A Little Innovation

Has anyone ever told you that once you get married, the majority of your sex life evaporates into nothingness? My name is Conner Brady, and I can vouch that it’s true. But I can also vouch that it doesn’t have to be, all you need is a little innovation for your particular situation. For example, I have a furious sexual appetite; I just can’t get enough of the feel of a tight wet pussy wrapped around my rock hard cock. Unfortunately for me, my wife seemed completely uninterested in sex for about six months, forcing me to retire to the bathroom three to five times a week to jack off.

I tried dirty talk, I tried subtle grinding or rubbing in bed, but nothing seemed to get her in the mood. I was so deliriously horny that I started hitting on my young secretary at work. I was surprised to discover that she had a small crush on me, so for the past three weeks she’s been sucking me and fucking me every day at work. It’s eased my pent-up sexual frustration, but it’s also left me with an extreme sense of guilt. I had to find a way to get my wife interested in me and my dick again.

I went to the downstairs bathroom one night to jack off (the upstairs bathroom she used so I couldn’t hide any porn there), but when I got inside I slipped off my boxers and looked in the mirror. I didn’t think my looks had anything to do with my wife’s lack of a horny cunt. I was a body builder and on the wrestling team in my high school days, so I was lean and muscular. My face was squarish and handsome, if I do say so myself. My blue eyes were thin, but shone magnificently if the light hit them right. My jaw was strong, and I kept my beard trimmed. My hair was dirty blonde, short, and curly. I had dimples and tanned skin. Finally, the men in my family were gifted with long penises. My own was 11 inches… soft. No, I was confident my body was not the problem. Maybe it was a lack of excitement. I needed to surprise my wife somehow. In the end, my surprise idea was simple, but nonetheless effective.

I went downstairs, leaving for work and anxious to cum in my secretary’s wet, succulent mouth. I was halfway out the door when I stopped in mid-step. I let the door slam so my wife would think I’d left, then I stripped down to nothing and stuffed my clothes and my suitcase in the foyer closet.

I crept slowly up the stairs and cracked open my bedroom door. The sounds of the shower were coming from inside, so I had to be careful because that meant the adjoining bathroom door was probably open. I scuttled inside and slid under the bed, just as the water turned off. My wife stepped out in her bathrobe, drying her hair with a towel. She sat on the bed and I heard sounds of drying off, then the bathrobe fell in my view but I heard her footsteps walking toward the mirror on top of one of our dressers directly ahead.

I dared to move the robe a little bit to get a view of my wife. Fuck me, she was sexy. Her legs were long and thin, leading to a big hips and a monster ass. It was curved amazingly, jutting out from her legs and back. Each of her cheeks was smooth and clearly defined, her dark ass crack creating a cavern between them. Her torso was thin, but her breasts were monstrous. They were 34 DD’s. Her hair was long, straight, and blonde. Her large green eyes were nicely placed on her pretty face. I’d landed myself a damn hot woman for a wife.

She walked to a dresser and put on a black mini-skirt, followed by a black lace bra and tight white blouse. Then she moved back to the other dresser and the mirror and began to apply her makeup. I edged out of the side of the bed, out of view of the mirror and crept up, crouched, behind her. The time to make my move was now.

I jumped up, shooting away from the ground like a magic plant of sorts. My strong hands took hold of her arms and held them above her head, like a cop does before frisking a suspect. She dropped her eye shadow onto the dresser and let out a sharp gasp.

“Christ, I’d thought you’d gone to work, Conner!” she said nervously.

“Quiet!” I shouted back. “You’re under arrest for neglecting your husband for six months. Now hold still while I make sure you’re not armed.” I began to pat down her arms and moved to her ribs.

“What are you doing?” she asked impatiently.

“I said quiet!”

I crouched down and patted the outside of her legs and the inside. I stood back up again and slid one hand down the front of her shirt, cupping her huge tits. I felt her shudder beneath my touch. It made me smile. I kept my left hand on her chest, sliding her bra off and back over her tit, while my right hand slid down into her skirt. I rubbed her dripping cunt lips with my fingers; a soft moan escaped her lips.

“Come on, C-c-onner. I have to go t-to work.”

I continued to work her tits and her pussy, and I could feel my dick getting harder every minute, but I wanted her to get insane with desire before I let her have me. I inserted three fingers into her pussy, using two on the walls and one on her clit.

“Oh… fuck,” she whispered. “That’s not f-fair. You know just how I like my pussy d-done.”

She started grinding against my hand, pumping my fingers deeper into her. She began to grunt, and in the mirror I saw her face beginning to scrunch up. She licked her lips and was now nearly jumping on my fingers, desperate to cum. I removed my hand and with two quick movements, yanked her shirt up over her head and her skirt down to her ankles. She took off her bra and I spread her legs, kneeling down between her thighs. Taking a firm hold on her fat ass, I pushed her down onto my waiting tongue. I tongued her cunt and sucked her hard clit. She was literally riding my face now. She grabbed my hair and forced my face harder into her wet pussy.

“Oh… yes, baby. Do me, eat my fucking pussy. Mmmm, make me cum in your mouth. Suck my little clitty. Oh yes… fuck, I’m gonna cum any second. More, don’t stop, baby. Yes… oh fuck… yesyesyesYES! I’M FUCKING CUMMING! OH GOD, DO MY PUSSY! YES!”

I felt a rush of hot, gooey liquid into my mouth. I sucked it all deep into my throat and swallowed, but it kept coming. My wife wobbled and began to collapse, but my strong arms kept her in place while her cunt juice flowed over my mouth. After a few minutes her wave of earth shattering orgasms ceased and she lay helpless on the floor of our bedroom, gasping for air.

“My turn…” I said.

She looked up at me and smiled, “After that, I’m gonna need some rock hard dick tearin’ me up!”

“Good,” I said calmly. “But we’re gonna do this my way.”

I picked her up and threw her onto the bed, and she bounced so hard she rolled over in the air and landed on her stomach. I dashed to the downstairs bathroom and grabbed two pairs of handcuffs (a kinky gift from my secretary) and rushed back to my bedroom. Before my wife knew what was happening, her arms were stretched taught and cuffed to the bedposts. She was on her knees on the bed, facing the wall, her immensely desirable ass facing me.

I lifted one of her tits to her mouth and she sucked on the hard nipple, a moan resonating in her throat once again. I took hold of her other tit and began to massage it, rolling the nipple between my fore and middle fingers. I used my other hand to forcefully finger her still-dripping cunt and shoved my now 15-inch rock hard cock into her tight, soft ass.

She screamed.

I pumped her hard, shoving my dick in and out of her sexy asshole. She kept on screaming and moaning, like she was caught between bliss and torment.

“JESUS CHRIST! YOU’RE DICK IS SO HUGE! IT’S TEARING ME UP! OH, FUCK ME THIS HURTS!”

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked concernedly.

“ARE YOU FUCKIN’ crazy?! I SAID IT HURTS, I DIDN’T SAY IT WAS bad! fuck my fat ass, BIG DADDY! DON’T STOP FOR NOTHIN’! DO ME HARD! GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR BIG fat dick!!”

And that’s just what I did. We fucked like that for nearly twenty minutes before cum after cum after cum racked our bodies. It took all the energy I possessed to un-cuff her from the bedpost, and she collapsed back against me. Our bodies were soaked with our own cum, but we didn’t care. We just lay there, moaning and kissing, rubbing each other gently.

We fell asleep with my dick still in her ass, my hands on her big juicy tits, and her fist buried into her pussy.
Later we both revealed that we had been unfaithful in our six-month period of no sex. However, it turned out to be beneficial to our relationship, for we made an agreement that I could fuck my secretary and she could screw her boss, just to change-up our sex life. Still, she and I have fucked nearly every night since that day for two years, and I love it…