Another Dare from the Husband [FM]

I think my husband got energized by reading the responses on the last post. Last night we were walking home from my friend Annie’s who lives right down the street and he casually asked Truth or Dare in that voice he has that shows he has an awesome dare.

We’d just had great dinner and a drinks with friends and we’re walking down a suburban street so I was doubting he’d go nuts, so I said Dare.

“I dare you to wear this the rest of the walk home,” he was smiling and he dug out a small remote control vibrator from his camera bag. It was ribbed and shaped like a lowercase T.

I asked him where he got that. Amazon. Oh ok.

So, not wanting to face a punishment by turning down a dare, I said sure. I stepped behind an SUV parked on the street asked him to spit on it and worked the corkscrew shaped, blue vibrator inside of me while he laughed. The porch light of the house came on, and I pulled my undies up and smoothed down my dress quickly as we walked away from the house.

“When did you buy that?”

“A few days ago.”

We walked along for a few minutes as I grill him about what else he’s bought lately. He’s messing around on his phone, and then it hits. A powerful pulsing from inside of me I didn’t expect. I had to grab on to him so I didn’t fall over it was so sudden.

“Jesus,” I said.

“It was the highest rated. Now, you have to answer three questions and I’ll see how the power levels go if you answer right or wrong.”

I laughed and then he turned on the vibrator full force, it was abrupt and directly against my clit and g-spot and it was way too much, I couldn’t even walk. I stopped and just held on to his arm.

“Are you a good girl?”

He knows that question is an instant turn on for me. I mutter yes.

He says good, and changes the rhythm of the pulsing, it’s deeper and slower. And holy shit. And we still have a block to walk and I’m standing in front of the house of the nice lady who walks our dog sometimes and I didn’t notice she was getting her mail. My husband says hi and asks how she is doing and I’m just trying to hold it together. I mutter a few I’m good’s. And I’m pinching my husbands arm and trying to drag him away because I can feel my panties are totally soaked through and I feel like she can hear the buzzing even though it’s inside of me.

He says so long, and we walk further, I am trying to pick up the pace, but he’s holding my arm back smiling.

“Would you rather I fuck you in the garage with the door open and the lights on, or on the patio with the lights on?”

Both were very exposed and this was a huge kink of his lately, putting me in public and having people see us. His big fantasy he told me was to fuck me up against a window with people inside watching us. We’d gone to swing clubs, but he says it’s not the same.

The pulsing was making it hard to walk and I was taking small steps. I’d taken off my heels to make it easier to walk. He was caring them and swinging them around while toying with the controls on his phone. He turned it up when I didn’t answer.

The garage was so much more exposed, and you couldn’t see out and anyone could drive by. The patio could only be seen by our few neighbors. Knowing his kink, I said garage. He smiled and changed the pulse again. My thing was completely wet and it was damp between my thighs.

He looked at me and lifted my skirt and slid his hand between my legs, “Wow, this thing works huh?”

I nodded, my teeth were clenching too hard to talk. We were standing two houses down from ours. I had both hands on his shoulders and he was holding my hips. I reached down and felt how hard he was.

“Last question, would you rather cum right here or on the front porch?”

He was smiling so much I knew his answer. “Porch,” I gasped out.

He said, go on. I slowly walked barefoot across the yard and stood on our porch facing him, not knowing what to do with my hands.

He was slowly walking towards me, “Take off your panties,” he called out.

I made a shushing gesture and told him to quiet down because the babysitter was inside. He smiled and poked something on his phone and the vibrator went into overdrive. The thing was wiggling inside of me and buzzing hard. I took my thong off and was very aware of the porch lights being on, which we never leave on. He took my panties and stood back and I was leaning against the railing holding it with both hands. I wanted to lay down and curl in a ball it was so strong. I pressed my legs together hard and tried my best not to yell as I felt the orgasm building inside of me.

“Oh my fucking god.” I fell to my knees and hugged the metal railing of the porch. For the first time in a very long time I gushed hard and my thighs were soaked. I could hear juices dripping on the concrete.

“Wow. You haven’t squirted in a while.”

“Turn.It.Off.” I said through clenched teeth.

My husband switched off the vibrator and I reached down and pulled it out of my throbbing sensitive pussy. He was standing next to me and I could see how hard he was through his jeans. I handed him the vibrator and as I was standing and straightening out my skirt the door opened. He quickly hid it behind his back.

Our babysitter was staring, wide eyed at us, “Everything ok out here?”

“She’s drunk,” my husband said.

“Yeah, wasted,” I added.

We walked in the house and I went straight to the shower letting my husband deal with the babysitter. I woozy from one of the most intense orgasms I have had in a really long time. I don’t typically use g-spot vibrators and this one worked way too well.

I was getting undressed when my husband walked in the bathroom smiling, “Did you enjoy that?”

“Jesus, that thing is strong,” I pulled my sweater over my head.

He stepped in and kissed my bare chest and pulled me close to him, gripping my ass. He whispered in my ear, “I dare you to go get a beer for me from the garage.”

“You’re the worst,” I smiled at him thinking I was silly for not seeing this coming.

When I opened the fridge in the garage, I laughed when the garage door started opening. He stepped into the garage, fully nude, hard as a rock. I intercepted him and pulled him to the front of his jeep, where I bent over and said, make it quick.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a7wzg9/another_dare_from_the_husband_fm