I lie in the dark, beside my husband. He's snoring with his back to me as usual. It's not that we don't love sex, just that life keeps interfering. As I do every couple of nights, if not every night, I reach under my nightgown, which I've started wearing again since it's getting cooler at night. My fingers go from one erect nipple to the other and back, loving the familiar lightning bolts it's sending to my pussy area. I love to play with my tits or have them played with. Soon, I have a hand on each side, rolling my nipples between my thumb and my fingers. My hips start thrusting involuntarily, wanting more. 

I reach down, not thinking about anything but how much I love the pleasure I'm getting, and part the lips of my shaved mons. I find my clit already damp and rub it in circular movements, feeling the lips getting swollen on each side of my fingers. I'm wanting more, wanting something inside me, but all the toys are on the other side of the bed except one.

I carefully get out of bed to reach it underneath my nightstand, and reach up to find my clamps on the window sill. I find two sets and climb back into bed for “me time.” First, I pinch the lips on each side of my clit and put a clamp on each side. Then I put the other set on my nipples. I play with my nipples after I put them on.

I spread my lips and insert the large dildo into my pussy, an inch at a time. I stretch to fit the large shape as it enters. Fucking myself with it slowly, in and out, in and out until I get it all the way in, I feel the finger that used to vibrate against my clit. I release the clamps, allowing more blood flow to my lips. I turn the dildo around so the finger is against my star and continue fucking myself, my finger on my clit, my other playing with my nipples, remembering a businessman I met a few weeks ago at a coffee shop.

I was wearing a short summer dress with nothing underneath. He had a suit, but no tie. Our eyes kept playing peekaboo until he came over and introduced himself as Jim. I told him my name was Selkie and he did a double-take.

“Are you the sexy Selkie who writes stories?”

I answered yes, and he said he very much enjoyed reading them, and that he was passing through town. We chatted for a bit, with our conversation getting more and more suggestive, and he invited me to his hotel room.

We entered and he took me in his arms, kissing me deeply, his tongue intertwining with mine. I felt his huge cock rubbing against me, straining to be released from his trousers. I slowly unbuttoned his pants, releasing his cock and kneeled, taking it in my hands and caressing the tip with my lips. I licked it, listening as he groaned with pleasure, then took it as deep as I could in my mouth and throat, sliding it in and out. 

He pulled out of me, led me to the bed and stripped the dress off over my head, doing a double-take when he saw the clamps attached to my nipples. He undressed and reached into his pocket and pulled out a tie before he carefully put his suit at the end of the bed.

My pussy was getting wet, as I anticipated what was coming.

“Get on the bed," he growled. 

I complied, and scooted up to the top of the bed. He tied my wrists together, told me to put them above my head and started running his hands over my breasts, playing with my nipples, before flicking his tongue over them. My hips jerked upward, wanting him to fuck me. He moved down my body, kissing me, parting my lips, licking from my pussy to my clit, and sucking on my clit.

“You're so wet and swollen for me.”

“Take me, give me that big cock, please.”

He moved up, taking his time. I could feel his cock sliding up my leg as he got closer and closer. 

Pushing my legs apart, and taking his cock in his hand, he asked, ”You want this?”

“Please, I need you now!”

He rubbed my pussy, making sure I was plenty wet, before entering me, slowly pushing in before pulling out, getting deeper and deeper each time until he was balls deep in me. He fucked me, varying his speed, slow then fast, and slow again, until I came, screaming his name.

“This pussy is mine now," he said.

He continued fucking me deeper and harder, pulling on the charms attached to my nipple clamps. The pressure built between my legs and in my head, until I came hard, screaming his name again and shuddering with intensity as he shot his sperm deep in my pussy. 

I slowly drift back to the present, knowing that I came quietly and my secret is safe.

Just then my husband wakes up, turning to kiss me. He licks my nipples, then sucks on them one at a time. I start to reach for him, but he says, “I want to see you cum first.”

I continue to fuck myself with the toy, oh so big in me, oh so deep.

He takes over, fucking me slowly, then fast, varying the speed with the toy. When I'm at the edge, he rolls over onto his back. I straddle him and, raising up, impale myself on his thick shaft. His thrusts meet my own as my pussy grips his cock and I cum, screaming, squeezing an orgasm out of him. I feel him shooting his seed deep in me. 

When I stop shuddering. I roll off him, reach down, get a handful of cum and pussy juice and lick it off my fingers.

As he starts to move away, I stop him. I take him in my mouth and lick and suck everything I can get.

“You like my popsicle?"

“Very much so,” I answer as we go to shower.