“So, what do you wanna watch tonight?” My husband lazily flicks through streaming services. We’ve been bored with the options lately and yet he will continue looking for a solid 20 minutes unless I say something.
“Actually…what if we watched something *after* this time?” I smiled.
“After? After what?” He likes to pretend he hasn’t picked up on my hints, he likes it when I take the lead at times.
“After you leave me a quivering, satisfied mess, of course,” I said, smirking and heading to the bedroom without a backwards glance.
“Okay!” And his eager tone makes me grin.
I could already feel the warmth flooding between my thighs, especially as I had been naked under my robe for the last hour anyway. While husband was in the kitchen getting us water for later, I was lighting a candle and pulling out the toys I was most interested in for the evening–an app-controlled vibrator, a string of anal beads, and our newest addition, nipple clamps. As I laid back against the headboard, letting my legs lay open, my robe exposing my full nakedness, I couldn’t help but begin to gently stroke my damp outer lips in anticipation, swirling my fingertips into the tuft of hair above my clit.
As my lover walked in, I locked eyes with him and kept stroking. My eyes traveled down to the bulge where I could already see his twitching cock coming to full attention at the sight of me. He slowly peeled his shirt off (he knew that move always drove me crazy), showing his long, toned torso and broad shoulders. I moaned slightly and began to finger my clit, just gently making circles with the juices already flowing from me, watching his every move as he stripped down for me.
He laid down in front of me, feet facing the headboard, his breath hitting my hungry pussy at just the right angle to send tingles up and down my body. But instead of touching me, he picked up the nipple clamps, raising an eyebrow mischievously.
“So you want to use these tonight, do you?”
All I could manage was a nod. My nipples were definitely already erect and my body ached for his touch. He played with the chain connecting the two clamps, inspecting the design, making me wait even longer…until finally he sat up and took one breast in his firm grip, squeezing and massaging the plump roundness, making his way to my sensitive nipple. I gasped as he sucked, my hand no longer able to focus on my clit as every part of me focused on the sucking, then the licking, then the slight nibbling. I couldn’t think straight, and we hadn’t even attached the clamps yet!
As if he read my mind, he gave one last lick, a quick pinch between his finger and thumb and then opened the clamp. I bit my bottom lip as I felt the sustained twinge of pain, enjoying the sensation of his control over what I felt. He gave a small tug on the chain connected to the clamp, and grinned as I squeaked. Then he moved to the other breast, lulling me back into that luxurious feeling of his mouth sucking and licking. This time after a quick pinch, he gave my nipple a couple small slaps, making sure it was as fully ready as possible. I inhaled sharply and moaned as he positioned the second clamp, my eyes drifted down to see his firm shaft and swollen head, and my mouth began to salivate just thinking of how it would feel to have my tongue caressing his length.
He tugged on the chain dangling between my full breasts and I squeaked again. He grinned, and tugged again.
“You like that, don’t you,” he said, taking in the picture of my wide-open eyes, lips parted, clamped and bouncing breasts, my splayed legs exposing the wetness glistening over my throbbing pussy.
“Yesss,” I managed to breathe, my back beginning to arch, pushing my breasts further into the spotlight.
Letting the chain drop, he smiled.
“Good,” he said, and picked up the app-controlled vibrator.
I whimpered a little, knowing I was going to have waves of orgasms I couldn’t control, knowing he would edge me closer and closer.
He handed me the toy so I could position it just right while he opened the app on his phone. Then he stretched out between my legs to watch as he played with the patterns and intensities he could send rippling through me, without actually touching me.
He started with a low-level, steady hum that sent my hips gently gyrating instinctively. “Ohh,” I breathed, enjoying every moment. Then he sent the intensity soaring, my back arched, the clamps pinched at my nipples, and I groaned. With a slight move of his finger he sent it back to low-level and I sighed, relaxing again. But not for long. He was intent on playing with me, watching me respond and listening to me get more and more desperate. The pattern changed from steady to pulsing and now I was grinding on the vibrator, my breasts heaving, the chain dangling between them a tickling reminder for him to casually give it a tug right when I was coming down from another back-arching sensation. My eyes were fixated on his full cock, and I indulged in imagining him slamming it into my dripping, aching pussy, over and over and over.
I had to have him, one way or another.
“I want you in my mouth,” I gasped. “I want you all the way in, I want to choke on how big you are right now.”
He couldn’t resist. Setting the vibrator to a consistent pulsing pattern, he sat up and came towards me, that throbbing head and shaft positioned right in front of my mouth. I licked my lips, then licked his tip, loving the warm, slightly salty taste and intoxicated by his scent. Hips still grinding on my toy, I began slipping my eager tongue up and down his length. I paused for just a moment, looking up into his face, loving that he was watching my every move. I grabbed his ass with both my hands and opened my mouth, inching him in, moaning as my clit was still being ravaged, feeling the pinch on my nipples as his thighs pressed on the sides of my breasts. I kept going til he was at the back of my throat. I could barely breathe and it felt so good, oh so good. My throat began to swallow, begging for more of him, my face in his skin and hands gripping his ass until I had to take a breath. I pulled away and nearly choked on how much saliva was covering his cock. It dripped down my chin and onto my chest, glistening there. I wanted it again. And again. And finally, with him deep into my throat, my clit seemed to burn with pleasure from the vibrator, my legs shook, I could feel my walls inside me contract and pulse with desperation, I squealed, the sound muffled by his length inside my mouth, as I came to a full and glorious orgasm. He moaned, feeling my pleasure, and withdrew to stop himself from cumming in my mouth. He wasn’t nearly done with me yet.
After he removed the vibrator and I caught my breath, I started to remove the clamps so I could lay on my stomach. I squeaked in surprise. I didn’t realize taking them off would hurt more than when they were on! He was surprised as well, and helped me relax by gently massaging both nipples in his big hands. It felt so good to have him care, and so good to feel how sensitive I still was, even after the pain ebbed away.
Once he was sure I was okay, he told me to turn around, so I was on my knees, gripping the top of the headboard. I felt a tickle at my asshole and knew he’d picked up the anal beads. I arched my back and reached to spread my cheeks to give him a clear view. The first bead slid in and I couldn’t help but respond to the feeling.
“Mmmmmm,” and my body instinctively pulled the next bead inside.
“What a greedy little asshole you have,” he said, and tugged at the beads. I couldn’t say anything, all I had left were sounds of pleasure, as I writhed under his teasing.
He pressed another bead inside…then pulled out two, making me groan with the sudden shockwave of sensation. It was more than just my ass, it was radiating all through my pussy, all up my spine, it was amazing.
He pushed two, then three, then four beads into me. He jiggled them, tugging just enough to make me grind my hips in the air. Then he pushed the last bead inside…
“*Oh my god,”* was all I had time to say as he hooked both hands over my hips and pulled me half off the bed. He put the tip of his cock just at my opening pussy and slipped in. I could tell he meant to only go a little way in, but I was so wet and so ready to be filled up by him, that he went deep inside right away. I let out a yell of satisfaction–“*oh YES”*–as I felt both my holes filled, and felt him tremble with the effort of not cumming right then. Instead he froze as I started pressing myself back and forth along his throbbing shaft, unable to stop myself, it felt so amazing having him on one side and the beads on the other side of the same glorious spot inside me.
“Can you feel that?” I gasped.
“Yeah,” he responded, a little breathless, to my satisfaction.
And then he couldn’t take waiting anymore. He began thrusting, gripping my hips, pounding his hips into my ass as he slammed his full length in and out. He stopped to adjust his stance for a moment and I begged him to keep going, to not stop. He pulled all the way out, slammed back inside me as a guttural moan escaped my throat. He did it again. And again. And again. My hands were gripping fistfuls of the blankets on our bed, my legs were shaking, both my holes clenching, as he had his way.
Finally, he began the steady rhythm again and this time my groans crescendoed into a scream and he groaned again and again as he came inside me, letting loose all the pent up creaminess that he had, thrust after thrust. The beads slid out of my tight hole as he gave one last grunt and I shuddered with how good my everything felt in that moment.
I felt him completely relax as he bent over me, still pulsing inside me as I throbbed around him. It was our orgasm. It was just about perfect.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/geylwj/our_orgasm_mf_couple
I can’t. This was amazing.
Great story I really enjoyed it.