I felt his lips make contact with the back of my neck, causing me to thrust my ass back against his crotch. I could feel his hardening cock straining to be set free from the confines of his jeans. I felt his hand slide down my breast and onto my stomach. I couldn’t tell if it was him moving it or me, but it was starting to feel really good.
“Mmmm,” I moaned as I felt his hand brush over my mound and down between my legs.
He whispered in to my ear as I felt him put pressure against my pussy, causing me to squirm a little, pressing my pussy into his hand. “I would love to watch someone tease you like this right here!”
I thrust my pelvis into his hand and pulled his hand up into my pussy even harder, grinding my panties into the crack between my lips. “I would love to have you watch me do that!” I practically panted out into the air.
I could feel my knees getting weak as he continued to tease me. “Maybe you could be in front of me kissing me as he kissed the back of my neck and played with my pussy!” I whispered out.
“I would love to do that!” He said as he thrust his hard cock up against my ass.
I could feel my thong slipping deeper between my lips, until it made contact with my clit. I would have lost my balance had he not been holding me so tightly. I turned my head as far around as I could, then felt his lips touch mine. I was getting soo close to cumming, I could feel it. I started imagining a stranger behind me kissing my neck and playing with my breasts as my husband held me close from the front, kissing my lips. I could feel both hard cocks pressed up against me, wanting to be free from their confines, wanting to slip effortlessly into my soaking wet pussy.
“How bad do you want to feel two big hard bare cocks slipping into your pussy at the same time?”
“I would love that! I want to feel that so badly right now! I would settle for just one right now!”
“Soon baby! As soon as we get home I want to slam my hard cock deep inside of you!”
“Why not now?” I purred into his mouth as I pulled his hand up away from my pussy and towards the waist band of my jeans. I got his hand just under the waistband, wanting him to feel the skimpy little panties that I had on, hoping I could get him to fuck me hard right then and there, but just as his hand slipped inside of my jeans, he pulled away, leaving me breathing deeply and very unsatisfied.
“That’s all for now,” he said.
I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me. I wrapped one leg around his and pressed my breasts and pussy up against him, wanting to feel more, wanting him to take the hint that I was his now.
I felt his arms wrap around me and his kissing getting stronger. I felt his hard cock press up against my jeans. I ran my hands up his bare back, then slid my nails down, feeling him press forward into me. I had him right where I wanted. I started walking us back towards the bed, lifting his shirt up off him as we did.
His legs hit the back of the bed and we both tumbled slowly onto the bed. I slid myself up his body, feeling his cock slip nicely between my legs, putting just enough pressure on my pussy to drive me even higher.
I felt his hands on my thighs as I started to grind myself into his cock, wishing I had worn a dress or a skirt so I could feel more of it. It was at that moment that I remembered I needed to put my diaphragm in.
I kissed him deeply, pressed my pelvis down onto him as hard as I could, then pulled back. I knew if I didn’t stop now, I would end up pregnant before the trip and that wasn’t what I wanted and I certainly didn’t want to go to bar with it in me and his cum dripping out of me all night. “Dammit!” I thought as I got back up.
“What happened? Why did you stop?” He asked.
“I know how bad you want to get to the game and I don’t want to keep you from it,” I said lying through my teeth.
“It wouldn’t have taken me long…” He shot back.
“Well, then maybe this is for the better. I might be able to get you to leave after the game this time! I do have to work tomorrow.”
“You have a point,” He said as he stood up and started putting his shirt back on.
I walked up behind him, wrapped my arms around his chest and up over his shoulders, pulling him down and into me, and kissed his neck gently. “I loved your little story though. It got me really hot. I even pictured that happening,” I whispered into his ear.
I ran my hands down his chest, past his stomach, down to the front of his jeans, feeling the outline of his very stiff cock. I grasped it gently, then stroked it slowly. “Some day I will make your wish come true!”
I felt his cock jump in his pants and a heavy sigh escape his lips. “Did you just cum?” I asked, almost insulted but still stroking his cock.
“Almost, but no, I didn’t.”
“Good, you need to save that for when you and your friend are deep inside of me, I wouldn’t want him to have the only chance at making me preg….” I trailed off, remembering he didn’t know what I had planned for the trip. I was hoping he wouldn’t catch it, but he spun around quicker than I had ever seen him move before.
“WHAT? Where did that come from?”
“What? I can’t have my own fantasies?” I said almost defiantly.
“Of course, but I thought you didn’t like that part of my stories?”
“I guess you are starting to wear me down.”
“Really? Does that really turn you on?”
I could feel my pussy throbbing in my jeans and to be honest, ever since I stopped taking the pill, the more he teased me when we had sex about that, the more turned on I got. I couldn’t let him know that though, so I just said “it turns me on a little.”
“I might have to take out BOB tonight if that’s the case!”
“You might!” I said, as I looked at him, winking as I turned to head out the door.
BOB is the name my husband gave to the best looking and feeling fake cock I had ever felt in my life. Minus the spurting of cum inside of me, it felt real. Last time he used it on me, he had me get on my hands and knees, facing the head of the bed. When he touched it to my skin, it felt so real, I imagined it was one of my co-workers lining up behind me to slip his cock into me. It had me so hot the way my husband slid it in and out, that I could feel his balls slapping up against my pussy. When I heard my husband say he was about to cum, asking where I wanted it, I yelled “Inside of me”. I slid my ass back onto it as hard as I could and came all over it, pretending it was filling my bare pussy up with cum.
I have actually used BOB a couple times after my husband and I finished having sex and he fell asleep, imagining it all over again. I swear I can feel it pulse inside of me as I cum, even though I know it isn’t doing that. Needless to say, I like BOB and I wouldn’t mind him using it on me tonight, and every night.
Just as I got to the kitchen, I realized I needed to pee badly. I slipped into the spare bathroom, pulled my jeans down, feeling my panties pull free from my wet pussy. I used a towel and tried to dry them off as best as I could, but they felt cold and damp when I pulled them back on still. I thought about just taking them off, but couldn’t. Instead I pulled them up between my lips tighter and pulled my jeans on. “Should make for an interesting night,” I thought as I walked out of the bathroom and grabbed my husband’s hand and walked out the door.