My stomach was full of jitters as I nervously prepared for the evening ahead. My husband lay on the bed clad in only his black silk boxers reading a book. He had no idea about what was soon to happen. I was out of site behind the small divider wall in my bedroom supposedly putting on my pj's. What I was really putting on was a lot more interesting.
I had on my sexiest black silk stockings with a black lacy garter belt attached to them, the creamy smoothness of my thighs contrasting nicely with the material. I had on a tiny pair of black lace panties and my hubby's white button up work shirt unbuttoned enough at the top to provide a clear look at my generous cleavage held up with a black bra.
I knew I looked good but it was the last thing I was putting on that had me nervous. I was carefully strapping around my waist a strap on dildo. It was slender and about 6 inches long curving up gently. I glanced at myself in the full length mirror and felt my face flush with embarrassment. We had experimented sexually before but never like this. I fluffed my short hair and took a deep breath before reaching over and turning out the light.
“Hey, I'm reading!” Andy called irritated. The only light in the room now was the light of the full moon pouring in from the window. Although it was considerably brighter than normal, it was still too dark for him to read. I took one more breath and stepped toward him, a haughty look on my face.
I walked to the end of the bed, the dick strapped to me sticking straight out waiting for his ministrations. I saw the book drop from his hand and his jaw literally dropped as he took in the sight of his wife with a cock between her legs. I swallowed my fear and commanded him to the end of the bed.
He quickly obeyed me moving to sit at the end of the bed his legs over the side and his mouth almost perfectly level with the strap on. “What a good boy you are,” I purred, “Put it in your mouth.” My voice took on a commanding tone. He looked up at me with eyes filled with both uncertainty and arousal. To help in his decision, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face to my dick. “Suck it nasty boy, suck my cock.” I was slightly breathless as I said this, the site of my man with a cock in his mouth was flooding my pussy.
He was gingerly licking and sucking the dildo at first however, with a little persuasion he was soon sucking it hard and deep, my hands were buried in his thick brown hair moving his head back and forth over the now wet cock. “God you're so fucking nasty, look at you Andy sucking a cock. What a sick sick man. Suck it harder Andy, suck my dick hard and fast.” I growled this at him thrusting my hips so that the prick went all the way into his mouth over and over.
I was now moaning in pleasure, my husband 's cock had grown hard and was now pushing it's way from its confines a drop of precum dripping down its head. The strap on had a little hand held controller that would make it vibrate and I was eager to feel it and use it. I pulled from his mouth and looked down at him.
His lips were slightly swollen from the face fucking and his mouth was wet with his saliva, his eyes were glassy with lust and I knew he wanted more. I reached down and caressed his cheek gently and then slapped him a little harder than I meant to. I was shocked at the bolt of power and pleasure that shot through me.
“Turn around and get on your hands and knees, it's time you see what it feels like to be fucked, to be used.” I said nastily already savoring the feeling of domination that was coursing through me.
