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Lorraine can’t stop thinking about that damn vibrator.
Honestly, she had stumbled upon it by complete accident. A week ago she’d been digging around in Judy’s room, hoping to find a couple albums of her daughter’s baby and childhood photos so that she could give them to her as a wedding present. Lorraine eventually found them tucked in a bin deep underneath the bed, but not before she made the mistake of half-mindedly opening Judy’s nightstand.
It hadn’t taken Lorraine long to realize what it was—back in the 70s vibrators had been advertised relentlessly, talked about as some symbol of women’s liberation and pleasure. And of course, she’d been momentarily surprised to find one in her daughter’s drawer, but after a quick reminder that Judy was getting married that very week, Lorraine knew she had no reason for concern.
Plus, she and Ed had taken much care to raise their daughter with a belief in God and yet also outside of the Church’s more oppressive and old values. They imagined many Catholics would find such a thing sinful, but between the fact that they’d always been controversial in the eyes of the Church anyways and the fact that God had never abandoned them in their hour of need, the couple figured no real wrong had been done. All in all, she had zero qualms with Judy owning a vibrator.
That was why she knew the image of it wasn’t still lingering around in her head because of any kind of motherly embarrassment or religious shame. So why then?
Lorraine sighs as she flips the page of her newspaper, setting it flat on her lap and reaching for the cup of fresh tea sitting on the side table. Ed’s eyes lift from across the room.
“Is the news really that bad, Hun?” he asks a little teasingly, knowing his wife well enough to know that whatever has her worked up probably has nothing to do with what she’s reading. She only ever reads the papers to take her mind off of something, though Ed won’t ask what. She’ll come clean about it eventually.
“You know it’s not,” she replies, unable to hold back the exasperated smile that appears on her face as she sips from her cup. Ed gives her a cheeky grin before returning to the task at hand: polishing his guitar.
“So then what’s the big ol’ sigh for?” he questions honestly this time, applying delicate pressure to the instrument with his cloth. Lorraine opens her mouth to reply, actually about to come clean about what she found in hopes that Ed will have some insight to offer, but the sight of him makes her pause. He’s so handsome like this, glasses hanging on his nose and muscles gently rippling under his short-sleeve shirt as he gives the guitar a good cleaning. The way his thumb is rubbing the wood over the cloth actually makes Lorraine’s cheeks run hot.
“N-Nothing. I just- didn’t sleep very well last night,” she stutters out, certain that Ed can see right through her. He looks over at her again, giving a thoughtful hum.
“Well, why don’t you go lie back down, Honey? We don’t have anything to do today,” he suggests, offering a solution to what he knows is an imaginary problem, because that’s just the type of husband he is. Lorraine is quick to accept it.
“Yes, I think I will.”
She gets up from her spot on the couch, so out of sorts that she doesn’t think to take her cup of tea with her when she heads down the hall to their bedroom. On the bright side, she suspects that she’s begun figuring out why that vibrator has her so bothered.
Lorraine isn’t sure what to do.
Over the course of the past week, she has figured out that she is most certainly plagued by that vibrator because it actually intrigued her. Buying a vibrator was never something she’d really considered in the past, not out of any type of shame, but simply because it seemed like something modern, something for the younger generation. Plus, Ed has always done right by her in bed, so it’s not as though she was left wanting.
And it’s not that that had changed—she and Ed had worked through some of his insecurity to establish that there was nothing wrong with the way they had sex now looking a little different than it did when they were newly-weds. That was natural, and didn’t make their love life any less enjoyable. But Lorraine now wondered if—in light of all that—perhaps something like this could help add back whatever flare it was that Ed had evidently been missing after his most recent birthday.
Still, that revelation left her almost even more hopeless and lost. Where was she supposed to go from here? She knew there was a sex shop nearby, she’d driven past it plenty of times, and she distinctly remembers the scandal with which it was discussed when it first appeared in town a decade ago. And yet, she’s not sure she can muster the courage to even walk in there. Would it not be obscene?
And say that she did manage to actually purchase the vibrator, how would she go about introducing this idea to Ed? Would the intention of such a purchase actually serve to make him feel worse about himself? Would he think that she had only bought such a thing because he wasn’t enough anymore? The idea of making him feel that way struck Lorraine with terror.
What Lorraine wanted more than anything was somebody to discuss it with. But who? It certainly wasn’t a subject appropriate to discuss with even their closest church friends, and it would be mortifying to discuss with anybody closer to the family. There was a brief moment where Lorraine actually did consider calling Judy about it, because for as long as her daughter had been alive there hadn’t been anything the two of them couldn’t discuss—even if it was awkward. But her daughter was still on her honeymoon, and Lorraine knew the answers she truly wanted weren’t answers that Judy could provide.
And so—much to her frustration—Lorraine had continued to stew on this idea, wracking her brain for some new angle, or some new answers. She swore it was driving her mad.
“Lorraine, Honey, are you feeling alright?”
Ed’s voice startles her, breaking her gaze away from the wall she’s been staring at for the past several minutes. She supposes she should’ve been smoother about her wandering thoughts if she didn’t want him to notice.
“Just thinking,” she answers softly, finally folding her book across her lap, ditching any effort to make it appear like she’s reading at all. She doesn’t feel too guilty, it’s already 20 past when they normally turn off the lights and go to sleep. Still, Ed’s furrowed brows look extra concerned in the warm, dim light coming from their bedside lamps.
“Yeah? You wanna tell me what about? Because I know something's been on your mind since the wedding. If it’s about Judy, trust me, I get it-”
“No. No, it’s not that. Well, it started with Judy, in a way, but it’s not- not related to her. Not at all,” she replies, trying to ignore the fact that she’s probably digging herself into a hole she won’t be able to get out of. She knows it, too, when Ed dog-ears his own book and takes off his reading glasses, setting both on his nightstand.
Lorraine faces Ed, hoping that he’ll say something more, but her husband only looks at her expectantly, and she has to gather enough courage to discuss with him what she knows deep-down she should have just talked to him about the second it crossed her mind.
“A few days before the wedding, when I was looking for the photo albums I gave them, I found a vibrator in Judy’s drawer,” she prefaces, rolling her eyes when Ed’s face drops and goes bright pink.
“Oh.”
“She’s a grown woman, Ed. She’s on her honeymoon right now-”
“Ok, Ok, I get it. Just… continue with the story.”
Lorraine can’t help a soft smile at how boy-ish and uncomfortable the subject makes him, even though it doesn’t surprise her at all.
“Like I said, it’s not about Judy. But I guess… I guess seeing it just made me think- it just made me curious, I suppose. And I thought back to your birthday… and I thought that even if we can’t have sex like 20-year-olds anymore, that maybe we could… we could add something like that in. For fun,” she explains, face growing hotter and hotter with each sentence. By the end of it she can’t meet Ed’s gaze anymore, staring out their window as excruciating anxiety grips her.
“You want to buy a vibrator?” Ed clarifies, reaching out and tucking a strand of hair behind his wife’s ear—a small gesture to show her that he’s relaxed, that she has no need to be anxious.
“Only if you do. I mean, I only even thought of it because of what you said that night, and I- I don’t want you to think for a moment that I’m not satisfied, I am, and if you think that this might make you self-conscious, o-or something else, then we can forget about it, but-”
“No, Lorraine, I think that’s a great idea. Really, let’s do it. Let’s get one.” Ed doesn’t like to cut his wife off, but sometimes—if only to keep her anxious wheels from turning—he has to. He takes one of her hands into his, giving it a good squeeze when she looks over at him in surprise.
“R-Really? I haven’t made you feel bad by suggesting it, have I?”
“No, Hun, you haven’t made me feel bad at all. I promise. I’d probably feel a little hurt if you wanted to do something like that without me, but if you’re askin’ me to use it on you? Well, that’s a no-brainer. All I ever want is to make you feel good, Lorraine. Plus, it’ll probably make me feel young. We’ll be all hip and modern using one of those,” he assures her, pulling her into his lap and laughing a little at his own joke. Lorraine smiles, leaning into him when he kisses her forehead.
“And you’re sure we’re not too old to be doing something like that?” she questions, voicing another concern that had arisen in her head over the past two weeks. Ed chuckles.
“Last I checked there wasn’t any rule saying that only young people could buy ‘em.”
Lorraine smiles, but it fades away when another anxiety returns. Ed notices instantly, a finger coming under her chin.
“Would you- would you go with me? To the shop? If it makes you uncomfortable you don’t have to, I’m just worried that someone might recognize me, or that- I don’t know. I’ve never been into one of those places before,” she requests quietly, feeling a little bit small and ridiculous even though she knows she shouldn’t. Ed cups her cheek.
“I thought that was a given, Hun. Of course I’ll go with you. I’ve fought off spirits and demons with you, Lorraine. We’ve practically gone to hell and back together. Why would I be scared now?” he tells her, holding her face and looking right in her eyes so she can see just how deeply he means each word. Tears well in Lorraine’s eyes, and she hugs her husband tight.
“I love you, Ed.”
He sighs fondly, cheek pressed against hers.
“I love you too, Lorraine. Don’t ever forget that.”
As Ed begins opening the box, desire, excitement, and nerves pool in Lorraine’s stomach all at once.
The trip to the sex store had been anxiety-inducing, but it was 100 times more manageable with her arm wrapped around Ed’s. He’d been not only patient, but diligent, carefully reading over labels and features to make sure they were getting something both enjoyable and high quality. It had astounded Lorraine to see him so unashamed, especially when her face had felt so hot the entire time, but somehow it made her love him even more. She could think of few men who would prioritize the pleasure of their wives this way.
The entire drive home he’d kept his hand on her thigh, teasing her just like they were teens again. She couldn’t help thinking his comment that buying a sex toy might make him feel younger was accurate.
And now they’re sitting here on the bed, Ed eagerly unwrapping it as Lorraine runs her hands up his arm and back. He shudders when he finally manages to pull the pink silicone free.
“It needs batteries. I’ll go grab some from the garage real quick, but in the meantime, you start getting yourself relaxed, alright hun?” Ed says softly, standing from the bed and placing a sweet kiss in Lorraine’s hair. She lets out a little whine.
“Take my dress off first?”
He smiles, leaning down and kissing her on the lips as he reaches for the back of her garment, glad to find that this one has a zipper instead of buttons. He swiftly pulls it down, hands roaming the warm, smooth skin of his wife’s back. Lorraine lifts herself up a little, letting Ed pull the dress the rest of the way down and off her feet. Somewhere in the exchange she kicked her flats across the room.
“The rest is staying on. If I take it all off now, those batteries will be long forgotten,” Ed tells her, breathing heavily as he pulls away from her lips. She smiles up at him, looking gorgeous in her bra, panties, and stockings. Ed kisses her one more time before he practically bolts for the garage.
While her husband is gone, Lorraine pulls off her tights, knowing if she lets Ed do it that he’ll get so desperate they’ll probably end up ripped, and she happens to like this pair. She discards them next to her dress and then scoots back on the bed, leaning against the headboard and spreading her legs. She feels a little embarrassed to touch herself, but Ed said to get relaxed, and she knows this is what he meant.
Lorraine bites her lip as one of her hands slides down to her clit, gently rubbing over the fabric of her panties. She takes a deep breathing, sighing out with soft pleasure as she makes circles. Despite how aroused she feels, age hasn’t permitted her to wet through her underwear like she would’ve a decade or two ago, and she’s suddenly glad that Ed thought to buy lube while they were at the store.
“God… so beautiful, Hun. You keep doing that.”
Lorraine’s head snaps to the doorframe, and she’s surprised to find Ed back already. He’s panting a little, and with a smile it occurs to her that he probably actually ran back to their room from the garage. She decides that continuing to masturbate is the least she can do for him given how eager he apparently is.
“You enjoying the view?” she teases a little, knowing full well that he is. He nods eagerly, a low ‘ahuh’ rumbling from his throat. He’s so entranced by the sight of her spread out like this that he struggles to actually put the batteries in the right way. When he manages to put them all in, he desperately throws his shirt off and shimmies off his pants, crawling up the bed with the vibrator in hand to meet his wife. He kisses her like a man starved.
“Ed…” Lorraine mutters, hands wrapping around his neck. He smiles at her, momentarily setting the toy down on the sheets so that his hands are free to pull off her bra. He cups each breast and kisses between them.
“So, so beautiful, Lorraine. So beautiful,” he repeats between each kiss, pulling off her underwear now too. Normally he’d take this opportunity to taste her, but he knows they’re both excited to try out their new purchase, so he opts to reach for the lube on the nightstand. He uncaps it, squirting a bit onto his fingers and then some between her legs. Lorraine shivers, and Ed places a kiss to her neck before he begins to run his fingers through her folds, spreading the lube all over her. She gasps in response.
“That feel nice, Hun?” Ed asks softly. She instantly nods.
“Yeah… yeah that feels really nice,” she whines, hand running through her husband's neatly-combed hair. It always gets him so worked up when she touches his hair, and he feels his cock twitching in his underwear as she does. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Lorraine, and she smiles as her nails run against his scalp. “Feels nice for you too, doesn’t it?”
“You know it does, Lorraine. Now enough teasing, tonight’s about you.”
Ed kisses her again before grabbing the previously discarded vibrator, and he spins it a little in his hand, finding the side with the buttons. He holds it down for a few seconds, and both of them go breathless when it begins to vibrate in his hand. Ed looks at Lorraine, holding her gaze as he carefully lowers the toy between her legs. With the soft head pressed to her clit a loud, sharp gasp escapes her throat, and her eyes roll to the back of her head while her grip on him becomes hard and needy.
“Oh, Ed! Oh, that’s so good,” she cries, back sliding down the headboard a bit because she’s so overwhelmed she can hardly hold herself straight. He grins, gently guiding her hips down so that she’s laying flat on the bed. He scoots back, keeping himself on his knees between her legs.
“Yeah? Tell me about it, Hun. Let me hear how good it feels,” he whispers, running his free hand up and down her chest a few times before trailing it back down. With so much lube, he doesn’t really have to prep her, and everything in his body seems to throb when he pushes two fingers inside of her and she moans so loud that it echoes through the house.
Ed gently begins pumping the two digits, and he’s amazed by the realization that he can actually feel the vibrations of the toy inside of her too. It makes his blood run hot, and his cock throbs when he wonders if he’ll be able to feel it once he replaces his fingers.
“Ed… take off your underwear. I need to touch you,” Lorraine whines, her own hand reaching for his waistband while she bucks and arches against his palm. That there’s a wet spot from his precum hasn’t been lost on her.
“Alright, alright, hold on. Can you hold the vibrator for me for a sec, Hun?” he asks sweetly, needing to free up one of his hands. She nods with a moan, holding the toy against her clit while Ed continues pumping his fingers and removing his last garment of clothing. Excitement runs through Lorraine at the sight of her husband’s cock springing free, and she wastes no time taking a hold of it and beginning to spread the wetness from his tip all over. Ed curses under his breath, grabbing the vibrator again.
“God, Lorraine… you tryna provoke me?” he mutters, bucking into her hand and leaning down to kiss her. She lets out a little ‘mhm’ as she kisses back, only interrupted by a loud, raw moan ripping from her throat as Ed turns the toy up to the next speed.
“Ed! Ed! Oh Ed!” she cries, hand tightening around his cock as her legs tremble and thrash. Ed groans and smiles all at once, pumping his fingers a little harder and scarcely seconds later being rewarded the pulsing of Lorraine’s walls around his digits. He’s only too happy to discover that the second setting seems to have done her in like nothing.
“You coming for me, Hun? Yeah, you are. Come for me, Lorraine,” he whispers, kissing her neck and revelling in the way her entire body shakes beneath him, so overwhelmed with pleasure that she’s unable to control her limbs.
“Ed… Ed! S-So good,” she cries, followed by a moan at the top of her lungs. Ed chuckles until her pleasure leads her to squeeze his tip, and then he’s also gasping and bucking his hips. “Ed- Ed, t-too much, too much, I’m going to-”
Before Ed even gets the chance to turn the vibrator down, Lorraine is thrashing again and squirting all over his hand. He’s so enamored by the sensations of his wife’s pleasure that it actually makes him moan aloud. Realizing how quickly the toy got her to this peak he actually laments pulling it away, tempted to keep going and see just how much overstimulation she can take. But he thinks he better save that card for later.
“You alright, Hun?” he asks softly, kissing Lorraine’s forehead as he sets the turned off vibrator aside and gently pulls his fingers out from inside of her. She gives a little gasp at the feeling, and smiles lazily when Ed sits back on his knees again and licks them clean.
“Yes, I’m alright. It’s just been awhile since I’ve had an orgasm so intense… I wasn’t expecting you to turn the power up,” she admits, panting and trying to regain her breath. Ed smiles, petting her hair.
“Well, I think we can give you an even better one right now,” he challenges teasingly, hands coming under her limp thighs and spreading them back apart. He looks back up to her face before he goes any further, though. “You ready for me, or do you want to wait a little longer?”
Lorraine smiles at her husband, another idea popping into her head.
“Lay down.”
Never one to deny his wife, Ed lays beside his wife, kissing her shoulders and inhaling deeply when she sits up and throws her leg over him. She straddles him, gently grinding against his length and covering it with a mix of lube and her slick. Ed moans low and guttural.
“Christ, Lorraine… can’t keep teasing me like that…” he mutters, head thrown back in the pillows. She gives a little girlish giggle at that.
“Can’t I?”
Before Ed can process what she’s doing, Lorraine is scooting back and reaching for the vibrator again. She takes a hold of his length in her free hand, and he watches breathlessly as she turns the toy on and presses the head of it to his tip. A strangled cry of pleasure escapes from his throat. Lorraine smiles and laughs softly.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” she whispers, running the toy from his tip to his base and then back up. Ed shudders and nods vehemently, hips bucking into her hand. She leaves the toy pressed against his tip, beginning to slowly stroke him at the same time. He groans, hands gripping Lorraine’s thighs as all of his muscles tense with pleasure.
“Lorraine… Lorraine- ah… that feels…” Ed gasps and moans again, thighs beginning to twitch and spasm a little beneath his wife. It only amuses her further to feel him react that way beneath her, and with a mischievous bite of her lip she turns the toy up a level and begins to rub a little faster. “Lorraine! Lorraine! Hun, I can’t- you have to stop, I’m going to-”
Despite Ed’s loud protests, Lorraine continues her ministrations, watching her husband’s face as it twists with overwhelming pleasure. She knows that he doesn’t like to cum this way, he prefers finishing inside her, but seeing him so helpless beneath her and feeling the way his cock throbs in her hand fills her whole body with hot, flaming desire.
“Let me take care of you, Ed. Don’t keep fighting it, Honey. Let yourself cum… I want you to cum right here,” Lorraine whispers to him, leaning forward ever so slightly so that her breasts are hovering over his tip. Ed looks down, and the mix of her words and the mental image of getting to cum all over her chest sends him tipping over the edge.
“Lorraine! Oh God, Lorraine!” he cries, legs shaking and whole body trembling as his cum spurts out, delicately painting his wife’s chest just as she had intended. Lorraine can’t help but give a little moan in response, not even feeling any pleasure but still so absolutely entranced by all the sights, sounds, and now feelings of Ed’s orgasm.
“That’s it, Hun. Just like that…” she encourages, gently removing the vibrator from his tip so as not to overwhelm him, but continuing to stimulate him with her hand. She milks every last drop from him and smiles at the feeling of his spend dripping down along her breasts. Ed gives one last desperate whine before resigning to heavy panting, and when he’s finally able to open his eyes he mutters out a ‘christ…’ at the sight of Lorraine’s chest. She giggles a little, letting go of his erection and letting it fall onto his stomach. She scoots up—straddling his hips now—and bends down to pepper kisses along his face.
“Hah… Was that fun for you, Lorrarine?” he questions with a little chuckle, still quite out of breath as his hands roam up Lorraine’s back. She gives him a girlish smile.
“I couldn’t help it. You looked so beautiful,” she whispers just softly enough for him to hear. Ed almost raises a brow at her usage of ‘beautiful’, but having seen her in the throes of pleasure so many times in all their years together, he understands exactly what she means. All the same, this little bout of trickery leaves him in a playful mood.
“Yeah, except I promised you another orgasm, didn’t I? One better than the last. But now that you’ve gone and tired me out, I think I’ll have to be a little clever about getting you there,” he quips, wrapping his arm around her waist and flipping them over so that he’s straddling her now. She gives a little yelp, and raises her eyebrows at her husband.
Before Lorraine can ask any questions, Ed is reaching off the side of the bed, grabbing his discarded pants and pulling his belt out from its loops. Lorraine’s eyes go wide when she realizes exactly what Ed’s up to, and though she feigns squirming beneath him, she doesn’t resist at all when he grabs both of her wrists in one hand, binding them to the headboard with his belt.
For a moment she considers that this type of sex feels younger than they are, but her excitement is so palpable that she can’t bother with any type of protestation, especially when she remembers how much she’s enjoyed it when Ed has done things like this in the past.
“Gonna make you feel so good, Hun. Gonna make you shake and scream,” Ed mutters absentmindedly, preoccupied with spreading Lorraine’s legs and pinning them to the bed with his knees so that she won’t be able to get away from him, even when it feels too good.
“Ed…” Lorraine breathes in response, watching with parted lips and wide eyes as he grabs the lube again and squirts a generous amount between her legs. She whines at the cold feeling, her breath hitching when Ed runs the head of the vibrator—which still has a little bit of his cum on it—through her folds, spreading the lube around. Lorraine gives another whimper, hands fruitlessly tugging on their binds.
“You teased, Lorraine. Told ya to stop… now I’m gonna keep you here like this ‘til I’m hard again,” he tells her, grinning as he turns the vibrator on and presses it to her clit. She throws her head back, but bound to the headboard and pinned by his legs, she can’t go anywhere.
“T-Then what?” she asks, voice trembling a little. She gasps when Ed almost immediately turns the vibrator to the next level.
“Then I’ll fuck you ‘til you’re crying, of course,” he answers nonchalantly, gently moving the head of the vibrator up and down along her folds, watching her face very carefully for any sign that something feels good. Meanwhile, Lorraine can hardly stop moaning, and she realizes how pathetic she must look when her legs already begin to tremble. This is confirmed when Ed begins to chuckle. “Look at you… let me hear how good it feels, Lorraine. Lemme hear you.”
Lorraine, unable to deny him, lets a deep moan rip from her throat, hips bucking against the toy as it sends wave after wave of pleasure through her body. The infuriating part is that as good as it feels, she can’t orgasm without Ed inside her in some form, and so she’s left chasing a high that won’t come. She lifts her head, looking between her lover’s legs and groaning with both ecstasy and frustration when she sees that he’s only half hard, still not fully recovered from what she did to him.
“Fuck, Ed… just let me touch you… I need you hard, need you inside me,” she whines, trying to wiggle her hips lower like she’ll somehow manage to rub the toy against him, too. Of course, her bound wrists make that impossible, and she screams out when Ed—who knows exactly what she’s doing—turns the toy up again as punishment for her attempt.
“You might be able to recall, Honey, but I was hard. You coulda had me then, but you just had to tease me. It’s only fair that I return that favor, huh?” he reminds her, smiling as he puts his hand above her shoulder and leans over her, kissing her neck and revelling in the way she quivers at the feeling.
“I-It might be fair… b-but it’s not nice, Ed. I need you so bad… I need you so, so bad… and I know you need me too. You need me, hot and wet, clenching around you… I’ll be so good,” she whimpers, crying out a few times in between and leaning her head into her husband’s neck, an intimate gesture which actually makes his cock throb just as much as her words do.
“Christ, Lorraine,” he mutters, detesting just how much power she holds even bound beneath him. He can’t deny that the picture she paints has him growing harder by the second—especially when she hasn’t dirty talked him like this in years—and with his head so close to hers, he can hear every little breath, gasp, and cry that escapes her mouth.
“Come on, Ed… please…” she moans, leaving a slow, teasing kiss right next to his sideburn. He curses, lifting his head and looking down at her. He presses the vibrator against her clit a little harder and has to swallow at the sight of her back arching, especially when his cum is still splayed across her chest. Lorraine can’t tease anymore, too overwhelmed. All that she can do now is beg. “Ed, please! Please, I need you!”
The sound of genuine desperation in his wife’s voice moves him, and—feeling like quite the fool—Ed abandons all previous plans, throwing the vibrator aside and going back on his heels. Lorraine gasps with relief, whining and frantically repeating ‘yes’ over and over again as Ed lifts his weight off her legs, instead pulling them on top of his and grabbing his unsurprisingly hard erection so hurriedly that you’d think he was going to die if he wasn’t inside of Lorraine that very second.
“Oh Ed!”
The couple moans in unison as he lines his tip at her entrance and pushes inside, meeting zero resistance and immediately being engulfed with the warmth of her insides. He grips her hips, slowly thrusting and cursing under his breath at the feeling. As he picks up pace, Lorraine cries out and tugs at her restraints, and it’s only then that her pleasure suddenly morphs into fear.
“Ed- Ed wait- Ed stop-”
Lorraine’s tone makes him freeze, and he immediately halts, looking at her with concern. She motions with her head to his nightstand, and he instantly understands.
“Ed, get your pills, Honey. Put the bottle on the bed so you can grab them if you get worked up…” she suggests, more than a little worried that if he starts having a reaction he’ll be in too much pain to get them himself, and knowing that if he collapses, she’s stuck with her hands restrained.
“Good thinking, Hun,” he says, momentarily slipping out of her so he can reach for the orange bottle. He sets it next to the still-shaking vibrator with a little chuckle, but he doesn’t linger on it for long. He’s pushing back inside Lorraine almost instantly, and this time he doesn’t hesitate to go fast.
Again, the couple is a moaning mess, and Ed throws his head back as he grabs his wife’s legs, throwing her feet over his shoulders so he can get even deeper. The angle makes Lorraine shout, and suddenly all Ed can think about is hearing her make that sound again.
“Yeah, that feel good, Lorraine?” he groans, tenderly running his hands up and down her legs. She nods, eyes shut and head thrown back into Ed’s pillow—the smell of him fills her lungs and she loves it. “You wanna feel even better?”
Before she can even process what’s going on, Ed is grabbing the vibrator again and pressing it to Lorraine’s already sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Oh Ed! Oh Ed!” She gasps, eyes shooting open as she looks up at her husband. Her legs are almost instantly shaking, and Ed has to wrap his free arm around them, holding them against his chest as he pounds into her relentlessly. Then, with only one particularly loud moan for warning, Ed feels a gush of warmth flooding from Lorraine’s insides, and he curses out as waves of it squirt onto him and the bedding below them.
“Oh Christ, Lorraine… so fucking good,” he groans, staring down at his wife’s glistening core with utter adoration. It’s not that it’s rare for Lorraine to squirt this way, it’s only rare for it to happen before an orgasm, and Ed begins to realize just how much power the pink device in his hand actually holds.
“A little- a little faster, Hun… please c-can you-” before Lorraine can even finish asking twice, Ed obliges her request, snapping his hips against her ass with every thrust. She moans out, back arching once more and hands balling into fists because she doesn’t have anything to hold. She whimpers again. “So good, Ed… you feel so good, my love.”
“Love you, Lorraine… love you so much,” he groans in reply, pressing a sweet kiss to her ankle and listening to what sounds like music as she cries out beneath him. It astounds him, really, how she can squeeze around him like this, and still the fondness in his heart overwhelms the pleasure in his groin.
“Ed, I’m s-so close, Honey… I’m so close,” she gasps, body beginning to thrash irrationally, trying to break free of the overwhelming sensation but finding no respite. Ed continues exactly like he is, revelling in how hard her legs are trying to break free of his grasp and the way that her hands are flexing open and closed, only stopping when she wraps her palms around the wooden headboard.
“Yeah, I know you are, Hun. You gonna give me a good one?” He groans back in response, continuing to kiss along her calf because it’s the only thing he can think to do that will make her feel any better than she already does. Lorraine feels it somewhere in the back of her mind, but all she can do now is nod and babble a response.
“Y-Yes! Yes! E-Ed… Ed!”
A second later Ed feels her walls clenching hard and pulsing around him, and he curses far louder than any religious man ought to. Lorraine gives a single, long and impassioned moan at the top of her lungs, legs shaking even in Ed’s grasp and back arching impossibly high.
“Yes, Lorraine, c’mon, give it to me… cumming so hard for me, so good… so beautiful… my gorgeous girl,” Ed encourages, gazing down at her reverently as his own stomach begins to tighten. Lorraine can’t reply with anything but another high pitched and desperate moan.
Ed feels her walls relax and knows that she’s ridden out the peak, but with his own orgasm so close, a wicked idea from earlier returns, and instead of removing the vibrator from his wife’s clit, he instead takes the opportunity to press it down a little harder. Lorraine damn-near screams.
“E-Ed! T-Too much… too much!” she gasps, legs actually thrashing now. Ed has to hold them to his chest harder than he’d anticipated, but overstimulating his wife this way is so divine that he doesn’t mind at all.
“Had to g-get back at you, s-somehow, Hun. Gonna watch you thrash and cry for me,” he explains, and Lorraine actually curses as she remembers her husband’s promise to ‘fuck her ‘til he sees tears’.
“I can’t! I can’t t-take it…” Lorraine whines, tugging at her binding again in an attempt to escape the burning of what feels like every nerve in her body. Ed chuckles low and raw.
“Yes you can. You can take it. You’re gonna take it,” he whispers, feeling deep satisfaction bubbling inside of him when Lorraine’s eyes shoot open, looking up at him with desperation and pleading. They’re glossy, and it takes everything inside of him to not empty inside of her when two tears roll down her cheeks in response to the overstimulation. It gets even harder when her walls start to squeeze him.
“Ed… Ed please!”
“Give it to me, Lorraine. Give it to me, soak my cock, let me feel how good it is,” he spurs her on, and his encouragement has her almost instantly gushing around him. They both cry out in unison, and Ed grips her legs and the body of the vibrator impossibly tight as his own orgasm washes over him, his cum spurting deep inside his wife.
A few moments later, when Ed finally regains enough control of his limbs, he turns off and tosses the vibrator aside, resigning to panting with his head against Lorraine’s legs. She, too, is swallowing the dryness in her throat and blinking away the rest of her tears, a few weak moans still escaping as she calms herself down.
“Are you… are you alright, Hun?” Ed asks after a moment, gently sliding her ankles off of his shoulders and leaning over her to wipe the tears from her cheeks. Lorraine can’t speak, but she nods and leans her face into his palm. Ed smiles at her fondly, loving the sight of her post-orgasm simultaneous exhaustion and glow. He kisses her forehead and reaches for his belt, undoing it and gently massaging Lorraine’s now-free wrists. He kisses them too.
“I’ve gotta say, Ed… you really surprised me tonight,” she says after a while, having finally regained thoughts in her head and enough movement in her limbs to lazily cup his face. Ed chuckles and continues peppering kisses on her cheeks.
“That was the point, wasn’t it? Buying the damn thing to spice things up?”
“Yes… it definitely… fulfilled that purpose.”
They both laugh a little, and Ed finally lifts himself up, carefully pulling himself out and collecting the various objects that have become strewn across the bed during their lovemaking. He gets off the bed, setting his belt and the lube on the nightstand and then taking the vibrator into the bathroom so he can wash it.
Lorraine hears the sound of water, and for a moment she worries that Ed is starting the shower, because she’s in absolutely no condition to stand right now. She’s only too relieved when Ed comes back a few minutes later with a clean toy and a damp towel. She whimpers with sensitivity when he runs the towel between her legs, cleaning everything up.
“I know, Hun. I know,” he whispers, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her thigh when he’s done. The towel promptly goes in their laundry basket and the vibrator gets tucked away into Lorraine’s nightstand.
Ed begins lifting the covers, and he slips under them on Lorraine’s side of the bed before grabbing her and carefully pulling her into him. He tugs the sheets down before pulling them over his wife. He can’t help but smile at how she’s hardly conscious—she always falls asleep in his arms when he’s done a number on her like he has today.
Laying down, Ed sighs contently, only too happy when Lorraine half-mindly rests her head on his chest. He presses kisses into her hair, wrapping his arms around her.
“Love you, Ed…” she mumbles, provoking a blush on his face even after all these years.
“Love you too, Lorraine.”
The couple drifts off into a pleasure-induced sleep in the mid-afternoon, and if they’re sure of anything, it’s that the vibrator sitting in Lorraine’s drawer might be the best purchase they’ve ever made. When she thinks about it later, Lorraine will laugh recalling that she was ever nervous to ask Ed about it. Her husband would give her the stars and the planets if he could, and an orgasm—or two, or three—is certainly easier to give her than that.