Playing Together

“Put those bills away and get undressed. I want to suck your cock.” I said hoping to distract him.

He undressed, but continued to look at the bill. “What are all of these charges labeled Passions, Inc?” he asked, stepping out of his shorts. “There are 6, 7 nope 8 payments listed here.”

I stripped off my nightie and dropped my panties.

“It will be easier to show you.” I sighed, “Remember, you were gone for four weeks, four very, long lonely weeks. A girl has needs you know.”

“OK, this should be interesting.”

He followed me to the bedroom, where I pulled out the night stand and revealed my toy collection.

“Oh, is that all?” Brandon asked. “The way you were going on, I thought you had taken a lover.”

Was it my imagination or did he sound disappointed. “I thought you might be mad at the cost?”

“Babe, you don’t have to answer to me on how you spend our money. As long as the bills are paid and there is food on the table, I trust you.”

He leaned over closer to look at the contents of the drawer. They were mostly vibrators in different sizes and styles, a couple butt plugs, and sitting on top of them all was one very large and realistic black dildo.

Brandon picked it up and held it next to his penis. “Suddenly, I feel incredibly inadequate.”

Despite his words, I could not help but notice that his cock was getting erect. “Would you like me to show you how I use it?”

“I would love to see that,” he said, handing me the toy and taking a seat at my dressing table.

“I am going to need that chair.” I told him, “Come lay on the bed, so you can see everything.”

After we had switched places, I let my legs fall open, so Brandon could see how wet I was. Arching my back, I ran my hands over my breasts. Brushing a finger across my nipples, I let out a moan.

Brandon was growing harder as he intently watched. Dropping a hand between my legs, I teased my slick folds. With my free hand, I picked up the dildo and licked my lips.

Holding it at the base, I slowly licked up one side and down the other. Brandon, let out a groan. I could see that he was now touching himself. The sight made me even wetter.

Opening my mouth wide, I slipped the fat head between my lips. Giving a couple of head pumps, for show, I felt my gag reflex kick in. It really was large and I had never had anything that big in my mouth.

I removed the cock, it was covered in my saliva. Replacing my fingers with the now slick dildo, I slowly teased my clit with the tip.

I could see Brandon beginning to squirm on the bed as he fondled his cock more aggressively.

“Do you want me to ride it?” I asked him.

“God yes, fuck that big cock for me.” He begged. “I want to watch while you fuck him.”

I stood up so that I could attach the suction base to the chair, then I lowered my hips in place, until my opening was just above the fat head.

Looking Brandon in the eyes, I asked, “Is this what you want? To see me ride a some strangers cock?”

“This is so damn hot.” He said.

I went slowly, giving myself time to adjust to the enormous girth of the shaft. Once I felt it bottom out, I slowly shifted my hips. My pussy spasmed, relishing the feeling of fullness.

I bit my lower lip, trying to silence the moans of pleasure.

“Let it out baby,” Brandon said. “Let me hear how good it feels.”

He had his hand tightly wrapped around his cock, rapidly pumping up and down. I watched as his swollen head, a dark shade of pink, would peek out of his fist and then quickly disappear again.

Rocking my hips back and forth, my body told me I was close.

“Fuck, fuck it feels so fucking good.” I cried out

I had seen men masturbate before and it always got me wet. Knowing that my husband was imagining me with another man, while he jerked off, took it to a whole new level.

I was aggressively pumping my hips now, matching Brandon’s own rapid motions. The dildo slammed deep in me on each downward stroke.

He cried out, “I’m going to cum.”

My hand instantly went to my throbbing clit. When the first thread of cum hit his chest, erupted in an orgasm so powerful I nearly toppled off the chair.

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