Simple Little Secret

About five weeks ago, I quit my job to pursue a rewarding career as a housewife. My husband owns a successful computer consulting firm, so we figured, what the hell. I hated my job, well actually upper management, and they treated me like crap. I stayed because I loved the people I worked with, loved helping the customers. They had become, over the past ten years, my family. It was a sad day when I quit but we had a few drinks and we promised to stay friends.

So I now have all this glorious time on my hands. I know what your thinking, bon bons and soap operas, and partially you're right. I wake when I want, go to bed whenever and have the day to myself. I do, of course, keep the house clean and tend to my husbands needs like a good wife should, mostly. Tonight, for instance, I planned on making steaks out on the grill and serving it with my husband's two favorite things, mash potatoes and garlic bread. I seriously think that the man could live off those three things alone.

Anyway, just for the record, when I am home, by myself, I almost never watch TV and bon bons, come on, really. They would stick to my hips like spitballs on the detention hall ceiling and that would really put a dent in my self-esteem. Mostly, I read and write erotic fiction, keeps me thin and very happy.

So, about 2ish weeks ago, I was sitting here, much like you are, reading someone's erotic story and masturbating, yes I love to masturbate. What can I say? I'm a thirty-five year old woman with the sex drive of an eighteen-year-old boy. My brother always called me a horn-ball, when we were growing up. It runs in the family, but that is another story for another day and genre.

Like I was saying, I was masturbating to if I remember correctly a hot BDSM story about a couple of friends turned dom and sub. I really get off on spankings and anything having to do with submission and this one was extremely good. I was really getting into it when I desperately wanted a toy.

I stopped what I was doing, closing the lid to my laptop and went in search of my newest dildo. I had bought one of the ones with the realistic feeling flesh that warms to the touch. It was 6 inches long and an inch and a half in width. What a dream!! I could go at it for hours with that thing and since I have been home, often have.

I looked everywhere for that little wonder, finally settling for my fingers, as I had originally started. I sat back down on the couch and diddled myself to orgasm. Fun was had but not amazing like it could have been. Depressed about my loss, I turned to the internet to find something new.

My husband has never kept me from buying new toys. He loves to keep me happy. Unfortunately his sex drive isn't as aggressive as mine. He is a stunningly attractive forty-five year old man with silver hair and a cock that would make any woman weep just to have a taste. I know I beg for it nightly.

Toys, right. I am so easily distracted. So, I was starting to talk about my newest treasure hunt. I have always wanted a set of genuine ben-wa balls, 24 carat solid metal balls to stick up my starving pussy for a little kegel fun, so that is where I started.

I went first to one of my favorite sex shops online and did a search. They had a lot of anal beads but I wanted true ben-wa, so where to? Well to skip all the boring shit, I wound up on Ebay. The mecha of anything you could ever imagine. I did a search and there they were. I bought them for a whopping 13.26, shipping included. You could not imagine the turn-on. I fucked myself hard after ordering those little suckers.

Now came the wait. I have never been good about waiting, so I did research. For those of you who have never owned ben-wa they are teeny, tiny, the size of grapes. I was disappointed but still curious. I have always collected the larger jingly version so I wasn't too put-off. They would go great in my collection.

I did come across something called Smartballs in my quest for ultimate pleasure. They are these two round, slightly egg shaped, balls coated with silicone and inside is a free floating heavy ball that rocks and vibrates as you move. I was sold. I again made my way to Ebay and found a vendor selling them right here in my state. Her store was about an hour and a half away so I bid on the auction instead of traveling into the city.

My little box of love showed up not two days later. I'm not even sure that my husband knew what they were or that I even bought them, but there they were. They were beautiful, solid black with magenta stripes, about 4 inches long and 1.5 in diameter. As you can expect, I was eager to stick them inside me. They came with a silicone-based lube, which I have to say I didn't like, but I decided to try anyway, just because.

I went upstairs and stripped down to nothing. I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror massaging my ample breasts, tweeking my rock hard very sensitive nipples as I watched myself in the mirror. It was such a turn on watching myself as I pleasured myself. My hair hung to my waist in a dark red wave of curls and lightly caressed my sensitive skin. I'm not going to lie to you and say that I am modest because truth be told, I think I'm a hottie. I would fuck me and have often. LOL!

Seriously though, I am about 5ft 5in, depending on who you ask, and 135lbs. I carry most of my weight in my chest, 36DDD and my hips also a 36. I have light green eyes and an almost porcelain complexion. I have my Scottish relatives to thank for those traits. My tits are firm and perky and I have quite the suckable nipples, or so my husband, Henry, tells me. My name, which I just realized I didn't tell you, is April Rain, named after the month I was conceived in and the weather the day I was born, I kid you not. My parents fancied themselves quite the hippies back in the sixties.

Back to me and my little love balls. I continued to massage my breast watching myself in the mirror. I closed my eyes and my hips rocked against the vanity. I was really getting off on the idea that soon those lovelies would be shoved tight in my cunt. I didn't want to cum right now though. I hoped that they would help build me all night until Henry could relieve my ache.

I had to pick up my Henry in about 10 minutes so I reluctantly stopped fondling myself and picked up the lube. Breaking the seal, and squeezing the contents of the package I decided that I wouldn't be using that slimy stuff after all. It felt too much like grease and I was afraid it my be hard to get off, so I washed my hands and grabbed the KY.

I lubed those little love orbs up good and in the process my fingers. I couldn't resist. I spread my swollen pussy lips and delved deep inside my hole lubing myself up nicely. God, did it feel good. It was all I could do not to bring myself as I pumped my slit hard. There was so much lube I had three fingers wedged up my cunt without even trying.

I reluctantly pulled my fingers out of my aching pussy and inserted the balls deep, wedging the top ball snug against my womb. I felt so full! It was absolutely amazing. I walked out of the bathroom with a sway of my hips, giving the balls the momentum they needed to really jiggle. I was in heaven. Every move I made rocked me slowly building my orgasm.

With a satisfied grin, I pulled on a pair of spandex shorts and a long t-shirt and headed to the car to pick up my husband. He had taken the train today and would be pulling in any minute. I felt so naughty wearing these little gems outside in the real world. No one, not even Henry would know the secret pleasure I held tight inside me.

I got in the car and they moved just enough to steal a moan from my lips. This was going to be quite a ride. Starting the car, I pulled out of the garage and was on my way. I arrived at the train with seconds to spare. It was still light out and I could see all the frustrated people leave the station. If they only knew what I held, maybe they would be a bit happier. Hell, I was so giddy I was nearly squirming.

Henry got in the car with a mild grumble, but kissed me anyway. Apparently he had had a couple of rough clients today and only just caught his train. I comforted him with a long wet kiss and within minutes he was massaging my leg. Oh the sweet torture!

"Mind if we stop at the store before we go home, sweetheart? I need creamer for tomorrow," he said as we were just turning onto the main road that led to our subdivision.

"I don't have a bra on, babe. What will people think?"

I have always hated to go out without a bra. I think it was the teasing I received as a young girl when I was the only one with tits. I was an early bloomer in almost every way.

"I think it's sexy, April. Come on. Be a good girl. I promise to make it worth your wild tonight," he said as he massaged my already rock hard clit causing me to moan.

If he only knew what he was doing to me. I almost told him but it was my naughty little secret and I was enjoying it. I squeezed my muscles tight around my two invaders and thought about the pounding he was hinting at giving me.

"Fine but promise me you'll really give it to me good tonight. I am so wet. I could cum right here just thinking about you rutting inside me."

"Oh the language love. My virgin ears," he feigned embarrassment.

"Yeah right. You love it when I talk dirty to you," I winked.

"You got me pegged for the dirty old man truly I am. In fact, I want you to really squirm for your treat tonight," he said grinding his finger mercilessly into my clit. "Hey, let's go to that Thai restaurant you love before going home," he said ruthlessly.

"No way! I looked like a slut dressed like this," I pouted.

"Yes, but you're my extremely beautiful slut. Can't I simply want to show you off before I take you home and pound your hot wet cunt until you are screaming and begging for release?"

"Oh god, Henry! I am so fucking horny and you are not helping. Why don't we just stop home and you could fuck me. Then we can go anywhere you want, please," I begged him.

If he only knew the torture he was putting me through. My cunt muscles were convulsing tightly around the little fuckers I shoved up there. If I didn't cum soon, I might go insane.

"No. I'll take you home after we've eaten and not before. I like to make you squirm. I know how hot making you wait will make you and I want to savor it. Now drive my tarted up slut."

"Meanie," was all I could think as I drove him to the store and then off to dinner.

We arrived at my favorite restaurant and he asked for a corner table, out of the way. I normally sit across from him so we could talk but tonight he wanted me to sit next to him. I protested.

"You know I hate to sit next to you. I can't see you. How can I talk to you?"

"Knowing you, you'll find a way love. I have faith," he poked fun at me.

"How rude!" I said mockingly.

I love to talk and even this little inconvenience wouldn't keep me quiet for long, however his hand rubbing my clit as soon as I sat down would definitely distract me.

"Henry! They'll see us," I said quietly trying to push his hand away.

"They won't see. Now sit still and let me play. I've had a really hard day, kitty. Plus, if I don't get what I want, you won't get what you want, and from the soaked spot on your shorts, you definitely want. Oh and I don't want you to give anything away when Susan comes to take our order. Just smile and order or should I order for us," he said stroking my clit hard under the table.

"Oh, god, please stop, love, please. I can't take it," I said panting.

"I'll order for us. You just relax, baby. I'll take care of you," he said wickedly.

"You bastard," I said not meaning it and loving every minute of his caressing.

"I love you too, my sexy, sexy slut," he said kissing me lightly.

He pushed his fingers as far as he could inside me through my shorts. I was so close to cumming with his fingers rubbing me hard and my cunt just kept working against the balls filling my cunt. I moaned.

"Hush, love. Remember, this is our little secret," he said huskily as he pinched my clit.

I gasped just as the waitress came to the table.

"Hi, guys. Good to see you again. You haven't been in while. April, you ok? You're looking a bit flushed."

"I'm fine, really. I've just been running. I started working out last week and I am still getting so out of breath," I said trying to keep my composure.

Henry was working my cunt fast and hard, driving me closer and closer to the brink of what was sure to be an explosive orgasm. I started to breathe heavily and my eyes were drifting shut.

"Are you sure your ok, dear? Let me go get you some water. You're breathing so heavy. Maybe you should take the exercise slower."

"Some water would be great, Suz. She'll be fine in a minute or two," he said knowing just how close I was to cumming.

"Please, Henry. I'm so close. I'm not sure how long I can hold it, baby, please," I begged as the waitress went to the bar to get me some water.

"I want you to cum for me, April, here, now. You have no idea how bad I want it but I know how loud you cum. You'd have Susan calling 911," he laughing lightly as moved his hand from my lap giving my poor clit a break.

"I think you might be right," I agreed laughing.

Susan came back and we ordered our usual, pot stickers, satay, pod see ewe and drunk noodles. We definitely know what we like and so did most of the servers in our area. We sat there once she left talking about our day, when Henry started massaging me again. I had just gotten where I could sit still for a moment without my cunt screaming at me for release.

"You are relentless tonight, aren't you?"

"You complaining?" he said teasing me.

"Absolutely...Not!" I said spreading my legs wider, letting a slight moan escape my lips.

He was working my clit and cunt good when our food came out of the kitchen. I was close to cumming again by the time Jason served us. He placed our plates down and left with a raise of his eyebrow and a bit of a grin. I think he knew what my incorrigible husband was up to.

"Smells great!" Henry said as he picked up his chopsticks.

I was practically panting and the juices from my pussy made the chair a bit slippery, but I managed to say, "Mmmm, I agree but I am not thinking about the food. Can't we take this to go?"

"No. You know this stuff doesn't re-heat well, plus I am really enjoying my time with you, in public."

"Again, I say, you suck!"

"I know, but trust me when I say that you will not suffer much longer, baby. Feel me. I am as hot and hard as you."

I decided to take his offer and rubbed my hand down the front of his jeans. He was harder than I had felt him in a long while. I gave his shaft a solid squeeze through his thick jeans. He moaned.

"See, baby. The torture is mutual. Now please eat so we can go home. I want this monster in you," he said gently removing my hand from his bulge.

"You win," and that was all I had to say.

***

We got home and he went about doing the usual things he had to do before he could relax. He put his laptop on the charger, rinsed out his mug, and unpacked his bag. I was headed upstairs when I heard him check the front door for packages. I admit that in my excitement over the balls, I forgot to check for deliveries. Oh well, so I fucked up.

"I'm going to get into something more comfortable, dear. I expect you to hurry, darling," I said erotically as I headed for the stairs.

"I will be right there, kitty. I promise."

I stripped down and went into the bathroom to evict my juicy friends. I pulled the coated string and they slowly plopped out. The last one actually had a bit of suction built up and so made an audible, "pop". I laughed as I cleaned the moisture off my thighs. I was really wet and it only had a little to do with the lube.

I went and laid in my favorite come get me position on the bed, on my belly, spread eagle. I just loved when he came up and lay right on top of me. He always rested his hard cock right in the crack of my ass and massaged me just right.

This time was no exception. I heard his breath catch as I wiggled my heart shaped ass at him. The bed shifted has he climbed onto the bed. He gave my ass a light smack before squeezing my cheek in his large hand. I moaned, rubbing my cunt into the bed.

"Tell me what you want baby," he said as he ran his finger along my folds.

"Oh, Henry! You know what I want, please."

"I want to hear you say it, April."

He smacked my ass hard, drawing a moan from me. He knew how I loved when he played rough. I was out of my mind with excitement and could barely think let alone speak.

"April, tell me what you want. You are being so naughty today. Do I have to spank you?"

I moaned in response. He knew what he was doing to me but prolonged my torture anyway as he delved his finger deep into my hot, wet pussy.

"Oh, Henry," I moaned, grinding my hips into his palm.

"You like that, kitten? Should I continue or spank you for being a bad girl and not answering me when I asked you a question?"

He knew what my answer would be even before I opened my mouth and begged, "Spank me, lover, please."

"As you wish," he said as he pumped my slit faster, smacking me hard with his other hand.

"Oh god, please!" I practically screamed as he smacked my ass again.

"Beg me to stop," he said began to smack my ass repeatedly, his finger still pumping inside of me relentlessly.

"Oh please, stop, please, Henry. Ouch, Henry, please," I begged, panting.

The pain was exquisite. I could feel my ass getting very hot as he spanked me over and over, switching cheeks to redden me evenly. I was so close to cumming.

"More, slut, beg me to make you cum," he said pausing long enough to stick another finger inside me before continuing his punishment.

The sound of his hand spanking me resonated throughout the room nearly drowning out the sound of my moaning. I opened my mouth in attempts to speak but my breath caught. I tried again.

"Oh god, Master, please make me cum. Oh fuck, yes. Mmmm, yes."

I was building fast as he fucked me in time with the smacking of my ass. I was so close.

"Harder, please, harder," I moaned unsure which I wanted harder, but he obliged me by both spanking me harder and pumping his fingers into me with force.

"OOH, OOH, HENRY! OOOOOH!" I cried as I came, writhing on the bed.

As I recovered, I noticed that his spanking had stopped but he was still lightly pumping his fingers into me. He caressed my sensitive ass with his other hand causing me to moan softly.

"Did you like that baby?" he asked.

"Yesss," I said almost breathlessly.

He was quiet for a few moments as he rubbed my cheeks. They felt so hot and deliciously sore. I was soon meeting his hand and caresses with my backside.

"You are so beautiful, April and your ass, god, your ass is so red. I have to fuck you baby, now," he said removing his fingers and spreading my legs wide.

"Yes, please. Fuck me hard, baby."

He sat between my legs and I wiggled my ass up against the tip of his hard shaft, causing him to moan loudly. He felt so big. I don't thing he's ever been this hard.

He slid inside me with a loud moan, sheathing his cock deep in one stroke. I was so wet. He pinned my legs open with his knees and laid on top of me hold my arms out with his hands. I was trapped under him, just the way I loved it.

"Oh, April, your ass is so hot," he cried out as he began stroking his cock in and out of my wet hole.

He caressed his hands down my arms and under my body to grab my breasts. Squeezing them tightly as he fucked me hard from behind. He nibbled and bit the back of my neck as he stroked his hard thick cock in and out of my tight wet sheath over and over. In and out he pumped as I heard his breath became ragged.