Nine Nights of Naughty Delights

The ninth day of Christmas dawned, and Carol, already a seasoned veteran of our little holiday ritual, greeted me with a weary smile. The previous nights had been intense, pushing her pleasure levels to their limit, and the sheer volume of stimulation was taking its toll. “Let’s get this over with,” she sighed, her voice a little raspy. “I need one of those super-fast orgasms, the kind that leaves you breathless and wanting more.”

I chuckled, handing her the rabbit dildo – a sinuous, vibrating marvel that always seemed to deliver exactly what she craved. The shaft pulsed with a gentle, insistent rhythm, while the little rabbit head vibrated against her clitoris, sending waves of anticipation through her. She immediately started experimenting, letting the vibrations wash over her as she settled into a relaxed position on the bed. Her hips began to move instinctively, a slow, undulating rhythm that escalated with each passing moment.

As the minutes ticked by, Carol’s body responded to the toy’s relentless stimulation. Her clitoris swelled, her labia stretched, and the pleasure intensified. With a decisive movement, she inserted the dildo, holding it firmly against her engorged clitoris while simultaneously activating the shaft’s thrusting and rotating action. The combination was overwhelming, a symphony of sensation that left her breathless. Her eyes squeezed shut, and her mouth hung open as the toy explored the depths of her pleasure. She gripped the rabbit dildo with both hands, the pressure on her beautiful, ample breasts pushing their nipples into hard, rocky knots. Rolling onto her side, she thrust and rocked her hips in perfect sync with the mechanical demon inside her, a primal dance of lust and release.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh,” Carol gasped, her muscles tensing as the climax drew near. Then, with a final, explosive surge, she erupted in a primal scream, “Ahhhhh!” The force of the orgasm sent her body convulsing, her muscles clenching and releasing in a frenzied rhythm. She quickly pulled the rabbit dildo from her now-twitching pussy, collapsing back onto the bed in a state of blissful exhaustion.

I had been eagerly anticipating this moment, having spent the last few hours pumping my cock with fervent anticipation. Crawling onto the bed between her outstretched legs, I prepared to deliver a generous load into her warm, wet depths. But before I could even begin, Carol placed a restraining hand on my chest, halting my advances. “Not a chance after that,” she declared, her voice firm. “Go take care of it yourself. I’m having a nap.”

With a playful smirk, she rolled over and drifted off to sleep, her legs still spread wide, showcasing her recently defiled pussy. I decided to take her advice, pulling up our tablet and settling into a comfortable chair across from the bed. As I did, I activated the camera, ready to document this next round of intense pleasure. I lubed up my cock, preparing for a long and satisfying experience.

As Carol continued to masturbate, lost in her own world of sensation, I flipped through the video footage of previous sessions, relishing in her raw, unrestrained pleasure. The sight of her swollen body, glistening with anticipation and arousal, was a constant source of excitement for me. I couldn't help but let out a low moan as I watched her slowly work her way through to orgasm.

The rhythmic pulsing of the rabbit dildo, coupled with the intense stimulation of her clitoris and pussy, built a crescendo of anticipation. Reaching her peak, Carol let out a piercing shriek, “Ahhhhh!” Her body quivered with the force of the orgasm, her muscles contracting violently. As the final tremors subsided, she released her grip on the dildo, collapsing back onto the bed, her breathing heavy and ragged.

She lay there for a few moments, savoring the afterglow of her pleasure, before gently sliding her hand down her stomach to her glistening pussy. Slowly, deliberately, she began to stroke her slit with her fingertips, her movements slow and sensual. I watched with rapt attention, my body responding instinctively to her touch. A few moments later, she pulled out a tube of lubricant from the nightstand and applied it liberally to her wet pussy, preparing for another round of intense pleasure.

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she slid her knee between her legs and raised it up to her slick cunt, positioning herself perfectly for further stimulation. I braced myself, ready to receive the next wave of intense pleasure. As she began to move her hips back and forth on my leg, the sensation was overwhelming, my own body responding in kind. Her hand found my ass, pulling me in close as she began to ride my leg, driving her pussy down onto me and dragging it back up repeatedly.

Throughout the session, my cock remained hard and responsive, eagerly awaiting her touch. Carol’s breath quickened, her moans escalating in intensity as she continued her rhythmic thrusts. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of my anticipation, feeding off my desire. I continued pumping my cock, my pleasure levels rising with each passing moment. Her hips continued to move, her clit slamming against my thigh, each impact sending shivers down my spine.

As she neared her next orgasm, Carol began to pull away, her body arching in anticipation. She continued to lick and suck her nipples, intensifying the pleasure, before resuming her rhythmic thrusts. “Ugh, ugh, ugh,” she moaned, her voice thick with pleasure, each time her clit hit my thigh. Her fingers dug into my ass as she gripped tighter and tighter, her movements becoming more frantic. I continued to respond, my cock throbbing with anticipation.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah,” Carol grunted, her orgasm hitting with a final, explosive surge. “Ahhhhh!” she screamed, releasing her grip on my leg and rolling back onto the bed, her legs spread wide. She lay there panting, her eyes closed, savoring the lingering sensations of her intense orgasm.

I continued pumping my cock, my body saturated with pleasure. As she lay there, I decided to film her, pulling out the tablet and positioning the camera to capture every moment of her post-orgasmic bliss. With the lights dimmed, I focused on her body, highlighting her swollen pussy and her beautiful curves. I let the camera capture her slowly stretching out on the bed, her breathing heavy and ragged, as she continued to bask in the afterglow of her pleasure.

As the day drew to a close, I realized that this had been one of the most intense and satisfying experiences of our little holiday ritual. I couldn't wait to see what tomorrow would bring. The thought of another round of intense pleasure with my beautiful, sexy wife filled me with anticipation.

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