Oplease

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Gender: Straight Female
Age: 33
Relationship Status : With someone
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Confessions by Oplease:

Secret Fantasy ...

I started having fetish moments when I was young, but put it down to adolescent years and thought it was normal. This progressed to more obscure thoughts as I grew older, and trying to push the ‘I wonder what it would be like to do this’ down inside my stomach, until I became alone and slightly bored in a loveless relationship, and then it all began again.


I loved to rub my clitoris against soft material, and if it was silk I would watch myself in the mirror, while the fabric slid up and down until I was wet and panting like a dog after a run. I guess in the grand scheme of things this wasn't as weird as it seemed, because I started to live out my fantasies with my husband, but in such a way that I convinced him it was his idea. I have never owned a vibrator so always improvised with different things, it started with the odd remote control and progressed to a spatula and then to the heel of a stiletto shoe, the weirder the object inserted inside me, the more I became aroused and completely turned on, like a light bulb at the touch of a switch.


So one night when my husband was randomly on a porn site watching transsexuals, and becoming harder by the minute, I went into the kitchen and found my rolling pin, as it was wooden I greased it up with vasoline and walked confidently back into the lounge. As I presented this to him, he looked puzzled, then I knelt down in front of him and started to unzip his trousers, pulling them down with a little help from him, I then began to inch down his underwear, to reveal a hard stubborn cock, just waiting to be sucked. I told him to stand up while I pushed his cock into my mouth, as I started sucking and he was shaking with pleasure, I pushed my rolling pin up his anal passage, and watched as he groaned with pain and pleasure. I was pushing and pulling and sucking in a timely manner, and he was overcome with delight, as he cum inside my mouth, while shaking and trembling.


He has never realised that this was actually my fantasy and not his, and even though he cum like never before, I actually had my own wet moment, and still do at the thought of him joining my strange object insertion moments, and chuckle with delight that he thought it was an off the cuff moment….

Troubles At Home

Troubles at home....

After coming home from the shop one evening I opened the door to my cottage, calling to my husband, babe I'm back as I walked into the kitchen to put the alcohol in the fridge, which is situated in the renovated garage. I wasn't particularly quiet in my storage, so you can imagine how shocked I was when I walked in the lounge to find my husband on his phone with earphones in.

Not aware of my entrance, and being so engrossed in his phone I curiously looked over his shoulder and noticed he was on a live sex shows from a porn site?!

Not that I am a prude or shocked by this, I had never caught him before and never had any suspicions he was secretly watching these and spending tokens on these sites.

Still with earphones in and still not aware of me back from my little visit to the shops, I crept in the bedroom to see how this would evolve. Peeping at intervals to make sure he wasn't finished or walking around, and worried I would be caught, I crept in and around the door like a child playing hide and seek.

As I peeped around the door, I could see he was watching Transexuals, (derogative words Shemales or worse Chicks with Dicks? My eyebrows lifted to my hairline, I was intrigued as he was excessively aroused.

I admit our sex life has taken a bit of a nose dive since I had our children, but I thought that was only natural, and would recover eventually. I had tried lingerie, nipple tassles and even bought a vibrator, to see if he perked up and became interested?! Unfortunately this was always greeted with a pull of the duvet and a turn over with a sigh.

Thinking and peeping at the same time, I thought this was the possible cause of our dead sex life, should I pretend I didn't know, buy a strap on, and just put it on one night, how should I approach this.

As I peeked around the door, I saw him pull down his trousers and pop his hard erect cock out of his boxer shorts, as he sat there earphones in and mumbling on webcam to this TS, he started telling her how he wanted her and how he was throbbing to enter her from behind, and then wanted her to do the same to him? He said he wanted her to rim him and they could engage in Felching. (This word was new to me, so I researched it once the act was over).

He was basically having virtual sex with this TS and I was witnessing it, finding it hard to compose myself, feeling cheated on and puzzled, thinking is this a midlife crisis, or had he always fantasized over these TS's, I wanted to burst in there and confront him, and snatch his phone and telling the TS that he was mine etc. But strangely I didn't and once the shock had worn off, I started thinking about the situation and had another peep.

My husband was now in the zone, I could hear him groaning with pleasure as he watched the show and adding more token, he continued to wank slowly then fast, then slow again. He was still solid, I had never seen him this aroused....maybe this was a good thing, maybe I should let me have a hall pass and get it out of his system?

This was the knifes edge, I suddenly could feel myself getting moist in my panties and the more he groaned the more turned on I become, is this a voyeur thing, or was it just because I liked the thought of him so hard and enjoying himself, I wanted some of that too.

As I stood there in the dark, I slipped my fingers in my panties and started to finger myself at the same time he was wanking, in tune together, and although he was coming over someone else, at that moment in time, it simply didn't matter in the slightest. He eventually cum all over himself and I heard him say, thank you Kitty same time tomorrow. I had also cum and squirted all down my legs, so I tried to dry myself off with the dressing gown that hung behind the door.

I crept back to the front door and slammed it louder than before and repeated, hi babe, I'm back at which point he had his trousers up again and his phone was on the table. He had taken the earphones off, and was watching football again. Good game babe I asked as I put my head around the lounge door, yeah its not bad, did you get my beer, he replied as if nothing had happened.

I turned to towards the kitchen and smiled, same time tomorrow then Kitty....absolutely wonderful!!!