My wife and I have enjoyed a healthy sex life throughout our 20 years of marriage. Of course, as with any man, my fantasies reach far beyond the typical marriage bed. Over the years I've purchased various toys ranging from vibrating cock rings, to butt plugs and a beautiful purple feeldoe...all in the hopes that my wife would enjoy playing with me and using them with me.
Until recently I was relegated to enjoying my fantasies alone which has been frustrating. My fantasies have expanded as I've grown older. A number of activities that were once out of bounds are becoming attractive as the fulfillment possibilities of my youthful dreamworld fades.
So a couple of weeks ago my wife sits up in bed and announces that she wants me to share my fantasies with her. I was dumbfounded. I did not know how to respond. Is this a trap? I thought long and hard... She could see I was stumped so she continued "Honey" she said, "I know I have been caught up in raising the kids and all the day to day responsibilities of maintaining a household. I've know I've been somewhat inattentive of your sexual needs and desires. I think it's time I jump back in and start having fun with you again - like we used to". She smiled and continued "I've been looking at your web browsing history and I am aware of your interest in sexual exploration".
So that's how it began.
Since she was aware and seemingly willing to hear my deepest secrets, I started to open up and talk to her about some of the activities that really turn me on-and the activities I'd like to try. I told her about how I sometimes like to secretly wear my butt plugs while I'm around the house or running errands. I also let her know that I often had my booty call plug in while we made love. I explained to her how the pressure on my anus and prostate intensifies my orgasm (after I told her that she always reached around to check whenever I was fucking her. That still makes me smile a little). I also told her how much I wanted her to make love to me with my feeldoe. I explained my deep desire to have her "peg" me. How I dreamed of climbing onto her and "taking it like a man".
I came home from work last night to find the house empty. A note my wife left on the kitchen table said she'd taken the kids to drop them off at her mom's house and she'd be back in a few hours. I ate the dinner she'd left for me and went to change into something more comfortable. Since I had some time to myself my dirty mind got the better of me... I stripped out of my clothes and climbed into the shower. I lathered and washed every part of me and lingered purposefully at my anus and rectum. I wanted to be completely clean because I planned to be wearing my booty call plug for the rest of the evening.
I stepped out of the shower and reached up onto the top of the cupboard where I keep my goody bag. I pull out some JO lube and my booty call. I stand for a minute in front of the mirror and watch as my cock begins to come to life. I've always enjoyed the sight of my manhood expanding. I enjoy the heat I feel as it lengthens, fills out and ultimately begins to rise up and look back at me. I lifted a leg and rested one foot up on the counter. I poured some lube onto my fingers and began to apply it to what I'd come to call my "man pussy". I spread the lube in a circular motion around my rosebud and slowly worked my way into my sphincter with ever increasing pressure. I applied some more lube to my fingers and proceeded to insert two fingers up into the sensitive depths of my most sacred inner sanctum, a place where only I have been, where only I have explored. I added more lube until I was thoroughly wetted throughout my "man pussy". I was really enjoying my intimate moment...
"Starting without me?"
I was startled by the voice behind me. In my day-dreamy state, time had stood still... for me - but not for the rest of the universe. I spun around to see my beautiful wife standing in the doorway with a smirk on her face. I was embarrassed and could not respond.
"Why don't you finish up in here and meet me in bed in a few minutes" she said, finally breaking the silence.
As I began to breathe again and regain my composure I thought about how relieved I was by this pleasant turn of events. Since she'd obviously already seen the buttplug I went on about the process of inserting it. I oiled the three progressively larger beads and positioned the smallest against my sphincter. Adding pressure and a little back and forth twist I felt the pop as it pushed through my pleasure gate! The second bead entered smoothly and I began to feel myself becoming evermore receptive. The third and much larger bead, stood fast against the entrance to my man pussy. This bead is nearly as big around as my penis and I always take this moment to soak in all of the feelings, sensations and ideas that it provokes. As my sphincter expands and stretches to accommodate the invader I am overwhelmed with both desire and pleasure. Suddenly it pops through and the first little bead pokes my prostate at the same time. A moment of euphoria! A droplet of precum appears on the tip of my cockhead.
