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Patricia wanted it cosy warm, but not hot. So she had adjusted the room temperature during the cold, windy day until it was nearly perfect. Today would be the day, when one of her dearest fantasies would come true.
After a late breakfast in bed, she and Matthew had spent the day at ease, alternating between a 3000 pieces puzzle and watching some episodes of their favorite sitcom. Patricia had prepared lunch, a steak for Matthew, and a salad for herself. She wanted to be sure to feel perfectly comfortable, not hungry but also not stuffed. She kept checking the room temperature every now and then. And she had changed the sheets to something with a light yet warm color.
Early afternoon, Matthew had hugged her and whispered that it was time to start the first phase of their plans. Patricia had been waiting for this, full of anticipation and a bit of arousal. Matthew fetched the wooden box with her butt plugs. Together they looked at the selection. He asked Patricia for her pick, and she choose a clear plug of medium size. She wanted to be open, but not too much.
She then lowered her yoga pants and nickers, and bent over, standing in front of a chair, supporting herself on it. Mathew lubed the plug, and her butt hole, and then slowly and tenderly slid the plug into her. It did not meet much resistance, due to the lube, and because she was well adjusted to the size of the plug – she did take larger ones every now and then, without actual discomfort, but requiring more lube and some pressure.
After receiving the plug, Patricia’s arousal grew. It became increasingly hard for her to concentrate on the puzzle. She took longer breaks, watching more episodes of the sitcom. Matthew as well lost focus, thinking about what was to come, rerunning the preparations he had made and the steps he would take, when the time came. He wanted this to be perfect for Patricia, full of gratitude for her and their relationship.
Later in the afternoon, both Patricia and Matthew were too distracted to continue the puzzle, and to aroused to passively watch TV. Both felt it was time. Patricia took the initiative, bobbed Matthew on the upper arm, and smiled broadly at him: „Time to move” she said. Matthew nodded and they both got up. He hugged her from behind, caressing her big soft breasts at the same time. Patricia leaned into him, savoring the touch. One of Matthew’s hands slid down to her pussy, and tenderly rubbed it. She rotated her hips to amplify the sensation. In this entanglement they moved towards the bedroom, not too fast, both enjoying the sweetness of the moment, bağcılar escort but as well not too slow, drawn by anticipation of what was ahead.
When they reached the bedroom, Patricia turned and kissed Matthew. She hugged him, and caressed his face. Then she stripped, putting her clothes in an orderly pile on a chair. Matthew stripped as well, but for the time being, kept his boxers on. He would feel awkward completely naked during the next steps.
Patricia slid onto the bed, noticing how warm it felt, since it had taken on the room temperature. She laid on her back, arms at her side, and and her legs slightly apart. Her pussy showed a slight glister because of her wetness. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed to a small patch above and clear of her clitoris. This was how Matthew liked it at this moment, but she had been bold, and with other trims at other times.
At the foot of the bed stood a small table, with something on it that was currently covered with a blue cloth. Of course, Patricia knew, what was underneath the cover, because that was what was the core of her fantasy: a fucking machine. She had not actually seen it yet, as Matthew had made the choice and the purchase. So, when Matthew stepped over and pulled the cover, she finally saw for real what she had been longing for: a sturdy machine with a long slim steel rod, driven back and forth by an extender wheel. She got up on her elbows to take in the view, and her arousal increased further immediately.
Matthew proceeded another wooden box, Patricia had not seen before. It it was a collection of five dildos that could be attached to the machine. They were all of the same color, a light blue, but differed in length and girth. Matthew asked her for her pick, and she scanned the offering. Quickly she came to the conclusion that the choices were based on Matthew’s size as a reference, going shorter and longer, and with smaller and larger diameter.
Patricia picked the long one with Matthew’s girth. She took it out and handed it to him, smiling, and trembling a little bit. Matthew took it, caressing her hand, and moved over to the machine. He mounted the dildo onto an extension and fixed that in turn to the rod already in place. He then made some adjustments on the machine: He understood by her choice that Patricia wanted it deep and slow, and he made the settings accordingly. And he applied a generous amount of lube on the dildo.
The dildo was now in the air above Patricia’s thighs. She looked at it and her arousal grew further. „Getting closer” she thought, and bahçelievler escort moved herself further to the side of the bed, laying on her side, facing Matthew and close to him. He now dropped his boxers, showing a sizable erection, and asked Patricia to turn around, facing away from him. He needed access to her butt hole, which she happily granted. Slowly, Matthew pulled out the plug, realizing gladly how relaxed Patricia was. He set it aside, and got some more lube. First, he applied some on Patricia’s butt hole and the immediate perimeter, then he filled some in a syringe with a small, lengthy, rounded off tip. He bent to kiss Patricia, starting at her face and then moving slowing downward. He kissed her neck, her shoulder, the side of her breast, her belly and then her butt. At last, he carefully inserted the tip of the syringe deep into Patricia and injected the lube into Patricia’s bowls. He pulled the syringe out slowly while doing so, in order to spread the lube evenly along the way.
Patricia felt the lube in her bowls. She was full of gratitude for Matthew’s considerations, and hence even more ready for what was to come. She slid over, giving Matthew space to get on the bed and to lie himself in a position on his back, where the tip of the dildo was above midway between the base of his penis and his belly button. His legs were dangling over the bottom of the bed, something he had been aware of in beforehand but had not found a viable solution for so far. Thankfully the room was nicely warm.
Patricia now straddled Matthew. She took his face in her hands and kissed him tenderly. When he whispered: „Are you ready, my love?”, all she could do, was to nod, swallowing hard on a wave of arousal and attraction. He asked her to slide backwards until she felt the tip of the dildo at her butt hole. Matthew took the dildo to maintain the alignment. With his other hand, he produced a remote control and pressed a button. The dildo started moving, very slowly. The tip pressed against Patricia’s butt hole, prying it apart easily because of her arousal, and the caring preparations by Matthew. It kept going and Patricia felt the sensations of friction at her butt hole, and the penetration into her canal. She adjusted her position a little bit and let the dildo come further.
When the dildo reached its maximum penetration depth, Patricia felt fully stuffed. It made her dream come true. The dildo withdrew slowly, dowsing her with more sensations. She let go a deep sigh. Matthew gave her a concerned look, but relaxed when he realized her şirinevler escort pleasure visible in her eyes.
The look in her eyes was Matthew’s telltale to proceed to core of Patricia’s fantasies: He hugged her tightly, pulling her towards his chest and face. Her breasts pressed against his chest, her face was cheek to cheek with his.
Matthew increased the speed the dildo to a slow pace. Patricia felt its travel through her bowls and relished the sensations of the dildo together with the tight hugging. It gave her the feeling of security that amplified her arousal. She let go completely, being cradled in Matthew’s arms and being penetrated in a steady pace. Her clitoris rubbed against Matthew’s belly, and her wetness provided the lubrication that kept the intensity level low enough for her to last a while.
Matthew listened to Patricia’s breathing. He was aroused by the whole situation and the nudges of her pussy lips to the tip of his penis. This was not about him, but about Patricia, and he gladly observed her increasing arousal. When he felt that she was getting closer to climax, he started to increase the speed of the dildo slightly, and continued after confirmation by her body.
Patricia felt she was getting closer to a climax through the stepwise increase of the speed of penetration. She rubbed her clitoris harder against his belly, and snug in deeper into his embrace with her upper body. When the climax came, it overwhelmed her. She bucketed strongly, but Matthew held her tight. She squirted, for the first time in her life. That sensation was a relief of the tension created by her arousal, and almost made her faint.
Matthew stopped the machine, when the dildo was at the deepest in her bowls. He kept holding her tightly, but started to stroke her back lightly. Both stayed like that for a long while, Patricia completely void of thoughts, just indulging the aftermath of her orgasm, and Matthew being content that he managed to fulfill her fantasy so masterly. He felt Patricia’s fluids flowing on his belly and forming puddles on the sheets next to his body. It must have been a lot.
When the arousal left Patricia she felt the strain on her legs. She lifted her head, and looked Matthew in the eyes. He understood immediately. The withdrawing dildo was like an afterthought to Patricia, a note of her body to her mind to repeat the feast. She got down from Matthew, laid on her side and slid a leg over his body so that her knee rested of his belly. She felt the moisture of her fluids and dipped her index finger into the puddle that remained in Matthews belly button. With the moist tip of her finger she touched Matthew’s nose lightly, and then kissed him deeply.
Then she got up, freed the space over the bed from the dildo still there, and fetched the blanket. Tenderly, Patricia covered Matthew, who had slid upward in the mean time, and got under it as well. She snuggled close to him and fell asleep, exhausted and happy.
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