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It was almost midnight when you were in the kitchen, leaning against the sink while washing some dirty dishes that you had used a while ago to prepare dinner and to eat.
You wanted to wait for your wife, Sevika, to have dinner together, but as soon as the clock struck nine o'clock at night, she called you and insisted that you should eat without her, since she would be late due to a problem at work. It took a while to convince your thick head, but in the end, she won and you had dinner alone. You ate and watched TV as the hours passed, deciding that now you would wait for Sevika so she could eat and then you could wash all the dishes. However, it turns out that she said she would be late, and that was what would happen after all, so at eleven fifty you gave up again and went to wash the dishes.
Minutes later, you heard the sound of the front door opening. You knew it was your wife when you heard the distinctive sound of her huge ring of keys. You felt relieved about that, leaving a small smile on your face, without taking your eyes and hands off the dishes you were finishing washing.
She didn't call out to you, but you knew she was coming towards you by the sounds of her heavy boots hitting the floor, coming from the living room into the kitchen.
It wasn't long before you felt a strong arm and a bionic arm around your waist, a small kiss on the back of your neck and then her tired breath on your neck, as she laid the side of her head on your shoulder. You turned off the tap and leaned over a little to pick up a napkin that was hanging from the small metal arch in the sink, drying your hands so you could then take one of them to Sevika's hair, running your fingers through the strands to caress.
“Tough day?” You asked. She mumbled softly and shifted in the hug.
“It was a peaceful day... But the security guard on the night shift had to leave, his wife went into labor. The substitute wouldn’t arrive until after ten, and there was only me to cover.”
“Hummm…”
You turned to hug her completely, putting your arms around her, letting her burrow into you, snuggling like a puppy. Sevika could be adorable when she wanted to, but this was a part of her that she was determined to show only to you, one of the only people – if not The only person – with whom she allowed herself to be so vulnerable.
This was due to the fact that you two went to very difficult times for quite a while, years ago.
None of you ever had a lot of money, but it was enough to keep your families stable, even though you lived on the poorest side of town. You lived with your grandmother, and Sevika lived with her father.
You two met on the way to the neighborhood public gym, when you bumped into Sevika, who was leaving a family friend's house for maintenance on her bionic arm; both young adults, twenty and twenty-four years old. Since then you two became good friends.
Coincidentally, in addition to entering the same university together, you were the new hire of a small convenience store in the neighborhood, and the person managing it was Sevika's father, who also worked there, mainly unpacking new products. That's how you got even closer. Your friendship grew a lot stronger over the years until you developed a relationship. Even amidst the chaos of reconciling academic life, personal life and work plus the difficulties in correlating your stubborn personalities, in the end, it worked out and there you were, completing three years of dating. You were twenty-three and Sevika was twenty-seven.
It was in the following year, when Sevika's father passed away, that things began to go completely wrong. He and Sevika never had a good relationship, but it was essential how working in his store helped her financially, even if he just wanted Sevika there to have less work. He wasn't a good man at all, and he didn't make the slightest point of telling her that he sold the store to a company before he passed away, leaving you two and two other employees unemployed.
You asked Sevika to live with you and your grandmother. For a while, you managed to stay stable with the three of your savings, but of course, that money wouldn't last forever.
The two of you had a lot of difficulty finding a new job, to the point where Sevika got involved with some old friends and helped them with some work involving drugs, which was very dangerous, but it was still a source of income. She finished her senior year of college and dove right into it. You hated it, which was the reason for several of your arguments.
Sometimes, Sevika would come home from work injured. She maintained a calm and painless posture when your grandmother ended up seeing her like that, not wanting to worry the poor old lady and distress her fragile heart; but you knew she was in pain, especially when you found bruises on her stomach, clear signs of aggression. Over time, combining her security course and the fighting skills she learned from her late mother and friends, she became more experienced, arriving with fewer injuries when she had a fight, sometimes with none at all. Either way, she just wanted the best for all of you. Your college, her grandmother and your stability were the most important thing, it was what motivated her to continue working on it, but always taking as much care as she could.
It was only two years later that a good opportunity arose. Your grandmother passed away in the meantime, leaving a bitter hole in your heart. If it weren't for your teacher – and of course, for Sevika's support –, who offered you a job at your graduation, everything would have been worse.
You started working teaching high school at a private school in the best-structured part of the city. Sevika, who had also completed her course in private security, didn't take long to find work in a well-paid company that was looking for security guards capable of anything, completely leaving aside passing business with those people. This is how, little by little, your conditions improved considerably and you made many significant changes in your lives, including getting closer to some old friends and family, moving to a nice little two-story house, getting an arm prosthesis more suitable for Sevika and even recovering mentally.
Seven years passed flying and there you were: married, living well, loving each other more and more every day, overcoming difficulties together. You were a great example for Sevika's nieces and your students. It was lovely.
You thought fondly of the memories, smiling as you caressed the woman in your arms.
“Oh. I bought us a surprise.”
Sevika said, moving a little away, but not taking her hands off your waist. Your eyes sparkled with curiosity at the sentence.
“Really? What is it?”
“It’s something we both really wanted.”
“A dog?”
She laughed and rolled her eyes.
“Since when did we want a dog so badly?”
“Umm, since just now.”
“Okay, okay… But, no. It's not a dog. I can show you up there.” Sevika said, arching an eyebrow, using a very suggestive and not at all discreet tone that you understood immediately.
After a few seconds of your eyes slightly widening in surprise, your expression changed to one of lust, knowing full well how it would all end. You giggled and took your right hand to the waistband of her pants, watching as Sevika's abdomen contracted slightly. From there, you traced with your index finger to her chest, staying there, drawing with the tip of your finger.
“I'm sure I'll love it.” You whispered, bringing your faces closer.
Sevika almost closed her eyes and the distance between you, increasing her grip on your waist, until...
“But!” You interrupted, now giving a single poke in the middle of her chest.
The older woman groaned dramatically and rolled her eyes, looking at you with a wrinkled nose and an adorable pout that she had involuntarily made since she was little when something or someone stopped her from doing what she wanted.
“First, you will have dinner and then you will bathe. Oh, and tomorrow you will clean this floor. This is the fourth time I've warned you about coming into the house with shoes on, love.”
“Ughh, I forgot…”
“I know.” You said in a loving tone, leaving a kiss on her cheek.
…
It was around one twenty in the morning when Sevika finished eating, showering and brushing her teeth. Now, she was comfortably dressed in her night clothes, which in this case were just cotton shorts. Nothing else.
You were lying on the bed, wearing only a light dress, no underwear, looking at the ceiling and waiting for her, who went to the living room to get the gift. You bit your lips a little inside, trying to contain the curiosity that grew more and more.
She said it was something you really wanted and then made it very obvious that it was a sexual object. What the hell was it? You tried to search your memory, but you didn't actually remember.
“Jeez, I’m only thirty. I can't have that bad of a memory already.”
The sound of the bedroom door closing brought you out of your thoughts. You continued lying down, but propped yourself up on your elbows so you could see and talk to Sevika better. Upon seeing her bare torso, you smirked and raised your eyebrows twice, making her snort good-naturedly.
The woman had a medium-large box in both hands. She sat next to you and left the box on the bed, now looking at you with a barely contained naughty expression. You laughed, now sitting on the bed.
“Should I open it?”
“Yeah.”
Finally, you picked up the mystery box and placed it on your outstretched legs, working on the simple red ribbon that held the white cardboard box together. When you removed the lid, your eyes widened and your mouth opened in an “O”. You looked over at Sevika, finding her with an amused smile, clearly enjoying your surprise.
Turning your eyes to the box, you took the contents, lifting it from the box to take a closer look. In your hands, you held the unprecedented Hexstrap, the inauguration of Hextech's recent partnership. It was unexpected, but no one complained when it was announced that the strap-on would allow the user to feel 100% of the sensation when touching themselves or penetrating, as well as sending realistic pulsating sensations to whatever it was in contact with – a vagina or an anus.
It was amazing and when the announcement came out, months ago, you two immediately decided you wanted to try it out. Not that the sex between you was bad, never. You always satisfied each other, it was wonderful, you knew each other well and never failed to take each other to new heights. But you were adept at new experiences, and that was quite an experience.
“This is so fucking cool.” You said without taking your eyes off the strap.
"Isn't it?" Sevika laughed. “I went to a sex shop before arriving and bought it. This shit is expensive, but I'm sure it will be worth it.”
“Oh, it sure will.” You lowered the object and looked at her excitedly, excitement starting to shine in your eyes.
Sevika placed the strap on your side and climbed completely onto the bed, placing herself on top of you, pushing you gently so that you lay back down.
You looked at each other for a few seconds and you laughed like in a cliché romance, being silenced by Sevika's hungry lips, who kissed you voluptuously, but with a lot of love dripping fervently.
Shameless, you took one hand to caress her neck and the other towards her breast, feeling the right one. The woman groaned and placed her mechanical hand on your waist, using the organic one to hold your face. She put her knee between your legs and pressed and moved there, feeling the wet spot, making you release her mouth to sigh.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sevika began to kiss, bite and mark your neck, taking advantage of the fact that it was finally Friday, so you two would be free and she could abuse the marks more.
She quickly found a way to get rid of the thin dress, throwing it in a corner somewhere. Likewise, while she was busy lowering her mouth from your neck to your collarbone, you stretched your arms and torso and pushed her shorts away, grateful when she finished taking them off with her own hand.
Now, with both of you naked, Sevika focused on kissing, licking and sucking your breasts and nipples, taking her organic hand to caress your thighs and leaving the mechanical hand as support on the bed. You moaned depravedly, snaking one hand up your wife's back while the other groped her breasts and pinched her nipples, making her moan into your skin. You arched your hips as Sevika's hand traveled closer to your pussy.
Sevika trailed kisses from your breasts to your legs, where she placed them resting on her shoulders, taking the lower part of your body off the bed, leaving your intimacy exposed in front of her face. You wriggled your hips forward as you felt her hot breath on your needy pussy, trying to initiate contact as Sevika continued to look at your face, admiring your beauty and desperation.
“Sev…” You called through a groan.
Your wife smiled and decided to move again. She placed a few wet kisses on the inside of your thighs, trailing kisses down to your pussy, where she began to lick the entire length. You moaned, gripping the bed sheets and arching your hips, pushing and grinding into Sevika's face, who explored you with her tongue and lips, licking your labia majora and minora, sucking and teasing your clit and circling your entrance.
You moaned and squirmed more and more as Sevika alternated the direction of her movements and the pressure she applied, feeling your peak getting closer and closer.
Knowing you well, Sevika pulled away when she felt you were about to cum. You whimpered at the separation and deprivation, trying to push yourself back into her face. Sevika smiled and licked her lips, lowering your body onto the bed.
Sevika stretched her torso and organic arm to grab the small tube of lubricant on top of the dresser beside the bed.
“May I?” Sevika asked, nodding towards the hexstrap. You just nodded.
Your eyes followed Sevika's every movement, from picking up the strap, opening the clasps, fitting it around her hips and intimacy to pouring lubricant on it. The gem stuck in front of it glowed with a faint glow as it activated automatically, keeping the two of you's wide-eyed gaze on the piece.
You lifted yourself up a little and stretched out the arm that wasn't resting on the bed to touch Sevika's waist, squeezing it before slowly lowering it to the artificial phallus. Carefully, you grabbed the base and gave it a light squeeze, which made Sevika shudder and close her eyes.
You immediately removed your hand, returning it to her waist, worried.
“All good?”
“Yeah, yeah. You can continue. Just… It’s fucking realistic.”
You laughed.
“Good. So they did what they promised.”
You lowered your hand and held it again, this time starting to move up and down, enjoying Sevika's body shaking, her eyes closed and her breathing quickening.
“Aaahh, fuck…”
Sevika moaned and pushed into your fist. It was a strange feeling, very new, but incredibly good. At the same time that she felt it in her vagina, feeling wet, it was as if she felt the phallus itself. There were many sensations at the same time, so she needed to maintain concentration and control so as not to reach the peak faster.
“Enough. I need to feel it inside you.” She almost growled, removing your hand and lifting your legs.
You held back a moan and bit your lip hard, watching her adjust your legs in your arms and the penis towards your vagina. You looked on anxiously, almost salivating as Sevika finally pushed into you.
You both moaned loudly as the sensations filled you. You, full of lust to see your wife feeling so good, feeling a new material, by the way, very pleasant to enter, feeling the length pulsate as it entered deeper and deeper into you. Sevika, drowning in the whirlwind of new sensations and unable to stop pushing until the end, becoming almost dizzy when she felt you entirely inside with the object, your walls squeezing her in the same way it squeezed her fingers when you had sex, but now feeling this with her genitals, sending vibrating waves of pleasure to her pussy.
When everything went in, Sevika stopped for a while so the two of you could draw some air into your almost completely melted brains.
You reached out an arm to hold hers, squeezing. She opened her eyes and you looked at each other. You laughed softly, feeling the endorphins and simple happiness of trying something new so good with your woman working hard on your body. The same thing happened with Sevika, who laughed along and then took a deep breath, starting to thrust slowly. You stopped laughing with a slight jolt, moaning again, feeling the stretch going in and out.
She quickly picked up the pace, thrusting faster and alternating with force, but always hitting that spot that made you moan louder and louder.
Sevika left your legs around her waist to rest both hands on the mattress and managed to bring her mouth to your neck, where she went back to sucking and kissing. You wrapped your legs around her waist and brought your hands to her back, where you scratched and squeezed.
After a few more minutes of scratching, thrusting, sucking, moaning and disjointed words, you came together. Sevika buried her face in your neck and trembled a little as she felt your walls squeezing her tightly and the tension of her own orgasm.
Sevika carefully laid on top of you, letting herself be hugged and caressed, while placing small kisses on your neck and cheek. You loved her weight and heat on top of you, it could be at any time of the day, but especially after sex or on a cold winter day.
“Are you okay?” You asked after a few minutes of silence, when your breathing returned to regularity.
“If am I okay? That was incredible.”
You smiled, leaving a long, smacking kiss on her cheek.
“It really was.”
“Tsc... But I’d still rather feel your pussy on mine, honestly.”
“Me too, darling.”
You spent a few more minutes hugging each other, being affectionate and chatting quietly, until Sevika removed herself from you and you both decided, despite being very lazy, that you should take a shower before falling asleep.
Little did you know, that that single dawn, would later change your lives forever.