WHILE THE PUSSY’S AWAY…
“You’re telling me you bought this because of your new job?” Stan asked sitting down at the dining room table across from Jessica.
“You know how much traveling I’ll be doing the first few months…” the curly-haired woman said as she to finger the adult toy between them. “…I just figured you shouldn’t be lonely.”
“So you bought me a sex toy.”
“Yeah, well…” and here Jessica reached further across the table to lift the kinky thing in her long hands. “…I mean it is nice, right?”
For not the first time that day Jessica held the _Belladonna Extreme Pussy and Anus_ rubber replica out for inspection. Ok, so maybe it was a bit extreme, probably the most she had ever spent on a sex toy actually, and yes Stan had never laid eyes on one (or so he said) let alone thought of one (for the past five years he had had the very willing real pussy and anus of Jessica to satisfy him) but really, Jessica thought this was something nice a wife could do for her husband. It was a rather compact mold of a porn star spreading her cheeks for _use_, either in her tight little anus or pussy, for whomever would want to avail themselves of the toy.
Yes, this might all be a bit kinky-Jessica would admit that readily enough-but it was also a slightly controlling way for her to keep Stan home where he should be (not that he was for one cheating, but his eyes did wander at times, she knew). She saw the fake pussy and anus almost as a totem, a sexual surrogate, to impress upon her husband how much she cared and at the same time adding a little kinky spice to their lives.
Yes, this little replica was the perfect gift.
“Jesus, Stan, don’t be such a prude,” Jessica said, dropped the rubber piece on the table and stood from her chair.
“In fact…” she continued, reaching down into her purse and plucking out the bottle of lubricant she was planning on hiding until she left for the airport tomorrow.
“…let me see you try it out.” Jessica said tossing the bottle of water-based lube to her hubby.
“Um…” Stan said, his big blue eyes wide, his broad shoulders shaking slightly. “Um…Jess…I…”
“Sure you can masturbate for me, but I can’t watch you fuck that thing?”
“Doncha think this is beyond our usual? I mean, this is getting into a weird area here. I’m not sure I really want to get up on that…”
“Do it…” Jessica said, stepped around the table and lip-locked her tall husband.
“…do it for me,” she said releasing the kiss. Her hand went to Stan’s crotch where he was already tenting in his chinos.
“This way when I call you from the road and you tell you’re up on it I can picture what it looks like and get off with you.”
“Jess…” Stan said but the lubricant in his hand, the mold on the table and Jessica’s big tits pressing up again him as she stood so close rubbing his crotch, what choice did he have, really?
It was the tightness of the thing that had made Jessica (and Stan) the craziest that day and still made them as lust for the sex toy a month later. And as Jessica reached for her cell at the side of her bed, ready to rock herself to orgasm with her nightly phone call to Stan from her hotel room, she hesitated even as the picture of Stan fucking that replica came into her mind as it always did these late nights. She recalled Stan’s little ass clenching, his legs straining as he had got up on the thing that sunny Sunday a month before, writhing slightly, breathing heavy and suddenly growling about how fast he was gonna come now that he had his cock planted in Belladonna’s mold. Jessica had stood there over her husband that day, watching him fuck and loose himself in what he described as a wickedly tight hole and as she lay there on the bed now, her towel loosed from around her voluptuous frame, Jessica squeezed her long legs together, grabbed her big right boob with her left hand and thought about how tonight she’d leave Stan alone with the sex toy and let him enjoy the tightness all by himself as she tickled and touched and enjoyed the idea of him doing so…all by _herself_.
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