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When I was younger, I had an affair with an older woman who enjoyed not only cukes, but squash and carrots alike. She was married and our families often had cook outs together. She really got off on using the veggies and then making a salad with them.
She would have mini orgasms just watching everyone eat her juicy veggies. It was very erotic.
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Nothing like a nice shaped cucumber to get me goingLots of useful objects can be found in a house...at least my house...
Imagination is all you need.
Cukes are wonderful.
All sizes huh?
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veggies
mmmm thats sexy
mmmm thats sexy
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I would love to be there for one of your play sessions marie....that would be a total turn on.Nothing like a nice shaped cucumber to get me going
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I have some thoughts on cucumbers.
So you like to play with toys. Well I have didoes, big
and small, light and black, soft and firm. phallics that glow in the
dark, plastic pricks that vibrate with one, two or three speeds, two
or more heads, nipple clamps, ankle restraints all manner of toys, not
to mention my Louisville Slugger. That is all well and good but no
substitute for a skilled hand, a quick tongue and the good old in and
out.
But I have something for you, a cucumber. Not just your
average garden variety cuke, but a King of the Cukes. I know a market
where they always have a wonderfully erotic section of produce, juicy
melons, tantalizing bananas and always the biggest and knobbiest
cucumbers.
Twelve inches long and twelve around with just the
slightest curve to it, this wasn’t destined for sandwiches.
But I digress, you , your hubby waiting, in distress.
You, on your back your feet up, your knees spread for your husband to
see just feet away. Your pussy is so wet from our previous play;
there is no need for the K-Y. I run the gourd along your slit to
bathe it in your juices. The cold skin sends shivers up your spine as
it passes over your clit. You pull back at first, but as it warms from
your heat you try to embrace, trying to force it between your lip
“Not yet sweetie. I don’t think we are all quite ready.”
I hear heavy breathing behind my back and remember your
Husband, bound there, a captive observer to our play.
“Here, see if you remember this aroma?” as I pass the
vegetable under his nose.
He inhales deeply and I see his cock start to rise andtwitch.
“Good, we are all having fun!” as I return to your waiting pussy.
Now I begin full strokes up along your slit and then back
down teasing your ass, spreading your juices as I go. The more I
stroke the wetter you get, the wetter the cuke gets.
So wet, you so hot, squirming. I know I have been teasing
but you can’t rush the chef!
I spread your lips with my fingers and place my toy right
at the opening of your sex and gently move it just a little in a
little out, a little to the left and a twist, not penetrating you
completely, but getting you to match my rhythm to appreciate the slow
easy stretching.
I hear little gasps escape from your throat and soft moans
coming from over my shoulder.
“Hmm! Him again!”
I turn,”Would you like a taste?” and offer him the cucumber once more.
This time he licks it like a kid with an ice cream cone.
“Hey, what about me?”
“I’am sorry dear!” and with that plunge the cucumber up into your eager cunt!
“Oh fuck!” the cry escapes between your clenched teeth.
“Hold this for me dear for a minute.” As I go for my bag and retrieve a condom.
You don’t seem to mind my absence and take advantage of your control
over the vegetable while I unroll the Trojan on my cock.
“Okay give it back to daddy little girl!”
“But I want it, so bad!” as you hand it over.
I am close to the bed now and I have you legs high in the air for easy
access. Again I am stroking you from the crack of your ass to the tip
of your clit, hitting you with shallow penetrations every other stroke
or so with our toy. You try to meet the thrusts but you can never
tell when they will come. You are so slick from your cunt to yours
thighs all the way up the crack of your derriere, just what I wanted.
Now as I plunge the green toy into your cunt I easy my prick into your
ass. At first touch you squeal and flinch but then you adjust,
relaxing, enjoying meeting me thrust for thrust. As I feel your
pleasure and comfort grow I go deeper with my cock, with my cuke,
deeper and deeper, harder and harder, faster and faster. We are in
sync, our breathing our thrashing , our passion. And then the flood
gates open and you hit your climax. I feel your anus spasm around my
penis as the contractions of orgasm sweep through your body. I keep
pump as to draw out your pleasure for I get mine watching you get
yours. And finally I see the waves subside, your breathing eases and
there is a tiny bead of perspiration on your forehead. I withdrew
from your dripping love nest, lowered your legs and gave you a long
deep kiss.
“Was it good for you? Did you come?”
“It was and I will! Turn over.”
You do as you are told and present me with a wonderful view of the
delicious derriere. I remove my condom; my cuke and my cock trade places.
“Ohh fuuck!” you moan as animal and vegetable DP you again. This time
there is no tease, no short little in and out. This is fucking loud
and clear; the slapping of my hips against your ass. You have taken
hold of the cucumber now as I have grabbed hold of your hips to
control my target. Again and again thrust, withdraw thrust, grind,
grunting as the animal passion surges through me. I hear myself, I
hear you ,Oh god, I hear the slapping of flesh against flesh, I hear a
faint panting behind me.
“Oh fuck I am cumming!” This time it’s me as I withdraw in time to
unload on your ass.
You, did you come again? I think so the sheets are soaked, my prick
is soaked the cucumber is soaked. Your husband? Shit, he’s still
there. Shall we allow him to partake of your pleasure? Maybe he can
clean you up with his tongue? Maybe he can clean me up?
It’s up to you!
So you like to play with toys. Well I have didoes, big
and small, light and black, soft and firm. phallics that glow in the
dark, plastic pricks that vibrate with one, two or three speeds, two
or more heads, nipple clamps, ankle restraints all manner of toys, not
to mention my Louisville Slugger. That is all well and good but no
substitute for a skilled hand, a quick tongue and the good old in and
out.
But I have something for you, a cucumber. Not just your
average garden variety cuke, but a King of the Cukes. I know a market
where they always have a wonderfully erotic section of produce, juicy
melons, tantalizing bananas and always the biggest and knobbiest
cucumbers.
Twelve inches long and twelve around with just the
slightest curve to it, this wasn’t destined for sandwiches.
But I digress, you , your hubby waiting, in distress.
You, on your back your feet up, your knees spread for your husband to
see just feet away. Your pussy is so wet from our previous play;
there is no need for the K-Y. I run the gourd along your slit to
bathe it in your juices. The cold skin sends shivers up your spine as
it passes over your clit. You pull back at first, but as it warms from
your heat you try to embrace, trying to force it between your lip
“Not yet sweetie. I don’t think we are all quite ready.”
I hear heavy breathing behind my back and remember your
Husband, bound there, a captive observer to our play.
“Here, see if you remember this aroma?” as I pass the
vegetable under his nose.
He inhales deeply and I see his cock start to rise andtwitch.
“Good, we are all having fun!” as I return to your waiting pussy.
Now I begin full strokes up along your slit and then back
down teasing your ass, spreading your juices as I go. The more I
stroke the wetter you get, the wetter the cuke gets.
So wet, you so hot, squirming. I know I have been teasing
but you can’t rush the chef!
I spread your lips with my fingers and place my toy right
at the opening of your sex and gently move it just a little in a
little out, a little to the left and a twist, not penetrating you
completely, but getting you to match my rhythm to appreciate the slow
easy stretching.
I hear little gasps escape from your throat and soft moans
coming from over my shoulder.
“Hmm! Him again!”
I turn,”Would you like a taste?” and offer him the cucumber once more.
This time he licks it like a kid with an ice cream cone.
“Hey, what about me?”
“I’am sorry dear!” and with that plunge the cucumber up into your eager cunt!
“Oh fuck!” the cry escapes between your clenched teeth.
“Hold this for me dear for a minute.” As I go for my bag and retrieve a condom.
You don’t seem to mind my absence and take advantage of your control
over the vegetable while I unroll the Trojan on my cock.
“Okay give it back to daddy little girl!”
“But I want it, so bad!” as you hand it over.
I am close to the bed now and I have you legs high in the air for easy
access. Again I am stroking you from the crack of your ass to the tip
of your clit, hitting you with shallow penetrations every other stroke
or so with our toy. You try to meet the thrusts but you can never
tell when they will come. You are so slick from your cunt to yours
thighs all the way up the crack of your derriere, just what I wanted.
Now as I plunge the green toy into your cunt I easy my prick into your
ass. At first touch you squeal and flinch but then you adjust,
relaxing, enjoying meeting me thrust for thrust. As I feel your
pleasure and comfort grow I go deeper with my cock, with my cuke,
deeper and deeper, harder and harder, faster and faster. We are in
sync, our breathing our thrashing , our passion. And then the flood
gates open and you hit your climax. I feel your anus spasm around my
penis as the contractions of orgasm sweep through your body. I keep
pump as to draw out your pleasure for I get mine watching you get
yours. And finally I see the waves subside, your breathing eases and
there is a tiny bead of perspiration on your forehead. I withdrew
from your dripping love nest, lowered your legs and gave you a long
deep kiss.
“Was it good for you? Did you come?”
“It was and I will! Turn over.”
You do as you are told and present me with a wonderful view of the
delicious derriere. I remove my condom; my cuke and my cock trade places.
“Ohh fuuck!” you moan as animal and vegetable DP you again. This time
there is no tease, no short little in and out. This is fucking loud
and clear; the slapping of my hips against your ass. You have taken
hold of the cucumber now as I have grabbed hold of your hips to
control my target. Again and again thrust, withdraw thrust, grind,
grunting as the animal passion surges through me. I hear myself, I
hear you ,Oh god, I hear the slapping of flesh against flesh, I hear a
faint panting behind me.
“Oh fuck I am cumming!” This time it’s me as I withdraw in time to
unload on your ass.
You, did you come again? I think so the sheets are soaked, my prick
is soaked the cucumber is soaked. Your husband? Shit, he’s still
there. Shall we allow him to partake of your pleasure? Maybe he can
clean you up with his tongue? Maybe he can clean me up?
It’s up to you!
