Good Sex Gets Better When the Strap On Comes Out

Let me fuck you.
Let me fuck you.

I don’t know if it’s the seasons changing or what but something is definitely in the air and my wife and I have been having some great sex lately. It’s not that we’ve been having sex more often, it’s just been hotter when we do it.

And the last time we had sex (a couple hours ago, as I write this) didn’t break this pattern. But this time, the strap on came out.

We were in the midst of some intensely connected fucking. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, pulling me into her. My thrusts were slow but deep, grinding into her, each time causing both of us to moan, both of us pushing into each other to get as deep as we could.

Her hands moved up my back to hold my neck as we kissed like teenagers that don’t know how. Our mouths open and tongues deep.

Her hands moved down my back and she grabbed my ass. “Let me fuck you.”

I wasn’t expecting it but the suddenness of the idea wasn’t a bad thing.

We untwined and she got the strap-on out of the closet. This is our second one and I guess I should write a review about both of them (we/I enjoy both).

I stood up and asked her to suck my cock first. Her mouth around me, her tongue on my balls felt great.

She stood up and kissed me, pushing me back onto the bed. My legs back, she knelt between them with her left hand stroking my cock and her right hand applying lube to my asshole.

I squirted some more lube (I guess I should review the lube we use too) onto her hand and she stroked it over her silicon phallus. Looking down, she lined the toy up with my asshole.

This part always goes very slowly, mainly because I’m very vocal about what’s happening to me. During entry, I’m issuing a non-stop string of instruction to let her know whether to keep pushing, to hold back, to add more lube, etc. I think this is very important for anyone in the receiving position to be in control.

Anyway, once we got that silicon inside me, she started moving. As always, stroking my cock as she fucked me, I realized we had completely exchanged roles from 10 minutes before. My legs wrapped around her, kissing her deeply, my moans left me unconsciously.

Pretty soon, I was cumming all over my belly, her hand was a sticky mess and she was whispering to me. “I love fucking your ass.”

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