When we were relaxed and clean, Scott and I got out of the tub, dried off, and walked through to the bedroom. When we reached the bedside, I noticed there was a box on it, Scott moved behind me, holding me firmly to his strong chest. His beard tickled my neck and shoulders as he removed my robe, leaving me naked, and told me to open the box. Inside the box I found a delicate black lace thong, with matching garters, shoulder harness and choker.
"I've already taken the liberty of doing some discreet shopping for you. Nothing too crazy, but I prefer my boys to be dressed a bit more feminine when they are in my care, if you don't mind."
I nodded my head and thanked him. I didn't mind at all! Actually, I secretly enjoy wearing my wife's lacy lingerie sometimes. It makes feel really sexy and love how the lace feels on my skin.
Sitting me down on the edge of the bed, Scott gently slipped the thong over my feet and up my legs, followed by the garters, dressing me while he sensually massaged and caressed my body. When he was finished dressing me, he told me to lay on the bed. Eager to please, I modeled my new gifts in a number of erotic poses, first spreading my legs wide, and then bending over as Scott stared at my, lithe, lace-clad body with pure lust in his eyes.
"You look so fucking sexy right now! I want to pull that thong to the side and shove my cock in you, but I know you are tired and I'll let you get some rest."
I got under the covers, and Scott stripped and joined me, spooning me from behind. I could feel his naked hardness nestled in my crack, and his chest hair tickled my smooth back. He was so gentle yet manly, that I soon fell fast asleep in his arms, with images of the intense carnal pleasures of the past few days running through my head.
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I am a very sound sleeper, especially when I am as physically exhausted as I was from the intense fuckfest we had the previous night. My wife has had to physically shake me to wake me up some mornings, and that night I was out cold. I'm not sure how long I had been asleep, but sometime in the middle of the night something startled from my sleep. I was laying in my stomach, my cock was rock hard pressing into the bed through the lace thong.
"Mmmmmmmmm... Ohhhhh godddd!" I moaned loudly when I figured out what was happening. Scott's hot wet tongue and mouth were devouring my tender fuckhole!
"Sleeping beauty finally woke up!" Scott said laughing loudly. "Feel how wet you are? I've been feasting on you for about 10 minutes already!"
Scott moved between my legs and kissed up my back from my ass along my harness up to my lace choker. I could feel his hard cock sliding between my wet thighs and shivered every time it pressed against my twitching opening. Slowly but surely, Scott began to press his bulbous head into my ass, pinning me to the bed with his weight as he slid his raging hard cock inside me raw, without lube until I felt his pubic hair tickle my ass cheeks. Holding his cock deep in my ass, he thrust his cock deeper and deeper, clearly loving the feel of my ass twitching on his hole.
"How does that feel boy?" asked Scott, whispering huskily in my ear. "You like my hard cock in filling your ass don't you slut?"
I moaned and wriggled beneath him, helpless to resist, and cried out,
"Yes sir, I love it more than anything! Fuck me! Pleaseeee!"