The Magic Egg

One night my wife and I were sitting on our patio watching a summer thunderstorm. It was getting late, and I was about to go get ready for bed when my wife asked me if I wanted some ice cream.

I said, “Sure, what flavors do we have.”

She said, “We don’t have any ice cream at home. Let’s go over to Cold Stone.”

“Are they still open?” I asked.

I was hoping to head for bed soon. We had been flirting all day, and I was horny.

“It’s the weekend,” she replied, “so they stay open later.”

Not wanting to disappoint her, I said OK. We got up and headed for the garage.

“I’ll be right there,” my wife said as she slipped into our bedroom.

As we drove to Cold Stone, I put my hand on her thigh. I began to work my hand up her silky smooth leg, pushing the hem of her dress up as I went. When I was almost to her crotch, she put her hand on mine.

With a naughty smile, she said, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Oh, nothing,” I said, shrugging as we pulled into the parking lot of the ice cream store.

My wife put something in my hand. I looked at it and recognized it as the remote control to the vibrating egg-shaped sex toy we recently purchased. I turned to her with a shocked look on my face. She smiled and, as she got out of the car, flipped up the back of her dress exposing her bare ass to me.

I was trying to process this new-found information. My wife was not wearing panties, AND she had a sex toy in her pussy!

She said, “Are you coming?”

I thought to myself, “Not yet, but I have a raging hard-on.”

But I only said, “Just a minute,” as I tried to hide my erection and slip the remote in my pocket.

We walked into Cold Stone and stood at the counter to choose our flavors.

As my wife was placing her order, I pushed the button on the remote in my pocket.

She said, ” I’ll have a scooooop of coffee, please,” as the egg began to vibrate deep in her pussy.

The clerk said, ” Are you okay, ma’am?”

I laughed a little and said, “Yeah, she’s fine. I’ll have a scoop of Rocky Road, please.”

My wife whispered to me, “Can you hear it?”

“No,” I assured her. “It’s blending in with the refrigerated ice cream counter motor.”

She said, “I need to go sit down.”

She found a table in the corner away from the other customers.

While I waited for our order, I slipped my hand into my pocket and began pushing the button on the remote to cycle the egg through its different vibration patterns. I smiled as I pleasured my wife from across the room, making her squirm in her seat. Our eyes met and she smiled.

I sat down at our table, handing my wife her ice cream.

She said, “I need you to turn it off. I’m about to cum right here.”

“Well, that could be quite interesting,” I teased, “watching you orgasm right here in Cold Stone.”

“Please, babe. I can’t, not in here,” she begged.

I turned it off.

“Oh, thank you. I was getting close.”

I laughed. “Your welcome.”

We ate our ice cream and talked as my wife’s pussy calmed down.

After about ten minutes, I slipped my hand into my pocket, found the remote and gave her another buzz. She jumped a little bit.

“Hmmm, that feels so good.”

I turned it back off. She gave me a pouty face then smiled at me.

“You love teasing me, don’t you?”

“Yeah, and you love it,” I replied.

“Two can play the teasing game,” she said with a sly grin. “My pussy is soaking wet. I hope I can keep the egg in when we walk out of here.”

“That’s what you get for teasing me by not wearing panties.” I laughed.

As we walked out to the car, she said, “Oh no. I have pussy juice running down my thigh.”

I squeezed her hand, and we walked a little faster.

We got in the car, and my wife wiped the juices off her thigh with a napkin.

I started the car and steered towards home. My wife reclined her seat all the way back and closed her eyes, and I put my hand on her thigh, hoping to get to her wet pussy.

She removed my hand and said, “Just drive, babe.”

I was a little put-off, so I just drove.

I glanced over at her and saw she was slowly unbuttoning her dress from the top down. After a few miles, she had her bra exposed. So, it was her turn to tease me? We were approaching our house, but I really didn’t want this show to end.

She continued unbuttoning her dress. The streetlights were casting a soft glow over her; I could see her flat stomach now.

I drove on past our house towards the outskirts of town.

Another mile, another button. She unfastened the last one, and her dress slipped off. In the next streetlight, I was surprised to see she had shaved her pussy completely bald. She ran her hands down to it, stroking the now hairless area.

My cock was rock hard. I unzipped my shorts and set it free. I had to be careful to watch the road and not just my wife.

She slid her hands up to unhook her bra, letting it fall to the side. Pushing her gorgeous tits together, she began tweaking her nipples.

She opened her eyes to see if I was enjoying the show and smiled when she saw that my cock was in my hand. Closing them again, she continued running her hands up and down her body, caressing her tits and playing with her pussy.

I was looking for a place to park so I wouldn’t run off the road.

I watched as she ran one hand down to her pussy and slipped a finger between her wet lips. Her finger slowly went up and down the length of her slit, pausing for a few circles around her clit.

I turned onto a forest service road and went about a quarter mile before pulling over. Then I turned the dome light on so I could continue to watch my beautiful wife masturbate.

I found the remote in my pocket and turn the egg on. I could hear it buzzing deep in her pussy. She began to purr and moan softly. My orgasm was building fast as I stroked my cock while watching my wife rapidly flicking her clit.

I changed the egg to a new pattern and could hear it pulse, buzz, buzz, buzzzzzzzz, buzz, buzz, buzzzzzzzz. It made her moan even louder as she stroked her clit with one hand and pushed two fingers into her cunt. I reached over and pinched her nipple.

“Oh, oh, oh, aaagh, I’m going to cum,” she cried out.

Her back arched and she shook as an orgasm surged through her body. The vibrations deep in her pussy made her buck her hips wildly as she fucked her hand, her orgasm taking control of her whole body.

As I enjoyed the amazing sight of my wife cumming, my balls tightened. I exploded, shooting rope after rope of cum onto my shirt.

My wife opened her eyes and looked over at me.

“It looks like you enjoyed the show,” she said, smiling.

“You are amazing, my sexy hotwife.”

She slid the egg out of her wet pussy and handed it to me.

“That’s one magic egg! Maybe next time we go for ice cream, we’ll put it in your ass,” she said with a sly grin.