I remove the speculum. Taking off my towel, I stroke my hard-on. Climbing on top of the bed, I press my cock to her urethra, now extra sensitized, for stimulation, not penetration. I’ve heard of urethral intercourse but don’t know of anyone who has actually ever tried it.
As I sink into her pussy, I lay atop her and take her mouth.
“I’m proud of you, Bridge,” I say between kisses.
“Thank you, sir,” she replies a little impishly.
After kissing her deeply and thoroughly, I roll my hips into her and marvel at how good she feels. With her thighs splayed to the sides and pulled upward, I can go deeper than usual. But I want her to come again before I pound her to oblivion.
Rolling my body to the side slightly, I brush my thumb against her clit and occasionally over her piss hole. She shivers and, soon enough, asks to come.
“Whenever you want, babe,” I reply, because I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out.
Impatience boils in my balls. Bracing myself above her, I thrust harder and faster. She grunts and cries. I might be fucking her too roughly, but it’s hard to pull back. It takes every last ounce of willpower to stop. I switch my position and sit with my legs bent beneath me. I grab the Eroscillator. A minute of that and she erupts on my cock. I smack my pelvis into her, trying to shove myself as deep as I can. The flexing of her pussy helps send me over the edge. I buck and tremble as my cum drains from me.
After I untie her and remove the blindfold, she wants to see the sound that was in her.
“Why is it so long?” she asks.
“It can be used on a guy, too,” I tell her.
Her eyes widen. “You can put that thing down a guy’s penis?”
“Yep. The wider ones, too.”
She looks over at the other sounds. “Oh my…”
“You should pee after a sounding. Might help prevent urinary tract infections.”
She hops off the bed and heads to the bathroom.
I hope she doesn’t get a UTI, and I make a note to have some cranberry juice in the fridge in case. Some women get them more easily than others.
“Everything go okay?” I ask her when she returns. “Any burning or odd sensations when you pissed?”
She shakes her head and sits down next to me. “I can’t believe I let you put a metal rod into my…you know.”
I know of other things I can put in her but keep my mouth shut. Who knows? Maybe one day I’ll get through my list of kinks I want to do with Bridget. There’s time for all that. Especially if I make her mine forever.