This took place the same night as my strip club story. That tale was getting a little bit long but you can find it in my post history.
After leaving the strip club and getting my lap dance, I was feeling horny as fuck. We took an Uber back to our hotel and my husband slid his hand up my dress in the back seat. As I mentioned in that story, I wasn’t wearing panties, which gave him easy access to my pussy. His fingers ran up and down my juicy lips, teasing me, and occasionally slipping a finger inside.
Once at the hotel and in our room, I changed into some lingerie while he opened a bottle of champagne. He poured us each a glass and I sat on the bed while he took pictures of me.
He asked me to play with myself and I did. I used one hand to slip my thong to the side and finger my pussy, while the other hand held my champagne as I kept drinking it. I started with one finger, then two fingers, and finally three fingers, working in and out of me. He likes it when I squeeze more fingers inside and I could see the lust building in his eyes.
My champagne was quickly empty and I asked him for the bottle, setting my glass to the side and drinking straight from the bottle. He asked me to play with the bottle and I was eager to please him so I stuck the mouth of the bottle down against my pussy lips and rubbed it around. He continued taking pictures of me and began rubbing his growing dick through his underwear.
I stuck the tip of the bottle inside my pussy, slowly at first, and then pushed deeper and deeper. At first it was just the neck of the bottle, perhaps 4 or 5 inches. I worked it in and out and pushed deeper until the tapered part of the bottle was inside me. I laid back and closed my eyes, fucking myself in and out and pushing it as far as my little pussy would allow.
My husband asked me for a drink so I pulled it out and handed it to him. The entire neck of the bottle was covered in my juices and it was still about a third full with champagne. He drank from the bottle and then licked my pussy which was also oozing champagne.
He asked me to flip over and he held the bottle upright against the bed while I lowered myself on it. I fucked it harder and harder, feeling it stretch my insides out.
Eventually it was too much and I just needed his dick inside me. There’s something comforting and oh so satisfying about having his dick. I got off the bottle and drank the remaining champagne, tasting myself in the process. I laid back on the bed and asked him to fuck me.
He wasted no time plunging his rock hard dick into me. I was somewhat stretched out and fully lubed up with champagne so there wasn’t much resistance but it still felt great. He fucked me hard as I thought about everything that had transpired that night – the strip club, the lap dances, the champagne bottle. It felt like heaven. It didn’t take him long to come and he unloaded deep inside me.
We laid there for a few minutes and then cleaned up. We passed out almost immediately, which would often be the end of the story, except that he woke me up in the middle of the night with his hard dick pressed against my ass. I was sleeping just in panties so I slid them down enough for him to push back inside me. He fucked me again in the spooning position, which happens to be one of my favorites. He came inside me again, I went to the bathroom, and then we fell back asleep, both naked, with me wrapped in his arms.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yndqhe/fm_fucking_a_champagne_bottle
Are you a dude? And have you ever had champagne? You tip the bottle and slosh it in and out of a pussy and you have a pressure problem on your hands.
And if you think champagne will be a decent lube you’ve never tried fucking in a shower or a bath…
Also, “somewhat stretched out” and “wasn’t much resistance” really screams “dude who is concerned about loose pussy”.
I hope I’m wrong! Maybe these are just little embellishments.