Temporary Storage

I woke up lazily to the sounds a quiet Saturday morning. The soft fogginess of my brain clearing as I fully came to into consciousness. There was a bright morning light coming through the curtains and I could hear my wife Jen in the shower off the master bathroom. As I woke and stretched I felt a slight pang of hunger, today was probably going to be a hungry day. Me and Jenny have come to an agreement on the best way to enjoy our saturdays at home, and that has included the requirement that I don't eat anything after my lunch shake Friday afternoon at work.

Just as I began to feel sorry for myself being hungry I heard the shower stop, and became immediately aroused thinking about what the rest of the day was likely to hold in store. I decided that to set us off on the right foot this morning the best thing to do would be to greet Jen with something she would enjoy and so I slid my briefs off and positioned myself so that it looked like I was sleeping with a pillow pulled under my chest and chin and the top half of my plump little ass flirtingly exposed. I did some quick repositioning and fluffing of the bedding to sell the scene and then laid back and pretended to sleep. I heard the door open and heard Jen making her way into the bedroom. I felt the bed shift underneath me as she crawled across towards me and I felt a gentle kiss and her gentle voice;

"Chris, I'm all done in the bathroom, I know you're awake."

I opened one eye looking at her leaning over me, her loose robe allowing me a quick glance down the open folds at her pendulous tits with small beads of water still present at the point between them where they meet. She noticed the quick look and smiled, rolling her eyes and pulling the robe closed.

"I knew you were awake. Although this is a cute little scene you've made"

She traced the top of my right asscheek with her finger, slowly tracing towards my spine and I reflexively arch towards her, leading her and indicating my willingness. She smiles again, softly grabbing the meat of my right buttock and reaching behind her.

"You'd better go get cleaned up"

she says as she brings her hand forward where I can see it and sets a bundled hand towel down on the bed. The bundle opens as she lets go and I see she has already started to pick the things she wants to put inside me. I feel my pulse quicken and my cock hardens suddenly as I see the hunger in her eyes and the small pile of things. A mascara case, a small bottle of an essential oil, A tavel-sized tube of toothpaste, the case for her wireless headphones, and a few other little knick-nacks. As I look up at her and begin to act like I'm going to protest she puts a finger out and says "before you say anything else, I also really want to try again with the shampoo" and reveals her real project for this morning, the shampoo bottle that she has been working me up to for the last couple of weeks. It's quite a bottle, and even though it tapers to a manageable top, she seems quite taken with the idea of getting the wider middle section inside me.

I don't know if that's really going to happen today, but I've thought that before and she's surprised me. She has proven to be very tenacious when it comes to getting things up my ass.

I smile and wink at her. " Ok babe,"

I get up on one elbow and give her a kiss.

"You prep these, and I'll go prep me."

She kisses me back, a needy, horny kiss: "Take your time, I'm not going anywhere", and then pulling me close and saying the next part softly into my ear "I've been thinking about this for days. I want to absolutely stuff you full."

I quickly get up and head to the bathroom, as I turn and grab my towel from the hook on the back of the door I see her already getting condoms out to put the various objects in. I know that when I come back she'll have everything prepared including a place for me to lay down and a pair of long gloves on for her. I'm stiff as a board just thinking about it.

I head to the bathroom where I give myself a nice deep enema and then a second one that I hold while I take a quick shower. I expel my second enema and give my ass a quick look in the mirror and hit it with a razor to make sure I'm not having any unsightly hair. She tells me she doesn't mind me being more au natural, but I kind of like the smooth feeling more myself. I brush my teeth and moisturize before I prepare to go back to the bedroom. I look at myself in the mirror and contemplate how it is that I got so lucky.

Me and Jenny had met about a decade ago, both in our late twenties and both finding a deep and abiding simple pleasure in the easy comfort of our relationship. The sex was good and we both found that we only really enjoyed ourselves when we knew the other was getting off too. After the initial awkward phase of talking about sex lead us to the open easy dialogue we have now we started to explore more and more kinky ways of playing. As long as we both enjoyed ourselves there really wasn't anything off the table.

It was about 3 years ago that she started telling me about fantasies she was having of anally penetrating me. We started off simple and small scale, fingers and small plugs, and as we explored we kept the dialogue open. Some things were more fun than others. We never got all that into pegging or enema retention. We enjoyed mutual anal play, and spent a long time deeply enjoying the secret of wearing butt plugs or app-controlled devices in public with each other.

However, it was the idea of using something as a dildo that wasn't meant to be a dildo that kept being an exciting idea to Jenny. We used some fruits and veggies, we used some household items, and we quickly found ourselves becoming fiends for the kind of activities we each knew we'd be getting into today.

I rubbed my hands with an involuntary shiver of anticipation and headed into the bedroom. Jenny was waiting for me, her small pile of improvised sex toys slightly larger than it was before, but now impossible to tell at a glance what every item was, as they were all in tied condoms and set aside. My place on the bed was easy to see, she had gotten out our wedge cushion and laid an oversized towell on it.

Jenny was lying on the bed, wearing her favorite set of lingerie, a light blue open-cup bra that could support her large breasts nicely, pushing them up and making her look incredible, while still giving her access to her nipples so that she could play with herself while she played with me, and a matching garter belt with thigh harness attached to thigh-high stockings without any actual panties, again, allowing her to touch herself without constraint.

I looked at her lying there, patiently waiting for me and was overwhelmed with need, I leaned over and kneeled onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her. She pulled me close, taking my kiss and answering strongly. I felt my need for her growing in me, and was preparing to abandon our plan for the day beginning to trace kisses down her neck and to her amazing tits, and then lower, down her soft belly to the top of her garter belt when she pushed me over and rolled on top of me.

"I'm already aching for it baby, you're gonna need to get me off before we even start or I'm going to split you open."

I'm nearly trembling with excitement and do my best to wiggle down as she spreads her legs and walks on her knees up over me so that she is straddling my face. I reach up with my hands behind her and softly pull her towards me. She lets me pull her pussy up to my mouth and I find my hands grabbing her thighs and stretching up her body as she leans onto my face and I eagerly lap my tongue up and down, gently stroking her clit that is firm and becomes more pronounced as she builds to her first small orgasm.

She bucks slightly and I begin to stab my tongue into her confirming that she is already quite wet, and I reach my left hand down to where I can begin to slide a finger into her aching pussy as she rides my face and I suck and lick her clit. She grabs my hair and pulls me into her more as I begin to explore her with my finger and I can already feel her tightening around me as I get a second knuckle and then a third into her. I feel her hands in my hair and her fingertips touching my scalp, I take a brief moment to notice her nails are trimmed short and tapered. I remember the conersation we had about her having to give up on having long fingernails so that she could more easily fuck my ass. The recollection of this sends my arousal into the stratosphere and I find myself involuntarily reaching up with the hand that isn't playing with her pussy and pulling her evn more firmly onto my face.

She tells me she's going to cum, but it's all a blur to me, my own need to feel and taste and explore her becoming the singular focus of my brain, she climaxes and I feel her shudder, her pussy grasping tightly around my finger, and her clit pushed firmly into my mouth and she holds like that for several seconds as she rides the high of her orgasm.

"ok" she says gently between deep breaths. She looks down at me, her face and chest flush from exertion, and moves her hands from being tangled in my hair to sweetly framing my face "I'm so ready to stuff your ass now."