Wife's idea

In the evening, we were sipping beer and you told me that your period had started, so I said, "Well, there goes that," again. You smiled and said you'd figured out what to do, that during your period we would switch roles, that you would be the one with the strap-on and during this time, you would be the one fucking me, not me fucking you.

So, smiling, you said, "Go wash up and get your butt ready." I went to wash, and when I came out, I saw you in pants and my shirt, with a bulge at the crotch. We went to the bedroom, and there on the bed were stockings, a thong, and a bra. You helped me put it all on. While dressing, we both got extremely aroused. It felt very unusual to be in such attire,

but seeing how much it excited you, I got extremely aroused too. You sat me on the bed and stood in front of me, and I slowly unbuttoned your pants and shirt, stroking your body with my hands. I took off the shirt and began kneading your breasts, kissing your stomach.

You unbuttoned your pants, and the strap-on (the smallest one) popped out. With the words, "Lick it," you pushed it into my mouth. I took off your pants and, grabbing your butt with my hands, took the strap-on into my mouth and began slowly licking and sucking it. I moved one hand to your breast, while the other continued kneading your butt. You, moving your hips, started fucking my mouth. Your breathing quickened, you began moaning, your movements sped up, and you came. Pushing me onto the bed, you said, "I like playing the man like this, and now we'll see how you play the woman."

You climbed on top and put your strap-on in my mouth again, but this time you kept pulling it out, slapping it against my lips a few times, and putting it back in.

Then you threw my stocking-clad legs over your shoulders, pressed the strap-on against the hole—it clenched—and leaning over, you lifted the bra on my chest and began sucking and nibbling my nipples. Suddenly, pressing down, you slowly entered my butt with the strap-on. I just gasped, and you, growling with impatience, slowly inserted it all the way. After a few rotational movements with your hips, you started making sharp, short thrusts, each time bumping your pubic bone against my butt. I could feel your strap-on moving inside my butt; the sensations were strange but pleasant. Looking at you, I saw your eyes were closed, your mouth slightly open, and moans mixed with growls came from it. Then suddenly you came, shaking so hard that I could feel the strap-on trembling inside me.

Hearing you growl with pleasure, feeling your hands gripping my thighs, not noticing in your ecstasy that you were scratching me with your beautiful nails, I turned my head to look at you and realized it was all worth it—you fucking me. You were simply beautiful: your eyes half-closed, lips tightly pressed, beads of sweat on your face, breasts swaying in rhythm with your movements. Yes, for moments like these of your pleasure, for your feeling of complete possession of me, I agree to such games, even though I enjoy it too.

With each of your thrusts, my arousal grew, and it seemed like just a little more and I would come—hanging on the peak of pleasure and not coming... I had completely given myself over to you and this feeling of pleasure. Suddenly, you started coming, trembling inside me while still fucking me. Your tremors and the tremors of your strap-on cock echoed in me with waves of pleasure. Without stopping, you grabbed the head of my cock, and I came right into your palm. You waited until the last drop fell into your hand, then pulled the strap-on out of my well-fucked butt and simply poured my own semen from your palm into the still-open hole. Inserting the strap-on again, with a few powerful thrusts, you drove the semen deep into my butt. Pulling it out again, you slapped my butt a few times with your palm, saying, "So it closes, or it'll all leak out." Untying my hands, you continued, "You were a good little mover; I liked it. We'll continue tomorrow." And you collapsed next to me on the bed, hugging me from behind with both hands.

With one hand grabbing my cock and the other slipping under the bra to grab my nipple, you pressed tightly against me. Your strap-on cock was firmly pressed against my butt, and nibbling my ear, you whispered,

— Now you'll be my wife in bed, once a month for one week.

All I could do was nod in agreement, and we, exhausted and happy, fell asleep... and the next evening...

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