Quite some time ago I bought my wife a small vibrator, and even though I encouraged her to use it she always refused.
My wife is in no way a prude, she just says that she prefers me to satisfy her. However it has always been a fantasy of mine to see her use her little toy.
My purchase moved from drawer to drawer in our bedroom, and even moved house with us several times, but whenever I produced it to be used my wife simply said 'No, I am not comfortable with it, I don't want to' So it found its way into the bedside cupboard, where it lay unwanted and unused.
Until last week.
After one of our regular mutual massage sessions, I found my wife's body too good not to eat. So I ate.
I licked and sucked on here until she couldn't help but let me do as I will. I ran my fingers up and down here wet crotch, spreading her lips, circling her clit, licking her all over. Then I remembered the toy in the drawer next to the bed!
I reached over with one hand, while still massaging her with the other, and fumbled around and found the magical silver bullet.
My wife watched as I leaned across and removed it from the drawer. I returned to her sweet slot, licking her again, then gently sucking on her outer lips. She gave a slight moan and shudder as I placed the toy on her outer lips, (I think it might of been cold), however there was no request to stop. I ran it up and down her swollen labia, then traced it around her clit, she raised her hips in anticipation, I twisted the little black knob on the end. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
SHIT. . . . . . . . . .
Then I could only laugh, it had been laying around so long that the batteries were flat!
Too late, the mood was broken, it was just regular everyday mind-blowing sex for the night.
And to think I was so close, but you never know what will happen next.