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See, we've been on this every-other-day plan this week, although I don't expect it to continue. We're back home and back into the work routine, I'm afraid.
But, Thursday morning was still a bit of carry-over from the fun we had on the trip. I had the day off and she didn't have to go into work until noon. So, we slept in a bit, then decided Breakfast with Mimosa would be a fitting way to bridge the gap between the fun of the trip and the return to the routine.
And she suggested we test out the toy that was bought several months ago and never used. I dug it out of what's now become our "toy drawer", installed the batteries and washed it off. Grabbing a bottle of lubricant, I returned to the bed, where she was already laying, naked. The toy is purple, with sparkles embedded in the flexible plastic. It's curved, with a knob on the end, designed for G-Spot stimulation.
Now, keep in mind, she's NEVER used a toy before. And for years, would not even consider it. This day, she took to it like a fish takes to water. We hugged and kissed a bit, with me doing her favorite little trick of using my fingers to dribble Mimosa on her breasts and between her pussy lips. It's the contrast with the cold, she says, that turns her on. And it does seem to work. One drizzle between her legs, and I find my finger slipping effortlessly into her pussy as she moans quietly.
"Try it", she says. "Try the toy". I turned the knob that starts the vibrations. Keeping it low at first, rugging it lightly on her clitoris. At first touch, her eyes and mouth both opened wide and I was afraid she could push it away and say she didn't like it. Instead, all she said was "Oh, My God". I turned the intensity up just a bit and directed my full attention at her pussy, to make sure our new-found friend was hitting the best spots. Somewhere during the next few minutes she named him. Her "Purple Friend".
I added a little of the lubricant to her already-wet pussy, just to make sure Purple Friend would slide easily in. And he did. I turned up the intensity just a bit again, as I began to explore the interior of her pussy with the toy, keeping the wider base firmly against her clit. She closed her eyes and rolled her hips back and forth, back and forth. Then said she wanted to feel me inside. Purple Friend takes a breather. I swap places with him and immediately feel the muscles of her pussy contact around me. She says Purple Friend is good, but I'm better. She does know how to make me feel good. I go from missionary, to kneeling in front of her, so I can tease her pussy lips with the swollen head of my cock. I'm not huge (although she says I'm plenty big for her), but my cock head does get substantially bigger than the shaft when I'm excited. The pic below is about as big as I can get it without her help.
She likes it when I just part her pussy lips with the head, letting the ridge slide inside of her and then back out. After playing that way for several minutes, I pulled her into a sitting position on my lap, burying my cock deep inside her. We just rocked back and forth for a while, enjoying the feeling, knowing that orgasm was coming closer.
She asked me to grab "Purple Friend" again and I returned my focus of the vibrations to her now-engorged clit. Honestly, I'd never seen it this big. As I increased the intensity still more, I noticed an incredible amount of lubrication. Yes, I had added a little, but nothing like what I was seeing. Female ejaculation? Could be. Whatever it was, she was loving it. Keep in mind, at this point, we're probably only 15 minutes into our little session. Suddenly, she screamed out, "Oh, fuck! Come in me. Hurry! I'm cumming!"
Purple Friend gets tossed to the side. I'm back inside her, riding the biggest orgasm I've seen her have in years. This time, in the privacy of our home, she opens up, screaming loudly, over and over "Yes, Yes, Oh Fuck, Yes! Oh, My God! Fuck!"
It was an incredible ride. She must have cum for two or three solid minutes. I exploded somewhere along the line, but her contractions were so strong that she kept the blood trapped in my cock, kept me hard and kept me in her. I swear she would have kept cumming longer if she hadn't essentially worn me out!
After literally collapsing in each other's arms, we lay on top of each other, not saying a word for several minutes. Just listening to each other breathe - fast at first, then finally back to normal.
She looked at me and said simply: "Purple Friend gets to stay. He doesn't get to visit EVERY time, but he gets to stay." As we got up to shower, she admitted she hadn't felt an orgasm that strong since her 30's. In fact, she said, seldom did she orgasm that well back then, since I wasn't as good a lover as I am now.
Guess we missed some fun along the way. But sure seem to be making up for it now!
Purple Friend has been cleaned up and returned to the Toy Drawer. And my tongue got a bit of a breather!
Wow. Just remembering this has me hard this morning. Pity. She's at work. Bummer. But the memories live on.
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