Page 81 of Husband of the Year
I take a moment to hold the blue dildo, applying lube to it with care. Why is it blue? I have no idea. Did the person who designed it have a Smurf fetish? One will never know. My eyes shut, and gliding my slick fingers around the shaft, coating it with lube, I can’t help but imagine it’s Olan’s cock I’m preparing.
“Lean back on the chair, lift your legs and show me you’re ready.”
I shimmy down and hoist my legs up, doing my best to expose myself, and I hear Olan’s moan and growl echo in my ear.
“Mmmh. That’s my Marvin. So hot. So good. Look at your pretty hole.”
I can’t see him from this angle, but his voice spurs me on.
“Tease yourself with the tip. Right around the perimeter. That’sgood, babe. So good. Look at you. Fuck, I wish I was there… gliding my tongue around you, getting your sweet ass ready to take my cock.”
“Me too.” It escapes my lips like a reflex and I point my toes toward the ceiling slightly, raising my hips, hoping he gets a better view.
“Slowly, guide it in. Take a deep breath with me.”
Olan’s intense inhale fills my ear, and I mirror my breathing to his.
“Not too fast. Let’s take our time.”
I do as I’m told, pushing the tip in only a tiny bit, and when I clench around the toy, I quickly remove it.
“Easy, babe. Easy. Fuck, your hole looks so beautiful. I’d say I want to take a picture, but you’re literally giving me a live feed video.”
A tiny laugh bubbles up from my throat and I take a deep breath.
“That’s it. Deep breaths. I know it’s been a few weeks. We’re in no rush.”
With each gulp of air and the sound of his voice, Olan fills my head, creating a sense of tranquility.
“Do you know how much I love you? More than all the stars in the universe. Which astronomers estimate to be about two hundred billion trillion. It’s a massive amount.”
Olan knows how his nerd speak turns me on and I let out a big exhale.
“Ready to try again?”
I nod, unsure if he can see it from the phone, but he replies, “Just the tip.”
The dildo slides right to where I stopped it last time and I wait for Olan’s direction.
“Now a deep breath and give a little more pressure.”
My mouth makes a circle and I push the air out as I apply gentle pressure, and the dildo glides past my tight ring of muscle and fills me up.
“There we go,” Olan says slowly. “Now hold please.”
The cool silicone of the toy presses against the inside of my ass,pleasure radiating outward as I steady my breath while Olan’s sexy voice spills into my ear.
“You’ve got me rock hard, babe. My entire life, my dick has never been a jealous fellow, but right now, it’s so damn envious of that toy. Filling you up. Feeling all the warmth of your body. If I could blink and be there, holding your legs up, thrusting my cock into your gorgeous ass, there’s nothing I desire more right now. I can’t tell you how fucking beautiful you look like this.”
As Olan urges me on, my hand slowly pulls and pushes the toy, opening up with the motion and sound of his voice.
“Fuck, Marvin. Does it feel good?”
“Uh huh,” I eke out, lost in the sensation. His breathing. His voice.
“Good. Now, I’m interested in seeing you leaning over the chair. Your ass up. Is that okay?”
Without answering, I lower my feet to the floor and stand, removing the toy. Before I turn around, I catch a glimpse of Olan on the screen. He’s leaning back, staring at his phone, jerking his cock faster.
