Overdue For A Wet Mess

Colin and Becks had been talking about spicing up their marriage for a while. Nothing was wrong, per say, but after 20 years, things had been feeling a little stale, and they both agreed it was time to add something new to their drawer filled with goodies. Not only had everything in there been used hard and left behind wet and satisfied, or, rather, they had, but it had been a while since either of them had felt that way, and, they were both in agreement that not only were they going to spice things up, but they were going to try something new entirely.

What sparked this new found realisation was when Becks happened to be scrolling her social media feeds one day and came across some friends laughing about and sharing that review for the newest sex toy craze, the rose toy, and Becks realized there might be a lot more things on the market these days that they had yet to experiment with.

Yes, that toy, and that review, that viral one from the other year that had everyone laughing but also left shocked and in awe by what a toy made to touch you with nothing but air could actually do to you, and make you feel.

Becks was really curious what all the drama and fuss was about, and Colin was eager for them to find out for themselves, as the way the reviews were wrote had him very curious just what it was about this small little toy that doesn’t go inside of you that made all these women lose their minds, and their breaths, and soak the bed sheets. He wanted to see it for himself, in action. In fact, he wanted to use it himself, he wanted to see if he could make his wife react in the same manner that the woman from the review had. Multiple times. It had been far too long since he’d been coated in the tasty nectar of his wife, had heard the throaty cries she made when he pushed her past her limits, and forced her to cum for him over and over again. It had been too long since he’d taken control and used her body in the ways it was made for, and today he planned to change that.

So, he sent Becks off to the closest adult store in town to grab one, and in the meantime, he set to work on two things; getting the bedroom ready for play time, the kind of playtime that he had in mind, which involved restraints, lube and towels, and doing some research of his own, making sure he was familiar with the kind of toy it was and exactly how to use it.

When Becks returned a short time later, a bag in her hand and a skip in her step, filled with excitement and eagerness to explore, she found her husband ready there waiting for her, wine in hand, one for her, one for him, music on, house tidy and the mood set. Taking the bags from her, they chatted for a few minutes, kissed a little, and although it was obvious to Colin that she was already ready to go, he denied her, pushed her away, and told her to go take a shower and get ready and meet him in the bedroom, naked, in 10 minutes. No more, no less.

While she did that, Colin used the time wisely, opened up the new toy, checked it out and confirmed to himself how it worked, made sure it was charged (it was, though when he was good and ready and had cleaned it off, he plugged it in and left it there, because it couldn’t help to be too charged, no one wanted a toy to die part way, especially not Becks tonight), and got everything else ready. He was a man with a plan. He would get his in due time, and it was going to be oh, so good, in fact, he might get his first and then again after with the way he felt, excited like a teenager, but for the most part, this was not about him at all. This was about her. Just thinking about tying her up and making her cum with pleasure over and over again tonight, giving her something she needed, something they both needed, was such a thrill.

Becks was prompt, for a few reasons. She wasn’t going to waste any more time than she had to, and wouldn’t have even bothered with the shower if it was up to her, because it felt like a form of torturous edging, although she supposed that’s what Colin had in mind. However, the whole trip to the store had been a trip in edging as it was, and she was already worked up and ready to go. She wasn’t sure if he meant to delay or punish her if she was late, and she was in no mood to find out.

10 minutes later on the dot she emerged from the ensuite bathroom, naked and dripping wet, eagerness all over her face, and stood in the doorway to look over what he’d laid out on the bed, then watched him, waited for him to tell her what to do next, surprised to find that he wasn’t as ready as she was.

Colin was not naked, however that didn’t mean he wasn’t ready. He had a raging hard on, he could feel the precum leaking into his boxers. Instead of joining her, he took her in his arms, kissed her again slowly, ran his hands all over her arms and skin, feeling goosebumps form underneath his hands, her wet body trembling against him, while telling her to hold her hands still and not touch him back. He took his time and was agonizingly slow, tweaking her nipples, softly at first, working her up, teasing her with his tongue, touching, tasting, softly, never with too much pressure or too much force, not enough to give her what she needed, enough to keep her hovering, and a moan came from the back of her throat. Just the start of all the moans he wanted to hear from her tonight.

Then he pulled away and demanded she get on the bed, and lay down on her back.

With just as leisurely of a pace, he took his time as he eyed her up hungrily while tying her up spread eagle style, her back draped over where he had a towel spread out below her with pillows to prop her up and keep her comfortable, laying her back with her body upwards in a delicious arch, opening her up to him, knowing there was a very good chance that she was going to make a very wet mess. At least, he planned to try. He stared at her mouth a minute, debating whether to stand beside her and make her please him first, spreading that wet little pout of hers and using her mouth for his own pleasure, taking his cock out and stroking it, pressing the head against her pretty lips, forcing his way inside, just to get this ache out of the way, but he decided to wait. If he was edging her like this and planning to use her thoroughly once she was even past her pleasure point, he could torture himself a bit by waiting too. Denied gratification would be good for both of them.

Becks laughed, breaking the mood, commenting on how he planned to use the toy on her without her being able to do anything about it, while giving her arms a little shake in her restraints, as if to test how well she was restricted. Colin had made sure she was comfortable, but she wasn’t going anywhere.

Colin chuckled back and told her that was only half the plan. Really, he wanted to see how many times he could make her cum with it, after she told him to stop.

Before she could reply, he took a pair of her dirty panties he had removed from the laundry and stuffed them into her mouth, watching her eyebrows lift in astonishment as he lightly patted her lips.

Once she was immobile and gagged, he went back to the slow, sensual teasing and touching of her body. He took his sweet time, not giving in until she was thrusting up off the bed, moaning into her underwear, begging him with her body since she couldn’t use her words. He loved the sound of her muffled cries of pleasure, knowing he would be hearing all kinds of sounds tonight.

The bed beneath her was already starting to get wet, and Colin made a joke about how he knew to be prepared and put the towel down. All she could do was moan into her gag, turning her head to the side, resigned to this fate of undenied release, this long, slow build up spreading through her entire body.

Eventually he started to touch her with his fingers, softly explored her, felt her wet folds part for him as he slid his fingers in and out of her. He moved over between her legs, got himself comfortable and began to eat her out. Colin told her she could cum if she wanted to, because he planned to make her cum all night, but for now he just wanted to savor her for a moment. With that, he went back to making long slow teasing licks, bringing her to the brink over and over, not letting her cum, even though he told her she could, always slowing down and pulling back as he felt her build up again, almost like he knew her body enough to know what to do.

Finally he pulled back a bit, put his fingers back into her and began to fuck her with them roughly, lowering his mouth back down to her clit, not stopping this time, giving her exactly what she needed, bringing her to a powerful orgasm that left her panting behind her make shift gag.

Colin lifted his head up and grinned at her, his chin and beard glistening in her juices. I’m just getting started, he told her. I wanted to make sure I got one good one without the toy so I remembered what I was working with. Now I want to compare that to this.

He went back to worshiping her body, giving her time to cool down and then come back into excitement, not paying too much attention to her clit but mostly working his tongue and fingers inside of her, and down around her sensitive backdoor. He wanted her excited, but not overstimulated. She would be soon enough.

He had read enough reviews to know that just because it didn’t use touch, but rather air pulse, didn’t mean sooner or later she wasn’t still going to be grabbing at the sheets and crying out for him to stop. Or, at least, attempting to, which is why he restrained her in the first place. He wanted to see what kind of orgasm she had after that, after she was begging for him to stop, after her body was wet and sweaty and shaking. It had been way too long since they had pushed one another like this, and the mood was taking him places he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Her nipples were rock hard pebbles. Reaching over and grabbing the toy, Colin turned it on the lowest setting and used it on them first, alternating back and forth with the toy and his mouth. Becks was putty on the bed as the toy pulsed and sucked on her, moaning, groaning, thrusting herself upwards. Imagining what it would feel like gripping around her swollen clit. Colin asked her if she was ready to feel that elsewhere, and all she could do was moan, so he asked her again while pinching one of her nipples hard, making her beg for it.

Finally he made his way back down her body, and brought it down between her legs. She had a really powerful orgasm almost immediately after he placed it over her clit. He laughed while she moaned and told her that one didn’t count, he wasn’t sure if that was because she was so turned on and edged or not, and needed to try again.

Taking the panties out of her mouth so that she could catch her breath, Colin watched the rise and fall of her breasts as she calmed down. Once she had a moment though, he started kissing her, deeply, thrusting his tongue coated in the taste of her into her own mouth. She kissed him back hungerly and they began making out. Despite having just had 2 orgasms, the way he kissed her and touched her turned her on, paired with the feeling of being tied up and at his mercy, and she couldn’t help but thrust her body around, moaning into his mouth, still restrained to the bed. His hands explored her the whole time, touching her, pinching her nipples, rubbing her clit, sliding in and out of her slippery wet hole, never staying anywhere long, touching everywhere with a hot, feverish pace.

When she was thrusting her restrained body into him for more, moaning into his mouth, begging for him with her body again, he ended their kissing. Oh, you are ready for more, he said, and stuffed her panties back into her mouth. Picking the toy up from where he’d discarded it before on the bed, he resumed pleasing her with it. It didn’t take her long to cum a third time, then Colin slid two fingers into her sopping pussy and started finger fucking her without stopping the use of the toy, eventually working in a third finger.

Becks was crying out into her panties and throwing her body around on the bed, but her movements were restricted with his tight restraints, keeping her pinned where he wanted her, opened up enough and at his mercy, while he turned the toy up a stage and continued to play with her pussy, forcing a fourth finger into her and a fourth orgasm from her, a wild one, wet, squirting juices out of her, soaking the bed.

Panting and shaking, the panties haven fallen out of her mouth with those last screams of pleasure, she started begging him to stop, that the last orgasm was too intense, she hadn’t squirted like that in years, it was almost too much, and the toy on her now was too much, everything was too sensitive, she needed a break. The words flew out of her in a jumbled stuttering stream.

Colin grinned when she said almost, and told her not to be too loud that the neighbors might mind. Then he went back to pleasing his wife one more time, although he never planned on stopping anyway, continuing even though she was screaming and sobbing for him to stop, her body, her pussy was a slippery mess and spasming, releasing pleasure, coating him in her wetness one more time.

And when she finally stopped shaking and crying, and cumming, opening her mouth to say something, whether that was to yell at him or to thank him, he straddled her and shoved his rock hard cock into her mouth, gagging her with it. Then he face fucked her until he came so hard she choked on it, cum now squirting from her mouth, covering her face and chest. 

Hey friends.. if you read this far, and you're all cleaned up... I just wanted to say thank you for reading, and for being here! This was just a quick, hot story inspired by some educational work I did recently for a sex ed video. I hope you liked this story about a married couple overdue for a wet hot mess. It wasn't meant to be a best seller, and it might even have a typo or two, so please keep that in mind. It was just an overdue.. taste. Stay kinky friends, keep reading. Xo