"Good bye honey" I said as I pulled him toward me for a kiss. Each morning he left for work I made sure to make kiss him in a way that he could never forget where home was. My kiss beckoned him to massage my tongue with his passionately as he slid his fingers in between my ass cheeks over my underwear. As we massaged each other's tongues he forcefully patted my tight hole, letting me know with his touch that the cunt between my legs was his. And it was true, that cunt was his to do whatever he wanted with. He was always so good to my hole too. Some days he would just rest a finger inside, gently pressing at my prostate while we cuddled on the couch. I loved belonging to someone, especially someone as handsome as he. He stood at 6'2", blue eyes, average build with a great cock and a beard that you just wanted to cum in. On several occasions he would let me cum on his beard just so I could lick it off and share it with him. My husband was the whole package. The sexiest and kinkiest man I had ever been with. I could not imagine being sexual with anyone else. There was just one problem... Even though I enjoyed getting fucked, and a finger was just right, it was extremely hard to jump on his cock at a moments notice. I wanted to be his slutty fuck toy whenever he pleased and even though we had been fucking for years, it still took time to ease into sex and slide down on his cock.
Over the years he worshipped my ass. Fingering me, eating me out, and fucking me were just a few of the things he did to show his appreciation for my ass. He always took his time to get my hole ready to be fucked but most of the time I couldn't wait to jump on his dick. But my tight hole had a mind of its own. I was determined to find a way to be able to be fucked at any time. I often fantasized waiting at the door with my hole spread open for him when he got home for work and it wasn't ever a possibility... Until today.
"You're going to be late for work honey, let's continue this tonight."
"You're right babe, I do have some really important project pitches that I need to get to the office to prepare for. I love you." He licked his finger and stuck it down the back of my underwear until the opening of my cunt lightly gripped the tip of his finger.
And with that he licked his finger again and headed out the door. Fuck he was hot.
I began my day like any other day by pouring myself a cup of coffee and checking my email for any real estate leads. I was a somewhat successful real estate agent working in the metropolis area of our city. At the moment all but one of my client's homes were under contract and I was having a hell of a time selling the one house. The house was my neighbor's house and it wasn't selling because they didn't initially price it right for the current market. Houses in our neighborhood were selling like hot cakes but only because they were priced right to sell. My neighbors were too greedy and it was starting to bite them in the ass.
Just as I was internally scolding my neighbors an email popped into my inbox from the couple who looked at the house last night. Attached was a signed contract with intent to purchase as well as a request to have an inspection done today. Usually offers with a request for inspection don't happen this quickly but after further investigation I discovered that it wasn't a couple looking at the house last night, it was a flipper company. I quickly responded letting them know they could most definitely have the inspector come that afternoon. I was ecstatic to finally have this house under contract!
I finished reading the rest of my emails while I ate some oatmeal and fruit. I have this theory about some gay men being so fit. If they are anything like me they wanted to get fucked at a moments notice and that took preparation. A vegetarian, healthy and fibrous diet helped to promote a clean colon as well as tasty cum. A daily workout routine kept me in shape while keeping me flexible for any positions to be fucked in. At this point I could be bent in half and fucked senseless but slow penetration was always a must. All of these ingredients were a recipe for being a versatile bottom. Not a must of course, gay men come in all shapes and sizes and to each their own. This just seemed to work for me.
After breakfast and my first cup of coffee I stripped down naked and proceeded to my daily work out. In my journey to becoming a slutty fuck toy I found on a gay bloggers website said to promote being a good bottom. The blog suggested working out naked to promote healthy body image and sexual intensity and included hip opening and downward dog stretches for leg strength. Even if it was all garbage information it seemed to open my legs up while keeping my man pussy tight. Clearly having a tight hole was not an issue for me. My workout usually took about an hour and then it was onto the shower.
My husband didn't mind my pussy being hairy but getting drilled always seemed easier when there was no hair and it was slippery between my cheeks. So every couple of days before getting in the shower I applied shaving cream between my legs and diligently shaved leaving no trace of hair. I have to admit shaving always got me hard. I couldn't seem to ever stop myself from slipping my middle finger into my anus and up into my prostate when I shaved. At the very least I was practicing for my husband.
I stood outside of the shower nakedly waiting for the water to warm up. While I waited I glanced at myself in the mirror. I wouldn't say that I was narcissistic however over the years I had learned to love my body for what it was. I was average height with an average build. While I could never seem to obtain abs, I had a flat stomach framed by muscled pecs, shoulders and biceps. I figured out years ago that if I could never achieve prominent ab muscles that I would always work to keep my frame built. I also learned to appreciate my ass. It was perfectly bubbly without being obvious. In gay terminology, even though I hate these somewhat damaging labels, I was a regular muscle daddy bear.
The water was warm enough and I jumped in anxiously awaiting the much needed cleansing. Last year, in order to ensure a clean colon, I purchased a shower enema attachment and used it daily. I ran the attachment under the water and inserted the tip giving myself plenty of time to get used to it. Pushing my pucker out the warm and narrow tip slipped its head in. Inch by inch it slid in until I could feel the familiar touch on my prostate. I could now feel the water inside me and per usual I was as clean as a whistle. I couldn't believe that I was still so tight after all of these daily preparations. Not that having a tight hole was a bad thing for my husband. I finished washing myself, turned the water off and stepped out of the shower to towel off.
I hung the towel up and stepped out into the master bedroom. I grabbed my thong underwear and slipped them on. Normally I would get fully dressed and head out to show some houses but today I had no appointments. On my days off I enjoyed walking around the house in just my underwear, it was so sexually freeing and today was no exception. It was at this point I realized how horny I was. When I was horny and home alone I liked using my vibrator plug to practice with anal play.
I walked over to my nightstand drawer, grabbed the lube and my smallest vibrating plug and laid down on the bed. The most comfortable way of getting fucked, for me, was to be on top but I always liked the idea of laying back and getting plowed hard. So when I was alone I practiced laying on my back. As sort of a warm up I moved the thin piece of fabric between my cheeks to the side, lubed up my middle finger and started to slowly press in at the entrance of my cunt allowing my sphincter muscles to wrap themselves around my finger. Pushing my finger in and out I got used to the feeling and began to pull it in and out quickly. When I felt like I was used to the feeling I liberally coated my plug with lube, pressed it to my hole and turned it on. The pleasure I received from the vibration at the opening of my hole was my favorite part and instantly pitched a tent in my thong. My husband had gotten so good at eating my ass that my favorite part of my anal anatomy was my anus. Taking my time I continued pressing the narrow head of the vibrator in slowly. Per usual the pain made me wince with every push but the pleasure was too fucking incredible to stop. With my vibrator about three quarters inside of me I turned my head in pleasure and that was when Irealized that the blinds were open...
Spread eagle in all my glory with a plug sticking out of my ass like a bratwurst sticking out of a hot dog bun I saw eyes peering in from my neighbor's house.
The fucking home inspector!
In a panic I jumped up, plug still in tow and quickly closed the blinds. The house had been empty and on the market for so long that I had gotten used to just leaving my blinds open regardless of what I was doing. It felt sexy and safe and I thought to myself "why the hell not?"
Well this is why the hell not.
Too embarassed to finish fucking myself I pulled the plug out, sanitized it and put it back in my nightstand along with the lube. I quickly pulled my thong up and started looking for some clothes to wear when I heard the front camera motion sensor go off. Fuck! The inspector was coming to the door. I had just enough time to pull on some shorts when the doorbell rang. I answered the ring via my security cameras, too embarrassed to face my peeping tom, with a casual "Can I help you with something?".
"Hi I'm Mark and I'm the inspector for the house next door. You're the realtor for the house next door, right?"
"Yes"
"Well I've been trying to get in touch with the owner for an hour now to get some clarification for my report but they aren't answering. Do you know anything about these new solar panels they had installed? I've never seen this brand before and I'm having a hard time determining if they are working or not?"
