Note: All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age.
I feel the drooping, sagging, silicone ball sack swinging up from behind me. It clashes against mine, sending a pleasurable feeling throughout my whole body. My throbbing cock bounces and sways with each thrust. Lines of thick, sticky precum flail in the open air, landing everywhere. I feel the exaggerated flared end of the glans hitting my prostate...right...there. The sensational feeling sends a delightful tremor through me.
I stand in front of my desk, my right foot planted on the chair, my hands holding me up, bracing me from the impact of the thrusts while providing me the leverage to push back onto my wife's latest purchase. My moans come unbidden, music to her ears.
My name is Henry. I am bisexual and married to Petra, the woman of my dreams. When I first came out to her, she was extremely supportive. However, she was a bit hesitant to remain my girlfriend, at the time, as she didn't know if she would be ok with having to share me with another. I told her that she is all I need, reassuring her that I'm monogamous. With that, I also told her that anal play was fair game, and that I greatly enjoy it. She inserted a plug in me before we went out on our next date, and she's been playing with my ass ever since.
Recently, she found a strap-on that piqued both of our interests. It is an eight and a half inch 'cock', made with the real-feel silicone material, with multiple veiny-ridges, a big, flared head, a swooping, upright curve, and the eye-catching, droopy, 'ball sack' meant to add a little something extra to the experience. This great find is now buried to the base inside me. Petra's hands firmly grasping my hips as she pulls me back. Pushing off of me, letting 'her' cock slide almost out, she thrusts right back in, the pendulous balls swinging back up, slapping deliciously against mine once again.
I surrender myself to the pleasure of being filled, of having my prostate massaged over and over again, of feeling my own cock bouncing in the open air as my balls get a love tap now and then. Petra gasps for air, chuckling at my guttural moaning noises, knowing that I'm putty on 'her' cock. Smack! Her hand comes down on my right cheek, a pleasant sting remaining. I grip the edge of the desk tighter as I throw myself onto 'her' cock. I'm so close, and she knows it.
Her pace quickens. The lube working its money's worth. The ball sack slapping mine harder. She smacks my ass several times, leaving my cheek pink. I moan and moan, almost to the point of sounding pathetic with need and desperation. My cock swells again, my balls tighten. Petra's foot comes up beside mine on the chair, as her hands take hold of my waist now, 'her' cock pummeling my welcoming ass.
"Oh fuck! I'm close, baby! I'm soooo clo...oh...ssse!" I moan.
I can't see her, but I know she's smiling from ear to ear. She somehow manages to pick up the speed even more. The flared tip rocking against my p-spot. I feel my balls tighten more, and then the surge of cum making its journey up. With one last thrust, I cum. My whole body quivers as my orgasm courses through me like a shock. I feel my cock launch torrents of pent-up cum. My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I am rendered speechless. The orgasm taking my breath away.
Petra helps keep me upright, as I shake and quiver on 'her' cock buried deep inside. My cock fires a few more spurts of cum, as if a ghost is milking it for every drop. After a few moments, I come down from my orgasmic high, a warm, euphoric feeling taking its place.
"Hmmm.... fuuuck...." I finally moan, breath returning to my lungs.
