentrated on her body. Kissing her face, her neck, ears and everywhere else above her waist, before sliding my fingers over her stomach down to her luxurious hair adorned pubic area. I loved the feel of her pubic hair, my fingers tracing small circles ever closer to her vagina. Eventually reaching her clitoris, I rubbed lightly, barely touching, with the pad of my middle finger. She murmured quietly. She didn't often make any sound during our lovemaking, so I presumed she was in a heightened state of arousal, higher than normal.
Sliding my middle digit along the crease of her vagina, I noted they were puffy with the heat of sexual tension. Puffy vaginal lips normally meant she was wet or at least damp with her bodily juices. Slipping my middle finger in without any resistance, the wetness she was producing lubricating her sex and facilitating easy entry. Withdrawing my finger, I smeared the whole of the crevice of her lips along the whole length before slipping it inside again, very slowly pumping it in and out making her more and more wet with fluids. Stepping it up, I entered another finger, this time my forefinger alongside the middle. Pushing it in and out slowly, making obscene but erotic squelching sounds. She was very wet, reversing my hand one hundred and eighty degrees, at the same time removing these two fingers, I was able to insert my thumb all the way to the webbing between thumb and forefinger, and able to caress her clitoris at the same time. After a short while of this attention, I reversed my hand again, and pushed in my fore, middle and third fingers in by clenching forefinger and third finger together. The squishing sound from her vagina told me just how wet she was.
"Wait, I want to try something."
"What? Not now honey. I'm nearly there."
Without replying I jumped out of bed and raced to the kitchen, quickly retrieving the object of my obsession.
Climbing back in, selfishly not asking if it was ok or not, I simply stated "I want to stretch you more."
"Mmm, Ok..." she eyed the carrot but sounded a little unsure. "With a vegetable?" She looked at me querulously.
"I'm sorry, I got carried away."
