Caught with Her Vibrator

There is very little of this story that is true but the part about ALMOST getting caught is true. The rest is wishful thinking about if she had actually caught me.

You know the story. You hear it a thousand times. Go to any chat room and you will hear a variation of it. Married men frustrated by a fading sex life with their long-time partners. I have been in the chat rooms looking for mental stimulation, so to speak, and have heard the story and even repeated it myself a few times. Of course, nowadays you don't have to have too much of an imagination while chatting because people have computer cams and are more than willing to use them. I have seen couples having sex on their cams in these chat rooms. From flashing breasts to blowjobs to even having intercourse. Even though I have watched such behavior and have even gotten quite excited being a voyeur to these exhibitionists, I get more turned on by reading pornography than by actually watching it. So, as you might imagine it is the reading of the sexual exploits and fantasies of others that are the focal point of my story, my (partially) true story.

Starting at the beginning of this particular chapter in my life I have to give my wife some credit, she hadn't totally cut me off sexually. However, as with most men she could not and still does not have the sexual drive I wish she had. So, not being one who wants to go out and cheat on my wife, I would get on the internet and chat in chat rooms. More often than not, I would find myself searching for erotic stories. In particular I found I got more excitement out of reading about bi-sexual males than

anything. While reading I would imagine myself as that character and as I read I would masturbate. I had never been with another man but for some reason the thought of it excited me.

It just so happens that my wife watches as much television as I surf the net. I can hardly stand television, but I can spend hours on the computer. I usually end up in bed surfing the net while my wife is downstairs watching television. I am not just surfing porn, I also like to read sports, news, gossip, science, just about anything. I spend a lot of time reading about technology related to computers and digital photography. If all I did was surf porn I know my wife would be pissed and honestly, I would be too. That would be a sad existence. With that said, I do love to indulge

when the all too often sexual drought hits you know who.

She knew I occasionally looked at porn, but she didn't know that my real fetish was reading erotic stories and for sure she didn't know about my interest in bisexuality. One night I was reading a particularly good story and I was stroking myself pretty intensely. I didn't hear her walking down the hall and barely stopped in time so as to not get caught. I wasn't ashamed of masturbating because she knows I do and at times I have even asked her to watch me. It doesn't turn her on as much as it does me when I do this, but she accepts it. I guess it saves her from having to do anything other than watch.

At any rate, this particular time I was really turned on and close to orgasm when she walked in. I stopped in time, I think, and she didn't see what I was doing. When she has caught me previously, she gives me a knowing grin and usually makes a comment. This time she didn't. Even so I had passed the point of no return and my still stiff cock began to spasm and I had the most wonderful orgasm. It lasted longer than most because I was trying to stop my orgasm by flexing my cock but it had the opposite effect. The stimulation of the flexing blissfully prolonged my orgasm.

The harder I contracted my groin, the better it felt and the cum just kept pumping

into my underwear. The whole time this was happening my wife was walking back and forth in the room getting ready for bed. It was probably one of the most erotic orgasms I have ever had. I think it was because of the culmination of circumstances. First, I was almost caught masturbating; second, I was reading

something that turned me on that was "forbidden"; and third and probably the most important, it was a long orgasm that continued without me or anyone else touching my cock. I was in heaven and if my wife had even once looked at me during this time, I know I would have been "caught". When she finally got into bed I got out and went to the bathroom to clean up.

That orgasm really had an impact on me, and I longed for another orgasm where my cock was not being touched by anything or anyone. I tried over the next few days to recreate the experience but nothing I did ever approached it. My efforts did nothing but frustrate me. I began to search for stories similar to what I experienced and the closest I got was a story about a man being fucked in the ass by another man. The description of what occurred was the cock rubbing against the prostate of the guy being fucked caused him to cum all over himself. I was quite turned on by this and immediately thought of my wife's vibrator. In fact, I was so turned on that I decided to try it even though she was downstairs watching television. I looked at the clock and it was at least an hour before she typically came to bed. As I said, I

was extremely horny and longed for the hands-free orgasm, so I took the risk. Smart decisions are rarely made by a man with a hard-on.

I reached over to her nightstand and pulled out the vibrator and lube. I quickly stripped. Excitedly, I liberally lubed the vibrator and my ass. My cock was so hard I

thought it might explode in anticipation. Oh, how I wanted it to! Having never had anything in my ass before it wasn't the most comfortable experience at first but as I said I was extremely horny and willing to suffer a little to get the reward. I finally worked it into my ass far enough that I felt the vibrations on my prostate. I pushed it in and held it there and began to get a feeling like I needed to pee. Again, this was one of those erotic moments that you never forget. I was so close but not close enough so I began to move the vibrator in and out, all the while imagining I was that man in the story getting fucked. I was getting so close and then I heard

footsteps.

I immediately turned off the vibrator and covered myself up. The vibrator slipped out of me, immediately had the desire to push it back in. I wanted to cum so bad and was so close. Instead, I rolled over and feigned sleep. I was so turned on and excited about how close I was that I forgot her nightstand drawer where she kept her vibrator was open and that the lube was lying in the bed next to me. I only realized my mistake when she reached for the lube and put it in the drawer. I then heard her move some things around in the drawer and realized she was looking for her vibrator. She closed the drawer and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. As I listened to her brush her teeth and use the bathroom, my heart was racing. What was I going to do? How would I explain what I was doing with her vibrator? It was then that I realized that I still had the vibrator in my hand! Shit! I couldn't do anything with it because she was done in the bathroom and was on her way to bed. So I just lay there still holding it as she climbed into bed.

I was under the covers, but I was naked. I dare not move or try to do anything other than pretend I was asleep. As she slipped under the covers, she scooted up next to me and I realized she was naked too. My heart was beating madly. I had no clue what to do.

"What have you been doing baby?" she said softly.

My heart was going crazy. I couldn't speak. My body was frozen. I was scared. But my cock was rock hard.

"I know you're not asleep so quit faking. Where is it?"

I was lying on my stomach. As she asked this last question she rubbed her hand down my back to my ass. She eased her fingers in the crack, feeling the generous amount of lubricant there.

"Mmmm" she cooed "someone has been playing. Did I interrupt your fun?"

She was playing with me now. She wasn't mad, which was a relief, but it seemed now she was taunting me. What she did next completely surprised me. She pushed a finger in my ass quickly and forcefully. I couldn't suppress a moan.

"You like having your ass played with?"

She was mocking me, but the feeling was too great as she started to slowly fuck my ass with her finger. I couldn't help but continue moaning as my body began to react and move against her finger.

"Where is it?" she asked again. This time my body could move and I

handed it to her.

She didn't stop fingering me as she took the vibrator from me. In fact, she became more animated. It was obvious she was searching for my prostate. Being a nurse, she knew anatomy. When she bumped it, I could feel my cock twitch and jump. Again, I felt I was close to orgasm but just when I thought it would only take a couple more thrusts of her finger she stopped.

"Roll over on your back."

Suppressing a whimper of disappointment, I did as I was told. When she saw my stiff cock leaking precum she just looked me in the eyes. Meekly I returned her gaze waiting for her next move. A look of resolve replaced the look of... of what? Disappointment? Disgust? Surprise? I don't know what that look was but the look she had now might have even scared me just a bit.

She took her vibrator and placed it against my ass hole. In response I spread my legs and stared back at her with what I am sure was a pathetic, desperate, pleading look.

In response she gave me a wry grin and quickly and forcefully plunged her vibrator in my ass. I took in a deep gasp of air but did not cry out. She was looking at me closely, watching for my reaction. I think she wanted me not to like what she was

doing. It was like she was going to break me of this desire to have a finger or vibrator in my ass. When I didn't protest, she started fucking me with the dildo. She wasn't being gentle either. She was fucking me hard, the eroticism of it all was better than anything I had ever experienced. She wasn't letting up and the fucking was doing a number on my prostate. I thought the pain would dampen my desire, but I was surprised by the fact it actually was enhancing the experience.

My wife looked like she was actually starting to enjoy herself and that put me one step closer to the hands-off orgasm I so desperately craved. But as she got more into what she was doing she grabbed my cock and before I could tell her no, she gave it a stroke and I began to cum all over myself. She didn't let up with the dildo or her stroking until my erection began to fade.

"How did you enjoy being fucked by a woman?" she taunted.

"You may not want to hear this but... I loved it" I replied.

"I could tell" she replied as she ran her fingers through the cum on my chest.

She raised her cum covered fingers from my chest and placed them on my lips. I didn't resist and our eyes locked on each other. She was waiting to see what I would do. I didn't know what to do. Then, seemingly without a conscious thought, I kissed her fingers. Her hand and fingers never moved as she watched, almost like she was watching a movie. I then opened my mouth, and she slid her fingers in. I sucked and licked until her fingers no longer had any sign of my orgasm. The look on her face never changed and I had no idea what was going on inside her head.

"You aren't gay are you?" she finally whispered.

I am sure the look on my face was pure shock because that is what I felt.

"Absolutely NOT!" I exclaimed. "I love you and love making love to you. No man could ever take your place."

I was losing the sexual fever that I had just experienced because my wife was questioning my sexuality. I am not sure what I would have said if she asked if I were bi-sexual. Even though I had never been with another man the desire was definitely there, not to replace my sexual preference (women), but to enhance it.

"Then what was this all about?" she continued.

"I don't know. Just a fantasy I guess."

"Where did you come up with this? Is that what you look at on your

computer?"

I paused long enough that she knew I was looking at something on the computer that contributed to what I started, and she finished.

"Show me." She pressured as she pointed to the computer.

I didn't say anything or reach for the computer. I was embarrassed by what I might have to show her and couldn't make myself do it. She finally reached for the computer herself and placed it on her lap. When the password screen came up, she told me to type in the password and I could tell she wouldn't take no for an answer. I didn't say a word as I typed in the password because I knew as soon as she hit "enter" the screen would have the most recent erotic story I had been reading, the one where the man came without touching himself while another man fucked his ass.

She read the story as I watched. I was looking for some reaction, but she never changed her expression. When she was finished, she looked at me and I shrank in embarrassment.

"Is this what you want? You want a man?"

"It is just a fantasy. The thought turns me on but that doesn't mean I want to do it. I just got excited."

"So, you got out my vibrator to see what it felt like?" I nodded. "And you liked it?"

Again, I nodded.

She sat there for a minute while I had a million thoughts going through my head. The most prominent was that I didn't want to lose my wife over this. I thought maybe I needed to have therapy. I was ashamed, embarrassed, regretful. You name it I was feeling it.

"I love you." She started. "You know that don't you?"

"I love you too and I don't want to lose you" I almost pleaded.

The look on her face was one of pure surprise "Lose me? Are you worried about that?"

The look on my face said more than words could. She took me in her arms and assured me that she wouldn't leave me. She was more concerned about how she had failed as a sexual partner and that she couldn't please me anymore. This led to a very intimate conversation where we talked about fantasies and our sex life and our love for each other. The conversation made us grow closer than we had ever been at any time in our relationship. After the talking was done, we fell into each other's arms and slept a contented sleep.