Amber the babysitter 12.
I think I fell in love with Amber five times during our relationship before we got married. Each time we crossed a boundary or threshold, had a new adventure or opened ourselves up more, the deeper I fell in love with her.
The first time I knew I was in love with her was the night we had that heated make-out session in my car after she got off of work when we agreed to continue dating each other after we masturbated in front of each other. The second was after months of dating when she decided to move in. The third was when she graduated, and I couldn't wait to have her. The fourth was our engagement night with our wedding rings. And the fifth, well, was the night she came back home after she left me for a few weeks to get herself together. That night, outside of our wedding night - which, comically enough - was not as hot and erotic as we thought it would be, was by far the best sex we had ever had. And here's why.
While making love to her that night after we fought, cried, and apologized, we both had admitted and accepted our fears. It was more emotionally moving for me than I had ever experienced before. I have no doubt it was the same for her. The more we touched, caressed, kissed, held each other, and orgasmed after weeks apart, the closer I felt to her. Even as I wrote in my previous story, when she got up to use the bathroom, seeing her walking naked in front of me turned me on beyond belief. As much as some of you may question her loyalty, since she walked out on me, I had no doubt she was home for good. From then on, we agreed to discuss our problems, concerns, and fears without shutting down or running away. And that made me so fucking wet and aroused that I left a wet spot on my sheets where my ass was sitting.
In the moments after smoking our cigarettes, Amber asked me, "Did you say you wished you could get me pregnant?"
I chuckled aloud and felt embarrassed, but I honestly answered her, "Yes."
I furthered by explaining that I felt so close and deep emotionally with her at that moment that I wished I had a dick so I could get her pregnant. Like men and women do. I explained more that I just wanted her to be happy and be the woman she needed to be, and if we could make children together somehow, I wouldn't be opposed. Now, I know I can't get her pregnant. I don't need the comments. But at that moment, I took that next step with her, and I felt that if I could give her anything, including children, I would have.
Amber leaned over and kissed me softly, the way a lover does for their other half during emotional times such as these, and whispered, "I'd get you pregnant too if I could, but I like things just the way they are. I'd rather have your pussy than a dick, but I'm not opposed to more toy time."
I think it hit us both simultaneously because not only did we have the strap-on, but we also had the new double-ended long dildo I bought that we had never used.
"You know..." she said. "We never did try that toy you bought a few weeks ago. Maybe...... we could."
I kid you not when I tell you that literally five seconds later, I was at my dresser drawer pulling it out. Not figuratively, I mean literally at my drawer, hand digging around under clothes until I had it in my hand and was removing it from the drawer.
When I turned back around, walking towards the bed, and Amber saw it in my hand, she threw the sheets off of her, spread her legs open, and whispered, "Come fuck my pussy."
My legs got weak hearing her say that. As I crawled back into bed, I handed it to her, leaned further over, opened my nightstand table, pulled out our bottle of lube, and sat on my knees next to her, taking the dildo back.
I squirted a very generous amount into the palm of my hand and started stoking one end of it, getting all lubed up. I could see Ambers's hand swirling around her clit, and I knew, just as she did, that momentarily, I was going to be ramming this soft-rubbed, flexible double, headed dildo right into her wet awaiting pussy. I had the wild idea to act like I had a dick, so once it was well oiled up, I stood up over her, with my legs on each side of her body. I slid the dildo between my legs, one dick end pointing towards her while the other side pointed out and away from my ass.
I spoke out, "You wanna suck my dick, baby," as I grabbed the back of her hair and started pulling her face to it.
Amber didn't even have a chance to get situated before the dildo passed her lips and into her mouth. I pushed it in so far while pulling her face towards it that she gagged. I backed off a bit and let her suck it like it was my own, reeling in the pleasure of watching it slide in and out of her mouth.
"Yeah, get me good and hard, baby, so I fuck your pussy." I moaned out.
I was so wet that I felt juices running down my leg. I had the thought of ramming one end into my pussy, while she was sucking the other. But tonight, I was going to fuck her so hard with it that she would be begging me to stop. When I felt she was ready, I pulled my dick from her mouth, forced her onto her back, slid between her legs, licked for the bottom of her slit, to her clit, spread her lips with my fingers, and rammed the head of the dildo deep inside of her.
I started slowly and deliberately, but during our actions, I pushed it in as deep as she could take it. I began pumping her as hard as I could. She orgasmed quickly, and just as she did, I switched hands with the dildo, found the lube, squirted a shit load on her pussy, which ran down between the crack of her ass. I rubbed my fingers over her asshole, and when it was time, I slid a finger deep into her ass.
I pumped my finger and that dildo consistently, with a long, deep motion. Soon after, one finger turned into two as she whimpered and moaned. When I felt she was ready for that dildo to be deep in her ass. I bent the flexible dildo in half, in a horseshoe shape, and fumbled around, trying to slide it into her. When I finally got it in her ass, I started pumping back and forth real slow. I was extremely thrilled and overly aroused watching both heads of the dildo slide in and out of both holes, while my hand was holding the bent end like a tool, thrusting it in and out of her. I pumped slowly and cautiously. Then I would speed up, making it hard and deep, then slow back down, letting her come down from the pressure of two dicks in her at once.
Occasionally I would put my mouth over her clit while I was pumping her, and that action would send her into overload. It was amazing seeing the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy and her ass at the same time while she whimpered, whined, and shook. I fucked her long and deep until that next orgasm exploded from her ass raised off the mattress, and she squirted everywhere.
After she came, her body went limp, her legs slid downwards, and her head tilted to the side. I knew she had come hard and needed a minute, but I needed to be pleased as well. I left the dildo inside of her, crawled across her body, and up on top of her, putting my soaking wet pussy on her lips. I forced myself down on her so hard, just like she had done to me weeks prior, that I didn't think she could breathe. She ate me hard and feverishly until I came all over her face. I was so wet that we were done; we discovered that both sides of her pillowcase, on each side of her head, were soaked with my juices.
After I came hard, screaming her name while rubbing my clit raw, we spent the next hour going back and forth, sticking the double-headed in each other's pussies, and asses. We even tried doing it simultaneously, with our legs entwined, like you see in porn movies. It was well after 4:30 A.M. before we finally stopped fucking and fell asleep in bedding and pillows that were soaking wet with pee, saliva, cum, and lube.
I awoke at 8:34 a.m., having to use the bathroom. I noticed Amber wasn't in bed with me. After I finished my business, I wandered down the hallway, thinking maybe she couldn't sleep well, and in an attempt not to disturb me, she went to sleep on the couch. Just as I reached the end of the hallway, I could hear her whimpering softly. I could see her standing at the counter by the coffee machine, naked, her legs spread apart, her body slightly bent downwards. I could tell her hand rubbing up and down over her pussy; occasionally, her fingers would be rubbing on her asshole. I stood silently watching her masturbate, getting aroused seeing her taking care of herself, even after the long night of sex we had.
