I woke with a start, only to realize that we were on an extended weekend vacation.  I didn’t need to worry about going to work. 

I relaxed and suddenly remembered everything we had done last night.  It was amazing.  It was fantastic.  It was incredible…thinking about it got my cock swelling…

I had showered earlier after working out and was wearing a silk dressing robe.

I quietly entered the bathroom, the door being ajar, and saw you standing in front of the vanity, a glass of wine in one hand, wearing nothing but a flesh-tone sheer thong.  I moved to your back and pushed my pelvis up against your backside.  You jumped a bit, but then quickly responded by pushing your butt against my groin. Turning to me, you wrapped your arms around my neck and proceeded to fuck me with your tongue.  My cock responded and bulged against your abdomen.

You led me to the bed, where you pushed me down, and proceeded to kiss me from my neck to my knees.  You took special pains to thoroughly enjoy my erect nipples.  Kissing your way down my abdomen, you proceeded to play with my engorged cock.  You fondled my balls, and stroked my member, all the while getting me hotter and hotter.

I rolled you on your back, ripped off the thong, and proceeded to reciprocate, sucking each nipple in turn.  I worked my way down to your smooth pussy and began to kiss around your clit.  Never touching it directly, I managed to make you moan.  I played with you for a few minutes and knowing that we were not on any time restraint, I offered that we sixty-nine.  You were readily agreeable, and so we spent a bit enjoying each other.  I remember then kneeling up and grabbing your favorite vibrator, and I applied it to the areas around your clit. As hoped, your clit was erect as it could be, sticking out of its hood, moistened with your juices and my saliva.  I worked the vibrator bit by bit towards your clit, and then up and down your juicy folds.  In an amazingly short time, you arched your back, caught your breath, and exploded.  As you came, I fingered your pussy, rubbing your G-spot.  As you began to settle down, I spread your legs and pushed my pulsing cock into your incredible, hot, wet, velvety sex.  I was so turned on, that I only lasted a few minutes, shuddering as I shot load after load into your hot pussy.  As I caught my breath, I looked down at you and gave you a lingering kiss.  About to climb off of you, you stopped me, and grabbing my shoulders, you pushed me down.  “You have some cleaning up to do,” you said with a wicked smile.  Now we had imagined this scene many times in the past, but this was the first time we had ever done it.  I slid down between your legs.  You spread your lips with your fingers, and I began to lick your pussy, filled with your juices and my cum.  Actually, pretty tasty.  Despite having just had an amazing orgasm, I was really enjoying it. 

As I licked you, you moved one hand to your breast, and began to pinch a nipple.  The other hand began to massage around your clit, first slowly, and then faster and faster.  I was mesmerized.  Watching you jack off was a huge turn-on for me, so I knelt next to you, staring at your pussy. As I watched, my cock responded in kind, again swelling to somewhat of a painful engorgement. I began to stroke myself, and as I did, I saw you staring at my hard-on, all the while as you pleasured yourself.

You didn’t take long, and suddenly you came, squirting a bit of pussy juice on the bed sheets.

Watching you sent me over the edge, and suddenly I was spurting my jism on your belly.

After cumming for the second time in so few minutes, I collapsed next to you.  I guess I passed out.  The last thing I remembered is what you said: “Tomorrow night I have a surprise for you!”

Oh, what a night!

………………

Saturday started with a freshly brewed cup of coffee.  I had slipped downstairs while my wife was still sleeping.  I made the coffee, knowing that its aroma would find its way to the bedroom.

I wandered around the kitchen, wearing that same silk robe and nothing else. I had freshened up in the bathroom before heading for the kitchen, and I was feeling amazing after the previous night’s exploits.

I sat at the kitchen counter, sipping coffee and reading the news on the internet, when my wife suddenly appeared in the doorway.  She was wearing a smile, and not much more.  That thong I had taken from her was back on, but in all fairness, it only heightened the sexual look she brought with her.  Who doesn’t like seeing a shaved pussy hiding behind a tiny sheer thong?  It’s like window dressing.  Always a turn-on.  She walked over to me, and proceeded to kiss me like there was no tomorrow.  Our tongues met, danced, and wrestled with each other.  My cock stirred, and her nipples strained against my chest.  Then suddenly, she pulled away, again with that wicked smile on her face.

“Hold that thought,” she said.  “We have all day to play and play we will.  I want this to last and last.”

Ouch!  Even after two great orgasms last night, my cock was at full attention.  What a weekend we’re having, I thought.  I’m already fantasizing about how many “weekend vacations” we can cram into our busy lives.

“Today, we’re going shopping,” she said. 

Shopping?  For what?

“You know that adult shop downtown?  We’re going there!”

Wow!  I love that shop.  Haven’t been there for a few months, so this was going to be a fantastic road trip. 

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At the adult store, she said, “Stay in the car and wait for me. I’ll only be a few minutes.”

I wondered what my wife was looking for in the shop.

True to her word, she came out of the store after a very short time, carrying a fairly large shopping bag.

“What’s in the bag?” I asked.

“You’ll just have to wait until we get home to see.  It’s a surprise.”

When we arrived home, even though it was only about noon, she pulled out a bottle of wine and poured two generous glasses. Taking the shopping bag to the dining room table, she pulled out another bag that was inside the first and set it aside.

“That’s mine,” she said.  “The rest is yours.”

I opened the bag to find four more bags.  Each was tightly closed, and three were fairly bulky. The fourth was very small.

“These are surprise gifts for you, from your loving and adoring wife.  You can pick one and open it, and we’ll save the others for another time.  Whatever you pick will be something that we enjoy today.  Maybe tomorrow we’ll try another gift.”

I was speechless and aroused at the same time.  My cock was twitching in my shorts.  Sex gifts for me?  We’re going to enjoy them?  One at a time?  Holy shit!  I won the lottery!

I sipped my wine, with a big smile on my face.  I didn’t know where to start.  So, I simply grabbed the one closest to me.  Like Christmas morning, I ripped open the bag, and there inside was a sizable butt plug.  Now we had dabbled in butt play in the past, and my wife knew that I was interested in more adventurous anal exploits, but this was a big step for her, and us.

“I hope you’ll like it.  It vibrates in various ways and rotates.  It’ll stimulate your prostate to the max; at least, that’s what the sales lady told me.  Now, go, shower, and oh, take the tiny package with you, and hurry back.”

I picked up the tiny package and off I went. I showered, shaved (face and pubes), and opened the little bag.  Inside was a sheer male G-string, white in color.  It was the tiniest covering I had ever imagined.  I tried it on, and it barely covered my balls, not to mention my enlarged cock.  But looking at myself in the mirror, I thought this would be just fine.  I slipped the robe back on, sprayed a bit of cologne on, and headed back to the dining room.

She was waiting for me, wearing a crotchless G-string made of nothing, and a sheer top made of almost nothing.  Her erect nipples protruded through what was supposed to be a baby doll. She had her wine glass in one hand, and her phone in the other.  I paused at the door, and she immediately took a picture of me, with my erect cock sticking out of the G-string.

“We’re going to enjoy reviewing this later.  I’ve already taken a few “selfies” of myself.  I fancy myself as a photographer.”  She was wearing a sheer baby doll outfit, flesh-colored, with a black and tan crotchless thong. Her swollen lips were protruding from the thong…something that made me go wild.

“Get on the couch,” she said.  I saw that there was a towel on the cushion, and I figured that I should lay on it.  My lover gently eased me back and proceeded to spread my legs. She grabbed the string of my G-string and pulled it to the side, exposing my clean-shaven crotch and ass.  She produced a bottle of lube and proceeded to lubricate both my ass and the butt plug.  She pushed the plug into my ass, slowly, to not cause discomfort.  There was a sense of fullness and pressure, and initial pain, but the pain quickly passed.  Suddenly I was aware of all these crazy sensations as the plug pushed up against my prostate.  She picked up a remote control and pushed a button.  Immediately I felt a surge of vibrations in my ass, and all the way to the tip of my cock.  I could feel the motion in my ass, and I assumed it was the rotations she mentioned.  I lay back, and my eyes probably rolled back in my head.  I heard her snapping pictures, presumably of me with the butt plug fully inserted. She pushed my G-string to the side, and stroked my cock, already dripping with pre-cum. 

“Oh, we can’t waste that, can we?”  She reached down and grabbed my cock and began to lick it slowly.  I was going crazy.  Sensations from my ass to my cock were over the top.  After a few moments, she got up and straddled me.  She guided my dick into her wet pussy right through her crotchless thong.  She began to slowly ride up and down, and gradually picked up speed.  Inasmuch as I had enjoyed two orgasms the evening before, I had some staying power, but with her fucking me, and the vibrations and movement in my ass, I wasn’t going to last long.

She rode my rod for several minutes, as she caressed her nipples.  Finally, she picked up speed, and simultaneously began to rub her clit.  In only moments, she was moaning and finally screaming.  I lost control and unloaded my jizz into her dripping cunt.  I felt a spasm around the butt plug with every spurt of my cream. It was a totally new and surprising sensation, but rather pleasant.

The love of my life slid off my shrinking pole, leaving a pool of our juices on my groin, and snuggled up to me.  She had turned off the vibrations and movements, but the plug was still in.  I decided that was fine.  We were holding each other, and I was enjoying a new sensation.