One for me, one for you

"Mine? What do you mean mine?"

"Dim boy." She scoffs. Pointing at the 7 inch dildo. "That one is for me, I'll be using that later when I'm done with you. For the short time we have Manny as our bull I wouldn't dream of anything bigger for myself. I respect him too much for that." She then points at the 9 incher. "And that one is for you. I knew you'd want a nice big one Dan. Boys and their toys." She giggles. "Go big or go home, am I right?"

"Rebecca!" I gasp, still fixated on the big wang that was supposedly mine and big bottle of anal lube next to it. "What do you want me... You're not going to... You're not going to make me..." My voice trails off.

She chuckles even as she steps forward and picks up the harness. "I'm not going to make you do anything my love. No, no, no. If I fuck your ass you'll have to beg me for it first."

"Fuck my...ass!?"

I watch her as she slowly steps into the harness and pulls it up her shapely legs like a pair of panties. She pulls it up around her waist. On her left side she snugs the strap and buckles the belt. She had already fitted it so there were no adjustments to be made. The leather straps of the harness immediately gave her seductive bedroom attire a distinct bdsm edge.

"Fits nice, don't you think? Now be a good boy and pass me my cock. The big one I got for you."

"Uhhh..."

"Come on." She swirls her hand impatiently. "Pass it over. What are you waiting for?"

My hand is shaking as I obey. I reach out with more than a little hesitation and lift the big dildo from the vanity. It was thick, it was heavy, it was fucking big! The semi-realistic feeling silicone even had veins on it. It was quite the lifelike replica. I hold it a moment just to appreciate its size and feel. When I grabbed myself while erect the majority of my dick fit inside my grip, not so with this thing. My fingers couldn't even reach around its dark girth and there are extra inches sticking out from both sides of my hand. Rebecca waits patiently and watches closely. I squeeze it. Firm but with a bit of give. I study the realistic looking knob and its graceful shape and massive size.

I knew what she wanted to do with this...and it scared the hell out of me. My eyes are still locked on it as my arm moves as if by its own accord and I pass it over to her.

She nods approvingly and takes it from me. "Good boy." She holds it in both of her slender hands and lightly strokes it. "Felt nice having a real cock in your hand, didn't it?"

Seeing my wife handle that big dark cock was breathtaking. Despite myself I nod.

"Thought so." She smirks.

Unsnapping one side of the central O-ring my wife feeds the big schlong through, it could barely fit given its girth. She pushes it through until the wider base wouldn't allow it to go any further then she adjusts it so it sat correctly then resnaps the ring back into place. And then there she was. My gorgeously hot wife in the sexiest set of lingerie I'd ever seen...with a fat 9 inch cock sticking out in front of her.

Out of the corner of my eyes I could see both our reflections. Looking over I see my own comparatively feeble manhood caged and covered in a mesh thong, her huge artificial one standing out proud as could be. Our eyes meet in the mirror. There is a look of loving vulnerability in my wife that was downright...sweet.

In a small voice she whispers. "I told you I had some kinks too." In the blink of an eye she suddenly looked embarrassed and unsure of herself, her eyes drop. "Shit. This is too much... I feel so stupid. I'm sorry, we don't have to do this."

I wasn't sure if I wanted what was happening to continue...but I sure as HELL didn't want it to stop. Cognitive dissonance seemed to be a permanent state of mind for a cuckold.

I say in a soft but urgent voice. "Hold on, we haven't even gotten started. Don't stop yet."

She looks back up into my reflection. "Really?"

I nod. "Keep going." Turning back toward her, in the time it takes for my gaze to pan from her reflection to her face, the dominant confident woman I had served a sandwich to was back again.

"What do you want me to do?" I ask nervously.

"Mmmm, eager little boy aren't you? I like it." She croons. Her demeaning words were ambrosia to my ears. "What I want you to do is get down on your knees and suck my big fat cock."

I let out a lusty sigh. Holy fuck! Did my wife seriously just say that? My dick tests its bonds once more but it was well and truly contained.

She continues. "But here's the thing. To do that..." She points at the trio of butt plugs laid out. "...you have to have one of those inside of you. As much as I want to see you giving me head, as much as I want to hear you **** on my dick, you don't get the privilege of sucking cock for free Dan. You gotta earn this dick little man." Her ruby lips then curl into a wickedly lewd grin. "Besides...that tight little virgin ass needs to be loosened up before you can take my big ass stretcher. The bigger the one you choose now the easier it will be later."

"Ohhh fuck baby, you don't know you're doing to me right now talking like that."

"I'm not doing this for you cuck." She scoffs as she clubs my caged manhood with her own huge dick. "Last night was for you, tonight is for ME! Remember? Now shove one of those butt plugs up your booty hole and get on your fucking knees...boy!"