Uses a strap-on

Ross starts nervously, “After we fight, I let Rachel take control. She becomes the man in our relationship. And I don’t just mean metaphorically. Ahem.” He coughs a little. “Rachel will wear a strap-on.”

Phoebe sucks his dick while he talks. She stops, and asks, “What type of strap on?”

I notice that Joey’s hand has crept into my lap. His fingers drum the shaft of my cock. I’m not sure if he wants me to reciprocate the gesture, so I keep my hands to myself.

Ross answers the question, “So the strap-on is like a belt harness situation. Rachel actually looks really sexy wearing it when she’s nude. And the dildo part of the strap-on is sort of customized.”

He makes us asks what he means. Joey asks, “How is it customized?” His big hand wraps around my shaft in a firm grip.

“It’s basically an exact replica of my cock,” Ross says. “I had it made for Rachel since I traveled so much. She could use it when she was lonely and I was away.”

Phoebe licks up his shaft, “Mmm that’s a good idea. Now how does she use it when she wants to punish you?”

Joey’s grip tightens and he moves his wrist up and down, jerking my cock. Mmm.

Ross continues, “She puts it on and makes me kneel in front of her. I can’t overstate how sexy she looks. Her rail thin body supports massive tits, and a long dangling cock. I’m so lucky to have such a hot wife.” He moans as Phoebe deepthroats him.

Joey raises his thumb and rubs my cockhead as he jerks me.

Phoebe takes his cock out of her throat so he can continue. “She stands in front of me proudly sporting a replica of my cock. She takes control, and makes me suck the dildo. She makes me experience what she does when she blows me. I know what pressure on the back of my head from a hand feels like. I know how it feels to gag on a cock because it goes too deep. I’ve never been able to deepthroat myself. So that’s an accomplishment Phoebe.”

She smiles, “Thank you for appreciating my skill. So Rachel makes you suck your own dick?”

“Most of the time, I suck the dildo, and then we fuck like animals while she’s still wearing it. Our makeup sex is so wild and full of passion. It’s incredible,” Ross says. “But…when we get into a really really bad fight, she takes it further for us to make up.”

Phoebe strokes his wet cock, the full length. She asks, “What does she do then?”

My hand inches into Joey’s lap. My fingers wrap around his erection. I squeeze it in my hand.

Ross admits, “She gets rough with me. She’ll slap with across the face with the dildo. She’ll bend me over and spank me. And she’ll act like she’s going to fuck me in the ass. She’ll press the tip of the dildo to my asshole, and then will reach around and jerk me until I come on the floor.”

Joey takes my hand and spits in it. I do the same with his hand. We use the spit to lubricant each other’s cocks as we stroke.

Ross continues, “One time, we had a really bad disagreement. We actually separated for a while. I thought she was going to leave me. But she let me back, and forgave me after she did one thing.”

“What did she do?” Phoebe asks.

Ross gulps, “She actually fucked my ass with the dildo. I’ve never fucked Rachel’s ass, but she’s fucked mine.”

Phoebe vigorously strokes his long cock. I imagine that length inside of him. How deep it would go. She asks, “Did you like it?”

Ross groans, “Yes.” And cum explodes up from his cock. Phoebe expertly aims it away from her so it mostly lands on Ross’s chest and stomach.

She says, “Thanks for telling us. We’ll never tell anybody, but I don’t think we’re going to forget. Right guys?” She looks over at me and Joey. She notices that we are stroking each other.

She smiles and asks, “Would you two like some help? Or would you two like some privacy in a room to yourself?”