The Wrong Panties - Sex Stories

The Wrong Panties

... shop together to buy it. Now she found herself bringing it up to her face and kissing the fat head absent-mindedly as she silently padded past the sleeping form of her husband, out of the room, and downstairs to the basement, retrieving her phone from the dresser as she passed by.

She wasn't sure how she found herself doing it, but a few minutes later, she was sitting on the basement lounge dressed only in the panties but with the crotch now pulled to the side. Casually, she teased her swollen pussy lips with the head of her dildo, liberally coated with saliva, as she slowly scrolled through the Instagram account of Gym_Josh_2000. It had only taken her a few minutes to find him, knowing his surname from work. As the name implied, it was based around his workouts, so was dominated by pictures and videos of him lifting weights. Carmel didn't mind at all. He was even fitter than she had assumed, and she found herself staring at the handful of topless pics he had, his abs rippling.

Carmel was about to slip her toy into herself, settling on a looping video of Josh doing sit-ups, when she noticed a new video appear on his page titledWorking out after an intense meeting this morning. Carmel let the video play, seeing it was a side shot of Josh lying on his back with his shoulder blades on the floor but his knees bent so that his feet were flat on the floor and his hips were raised - topless, she noted with pleasure - a classic glute bridge.

Across his hips lay a ...

... heavy-looking barbell, yet still giving her a glimpse of the bulge that had caught her attention so firmly earlier that day. Slowly, he lifted his butt up from the floor with a grunt. The sound sent a thrill through Carmel, her bare nipples automatically stiffening as her clit twitched. Carmel found the volume button on the side of her phone and turned it up, watching as Josh performed a second thrust, once again letting out a grunt. This time, Carmel's pussy clenched at the sound and she moaned softly to herself.

Looking around, she found her son's gaming headset. Placing it over her ears, she plugged it into her phone just in time for Josh's third thrust. This time his grunt was right in her ears, and in stereo, as though he were grunting into the back of her head. At this, she couldn't hold back, easing the fat head of her toy between her tight but very wet lips. Laying back, she held the phone above her face, as close as she could whilst still focusing on Josh's ripped torso thrusting up and down, and matched his slow thrusts with her toy. At first, she was only able to push the fat rubber toy in about halfway, but as she watched the looping video over and over, Josh's grunting spurring her on, she pushed more and more of it into her clinging tunnel. Although it was slow going, she knew she would cum in a few minutes, and she knew she had to match his thrusts rather than speeding up, as though he were slowly fucking her as she sat astride his strong hips. The thought sent a ...