"If you put something like this to me, I wouldn't mind that a bit. I bet a gal could really get off with something like this up her snatch." Linda plunged the dildo against the front of her capris. "Oh. Oh. I can feel it now. All big in me. So big. So hard. So hot. Oh!" She gave a very fake groan of thoroughly synthetic passion.
"Well, if that's what you want." Bob took another dildo and shoved it toward his wife's cunt. He touched the front of her pants and she spread her legs, eyes rolling in mock lust. "Fuck me," she called hornily.
Bob kept jabbing with the plastic dick and leaned over to give her a real kiss.
"Yes. Tiger!" Linda slung a loop of rope around his neck and hauled him close. "Make me feet it!" She spread her legs and tightened the rope.
"I sure as hell will." Bob grabbed her arm and twisted, shoving her back to the wall. She leaned between hanging chains and he strung one from the hook across below her breasts and pulled up, lifting her tits. "How do you like that?"
"You can't hurt me!" Linda almost choked him with the rope. Her free hand groped down and squeezed at his dick.
"Oh yeah?" He strung another chain across her belly. The feel of her fingers groping at his crotch got to him. He tugged the chain tighter so the links bit into her skin under her thin blouse.
"Big man," she jeered. "Big strong man!" She crushed his prick.
"Bitch." He forced her against the wall with both hands on the chains and shoved his crotch to her body. It had started as just play, but now there was lust seeping from his nuts. He felt her boobs, no bra, press, to his chest. "I'll shot you what a man is." His fingers grabbed for a tit.
Linda wasn't sure now if he was playing. But she liked the aggressiveness, the strength he showed with her. And she could feel the stiffness rising in his cock as he pressed against her. "Haaaarrr!" She hissed and made a claw with her fingers.
"Yeaaa!" Bob snarled as his fingers clamped to her breast.
Linda raked his chest with her clawed hand.
"God damn!" There was a trickle of pain and Bob tore at her blouse, popping two buttons and baring the boobs. He grabbed the chain again and hauled it up between the tits.
"Bob!" Linda was surprised at the sudden anger. "Hey, take it easy."
Bob let the chain go slack but held it in place. "Uh, yeah. Maybe so." He kissed her, shoving against the bare tits. The chain raffled free and he held her with both arms, his kiss warm now, desire returning to his crotch.
"You still want something big and hard up here?" He touched her pussy lightly.
"Mmmmm. You know it." She hung to his shoulders with bath arms, licking at his lips. Her nipples became firm against his shirt. "Big and hard and strong."
"Maybe I'd better see what we can do about that." His fingers toyed with her breasts.
A throb of need entered her clit. "I love you, Bob." The kiss became heavily arousing for her as his arms pulled her close, held her tenderly, his tongue digging into her mouth, probing with fast touches, feeling her tongue, their lips stretched wide.
"Oh, yes," she sighed. "Yes. That's it. Yes." His fingers crept into her pants. She felt him pop the top button and moaned as his hand eased toward her cunt. When a finger touched her clit she took her hands from his shoulders to remove her blouse. The light garment dropped to the floor and she leaned back, the chains cold along her spine.
Bob pried her capris down past her hips and exposed the twat. Two fingers rosined eagerly around the soft opening.
Linda stepped out of her pants and stood naked as her husband kissed and groped her. Reaching back, she took a length of chain, held it far a moment, then slung it around Bob's waist.
"Love slave! That's what you are. A slave to my desires."
"Yes. Yes, oh, mistress!" Bob fell to his knees and buried his face in the cunt.
Linda spread her legs and the fire began to stitch itself through her pussy.
"Naked. I want you naked. I want all of my slaves naked." She pushed him away with her knee.
"Yes. Yes, mistress." Bob yanked off his shirt and scrambled to get out of his shoes. "Just don't beat me."
"I will do whatever I want to with you. Worm!" She tossed her head and took a whip from the rack. "I want you naked. Now." She hit the floor with the whip. "Naked!"
"Yes, yes." Bob tugged off his jeans and threw them across the room.
"God, you're gorgeous." Linda dropped the whip and went to her husband, arms spread wide to embrace his nude figure. His cock hung thickly over his balls, partially firm. She felt it rise on her leg when they hugged. She could not keep pretending with the gear, the real man, the real desire, was all she wanted or needed.
His hard-on touched at her cunt and her body yearned for the feel of it inside, stroking in the match.
Bob held his dick lightly with three fingers and touched it to his wife's cunt. "I am sure glad I married you. It would be a crime for some other guy to have you." He put a couple of inches up the waiting cunt. "Oh, God!" His hands cupped under her tail and he lifted her to his long prick.
"Yes!" She spread her legs and tried to cling to him but he slipped out, the dick tightly pressed to her clit.
"Hold on a second." He lowered her to the floor. "Maybe one of these would work better." He picked up a dildo – the rough one, bulges and small knobs sticking all around the large shaft.
"Oh, Bob, I…"
"Want to try it? See which one you like better?" He touched the pink plastic tip to his wife's twat. "How about it, Linda?" An inch or so of the dildo touched into her, spreading the flesh.
"I… well… I want you, Bob."
"Maybe this one?" He touched the spiny dildo to the pussy, easing an inch inside. "Want it?"
"Bob, I…"
"Or this." He stood up, holding the giant prick beside his own. "For comparison. I'm the one on the left."
"Bob." She started to giggle.
"It's not funny. Not at all. Here your husband is, trying to see whether a piece of plastic can give you more satisfaction than his cock and you laugh. Or are you laughing at my cock." He leaned in close to her face, not, smiling.
"No. It just… it looked… silly. That… that thing sticking up there."
"What's silly. My cock? You didn't think it was silly last night. You didn't think it was silly this morning in the shower." He put the end of the giant plastic prick to her cunt and shoved. "Is that silly?"
The end gouged at her box. "Bob. Hey, that's too big. It'll hurt."
"Maybe it's supposed to hurt. Maybe it's used to tear women in half. Punish them when they laugh at their men."
"Bob, I didn't mean that. And you know it. Now come on." She turned away from the huge tool.
"Linda. I want you." He moved to her, holding the giant cock above his head. "Suck it!" He touched it to her mouth.
Linda licked playfully at it. "Tastes awful. Like plastic. Yucck!"
"Not like the real thing, huh?"
"Not at all. And it's cold, too. And there's not soft skin around it. It's just all hard." She shoved it away. "I want this one." She lunged for Bob's crotch, one hand grabbing for the shaft, mouth wide open to take hold of the end.
Bob fell back, pretended to stumble, grabbed for her and they tumbled to the floor, Linda holding tight to his dick, sucking as soon as she got her mouth around the wide end.
"That's nice." She took the full tool down her throat.
"Feels nice, too." He stroked a boob. "Damn nice."
"Better than plastic!" She kissed his balls. "A whole lot better!" One nut got sucked in, her tongue rolling it until it dripped with saliva.
"Suck it, honey. Suck my cock." Bob spread out flat on the wooden floor. Stray stands of blond hair whisked over his thighs as she rotated her head. "Nice. Yeah. Do it, Linda. Suck me. Yeah." He moved his hips up slightly, fucking the warm mouth as it pulled on his hard meat. "Good." His eyes swept over the bondage gear lining the walls.