Lacy opened her nightstand drawer several times over the next couple of weeks, but only looked at the out-of-place towel that kept the large phallus hidden. Lacy and her husband had been having a lot more sex lately. It may have been a pinch of guilt from the dildo or feeling hornier from it. Maybe a combination of both.

With her husband out running errands and Lacy doing her usual tidying up around the house, she stopped at her nightstand again. Opening the drawer, she fought the feeling of embarrassment and pulled the towel-wrapped dildo out.

Unfolding the towel that kept it hidden, Lacy knelt next to the bed while holding the dildo by the balls. The long, thick toy cock stood in front of her and she stared at it. Wrapping her fingers around the shaft at the midsection, she squeezed and then moved her hand closer to the head and squeezed again. Lacy’s mind drifted as she visualized the head pushing into her pussy.

Lacy thought, “I am a grown woman, there is nothing wrong with playing a little bit.”

She began running her hand up and down the shaft as she internally searched for permission to keep going. Feeling the familiar warmth between her legs, Lacy let go of the dildo. Sitting on the floor, she pulled her leggings down to her ankles and ran her finger between her pussy lips discovering she had gotten very moist.

Sitting on the floor, staring at the large, lifelike toy on her bed, Lacy's fingertip swirled around her clit and she closed her eyes. It wasn't any particular person her thoughts were drifting towards, but a feeling. The feeling of her pussy being slowly filled. The feeling of her body taking and giving at the same time.

Lacy reached onto the bed and grabbed the thick cock. Looking around, she wasn’t sure of what position would work best. Then Lacy noticed the long wooden frame that surrounded the bed. She wondered if it would work. Lacy pointed the suction cup end of the dildo at the bedframe and pushed. 

Surprised by the ingenuity, Lacy smiled. With the well-endowed dildo dangling from the bedframe, Lacy’s only thought was, “My God, that thing looks huge.”

Lacy reached into the nightstand and pulled the small bottle of lube from the drawer. She squeezed it over the head of the massive cock then smoothed it around with her finger. With her leggings down around her ankles, Lacy spun around and moved herself into position.

She felt the head of the heavy cock press against the back of her thigh as she tried to get the right angle. Reaching between her spread legs, she held its head in her palm and guided it to her opening. With a small adjustment, Lacy felt the large head push in, and she let out a moan. 

Pausing as she thought, “Fuck that thing is big,” Lacy lowered her head to the floor. She stayed motionless as the stretching of her pussy reminded her of the last encounter. Her mind began to swirl with what her pussy was feeling. Lacy couldn’t deny her body wanted it. She eased back, allowing its soft head and thick shaft to fill her more.

Slowly, Lacy started to rock. Slowly, more and more filled her pussy. Her breathing got heavier, and her mind absorbed the stimulation being given to the walls of her pussy. Lacy continued rocking and moaning, its thick, veiny shaft was sending waves of sexual bliss into her body. 

Her slow rocking became a little faster and a little deeper. Lacy began to feel a craving. It was a craving that came from deep inside. Lacy rocked, trying to make the strokes longer and deeper. She knew what the craving was. Lacy wanted the massive cock to take her, to fuck her. She wanted it to force her into orgasm, but something felt restrictive. Lacy didn’t want to stop, but had to.

Lacy’s rocking slowed as she reached down. Maneuvering her legs, she yanked her leggings off one ankle and then the other, tossing them across the floor. With the restraint gone, Lacy spread her knees further apart. Pushing back, she felt the thick shaft fill her deeper, causing her to move slower, and all the nerve endings in her body became alive.

Lacy was doing all the moving, but in her mind, she was being fucked. Once again, her pace became faster. Her pussy, body and mind began yearning and searching. The intense sensation filling her pussy commanded her every thought. She let out a long, loud moan when her body found it. The huge cock had found its way back into her fornix when Lacy’s ass cheeks touched the wooden frame of the bed.

Lacy could feel her body begging for the orgasm, and she began moving faster. Hearing the sound and feeling her ass cheeks slap against the bedframe, Lacy knew. She knew she was being fucked with every thick inch and she knew she wanted it. As Lacy threw back and her body consumed the heights of pleasure, she couldn’t help but call out. “Fuck me, fuck me!” 

Her pace continued as the orgasm she was chasing flooded her body. Her ass cheeks pressed into the bedframe and her body shook. Lacy could feel her pussy spasming around the thick shaft and her thighs tremble. The long, loud grunt of her overwhelming orgasm carried through the house. It was a release in every inch of her body that had her wide-eyed in amazement. Lacy fell forward, her body uncontrollably trembling as she lay on the floor filled with euphoric sensations.

It took several minutes for Lacy to regain enough composure to get up from the floor. Knowing her husband would be home soon, she decided a quick shower was needed. Lacy picked up her leggings and pulled the shirt off her body as she turned the shower water on. She tossed her clothes into the laundry hamper and opened the shower door to check the temperature. 

Lacy paused when out of the corner of her eye, she saw it. The huge cock was still stuck to the bedframe where she had just finished getting fucked into a delirious orgasm. With a confidence in her step, Lacy walked to the bed, wrapped her hand around the shaft and pulled the massive cock from the bedrail. Looking at it with a sly smile, Lacy headed into the shower with her large friend in hand.