snippet of SMS conversation. She asks if I want to do "stuff." I agree and call her a total slut.

My wife is the most fuckable girl in the universe

Oh my g-d, we had a great fucking time last Thursday. And then again Sunday night. (I’m going to have to use “fucking” as an adjective a whole fucking lot to tell this story).

The Thursday it took forever to kick in, like we took it at 7:30pm and we weren’t all the way high until about midnight, which is an extraordinarily long time. As usual, there’s no reason for it that stands out. In this case we ate different foods for dinner (we went out), but for both of us, it took a while.

Let me get the product placement out of the way. Recall that we loved the Nu Sensuelle 60SX AMP vibrator, but that it kept breaking down on us. We got one replaced, then the next one broke and the company ignored my emails, so they must think they’ve served the warranty (it was a one year and between the two machines, we got about 18 months of life, so ok). There were a few things about it we liked:

  • Powerful. Lots of speeds from strong to mindblowing.
  • Metal. Doesn’t dissolve in silicone lube.
  • Pointy. I could take the pointy end and put it right on the little inside flower of her clit with precision.

I should explain the second bullet a little. We find, as many others have, that silicone lube damages many silicone tools. Somewhat erratically. I don’t know where I read this, possibly Reddit, but the most convincing analysis I’ve seen is that there are at least two different kinds of silicone. One is used on cheapie sex tools, and that kind dissolves in silicone lube. Not quickly–you won’t notice it the first time. But gradually, the silicone skin of the tool will get looser and thinner. The most immediate impact is they tend to get noisier, which means we have to stop using them. What this means is that as I get out the various lubes and tools, I have to be cognizant of the mixtures. Once I get out the silicone lube, I kind of have to stop with most toys. But the aluminum 60SX AMP doesn’t care! We can use it whenever we want.

So I went down to The Pleasure Chest in Philly, an awesome place where they really know their products, and they recommended the We-Vibe Tango X (note: Amazon seems to have cut me off, so these are not affiliate links). Oh wow, she loves it. It’s more rumbly than the 60SX AMP, which is more buzzy, and it’s very powerful. I think we’ve probably used it for 2-3 hours already, so probably 60-100 orgasms (see About if this is confusing). Importantly, while it has a silicone handle, the business end is a hard plastic that’s fine with silicone lube. And it’s a lot easier to clean the lube off my hands than off her vulva, so even if she wants it after getting lubed up with silicone, it’s less disruptive, I just grab a tissue and wipe off, or wipe them on the sheets or whatever.

Well. What happened that first night is this. She was in a hot little crotchless teddy, white and lacy and innocent-looking except for her cunt being totally exposed. We were getting her off over and over, lots of eating pussy and I was doing great, just super creative and eager and loving it, and lots of We-Vibe Tango X. She had come SO MANY times and was going out of her mind. At some point, I told her it was time to be punished, and she got on her hands and knees to absorb some discipline. I don’t know why, but after a few lashes it occurred to me that I should put the furry handcuffs on her ankles, and the furry collar and leash on her neck.

Now, in the past these things hadn’t really worked. The handcuffs worked a little, but they leave her nearly immobile, and unable to lie on her back or touch me. So they’ve been fun for a minute, but then they get in the way of our flow. The collar in the past had rubbed her the wrong way, literally and figuratively. The leash has worked, just looped against itself and gently placed around her neck (i.e. with enough slack that it would fall off if she pulled at it). But this time, my fucking g-d, they all worked.

There she was, on hands and knees, collar and leash on her neck, ankles bound close together, and I’m whipping her sweet ass while telling her what a naughty girl she is. She asked me, pitifully, “but what did I do?” Well, she had worn some seriously tight pants to dinner earlier, with cute little spiky heels, so I scolded her for turning on all the old men and ladies at the restaurant (and in fact, this is a place where we are usually among the youngest guests), which she hadn’t really done on purpose, but we both knew it was happening. So for acting like such a slutty tease, she deserved many lashes, and she flinched and squirmed with each one, coming a few times. But before long I said “naughty girl, you have to suck my cock to complete your atonement.” What I really meant was that I wanted the hottest little naughty girl in th world in a hot little teddy, ankles bound and neck collared, sucking my cock on hands and knees while I tugged gently on her leash.

I must have chosen the moment that was absolutely just right, and she licked her lips while looking over at my cock. I was about as hard as I can get already and turned on sky high, and I pulled her over, faking some urgency but not overdoing it. When I’m ready like that she just eats me up and loves it, so we get a little feedback loop going where we both just get incredibly turned on. I spend the entire time a) completely loving it b) fighting coming, because usually I don’t want to lose that edge for another hour or more. Reminder that she comes a lot when she takes me deep. Reminder that not a lot of things feel better than your hard cock in your wife’s throat, making her come. (I would say nothing does, but her pussy is just so so sweet. I could never pick one over the other.)

At those times, where I could totally blow my load but knowing it’s kind of early in the session, always in my head I’m wondering, should I just let go and enjoy this, because fuck, it would be a huge fucking orgasm. This time, oh my fucking g-d, she was taking me deeper and deeper, her body lurching with orgasms … I know I’ve said this before but wow, it felt an inch deeper than she’d ever gotten me and I was flying, soaring through space, completely outside of time. I decided to let go. I said “I’m coming” and she tried to pull away because she thought I meant “this instant,” but I tugged on the leash to indicate she should keep going. I let that thing build, and build, and build until finally I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled out, guided her to my left while I twisted to my right and completely fucking blew up, easily the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had from her mouth. Wow.

A minute or two later we were talking about something, probably how great that was, and I admitted it was way too early in the evening for me to be coming. We’d only been going for about an hour and she wouldn’t be done for another 90 minutes or more. But it’s cool … it can be hard for me to stay hard for long after the first time I come, on many nights, but it’s also a little easier just to focus on her. Which I totally fucking did, and in all the ways I ever do gave her 100 more orgasms. In terms of our performance, it was a best-ever.

I’ve mentioned before, there are two kinds of best-ever–one having to do with flow and one having to do with performance. You probably get the idea. Sometimes we just really outdo ourselves (performance) and other times we just have these great nights where everything works all night (flow).

OK, so then a few days later … kind of the same thing! Except I came early from fucking, not throating. It was soooooo good. I don’t think there’s any great way to explain this, but sometimes I’ll be so hard and edging for so long that I just keep pre-coming and she just keeps dripping and mini-squirting and coming over and over and over and we go out of our fucking minds. I was calling her a slut, a bimbo, and she was gasping and coming and at some point I was just like fuck, you really need to take advantage of this moment. Then what I did is completely fucking blow my load, pulling out and spraying it all over her belly and chest, and loved it. Sometimes when I lose it I kind of don’t have the biggest orgasms, because I like being in control I guess, but after the Thursday I decided fuck, just enjoy it, and reader, I did. I totally fucking did.


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