Vibrator Fun – I admit, I did not like the thought of a foreign object being slid up inside of me. My husband did. I honestly thought it would totally shut me down. My husband obviously thought different. He hinted. He asked. He discussed. He hinted. He asked. He discussed some more. He told me I would have vibrator fun.
Finally, I gave in more than anything else. And I told him he could try it for me. He was visibly pleased. Again to be honest, there was way, way back in the deep recesses of my mind a hint of excitement. But it was very, very small and way, way back there somewhere. Wow, was I in for a pleasant surprise.
We began with our normal foreplay – cuddling, hugging, kissing. And as normal, it advanced to some really nice licking, and sucking, and squeezing, and embracing, and so on. Then he went into a sort of semi-69 position and slid my panties off. He reached his arms around the outsides of my legs and gently pulled my legs apart. I knew what was coming. I utterly loved it and so did he. It was one of the sweetest and best highlights of our intimate experience together. He kissed the inside of my thighs. And I began to tingle all over. He moved up to the outside of pussy lips and sucked them in oh so gently. I shuddered.
Tonight was going to be good – really good, I felt. He moved in deeper and kissed my now hard clitoris, very gently. And then the tongue. Wow, the tongue. He licked my now enlarged clit. He penetrated me. I felt myself open up fully to him. I felt myself getting really excited. I was really, really wet and hot.
Now at this point, it would not have been long before either he would have been on top of me in missionary, or I would have been on top of him, riding. And it would have been wonderful, sweet, full, good, and yes, predictable.
But, instead, he only said, “Ok?” I said, in a now more ready frame of mind and voice, “Mmmm. Yesssss.” He reached over to the bed stand and picked up the really nice chocolate vibrator he bought just for me. He knows I love chocolate; even more after tonight. We didn’t need any lube.
After he loves me orally in my pussy, I am always very, very wet and very, very hot and very, very ready. Well then, he began by rubbing our new toy up and down the full length of my hot, dripping wet, swollen opening and then more on my full clitoris. “Hmph?” I thought, “That’s not so bad. Not so bad at all.” In fact, it felt really good. Then he gently slid our new toy inside of me and left it there. He began to gently move it around in all directions; in and out, up and down, around, angles. That felt really, really good. He pushed in farther. I felt my entire being open way, way up. I was beyond the point of saying, “Stop” and besides, at this point I had no desire to stop at all. Didn’t even want to. He pulled it out and slid it back in, maybe three or four times. I nearly had a great orgasm right then.
But he stopped. “You have that dreamy, distant, lost-in-pleasure look in your eyes.” I was now pleading for more. “Please.” I whispered. Then he turned the vibrations on and rubbed the outside of my pussy. “Wow!” I rolled my hips more open. I spread my legs wider. I opened up even more. I was getting into vibrator fun! He turned the vibrator up just a little more, and slid it inside me.
Now we have been married and have had great sex for a long, long time. And I am sure that I have had many orgasms; and some really great ones. But this was different. Really different. I had never experienced pleasure like this – ever before.
My first orgasm; yes, I said my first orgasm came upon me deep and full and wonderful. I exhaled deeply and strongly, “Huhhhh. Huhhh. Huhhhh.” I looked into his eyes with a look on my face that could only be called “pleading”; at least that is what I was feeling – big time!
“More?” he asked. All I could do was to nod twice and let out sort of a light moan grunt. He turned my (by now it was mine) new toy up just a little more and slid it in and out just once. In a medium deep throaty moan I pumped myself more open with three thrusts from my hips. He slid my very own new toy in deeper and out. This was beyond vibrator fun into marital bonding to the man who would bring me such pleasure. Full, deep, in, out, in, out, in, and hold. In my second shuddering orgasm I moaned and groaned, “Ohhhh. Wow.” I fell back – full happy, fully relaxed.
Now I know I have had orgasms before. And I love the feeling – a lot! But what I felt come upon me now could only be called explosive. The pleasure was way, way over the top. And I was lost in it’s intensity. I felt wave upon wave of intense delight come over my entire body. I arched. I moaned. I squeezed. Involuntarily, I reached up and squeezed and rubbed my own breasts and pinched and rolled my nipples. I licked my lips. I bit my tongue. It seem to last forever.
As it reached it’s peak, my hips began to tremble and I pushed up and down, up and down. I finally let go and let it all go. I have never done that before. It was awesome, wild, wonderful. I think I sort of squealed or screamed or … I have no idea what I said. It was the most amazing thing I have ever felt. I was drained. I was happy. “Thank you. Oh, thank you,” I said as I pulled him up to me and we kissed and kissed and snuggled, and for a long, long time just laid there together in the wonderful afterglow of that beautiful experience.
I have been enjoying this new world of pleasure with my husband. I can’t believe how close we are becoming exploring new ways to spice up our spicy marriage. Why was I so tentative? Why did I wait so long? I am now enjoying vibrator fun after 35 years of marriage.
Finally, I gave in more than anything else. And I told him he could try it for me. He was visibly pleased. Again to be honest, there was way, way back in the deep recesses of my mind a hint of excitement. But it was very, very small and way, way back there somewhere. Wow, was I in for a pleasant surprise.
We began with our normal foreplay – cuddling, hugging, kissing. And as normal, it advanced to some really nice licking, and sucking, and squeezing, and embracing, and so on. Then he went into a sort of semi-69 position and slid my panties off. He reached his arms around the outsides of my legs and gently pulled my legs apart. I knew what was coming. I utterly loved it and so did he. It was one of the sweetest and best highlights of our intimate experience together. He kissed the inside of my thighs. And I began to tingle all over. He moved up to the outside of pussy lips and sucked them in oh so gently. I shuddered.
Tonight was going to be good – really good, I felt. He moved in deeper and kissed my now hard clitoris, very gently. And then the tongue. Wow, the tongue. He licked my now enlarged clit. He penetrated me. I felt myself open up fully to him. I felt myself getting really excited. I was really, really wet and hot.
Now at this point, it would not have been long before either he would have been on top of me in missionary, or I would have been on top of him, riding. And it would have been wonderful, sweet, full, good, and yes, predictable.
But, instead, he only said, “Ok?” I said, in a now more ready frame of mind and voice, “Mmmm. Yesssss.” He reached over to the bed stand and picked up the really nice chocolate vibrator he bought just for me. He knows I love chocolate; even more after tonight. We didn’t need any lube.
After he loves me orally in my pussy, I am always very, very wet and very, very hot and very, very ready. Well then, he began by rubbing our new toy up and down the full length of my hot, dripping wet, swollen opening and then more on my full clitoris. “Hmph?” I thought, “That’s not so bad. Not so bad at all.” In fact, it felt really good. Then he gently slid our new toy inside of me and left it there. He began to gently move it around in all directions; in and out, up and down, around, angles. That felt really, really good. He pushed in farther. I felt my entire being open way, way up. I was beyond the point of saying, “Stop” and besides, at this point I had no desire to stop at all. Didn’t even want to. He pulled it out and slid it back in, maybe three or four times. I nearly had a great orgasm right then.
But he stopped. “You have that dreamy, distant, lost-in-pleasure look in your eyes.” I was now pleading for more. “Please.” I whispered. Then he turned the vibrations on and rubbed the outside of my pussy. “Wow!” I rolled my hips more open. I spread my legs wider. I opened up even more. I was getting into vibrator fun! He turned the vibrator up just a little more, and slid it inside me.
Now we have been married and have had great sex for a long, long time. And I am sure that I have had many orgasms; and some really great ones. But this was different. Really different. I had never experienced pleasure like this – ever before.
My first orgasm; yes, I said my first orgasm came upon me deep and full and wonderful. I exhaled deeply and strongly, “Huhhhh. Huhhh. Huhhhh.” I looked into his eyes with a look on my face that could only be called “pleading”; at least that is what I was feeling – big time!
“More?” he asked. All I could do was to nod twice and let out sort of a light moan grunt. He turned my (by now it was mine) new toy up just a little more and slid it in and out just once. In a medium deep throaty moan I pumped myself more open with three thrusts from my hips. He slid my very own new toy in deeper and out. This was beyond vibrator fun into marital bonding to the man who would bring me such pleasure. Full, deep, in, out, in, out, in, and hold. In my second shuddering orgasm I moaned and groaned, “Ohhhh. Wow.” I fell back – full happy, fully relaxed.
Now I know I have had orgasms before. And I love the feeling – a lot! But what I felt come upon me now could only be called explosive. The pleasure was way, way over the top. And I was lost in it’s intensity. I felt wave upon wave of intense delight come over my entire body. I arched. I moaned. I squeezed. Involuntarily, I reached up and squeezed and rubbed my own breasts and pinched and rolled my nipples. I licked my lips. I bit my tongue. It seem to last forever.
As it reached it’s peak, my hips began to tremble and I pushed up and down, up and down. I finally let go and let it all go. I have never done that before. It was awesome, wild, wonderful. I think I sort of squealed or screamed or … I have no idea what I said. It was the most amazing thing I have ever felt. I was drained. I was happy. “Thank you. Oh, thank you,” I said as I pulled him up to me and we kissed and kissed and snuggled, and for a long, long time just laid there together in the wonderful afterglow of that beautiful experience.
I have been enjoying this new world of pleasure with my husband. I can’t believe how close we are becoming exploring new ways to spice up our spicy marriage. Why was I so tentative? Why did I wait so long? I am now enjoying vibrator fun after 35 years of marriage.