Bedknobs: A Housewife's Secret Toy

Bedknobs: A Housewife's Secret Toy

A lot of housewives use different things to get off. My hairbrush is an old favourite. But I discovered a new one last week. I am always looking for new ways to cum.

I shower before preparing our evening meal. It is the perfect way to freshen up before my husband comes home from work. Now and again, my hairbrush distracts me and I end up doing naughty things to myself on the mattress. I leave the towels under me as it can become messy.

I made the mistake of scrolling my social media feed while I sauntered through to our bedroom. I wear two towels from the shower. I wear one around my long blonde hair and one around my body. I loosened the one around my body, ready to dry between my legs as I sat down on the edge of the bed.

Except, I was so distracted by my phone, I sat on the wrong part of the bed. I sat on the bed knob. Goodness alone knows how I managed it. But it took no time at all to realise what I was doing and shoot back up.

The sensation of being spread so quickly was amazing. A filthy thought came into my head. I wondered if it would fit inside me.

The bed knob is around two inches wide and is shaped like a large acorn. it even has the ridge around the thick bit half way down. It sits at the same height as my thigh on the frame of the bed so you can see why it was so easy to sit on. It's a simple design and I am not sure why I never thought of using it inside me before, while I used any of my toys. I love something thick, stretching me while I play with my wand or one of my bullet vibes.

Our bed frame is solid oak. This thing doesn't budge. If I have to move it for cleaning, I always ask my husband to help. I figure the frame will support me if I use it for this.

I am sure you know what it's like when you want to try something new and whacky. It can be scary. But it is worth the risk. How risky can it be to sink down onto something so thick and solid?

When I stand back and take a good look, the bed post is made for this. Maybe that's why they used to make beds with ornamental touches. Maybe bed knobs were a lady's secret tool to protect against sexual frustration. Perfect for getting off and hidden right there, in plain sight of their husband.

I give the knob a good wipe and dry it off. A good, liberal smear of lube between my legs and I am ready to go.

The wood is cold at first. I take it easy, not wanting to sink down too far. The top of the bed knob enters me and spreads me wide. I feel it crown as I sink onto it, allowing more and more of it inside.

It hurts a bit to start with, it's so big. But I soon get used to it. My problem is the height. It stays at the same height and I have to move around it. I brace my thighs as I control how much of the thick wooden bed knob impales me, between my legs.

My breasts are all natural and quite large. I wear a 42GG bra so they need some support. If you have large breasts, you'll know what I am talking about. They have a life of their own when your bra comes off. My boobs hang over my tummy and my nipples point forward.

Masturbating always makes my nipples excited and stand up. Being over fifty years of age, they are large and thick and become long when I stroke them. It turns me on so much when I stroke them when I play with myself. I feel like such a dirty bitch.

The thing about playing with yourself in the afternoon is, it wakes you up. Afternoon naughtiness can have the same effect as a nap.

After a minute or so, my calves burn as I balance my weight on the thick wooden phallus inside me. The shape and size are unforgiving. I will never look at our bed the same again. My legs shake as I pull my wand against me. I usually use the third setting. Setting three is the one between low and high and it is constant. I enjoy the pulse modes but a girl needs a reliable buzz when she's getting close.

And I am getting close. The end of the wand has a sleeve over the knobbly, buzzy bit. I always know I am reaching its limit when the sleeve starts to slide off the buzzy bit. I'm sure there's a better name for the buzzy bit. All I know is it buzzes and gets me off and when it doesn't, I get a new one. Or my husband buys me one. He bought me three. This is wand number four. I bought the first one out of curiosity. Let me tell you ladies. If you ever try a wand, you will never look back. They are a special kind of magic.

I lean forward and support myself on the arm of the chair, just within reach. I am caught between the bed and the armchair. I want the ecstasy between my legs to never stop but I need support from something. There's nothing else to lean on.

My nails dig into the arm of the chair as my orgasm builds. I push the button on the wand. I need that higher level. Only the most intense setting can match the thickness of this brute inside me. I usually stop before I hit this setting as it leaves my clit numb. That doesn't matter here. The wood is too thick. I need the release. I need to cum.

I press the tip hard against me. I feel my cunt spasm around the wood. My legs shake under me. I grip tight on the arm of the chair. The pleasure is so intense I scream.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!"

And then it subsides. And I want to sink down and relax and recover. But I am on this huge bed knob. I muster the remaining strength in my thighs and lift myself up and off its bullying tip.

Tossing my towels across the bed, I lie back for a minute while I look down at the huge thing I just took inside me.

It'll make a great show one night, for my husband. But until then, this is between me and our bed knob.

And that's it!

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