A Good Wife: Kinky Christmas

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The previous evening we had spent Christmas Eve at my brother-in-laws house. It had been a nice gathering with family and friends, and no drama whatsoever. Being as we were going to be around family, and some kids, my outfit was decidedly “normal” for the event. I did, however, still wear matching latex panties and bra under my more generic material leggings and chunky sweater. By this time it had become second nature to wear latex underwear if I was going to be wearing any underwear at all, so I didn’t even really think about wearing something more mundane.

The shiny undergarments had completely exited my thoughts during the holiday gathering and we both just had a good time enjoying company and food, exchanging a few gifts, and the cheerful time as a whole. When all was done and we arrived back home we were both feeling pretty tired after so much socializing and agreed it would be better to do our present exchange and remaining holiday activities on Christmas Day.

As we were both undressing my latex bra and panties that I’d been wearing all evening were revealed. I didn’t think anything of it since that’s what I consistently choose to wear, but Hubby noticed straight away and came over to me. “I had a feeling you were probably wearing something shiny under there.”

I smiled and responded “Of course.” We embraced and kissed tenderly.

The tender kisses slowly got longer and deeper, more passionate. Hubbies boxers came off and he picked me up to lay me down on the bed. Right at this moment it just felt so good to feel his flesh against mine, his lips to mine, his tongue on mine. As the tip of his cock pressed against me I held my breath in anticipation, and when he entered me I let it out in a long blissful exhale. Sometimes a good fuck is exactly what you want, or even need. Other times there was just nothing that could compare to making true and honest love, and this was the real deal. Slow and tenderly we kissed and caressed, moving together as one, making love like pair of newlyweds still discovering each others bodies.

My arms and legs were wrapped tightly around my man as I came. The noises of orgasmic bliss that came forth from me were more then enough push Hubby over the edge, and only a moment later his whole body was flexing and tensing as he came deep inside me. We laid together in an exhausted pile, his cock inside of me until he grew soft enough that it came out of it’s own accord.

It took several minutes before either of us would gather up the energy to go do responsible adult things like brush our teeth and properly get ready for bed, a sure sign of high quality sex. By the time either of our heads hit a pillow we were off to dreamland straight away.

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My eyes fluttered awake. Hubby was laying there turned facing me looking as though he’d only woken up a few moments earlier.

“Good morning, Merry Christmas.” he said, leaning in to give me a kiss.

“Merry Christmas.” I snuggled into him for a couple minutes after the kiss. He enjoyed the snuggle but eventually, as one does, had to get up to use the bathroom.

Coming out from the bathroom he went to the closet. Not to the drawers where he keeps his comfy lounge clothes, but to the closet, and more specifically to the area of the closet where my very favorite of his clothes were kept. “After I get dressed I’ll start making some waffle batter maybe?” He asked as he looked over a couple pairs of latex pants he was holding up in front of him. I got the impression that while he was holding them up to choose which he wanted to put on, it was probably more to show me what his intentions were.

I tried to play it a little bit cool but was still grinning pretty widely. “That sounds really good.” Both the waffles and a shiny Hubby sounded pretty great to me.

Hubby draped his chosen pants over his shoulder, black latex jeans, and was now holding up a red short-sleeved polo type shirt with a zip up the front. I came over and wrapped him in a hug while he attempted to pretend to ignore me for a moment, but I won out and he couldn’t keep from hugging me back and giving me a kiss. I let him go and turned to head to the bathroom, receiving a couple playful pats on the bum to hurry me along, and hubby calling out “Waffles!”

I got ready about as quickly as I ever do without rushing through it like a madwoman. Showered with a cap on to keep my hair dry, made sure certain areas were very clean, brushed my teeth, hair and makeup looking date-night ready. Now to pick the outfit!

Since it was Christmas Day it seemed prudent to go with something red. Fingering through the hangers I paused on a short red skater dress and pulled it from the rest. The flared skirt would be nice and bouncy while we made breakfast together, and I’m pretty sure Hubby enjoyed how the skirt was barely long enough to cover my bum when bent over. Alright, dress chosen, I laid it on the bed and went back illegal bahis to grab some tall red stockings and matching red gloves that reached all the way to my armpits. Hmm, yes this was a good start. I set about getting dressed and polishing myself to a nice shine and zipped my feet into a pair of glossy black PVC boots. Buckling on my leather collar I went out to join Hubby in the kitchen.

Everyone probably has one of those things that they see their significant other doing and it just kind of makes them melt. Walking out into the kitchen to find my man at work prepping breakfast in his well shined latex and shirt… mmmmm, it made me want to do all kinds of things to him. I might need to actually actively restrain myself from getting on my knees and sucking him off through the fly of his shiny black pants.

“Merry Christmas!” I said cheerfully as I joined him.

Hubby took my hand and lead me in a little twirl, making my skirt swirl out as I spun around. “Merry Christmas.” He said back. “You look amazing, Honey.”

“As do you.” I said grinning broadly up at him. “What can I help with?”

“You can slice up those strawberries while I get this waffle party started.” He said, picking up the fresh pitcher of batter. Hubby leaned in and gave me a nice delicate smooch, careful not to mess up my freshly painted lips. I gave his shiny latex butt a squeeze and set to work on the strawberries.

We stayed flirty and touchy-feely throughout the rest of breakfast prep. I loved every second of it. For a latex enthusiast like myself this was just dreamy. In years past I hadn’t ever really imagined my love for the fetish wear playing out quite like this. I would have loved it even if we’d been wearing flannel pajamas, but with Hubby also going out of his way to indulge our ever-evolving kinky lifestyle changes in this way made it even better. It seemed pretty much perfect.

I set the table as Hubby plated up our meal. He delivered our plates to the table and then paused a half moment, “Oh, I forgot! Be right back.” And he left the room for but a moment. When he returned he was holding two Santa hats and smiling. They were both made of red vinyl with a proper fuzzy white trim and puffball on the end. He put one on my head and the other on his own. “Alright, now breakfast is ready.” He said with a chuckle.

Sitting across from hubby with his tight red latex shirt on, part of me thought ‘We need to do this kind of thing way more often.’ Another part of me though was thinking ‘I should be on me knees right now sucking the cum out of him.” The second internal voice became the more persistent one. After I’d gotten about a quarter of the way through my breakfast I quietly pushed my chair back and lowered myself to the floor where I crawled directly under the table up to Hubby and unzipped his pants.

With his cock free of the latex I took him in my mouth and he was fully erect in seconds. I started bobbing while my hands slid along his shiny thighs. Hubby eased back in his chair and put a hand on my head, partly I think to keep me from bonking my head on the table. That’s my man, thoughtful in the midst of having his dick sucked.

“Mmmm, Merry Christmas to me.” He said quietly to himself as my head dipped and rose on his cock like a slutty metronome.

I could have made shorter work of him and gotten back to my breakfast more quickly, but the moment was calling for me to enjoy it. The rustle and creak of our latex outfits, the familiar smell, the snug embrace on my body, my Hubby’s hard cock filling my mouth. Maybe some people would see something like this as a chore to be taken care of and move on to more important things, but for me it felt like a moment that deserved to be savored. I would taste his cum soon enough, there was no need to rush it.

By the time I earned my warm mouthful, made a bit more substantial after taking my sweet time with it, both of our plates needed a bit of a reheat. With his thoroughly satisfied cock tucked back into his latex briefs, and behind the zipper of his latex pants, Hubby took on the duty of refreshing our plates. Totally worth it, and still quite delicious.

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After dishes and pans had been cleared, cleaned, placed in the dishwasher, etc. we sat together on the couch, cuddled up next to the fireplace with cups of warm coffee. One of our favorite Christmas movies was on the tv, and we were content to just spend some time leaning against one another and feeling bemused by the show. As it was Christmas though, there were stuffed stockings and wrapped presents to discover, so the snuggle time would only last so long.

Looking back on this particular holiday morning I would say that it is easily the most flirty and touchy present opening experience that I’ve ever had. A kiss when handing over a present, a hand lingering near sensitive places, sitting in laps, arms around each other, our shiny latex bodies regularly pressing together in one way or another. Heavenly without the bonus of also giving and receiving thoughtful gifts.

During this particular Christmas there also happened to be a higher than normal illegal bahis siteleri ratio of kinky vs. non-kinky gifts than ever before. I absolutely loved it! It was a sign of Hubby’s active engagement in a new lifestyle that most of the presents I got from him were either made of latex or would otherwise be fun and or useful in continuing along the path I had been paving for us and for myself; of intentionally becoming a more sexual creature, and discovering the joys behaving in ways that most people are taught to think of as degrading, humiliating or just plain slutty.

While some people may have been put off by receiving a gift of latex panties with not one, but two strategically attached dildos, I was surprised and thrilled! Hubby had obviously noticed me looking at them online a couple of times, I had been really curious what wearing them might be like. Hubby had paid attention, and acted on fulfilling a kinky curiosity of mine. Fulfilling my desires by filling my holes you might say.

“Do you mind if I try them on?” I said, holding the panties with a dildo in each hand.

“Only if I get to watch.” He replied in a very matter-of-fact tone.

“Well then, yes Sir.” I gave him a kiss and stood to go get some lube for the dildos that would soon be inside of me, receiving a playful swat on my bottom before getting out of range.

I came back and started thoroughly lubing up every inch of the kinky new panties before putting a first foot through and starting to slide them up my glossy black stockinged legs. Hubby watched attentively with a hand gently nurturing the lump that had started reforming in his shiny pants.

It was assumed that putting on these panties would be a little more tricky than the standard fare, and it certainly was. Keeping the dildos upright while pulling the panties upward took some getting used to, but seemed like the more efficient way to work them up. I decided to insert the anal phallus first as it is the more awkward of my holes for me to reach. The anal dildo was not quite as big as the vaginal one, and comparative in size to the bum plug I’d had for a little while but with one big difference. Unlike the plug this was shaped like a penis and didn’t get narrow at the base like the plug did. I eased the highly lubricated dildo passed the threshold, and then worked it in and out a little bit to loosen up before pressing and holding it as deep as it could go.

Hubby was smiling broadly as the first dildo filled my ass, and then offered to keep it pressed in while I worked on the other one. I obliged without a thought, offering up my backside in short order. As with the first dildo I worked the second in and out a bit before fully plunging the dildo up into my pussy and then I pulled up firmly on the top of the panties to try and keep everything in place.

With both dildos in place I straightened up my dress and just closed my eyes to have a moment to take in the new sensation. I opened my eyes when I felt Hubby take my hands in his.

“How does it feel, Honey?” He asked.

“I kind of love it.” I responded honestly.

“Oh yea? So you probably need several more pairs then I guess so you can wear them all the time.” He said in a jokingly serious tone.

“Obviously.” I joked back.

“Comfortable enough to wear on a date night?” Hubby probed.

“We will just have to try it and find out.” I said in all seriousness.

He pulled me closer and patted his thigh for me to sit. I started to turn so as to sit on his lap and he paused me. “No no, straddle my thigh.” Mmmm, I liked when he just told me what to do sometimes.

I turned back to face him, stepping forward over his leg and lowered myself squarely down onto his thigh. I let out something of a cross between a moan and a gasp as my weight on his thigh pushed the dildos up into me.

“That’s my girl.” Hubby said, and then pulled me in for a long, deep kiss.

I eagerly reciprocated the kiss, and I was grinding on Hubby’s latex covered thigh before I even recognized that I had started doing it. As my weight shifted from one dildo to the other they shifted and moved inside of me. I began to kiss Hubby more deeply, barely getting a breath in as I rocked and twisted and grinded, squeezing my thighs around his and doing everything I could to enhance the sensations of the two lubricated cocks that filled me. It was heavenly.

Moaning into our kiss my body flexed and writhed as I started to cum. Hubby wrapped his arms around me and moved his thigh to enhance it further, kissing deeply the entire time. When it finally subsided I felt all rubbery and was thankful that Hubby held onto me and let me just kind of melt into him until I regained my wits.

“At least I know you like them.” He said, holding me against him.

“A little bit.” I breathed back at him.

“You’re definitely wearing them out now.”

I leaned back just enough to look him in the face and told him “I will wear them any time you want.” Hubby smiled and kind of chuckled, to which I responded “I’m serious babe. I want you to tell me to wear them whenever you want, and canlı bahis siteleri I will. And whatever else you think might be fun, I want us to try it.” He was recognizing now that I really was being serious. Hubby put his hands on either side of my face and pulled me in for a passionate kiss.

This time when our lips parted I immediately started unzipping his pants and slid off of his thigh and onto my knees. As I freed his quickly firming cock from the layers of latex that he wore I looked up at my man. “Your turn.” I told him. A half second later his cock was in my mouth as I began to energetically suck and lick and stroke him off.

Feeling fullness and movement of the dildos in my pussy and bum, I started to move my hips to and fro while slurped away on Hubby’s hard dick for the second time this morning. The sensation of having all three of my openings filled with cock, or cock shaped dildos… mmmmm, I hadn’t considered what it might feel like to have all of my holes being used at the same time. It was fantastic. It was fantastic both in how it felt and in how it urged me to work even harder to earn Hubby’s cum.

As I sucked his cock and grinded in my dildo panties I remained very sensitive from my own orgasm just earlier. I reached down and began to toy with the dildo that filled my pussy, adding even more sensations to the sexual electricity that already had my body tingling. I moaned while I sucked, working the dildo inside of me. I hadn’t even realized I was so close when I felt that little burst of euphoria and my body shuddered with another orgasm.

I moaned and writhed as my body gave in to it, and all the while I kept my mouth firmly on Hubbys cock, passing along every bit of the pleasure I was receiving directly into pleasuring my man.

“Oh my god.” I think I heard him say, though I can’t say for sure. But I did hear him more clearly when he said “Babe I’m about to cum.”

My response was just to “Mmmmmm.” while I continued to suck just as vigorously as before. I heard him say something incoherent, and then a low grunt just before his warm seed flooded my mouth in several short bursts. Hubby made a feeble attempt to have me stop (he tended to get really sensitive after cumming) but I slapped his hands away and he managed to hold himself back until he had began to soften in earnest and I’d managed to drain him of every drop of cum.

I sat back on my feet and looked up at him, then opened my mouth to show him the prize I had sucked out of him. He was still catching his breath and gave me a half laugh and a smile. “You’re too much, babe.” He said, sounding a little bit exhausted.

Closing my mouth I rolled my tongue through it for a moment before swallowing it down and then showing Hubby my empty mouth. “I know.” I responded finally. “And you love it.”

“I love you.” He said, setting about tucking his now softened cock back into his latex briefs and zipping up the fly of his shiny pants. “But yea, that too.”

I stood up, feeling the dildos shift inside me as I did. “Love you to.” I said, faltering a little as the dildos adjusted to my posture.

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We took some time to clean up both ourselves and the wrappings that we’d so far deposited on the floor. After asking permission I also removed my lovely new dildo panties and washed them clean in some warm water. I found myself smiling while thinking of the mischief we might get into with these.

Hubby was in the middle of re-polishing his latex pants when I came out from. “Did I get your pants messy earlier?” I said jokingly.

“Just trying to be presentable.” He responded with half of a laugh. He then paused for a moment with a thoughtful look on his face. “You know… before I met you I can’t say it would have crossed my mind that I might be wearing an outfit like this,” he gestured to himself “standing in my house polishing my clothing with silicon shiner.” He went back to smoothing a soft cloth down his freshly glossy leg.

“Better than you could have anticipated, I hope.” It was partially a question.

Hubby turned and looked at me, his eyes wide. “Honey, if anyone ever told me that their wife was half as incredible as you, I would think they were exaggerating.” He put the polishing cloth down and came over to me. “Our lives were already great, or at least I felt that way. All of this,” he gestured to our latex outfits, “and everything you’ve been doing since deciding to leave your job?? It’s like the most incredible frosting on the most amazing cake beyond what I might have thought up.” He wrapped me up in a great big hug. “I can’t hardly believe it half the time.”

I melted into the hug with my arms around his shiny middle, squeezing tight. The truth of it was that I sometimes couldn’t hardly believe how much our lives had changed, or how much I had personally changed either. Days would sometimes go by without wearing any clothing that wasn’t latex or at least some sort of glossy vinyl. Leading up to Christmas Day I had given Hubby at least one blowjob literally every day in December, swallowing his cum most times, and not caring in the least if I received any sort of reciprocation. In fact often enough I frankly preferred that he not try to reciprocate. Not because I didn’t enjoy it, I most certainly did enjoy it, but was finding more and more that I really did just love to make my man cum.

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