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(done for the prompt 'secret' decided it would be kinks. Dead dove, 🕊️ do not eat. No beta because I'm not showing this filth to ANYONE I know!)
From the outside Taylor and Boone looked like the perfect suburban couple. They had five children, all with good grades and busy in the community. They attended church on Sundays and kept their lawn immaculate dispite their busy schedules, the Reno heat and pets that played on it.
Still, they had a secret.
The two of them where absolut, verifiable F-R-E-A-K-S's when they where alone. It would honestly be easier to list what they where NOT into than what they where.
For the sake of time we won't bother with either now, instead we're going to check in on a normal morning with the two of them.
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Boone slid his hands up under his wife's flannel night gown, kissing her shoulder and nape of her neck. "Morning, my love."
"Morning, Boo." She rolled over, dark eyes sparkling as she kissed him.
Outside the sun was just beginning to rise and it was time for him to start getting ready for work. He kneaded her ass cheeks, rubbing and spreading them until he reached over to the bedside table for a bottle of lube.
Using the smallest amount possible- wanting to only apply enough to enter with out tearing but keep enough friction to make it hurt oh-so-good at the same time he pushed up her night gown and sunk balls deep in her ass with out any warning. Her back arched her hips away instantly at the unprepared entry on instinct at first only to have her push back on him once her brain took over. She wanted more. She wanted it deeper- to ache deeper. They both moved together, panting and moaning.
There was no fear of being overhead. Soundproofing was of utmost importance to the couple to protect their kids ears. Nothing done in this basement bed room would be heard.
Taylor panted as she pushed back to meet him, a jolt of pleasure pain going through her ass with each deep punishing thrust. "Yes...mmm baby make it hurt."
Boone's dick leaked precum at her words as he thrust more roughly. If he wanted he could cum from the sensation right now. He held out though, always the gentleman he wanted his wife to come first.
After a bit he decided she needed some help and reached between her legs, roughly rubbing and pinching her clit as well as fingering her urethra. "Gonna punish this sorry button and this naughty hole."
"Ah, yes. Please." She agreed, jerking her hips with abandon to roughly force his finger inside her until she came. Taylor's tight holes spasmed around his fingers and dick. As soon as she did he let him self go as well, filling her ass up with his cum.
He soaked in her, catching his breath and after a few minutes closed his eyes and let loose, flooding her bowels with his morning urine.
Taylor moaned as she got a surprise colonic courtesy of her husband. "Boone, really, baby? You're so naughty!" She chastised, not honestly sounding put out at all as she felt her intestines fill with the hot liquid. She had had enemas before but this was...so kinky.
When he pulled out he instantly slapped in a butt plug, keeping everything trapped inside. "Don't worry, sweetie. Just sleep and enjoying it. I got the Eden, Minni and Lael." He said, speaking of their three eldest children.
She sighed, nodding and closed her eyes, soon going back to sleep. She slept easily dispite soreness and the fullness in her bowels, body satiated by the morning fun.
Boone cleaned up then slipped into sleep pants and slippers, heading out to wake his kids up. The oldest could drive and would be taking the second oldest with him to school. The middle child was in Junior High and would be riding with her boyfriend's family. The two younger where left in their beds for now.
Ever the loving father Boone was in a pleasant mood- who couldn't be in a good mood when you get to start every day with hot sex? He made the kids and him self pancakes with fruit and packed lunch for all four of them as well as snack.
Only once the teens where out the door did he head upstairs to return to his bedroom.
Taylor was just waking up again, blinking happily at him. "Hey, hot stuff."
"Hey, your self." They kiss and she got up as he dropped his pajama bottoms, bending over the bed, exposing his own well-used sphincter. "You in the mood to break my ass some more before work?" He questioned.
It has been a long time since this hole had been tight, constantly kept streatched and swollen.
"Mmmmm, of course my love. It looks hotter and hotter every day. Imagine what the guys say your office would say if they knew your little secret?" Taylor taunted, tying her purple hair back in a ponytail before lubing up her right hand. Like him she only used what was absolutely nessisary.
"I'd die of embarrassment." He admitted, feeling her fist press against his hole. There was not going to be any easing it in. They both loved mixing pain and pleasure, turned on by the destructive nature of their actions and the secret taboo of the depravity.
"We'd have to move town." She said. "Unless they where into it? Imagine, your whole board meeting taking turns fisting this slack hole until your pretty prolapse flops out on the table."
He just moaned because at that moment she breached his entrance, beginning to pound her fist in and out of his guts. He moaned and panted and squirmed as his wife worked him, coxing his unprepared butt to take her fist deeper and deeper.
He loved it. The exquisite streatching, the deep burning pain inside him as she went deeper and deeper. The internal ache it left him with going about his day. It hurt so good, making his petite dick drizzle precum on the bed as the pleasure built until he came.
Taylor grinned, roughly jerking her entire arm out at once.
About six inches of his rectum followed her arm and she squeezes it, kneading the bright red organ making her husband let out keening whines.
"Your ass is so broken, my love." She chuckled, kissing it affectionately before beginning to slowly ease it back in.
Boone had no hope of answering, brain overloaded. The man was a panting, drooling mess.
"Which plug you want today?" Taylor asked him, sharply slapping his ass to get his attention. "Boone. Love. Focus." She wiped her hands clean before reaching to open the bedside table. "I'm going to put a butt plug in, unless you don't want one today? Which one do you want?"
"Mmmmm... The ....knobby one? .....You know, um....green with the little lumps all over it." Her husband was still in a daze of pleasure and endorphins.
"A nice choice, my dear." She took her time working the large plug inside of him, cleaning him up before heading twords the bathroom intending to wash her hands and let out the piss enema that was still brewing in her guts.
"Hey, Tay?" Boone looked at her, dutifully stripping the bed of any sullied linens now that his wits had returned.
"Humm?"
"Maybe just wash your hands? I wanna make your holding game more challenging. Think you could keep every thing in until the normal time with out your morning relief?"
"...." She hesitated, trying to think of she could take it. It made them both quite turned on for her to hold her urine from the time he left for work until he got home for lunch but... Not having relieved her self since ten o' clock at night last night that would be a big challenge.
"Sounds fun." A grin spread across her face, washing only her hands then returning to the bed, bending over to have him spread her legs. "Mmmm, I hope my bladder doesn't burst... It's really too bad you came twice already. It would be so hot to have you come in my bladder before you plug it."
"I'm spent for now." He agreed with a laugh. "But when I get home for lunch we can do it. I bet your bladder will be nice and sore and sensitive holding it for hours." He offered realistically, grabbing a small dildo they sometimes used in her smallest hole, sliding it in and out of her urethra over and over while she squirmed and moaned.
She reached for her clit but he caught her hand, kissing it. "Nope. I think you need to work those hips and come from just having your bladder used." He challenged.
Taylor whined, moving her hips faster. "You're gonna have to get a lot rougher if you want me to do that."
He met the request, slamming the dildo in and out of her so hard he felt it hit her bladder wall each thrust. He went fast as he could over and over and over until she came, the clenching of her muscles making her need to go and the cramping from the enema that much more intense.
"You.. You're still down for plugging, right?" He double checked, earning a nod. It was her turn to be too dazed to talk.
He selected the plug they use exclusively for her urethra and forced it in.
They both slid on chastity devices, meant to hold them both in exquisite torment. It was all in good fun and they both had emergency keys incase they needed to go for some reason.
They dressed for the day, Taylor and Boone both feeling so full and throughout loved and used alike. Dressed in a nice dress Taylor went to wake up her two youngest children and nurse them on the couch while Boone put on a handsome suit, kissing his wife and kids goodbye and heading out the door.
The toddler had almost out grown it completely, nursing for about a minute before running off to play with toys but the younger one lingered a bit longer, giving her time to plan her day in her head.
After about five minutes she went in the kitchen to make a light breakfast for all of them and called the dogs in to eat.
After that everyone headed into the front yard.
Taylor tried to tend to her garden but was constantly distracted by the pressure in her stomach, sitting this way and that way until she gave up entirely.
One of the neighbors came by and they chatted for a few, Taylor making sure not to give any hint at her secret, kinky struggle.
Time ticked on and she felt her bladder fill more and more. By ten o'clock it was snack time and she worried she might give up. Only two hours until Boone came home, would she make it? Her intestines filled with the piss enema where not fairing much better, aching and cramping as she held everything in.
She brought the kids in and gave them snack followed by some art supplies to play with on the kitchen floor while she made broccoli and cheese soup for lunch and cheesy garlic bread on the side. Anything to distract her self.
Mind wondering she chopped up the broccoli, giving a piece to the kids and dog before cooking it in the pan and adding the soup ingredients, mixing it all together in the pot and stirring, stirring, stirring to try and keep her mind off the holding game.
Her intestine where trembling from holding the enema so long and her bladder was so full she could see the bulge if she lifted her dress to peek.
Amused she rubbed the slight bulge, wincing as she rubbed it. Damn, it was so sore and tender.
She pressed on it harder and harder, feeling more pain shot through her abdomen the more she did but addicted to the feeling.
As she cooked she intentionally pressed her bladder right against the edge of the counter until she had to stop, feeling she couldn't take pressing on it another second.
An hour and thirty minutes left. Damn. She had done big holds before but this was really pushing the mold.
The soup simmering she took the kids back outside, barely able to think already from her desperation.
She watched the children run around, chasing each other around the yard as she clenched her legs together, biting her lip.
It was torture and pleasure and a game and a challenge all rolled into one and she didn't want to give up just yet but she was starting to tremble from the strain.
"TAYLOR!" Her neighbors voice called her right as she was about to give up and go in to retrieve the emergency key.
"Katie, hi." She smiled, walking over to her hippie friend, decked out in a tye dye dress. "How are you?"
"Oh, I'm great. I went to the store today and..."
Taylor heard maybe every fifth word, so consumed with her full stomach, bladder bulging even further out. It's a good thing the dress wasn't tight enough to show it too well. She was so horny and in pain at the same time; although the two often went hand-in-hand in her house.
"So ... I'll see you at the park after four?"
"Of course. We'll be there. I should be getting these two in for lunch and down for their nap." She smiled, waving goodbye to her friend and heading back inside.
She portioned two bowls of soup for the kids and set them aside to cool as she closed her eyes.
Thirty minutes. She was going to lose with just thirty minutes to go. She tried to assure her self it was ok, that's what an emergency key was for but couldn't convince her self to give up. She was so mentally waring with her self when who walked in but...
"Boone! Your home early!" She threw her self around him, the two hugging and kissing one another.
"I took an early lunch. First day of a new challenge I thought it might be hard on you." He reached out, rubbing her bladder bulge. "Mmm.. Like a rock. How's it feel?"
"It's burning and hurting like my bladder is being torn apart. The enema has my guts constantly cramping and I'm so, so, so wet and horny." She admitted in a whisper.
"That's so hot." He kissed her, pressing on her bladder bulge, making her squirm. "What a good wife holding all that for me." Taylor squirmed and whined, resisting her body's urge to pull away from the pressure. Boone chucked, pressing harder before removing his hand. "Why don't you go let all that out and then we can eat?"
She nodded, kissing him with bedroom eyes. "Why don't we put the kids in the play room and you come with me?"
Boone agreed, removing his suit jacket, dress shirt and tie. He draped them over the back of one of the kitchen chairs before picking up the kids.
The play room was a perfectly safe little room for the kids to be left alone in for a short period of time with padded floors and age appropriate toys.
He kissed them atop their heads before putting up the baby gate, returning to his beautiful, but desperate purple haired wife. The sight of her was making him so hard.
He scooped her up, kissing and nuzzling her as he carried her down the steps, watching her whine and whimper in his arms as she kissed back. The position she was being held put even more strain on her bladder.
"Press on it while I carry you please?" He requested.
Taylor bit her lip as she complied, hands pressing on her poor bulging bladder.
As soon as they where down in their personal bathroom he set her on her feet, kissing her neck and shoulder as he unzipped her dress. He gently hung it on a hanger on the back if the door before continuing to kiss her, kissing his way down her body.
His lips found their way from her throat to her chest and down her stomach before kissing her thighs around her chastity garment. "B-Boo. Please." She panted. "Please baby ... I'm going to explode."
He chuckled, using the key on his necklace to unlock it before sliding the device down along with her panties. "Oh... Taylor. They're soaked. I love how turned on you are when this horny."
He reached behind her, slowly pulling on the butt plug, not pulling it all the way out, slowly fucking her ass with it with out removing it out completely.
"Boooone." She whined. "Please.. Please...I need to ..."
"I know." He pulled it out, letting her go. To give her some bit of privacy he turned away to wash it in the sink, loud water covering the sound of her doing her business. Once it was clean and stood on a towel to dry he turned around, spreading her legs while she was still on the toilet.
"Ready baby?"
She nodded, moaning as he pulled the plug out of her bladder, allowing it to finally void after over twelve hours of containment.
Like with the butt plug he washed her plug in the sink as she did what she needed to do, setting it with the first.
"You're so beautiful." He praised, pulling her hair slightly to tilt her face up, kissing her passionately. "Think my dirty, horny girl can take another round?"
She nodded eagerly. "Just a quickie. You promised to come in my aching bladder at lunch time. I'm so turned on." She insisted.
"Really?" He laughed. "It's been through a lot today. You really want it to take more?"
Taylor nodded. "I want it to take everything. I don't want to stop until I question my own sanity. Come on baby, I'll meet you in the bed?"
"Sounds perfect." He let go of her hair and she headed out to their bedroom, unable to resist her pleading eyes.
Once he did what he needed to do in the bathroom he headed out to join his beautiful wife on the bed. He climbed on the bed, crawling across it to meet her in the center where she waited for him.
She pulled him in close, kissing him as he rutted against her, collecting her wetness before reaching down to find her tightest hole, slipping his cock slowly inside as he smothered her face in kisses.
Taylor moans her legs as wide as possible to let him sink deeper inside her sore pee hole. Her husband's penis was the perfect, compact size to fit in her this forbidden hole. It was their ultimate secret bedroom activity; one they both had to work for years to actually succeed at.
The two of them moan, moving together. The friction in the tight hole brought them both close to the edge so quick. The sting and the stretch of the opening never intended for this pounding sent pleasurable pain radiating through her body with every thrust until she came.
Boone followed right behind her, shooting his seed deep in her bladder.
There was no time for snuggles and lounging in bed.
They both had things to do outside their kinky, naughty play. Amid a few kisses and some baby wipes to clean up Boone pushed both the plugs back in, making Taylor whimper and the two redressed and headed up stairs, the picture perfect 'normal couple'.
Afterwards they walked down the steps, collecting the kids and sitting at the table to enjoy the cheesy today and broccoli and cheese soup. Taylor and the kids saw Boone off back to work, the perfect suburban house wife waving off her handsome business man husband.
She already couldn't wait until he came home again.
(If you enjoyed this story I do have a prequel to it in my gallery titled 'Crash in to me'. If you don't want to go to my gallery feel free to click the Boone/Taylor tag at the top of the page and it will show you all of my stories with them🖤💜)