Pamela saw Mick's eyes lingering on the image on the screen while they lay in bed. It was a scene from a porno, something they had casually been watching together, but this scene was different.
A man was being pegged by a woman, and Mick's gaze was glued to it. She could feel his cock growing against her thigh, and she knew that he was imagining it was him in that position, receiving the thick, rubbery strap-on that was currently filling the screen. She had noticed his curiosity before, but tonight, it was more than just curiosity—it was longing.
"Pam," he whispered, his voice cracking with anticipation, "I gotta tell you something."
Her heart skipped a beat. She had an inkling of what was coming but didn't dare to voice it. She turned to face him, her eyes searching his. He was nervous, but the desire in his gaze was unmistakable.
"I've always wanted to try that," he admitted, gesturing to the screen. "I don't know why, but it just... turns me on, like nothing else."
Pam felt a mix of surprise and arousal. Mick had always been adventurous in the bedroom, but this was a new level. She had never pegged a man before, but she was more than willing to explore this side of him.
"Well, why haven't you ever said anything?" she asked, her voice a soft purr.
"I dunno," he shrugged, his cheeks flushing. "Thought you'd think I was weird or something."
Pam reached out and stroked his cheek, feeling his stubble under her fingertips. "You could never be weird to me, Mick. If that's what you want, I'm more than happy to give it to you."
Mick's eyes lit up with excitement. He leaned in and kissed her. She could feel the urgency in his touch, the need to feel her, to be filled by her in a way he never had been before.
They both knew this was going to change their relationship, but in that moment, all they cared about was the intense passion that was building between them. Pamela reached into her drawer and pulled out the strap-on she had bought a few months ago, feeling the velvety material of the harness between her fingers. She had been curious herself but had never brought it up, thinking it would make her husband uncomfortable.
As she slid it on, her own excitement grew. The feeling of the dildo pressing against her was strange but exhilarating. She watched Mick's eyes widen as she buckled it in place and applied a generous amount of lube to the tip.
"You ready for this?" she asked, her voice husky with desire.
Mick nodded, unable to form words. He got on his hands and knees, his cock standing tall and proud between his legs.
"Remember, tell me if it's too much, okay?" she whispered, her voice soothing as she approached him from behind.
He nodded again, his eyes squeezed shut tightly as she lined the tip of the strap-on with his puckered hole. He took a deep breath as she pushed forward, feeling the pressure give way to a sensation that was foreign but oh-so-good.
"Ahh, fuck," he moaned as she slid the dildo into him, inch by inch.
Pam felt a rush of power and pleasure as she watched Mick's body react to the invasion. She had never felt so in control before, and it was intoxicating. She began to pump her hips, moving the strap-on in and out of him with a slow, deliberate rhythm.
Mick's moans grew louder with each thrust, his hands gripping the bed sheets tightly. He had never felt so full, so dominated, and he loved every second of it. The sensation of being taken by his own wife was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and he didn't want it to end.
Pamela reached around and began to stroke Mick's cock, her hand moving in time with the strap-on's rhythm. His hips rocked back to meet her, and she knew he was getting close. She could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles tightened beneath her.
But just as Mick was about to reach his climax, the door to their bedroom burst open.
"Oh my God!" Nessa's voice was a high-pitched squeal that pierced the air.
Mick froze, his eyes wide with horror.
"Nessa, what the fuck?" he yelled, trying to cover himself up.
But Nessa wasn't looking at Mick. Her eyes were glued to the sight of his wife's strap-on, her mouth hanging open in shock.
"What... what are you two doing?" she stuttered, her face a mix of confusion and arousal.
Pam felt a flash of embarrassment, but it was quickly replaced by anger. Who the hell did Nessa think she was, barging in like that?
"It's none of your bloody business," she snapped.
But Nessa wasn't going anywhere. She took a step closer, her eyes still fixed on the strap-on.
"I've never seen anything like that before," she murmured, almost to herself. "It's... it's fucking hot."
Mick and Pam exchanged a look. Was Nessa... interested?
"You like what you see?" Mick asked, his voice filled with both surprise and challenge.
Nessa nodded, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "I do, as it happens."
Pam felt a twinge of jealousy, but also a spark of curiosity. She had always found Nessa attractive, in that fiery, unpredictable way that she had. And now, seeing her friend's reaction, she felt a strange thrill at the idea of sharing this intimate moment with her.
"Do you... do you want to join us?" Mick asked, his voice tentative.
Nessa didn't answer right away. She just stood there, her eyes traveling over their entwined bodies. Then, without a word, she began to strip off her clothes, revealing her curvy frame and large, full breasts.
Pam watched as Nessa grabbed the strap-on from her drawer and began to put it on. She felt Mick's eyes on her, watching her reaction, but she didn't look away. Instead, she reached out and took his hand, giving it a squeeze.
As Nessa approached the bed, her strap-on in place, Mick's cock grew even harder. The idea of being taken by both women at the same time was something he had never dared to imagine, and now it was happening.
Nessa straddled Mick, her strap-on pressing against his chest as she leaned in to kiss him. He tasted the sweetness of her mouth, feeling his body respond to the new sensation.
"I've always had a thing for you, Mick," she murmured against his lips. "And now, I'm going to show you just how much."
With that, she reached down and began to stroke his cock, her hand moving in smooth, confident strokes. Mick moaned into her mouth, feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
But it was when Nessa reached around and began to play with his ass, her fingers slipping into the lube that was still wet from Pam's strap-on, that he truly lost control.
Pam watched as Nessa slid the dildo into Mick, her own hand still wrapped around his cock. She had never seen him look so desperate, so needy, and it was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed.
The three of them moved together, their bodies tangling in a mess of limbs and moans. Mick's hips bucked upward as both women filled him, the sensation of being claimed by both of them pushing him over the edge.
He came with a shout, his orgasm tearing through him like a wildfire, his cum spurting out and covering Nessa's hand. She licked it off, her eyes never leaving his, and then leaned down to kiss him again.
As they all lay there, panting and exhausted, Mick felt a warmth spread through him that went beyond the physical. He had never felt closer to his wife, never felt so seen and accepted in all his desires. And Nessa... she was an unexpected but welcome addition to the mix, bringing a wildness to their relationship that neither of them had ever experienced before. |
