It was the worst day at the office. First of all, I got slapped in the face by my co-worker, Linda. Then my boss yells at me and tells me I’m fired unless I get all my paper work done. I needed to do something to get my mind off it all.
Driving on the way home, I thought about the present that my brother gave to me. I was… about 26 when he got me a masturbation toy. Red rubbery lips that would satisfy any man’s needs. I thought about stroking it on my penis, but then I thought that maybe doing it by hand would be better.
It has been three weeks since my last release. I needed to have that wonderful feeling again. I drove up to my house and noticed my wife’s car in the garage. I was a little worried, for her being home was a bad sign. I went in and asked her why she was here so early. She explained that she was seeing a show tonight and had to pick-up the ticket. I understood and headed upstairs. It would be an hour before she was out of the house, and I could hardly wait.
It bahçeşehir escort was seven-thirty by the time she drove away. I watched through the window as she left, and then as quickly as I could I headed upstairs. I was the only person who knew where the red lips were. They were still in the target bag, inside a shoe box which was under some of my dirty laundry. It always worked; my wife never touched my laundry because it always smelled.
I took the red lips and set it on the bed. I stripped down and went into the shower. I felt the hot steamy water drops fall over my sensitive body. After it was done, I dried myself off and headed for the bed. I turned on the tv with the remote on the table next to me. I was lucky, for there was a girls gone wild special happening. I felt my penis start to harden. I grabbed it and felt the warmth of it as it kept on rising.
Once it was fully erected, I used my spit and put the red lips over my penis. It started to feel like millions istanbul escort of feathers tickling my testicles. The pleasure it gave me was almost unbearable. As I kept on stroking, I kept on watching as eighteen year old girls were stripping for the camera on tv. I started to moan and and yell out phrases of joy and pleasure.
As I kept on getting the greatest feeling, my wife out of nowhere came through the door. She had a smile on her face, which quickly turned into a disgusted face. She kept on looking at me, but I couldn’t stop. It was coming and I could feel it. I squeezed my eyes shut and let is squirt! The big shot came out and hit my face. The warm cum felt so strange, but I didn’t care. Then the next two shots came out and then a little drip popped out. I opened my eyes and looked at my wife. She was still in shock, but she watched as my penis started to go downhill.
She quickly yelled and jumped at me. She grabbed my penis and started stroking it. It was escort bahçeşehir so different compared to the red lips. She stroked the head and then the shaft, and then the head again. Then she put her mouth over it and started sucking. It was so good; it had a feeling of torture to it. Torture of pleasure. After sucking it, she let her golden-brown hair down and had it touch my penis. It was so soft and curly. Then she kept on stroking.
It was getting to the point where I would cum again. She kept on stroking and sucking, and unexpectedly, warm cum shot out again and hit her face. She moaned and just looked satisfied. She started licking my penis and all the leftover cum. It was done. She got up and looked at me. I just stayed there on the bed relieved that it was finished. As she was turning to walk away, I asked her why she did all this. She replied with something that would change my sex life with her forever. She said that she just couldn’t let it drop. There was more juice that needed to be pumped out.
She left and went in the shower. I sat up and thought to myself for a minute. Then I went toward the direction of the shower and started to stroke my wife’s breasts. Her nipples were wet and erecting. She started to moan. It was my turn to give pleasure back.