Condominium
Some of my readers have commented that some of my stories have an over-abundance of characters in them; this story is no exception. My stories all have happy endings. There is a lot of sex, spouse swapping, and other 'free-thinking' behavior. If this isn't your bliss or story genre, please read something else.
Chapter 1
I lay back on the bed, sweaty and spent. My mouth had the lingering taste of some godly elixir. The aroma of pussy and sex filled my nostrils because that had been my focus for the past hour - an arousing bout of cunnilingus I'd given to Jessica and Megan. My tongue and lip muscles were sore. While I'd do one, the other would blow me. Eventually, we started to fuck, and I ended up blowing my load deep inside Megan as she pleaded with me to never stop and to fill her hot cunt with my man stuff. She was persuasively vocal.
This was a bit of a dream, but every time I pinched myself I felt a small pain, and knew I was involved in anything but a dream. This was real ... and sexy, and arousing, and very naughty.
The depravity my wife Amber and I indulged in had started about eight months earlier. I got an assignment that would keep me out of the country for three weeks - the longest I would have ever been away from Amber. Previously, I'd only been away one night at a time, and even that had been rare.
Amber and I had a robust sex life. Despite having been married three years, we were still in that honeymoon stage, where sex was the be all and end all of our married life. We did other things, but those were holding actions until we could get back to bed. Amber was thirty-six and I was thirty-seven. This was the second marriage for both of us. We had one child that Amber brought from her first marriage, a pretty girl age eight, named Penny, who I loved dearly like she was my own issue.
To properly care for Amber during my extended absence for work and on a whim, about a week before I left, I brought home a sybian from our local erotic toys XXX Shoppe. A sybian is a machine with a large smooth leather or vinyl saddle over a wooden frame with an area on the smooth rounded top where a specially-designed pliable plastic area vibrates right against the female rider's clitoris and sensitive labia. An elongated ridge of flexible material sits in the middle of the top with short nubs on it almost like those on a French tickler; they're positioned perfectly to provide the best stimulation of someone's clit and surrounding area.
In addition to the vibrational mode, several attachments came including a remote control; these attachments could be plugged into to a hole in the top of the pad to add additional stimulation and excitement - an erect cock that twisted and vibrated inside the rider, and with a bit of positioning, right on their G-spot. Lastly, on the front of the device, was a handle the rider could hold onto to stabilize their ride as they experienced shattering orgasm after mind-blowing shattering orgasm.
Amber approached my gift with trepidation after Penny was asleep. I'd already gone down on her, so she was well into the foreplay stage on our late evening sex. I helped her mount the machine including the extra dildo, and then promised I'd turn it off if she weren't enjoying herself. I wanted her to be proficient in the sybian's use before I left for Europe.
I started Amber off at a low setting. The internal motor just took on a gentle hum, and I knew from my own experiments that the cock-like dildo vibrated, flexed, and twisted slowly inside her.
Amber's eyes got large and she flashed me a very approving smile. "Oh, this is really nice. Thank you for my present." I could see her push her gorgeous nude body down on the cock and against the vibrating pad atop the machine. She wasn't proud; she purposefully spread her labia with her fingers so her clit would get maximum stimulation, and twerked forward slightly so the twisting cock would stimulate her G-spot. She then held her tits up to me in a sexy gesture.
Over the next several minutes I gradually increased the setting on the sybian until I was somewhere in the mid-range on the machine's capabilities. Amber exploded into an orgasm with a scream I was sure our daughter and the other residents in our condo building could hear.
I did not back down. I increased the vibrations every further. Amber was feeling her breasts with one hand, pinching one nipple really hard, and the other held onto the support bar with white knuckles. I couldn't be sure where her mind was; her eyes were closed and her mouth open. She drooled slightly as she panted through orgasm after orgasm, one following another by only a minute or so.
Amber crested again and again, minute by minute. After ten minutes of this, I'd cranked up the machine to about three-quarters, and Amber had one more huge orgasm with her girl juice squirting out over the machine and the bed. This was the most intense climax I'd ever seen her experience. Her whole body had a sexy sheen to it. I'd never seen her squirt.
She pleaded with me, "I have to stop. Please. Oh, God."
I slowly reduced the vibrations until the machine stopped. Amber raised her pussy off the magic rotating cock, and fell face down on the bed next to the machine. She was sweaty and breathing really hard, gasping for air.
"Are you OK?" I asked, worried. I reached over and stroked her back in a tender way.
After a pause, she raised her head slightly and said, "I have fucking never been fucking better in my whole entire fucking life. You get the Husband of the Century award for bringing that thing home. I may never go to work the entire time you're away; I'll ride this thing from dawn to night."
"I hope it doesn't replace me." I did worry about her switching over to electricity from our manual lovemaking efforts together.
"Oh, don't worry. Mr. Sybian doesn't love me, and you do; but Mr. Sybian can do some marvelous things that you can't. I need both of you."
"Do you want to try it using the remote yourself?"
"Tomorrow night. Right now, I need my lover's cock inside me." She rolled onto her back and spread herself open to me. Her pussy was all shiny and swampy from her first ride; God, my wife was sexy.
* * * * *
A few days later, I stood on the street in front of our condominium waiting for my taxi to the airport. I looked up at the building in the afternoon sun: eighteen stories that held thirty-six condo units. On the ground floor were several retail shops, and in the back three levels of parking for the units. The third floor held several meeting rooms, a kitchen, a media room, and a generous size gym, sauna, and swimming pool, as well as three smaller condo units. From there on up to the top of the building there were three living units per floor, each about three thousand square feet - large compared to most other condos. Each unit had a west-facing balcony wide enough for a table and some chairs. On the roof there was a deck and party area that rarely got used; it had a covered kitchen, and lots of tables and chairs scattered around. It was lovely, but was only used for special events. The view was fantastic.
The taxi arrived, and the driver called out, "You Jon Chambers?"
"I am." I was off to the airport and then Europe on another adventure. I was a technology security consultant, specializing in protecting large companies from invasion over their networks by nefarious outside forces that wanted their secrets or just wanted to annoy them.
I landed in Milan about twelve hours later. It was Sunday morning. I'd allowed myself a day of recovery from the red-eye flight over. Even as I bedded down for a one-hour nap in my hotel room, I wondered whether Amber had used the sybian the night before. I chuckled at how she'd fallen in love with the beast. At least our sex life hadn't suffered; if anything, we'd ratcheted up to a new level.
When I awoke, I set up my laptop and did a quick check of my email. There was one email from Amber with an attachment - an .mpg4 file, indicating a movie most likely taken with her cellphone. Amber knew how to edit out irrelevant parts of video, so I expected I'd hear a Miss You message from Amber and Penny. The subject line on the email was:
'You are a GREAT husband. Thank you.'
I was very wrong about the content. The video started right after I downloaded the clip. There was Amber perched atop the sybian in the middle of our bed. She was nude and her whole body was vibrating and writhing atop the device. I could tell by the frequency that she was already at a mid-range setting. The clip showed her having an orgasm, and then she turned up the vibrational frequency again. I watched and she had another, her sexy nude body glistening with perspiration and her moans of satisfaction her main messages for me. The short clip ended as she blew me a kiss and waved in a coy way at the camera from on top of the machine with the magic cock turning and twisting in her body.
I replied,
'Wow. Send more. I miss you too. You are the sexiest person in the world. I love you.'
A few days went by, and I got into my first week of activities with my Milan client. I got the I.T. staff focused on their pharmaceutical operation, because after my assessment, that seemed to be the most vulnerable to outside hacking. By the end of the week, a number of new protocols had been implemented, and we could also see about a dozen attempts an hour to break through the new security firewall.
I got two other videos from Amber, but they showed her and Penny blowing me kisses and wishing me a great trip, and then on the second video the two of them at Chunk E Cheese having dinner to Penny's great delight.
I got another really sexy video of Amber Saturday morning. The night before she'd set up the camera and masturbated for me as she told me about how much she loved special parts of my anatomy, and how she wanted me home very soon. There was no sybian in that video, but Sunday morning showed Amber in a three minute clip where she almost spontaneously combusted atop the sybian. She had the machine up to top speed. I didn't know a woman could stand that kind of stimulation or vibrate that way. As her last orgasm hit, she toppled off the machine onto the bed and lay in a comatose state. The machine kept running on its side beside her as she gasped for air and sanity. The accompanying email explained that this was the first time she got the controls all the way to the top setting. She wrote that she'd lain there for ten minutes before she could move and turn off the machine; she'd edited away that part of the video.
