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I am nervous. We have talked about this moment for months. I have thought about this moment much longer, likely since I was a teen. The moment has arrived and I know my life will not be the same after, I know I will not be the same after. To a certain degree this brings a calm, but it also comes with a load of uncertainty. I arch my neck up to look into my wifeâs eyes. I sense she can sense the fear in my eyes, and she smiles. A comforting and soul refreshing smile, I feel better. The anxiety of the approaching moment begins to reside and I begin to drink in her naked body. I stare at her breasts and their perky thick nipples and begin to let my gaze drift down her body. By the time I reach her belly button I feel fine, and by the time I reach her barely concealed vagina, covered only by a small thong I am no longer thinking about how I am, who I have to be, I am fully in the moment. I know without a doubt that whatever happens tonight we will only grow closer. Both of us allowing the other to be themselves without hesitation, without judgment.
She approaches me and I have to crane my neck up to look to her face, my head at about her waist level. She says âI saw your eyes a moment ago, are you ok?â. I hungerly glance down at her body and then back up to her eyes and reply âyes, for a moment there I felt completely lost and I wasnât sure if I could go through with tonight.â. âDonât worry we donât need to do this, regardless of what happens or doesnât happen tonight Iâll always love youâ she replied. âI know and I realized that as I looked at you, I am so excited about tonight, Iâve dreamt of this since before I can fully rememberâ. She glanced down at my erect cock, âyou look ready, are you sore at all, are the restraints too tight, do your hands have good circulation?â. I was currently restrained in a pillory, a strange dream of mine that had an even stranger origin. When I was a child, before I knew about sex let alone BDSM I had watched a Scooby Doo movie, Scooby Doo and the Hex Girls. And ever since I had seen that movie I had subconsciously craved and also repressed a desire for strong women and submission. I glanced at my hands and flexed them and then looked up at her, âeverything feels fine, I canât wait, how long until they are here?â. âShouldnât be more than 15 minutes or so, do you want to go over anything beforehand?â. I replied âdonât forget that my safe word is rainbow and if my mouth is obstructed look for my fingers crossed, otherwise I wish we could start nowâ.
âWell tonight isnât just about you, Iâm looking forward to some fun of my own tonight, do you want to get me as ready as you seem to be?â she answered with a knowing glance at my fully erect penis. Before waiting for my obvious reply she turned around, her ass a foot from my face and bent over. I strained my head in order not to miss a second, she knew her ass was my favorite part about her sexually and she knew how to accentuate it for my pleasure. As she bent over I caught glimpse of a heart shaped buttplug mostly hidden by her thong. As she began to slide her thong down her hips, more of it came into view. It was the buttplug I had bought her for valentines this year, I had a matching one currently in my own butt. She continued to slide her thong slowly down her legs, my eyes following it, but ever so often glance up to her ass, and her now uncovered vagina. I wasnât sure if it was my imagination or not, but I felt like I was salivating.
She raised a leg slightly and grabbed her thong, quickly unhooking it from her other leg. In one smooth motion she straightened up and turned around. She brought her thong up to my face, âhow do I smell?â. She loved this little question, and always asked me it, and I always replied the same âincredible, but I want the real thing, I want to bring you pleasureâ. It always sent a small shiver through her body as it did now. She said âstart with my ass please, pull out the plug with your mouth and suck on it for meâ. As she said this she again turned around and bent over, taking two small steps back all of a sudden her ass was pressed against my face, I could feel the warmth of her body and the cold metal of the plug. She must have put it in just before coming into the room. I could smell her freshly washed body, we had spent the previous four hours shaving and washing one another inside and out in preparation for tonight. I also caught a subtle hint of vanilla and guessed that she had used the scented lube for the plug. Now only centimeters from my face I saw the traces of the lube around the buttplug. I gingerly stuck my tongue out to touch the plug and did taste the faint taste of vanilla. I took the base of the plug in my mouth, gripping it with my lips, my chin resting on her silky smooth vagina. I begin to suck on the buttplug and the act of sucking it causes it to pulse in and out of her ass. I am at the perfect angle to the buttplug beginning to come out and her asshole expanding to accept it and then it quickly sucks it back and and her asshole closes back up and it becoming obscured from my view by my lips.
I continue to do this, bringing it farther and farther out, knowing this is setting her on fire. I see her intentionally clenching her ass muscles to maximize the feeling. Finally I bring it about three quarters of the way out and instead of pulling the plug back into her, her ass begins to expel it. I hear a sigh from her, and I look down and can see that her asshole is closed tightly, beautifully pink and shiny from the lube. I am left holding a fairly large buttplug just by my lips, my wife reaches around and grabs the buttplug from my mouth. She looks over her shoulder at me and slowly with a mischievous look in her eye begins to lick her plug. She takes it fully in her mouth, gives it a good suck and places it on the ground beside her. She then forces her ass aggressively on my face, I love when she gets aggressive like this. I begin to lap at her asshole like a thirsty dog, licking up every trace of the flavored lube. I hear her begin to moan, and feel her fingers by my chin rubbing her clit harder and harder. I begin to try to work my tongue into her asshole, but with my hands restrained away from her ass I had no way to spread it open. I am consumed by an all encompassing need to work my tongue into her ass and do my small part to bring her to orgasm.
Either she somehow senses my desire or she too desperately wants my tongue in her asshole as she nears her orgasm and she pulls her left butt check out, which I notice creates a tiny gap in her asshole. I am enamored for a moment with the fact that she is able to balance like this, bent over, her one arm still rubbing her clit, her other allowing me access. I quickly forget about this accomplishment and return to licking her ass. I hungrily work the tip of my tongue into her slightly gape asshole. I straighten it as much as possible and begin attempting to thrust it in as far as I can. My whole body begins to work towards this effort and the legs of the pillory begin to rise from the floor. My wife begins to let out low moans and I can tell she is close to cumming. I wish my hands were released so I could finger fuck her to help her along. I see and hear her tell-tale signs of an orgasm approaching, her moans begin to become breathless and she starts to moan my name. In these moments she has a tendency to pull away from the pleasure and often I will have to hold her still, I begin to worry that with me restrained she will lose the climax of the orgasm, to my surprise she pushes into me. For the next few seconds I do all I can eating her ass to help her. She lets go of her ass and begins to strain her back and I know it will come any moment now. Just as I think this her body begins to spasm and she pulls away. She gets on down on the floor on all fours and rolls over, lying on her back, legs splayed. I can see she is covered in her wetness. For the first time since we began I notice the throbbing feeling in my penis, I can tell I am leaking precum. I feel as if I want to thrust into empty space. My wife gestures towards my penis. âNot yet I want I don't want to waste the build upâ I say
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