Long Together Makes Henk A Male Female - 1

Henk and Ingrid have been together for a long time and it has been a marriage like so many with its ups and downs. Many things have become a rut where both have become more buddies than a couple. So is the sex life which has grown from vibrant to standard the longer they have been together. Finally got to a point where Henk is jerked off in bed under the sheets by Ingrid 2x a week. Ingrid then lies on her stomach with her face turned away from Henk and with one hand pulling Henk's cock and when he has come Ingrid wipes his seed on his stomach and falls asleep. Henk has to cum quietly, too, because Ingrid doesn't like moaning and she thinks his seed is just a sticky filthy substance.

Ingrid herself no longer cares about sex, that Henk can only fantasize that she must have a very dry plum in the meantime. He even has no idea what Ingrid's pussy looks or smells like because touching her has long since become a taboo. Other than all this, they get along just fine. In addition, Ingrid is always concerned about Henk's health and if Henk even shows any signs of pain, he has to go to the doctor immediately. Probably because Henk had a small heart attack 10 years ago that she became so worried and their sex life fell into a slump.

Another reason that Henk lets go as little as possible in that area, only Ingrid is keen on this and notices that Henk has had to pee very often a day lately. According to Ingrid's wisdom, gained from watching all medical programs on TV and searching on Google, she thinks that Henk should go to the doctor to have his prostate checked and his PSA value measured. Whereby she tells in scents and colors what such research entails and Henk's face only gets grayer the more she tells. Of course, before Henk realizes it, an appointment has been made with the doctor.

A few days have passed and Henk and Ingrid are waiting in the waiting room of the doctor's office. Then Henk's name is called and seeing who the doctor is makes Ingrid happy but Henk a lot less. It is a female doctor and one who knows Ingrid very well. Both women are busy talking to each other and Ingrid quickly explained why Henk is here and that she had to drag him here. The doctor looks at Henk and says that Ingrid means well and it sounds like an examination can't hurt. The doctor then says that Henk should drop his pants at the treatment table and then bend over slightly. Ingrid asks with interest if this examination is difficult to which the doctor says it is nothing as she puts on her glove and puts some lubricant on her fingers.

With her other hand she beckons Ingrid closer and says, look at this. Henk gets a little startled when he feels a cold slippery finger penetrate his ass hole, something moves there which gives him an unprecedented shiver and his limp cock stiffens slightly, almost imperceptibly and hops away again. Seen? She asks Ingrid who seriously nods yes and then tells Henk that he can put his pants back up. Then comes the result that Henk's prostate is slightly enlarged and blood tests must follow, but there is absolutely no reason to panic given his age. Ingrid does not hear the latter and the doctor reassures Ingrid and gives some tips that regular sex works well to keep things healthy. Ingrid asks if that is less than normal, what remains. The doctor indicates that the old manual work also works well and milking something from the prostate is also possible, but that Ingrid can look this up on Google. Henk mumbles that more sex is fine, to which Ingrid says that everything revolves around sex with Henk. She shakes the doctor's hand and leaves the consulting room followed by Henk with a red head of shame.

The following days, Ingrid is fully engaged in research via Google and falls from one surprise to another, especially as the sex component of her search options becomes larger. It is something that awakens her abdomen, which has been sleeping for a long time, when she is startled by Henk, who announces that the results of the blood test are OK. Ingrid shakes yes yes yes and waves Henk away so she can continue searching the internet. Ingrid encounters all sorts of things and the films she watches are increasingly intense. Unbeknownst to Ingrid, one hand is rubbing her crotch between her thighs when she comes to a video about prostate milking and sees a man leaking prostate fluid, which is dismissed as a ruined orgasm. That term keeps Ingrid busy for the rest of the day.

The evening that follows is something Henk watches from when Ingrid in bed jerks him off and she has pulled back the covers and watches carefully how much cum is released when Henk comes. The image lingers in her head that Henk sprays little seed compared to what can be seen on the videos. After 2 evenings further, Henk's mouth almost falls open in surprise when Ingrid jerks Henk off again with a bare torso and he can enjoy the sight of Ingrid's naked breasts with hard nipples. But when Henk shoots his cum, Ingrid's look is again concerned as if what comes out of Henk's cock is not right.

The next morning she steps into the shower and soon her fingers are running through Ingrid's pubic hair and caressing her pussy lips, which are gently swelling with excitement. The warm water does the rest and Ingrid feels a tingle well up in her abdomen. With her middle finger she slides softly between her pussy lips and she can't suppress a moan. Her clit protrudes between her pussy lips and is sensitive to every touch and when Ingrid puts the shower spray on it, she shrinks from the tingling that travels through her body, clamping her thighs together. Her fingers slide deeper and her cunt she sucks in eagerly. Ingrid pants a little heavier and her fingers speed up and then come with a small swelling orgasm that does her good after years and with a slightly cheerful and good feeling she dries off afterwards.

The rest of the week, Henk is a bit disappointed when Ingrid ignores his cock in bed. So a week passes when Ingrid folds away the blanket, turns on the light and starts gently massaging Henk's cock with her hand. Ingrid turns her body so that she has a good view of Henk's cock, bag and ass, where she pushes Henk's legs a little wider to see it even better. Her hand, wet with baby oil, she lets Henk's cock shine and a thick jet of baby oil slides down his pocket and between his buttocks. Ingrid's other hand slides gently between Henk's buttock and Henk feels a finger of Ingrid gently touch his asshole, something that sends a shiver through his body.

Henk doesn't dare to move much, afraid that Ingrid will stop massaging his cock. A somewhat embarrassed and confused feeling runs through Henk's body as Ingrid's finger continues to massage his asshole while tugging on his cock. Automatically tense Hank's buttocks as Ingrid's finger gently slides in and gently moves her finger like a hook, searching for Hank's prostate. At the same time she continues to massage Henk's cock with her other hand. Henk feels Ingrid's finger moving in his ass and every time she touches his prostate it feels like Henk has to pee combined with a slightly imminent climax, but in a slightly different and delicious way. An indescribable way that feels nice and asks for more inside. Henk's cock immediately slackens slightly when Ingrid's hand stops massaging his cock. Her finger accelerates and when her palm presses against Henk's perineum, he can no longer suppress a moan.

Full of surprise and excitement, Ingrid watches how Henk reacts and her eyes widen when she sees how a large white slimy drop emerges from the pee hole of his flaccid cock. Henk automatically pulls his thighs a little wider and moans again followed by his cock that rises in jerks. Henk's cock stands hard and stiff as in his teens and when Ingrid gently pulls his cock off, a big drop first flows from his pee hole followed by spastic contractions of Henk's lower body with thick gobs of cum forcefully spraying out of his head and onto his belly and another part leaks down his trunk over Ingrid's hand.

Ingrid's pussy is wet with excitement, her pussy lips are swollen, but Henk's cock is not much use anymore when it slackens in her hand and comes to rest on Henk's belly drenched in cum. Ingrid gets up and walks to the bathroom while muttering to Henk that she is going to wash her hands. Henk nods, turns on his side and falls asleep very satisfied. While in the bathroom Ingrid is shaking with excitement. She hasn't seen so much seed spray in years. Her hand is in her panties and when she thinks back to just now, how she finger fucked her husband, she gets hornier and hornier. Ingrid's clit is hypersensitive and when she caresses it she can only think of the videos on the internet and Henk's coming. Then a soft moan fills the bathroom as Ingrid cums on her horny thought. A thought that wants more and makes her thighs cramp as an orgasm ripples through her. Then she washes her hands and crawls into bed next to Henk and falls asleep satisfied yearning for more.

The next day when Henk is at work, Ingrid is browsing the internet. Already busy searching the internet and comes up with search terms like chastity and starts reading stories about how women have a chastity belt on their husbands with a week without ejaculation. Ingrid feels excitement in her stomach and searches further and ends up with pegging and gets confused when she sees men completely deflate when they are fucked by their wife with a strap-on. This gives her a whimper and watches a lot of videos which makes her nipples stiffen and her pussy lips swell. Ingrid's fingers are soaking deep in her warm slit, her cunt juices soaking all of her panties and her mind wandering what it felt like to feel a nice cock pounding into her pussy. Then there is 1 video which she watches again a few times, how a man is taken by his wife without his cock being pulled and cumming. The amount of semen that is released is something Ingrid can hardly believe, which gives her an idea that this should work for Henk, but is especially good for his health.

That afternoon Ingrid takes the plunge and nervously starts searching a website for a penis cage and strap-on where she finally places an order with trembling hands. Then it's waiting, something that increases the excitement in her body as the week goes on. She doesn't have to wait long when the postman delivers the package after 3 days, which she approaches with a red head, thinking as if he knows what's inside. The door is barely closed when the package is ripped open with great enthusiasm and impatience. Ingrid takes out the penis cage and strap-on and sees a bottle of lubricant as a bonus gift. She quickly goes to the bedroom where she opens the packages and looks at them approvingly.

She wants to try on the strap-on and puts on the harness over her tights. It looks strange and she thinks this has to be different. Stumbling, she takes off her skirt, tights and panties and puts the harness back on and turns to the mirror. She looks at it approvingly and thinks, so that's how a man sees himself and starts giggling a little on the artificial cock. Ingrid is very excited and soon she caresses her moist slit and clit. The excitement makes her shiver and she feels the need to satisfy herself. While one hand stirs her clit, she unclips the strap-on with the other. With her eyes closed she enjoys herself and with a blush on her cheeks she gently rubs the artificial cock of the strap-on along her wet slit. Her other hand presses on her pubic mound and with 2 fingers she circles on top of her clit.

Ingrid's moans are soft but sound like a woman enjoying herself. Carefully she tries to rub the artificial cock between her labia, but through her wet slit it immediately shoots in, which causes a small scream to escape from Ingrid's mouth. A wonderful feeling shoots through her body, a feeling that has lasted 10 years and encourages her to gently push the rest inside as well. Which soon results in the artificial cock dipping back and forth in her pussy. Her body shudders with an upcoming orgasm and as Ingrid moves the artificial cock faster and faster, the tingling sensation increases in intensity until it erupts. Ingrid's orgasm comes in fits and starts throughout her body and it feels like an eternity before she's back out of this blissful cloud to lie there and fall asleep.

Ingrid wakes up with a fright when the door opens downstairs and Henk shouts that he is home. She quickly slides all the packaging and toys under the bed and quickly puts on her skirt, forgetting to put on her panties and pantyhose. Fortunately, just in time when she descends the stairs, Henk sticks his head around the corner and looks up the stairs. His eyes seem to deceive him what his brain cannot process and surprised and silent he sits on the couch in the living room and tries to understand what he saw. Internally, Henk repeats the question to himself 10, no 100 times, was she not wearing any panties?

Ingrid makes coffee and notices that she has forgotten to put on her panties and tights. The idea and her still-wet slit give her a red head and she's still excited. The artificial cock in her pussy was delicious and she would prefer to feel Henk's cock deep inside her and right now. She is startled from her thoughts when Henk stands behind her and puts his arm around her, followed by a kiss and hello sweetheart. Ingrid automatically pushes her ass back against Henk's crotch. Carefully, Henk's hands slide along her hips where he tries to feel whether what he thinks he saw is true. His cock swells in his pants when his hands don't feel tights or the edge of Ingrid's panties under her skirt.

Ingrid pushes her ass back a little harder and Henk's hands gently push up her skirt. Henk feels and notices no resistance from Ingrid, who rests her hands on the kitchen counter. Only a soft hmmmm follows from her mouth, which releases like a horny teenage reaction in Henk. Clumsy and clumsy he unbuttons his pants and pushes down his boxers, his other hand struggles with Ingrid's skirt and when she pushes her ass further back it's just enough to expose her ass. Henk's hand slides between her buttocks and when he feels Ingrid's wet slit since years his cock stands hard and stiff. His head throbs purple and his sac moves through his swelling balls.

With a trembling hand, Henk guides his cock between Ingrid's buttocks and when his head disappears between her pussy lips, the kitchen fills with a moan from both, followed by a squeal from Ingrid as Henk squeezes the rest of his cock into her wet vulva. Henk takes his cock back and slides his cock deep into Ingrid again, who moans lightly with pleasure. And when Henk gently pulls his cock back and penetrates deep for the 3rd time it is already too much for him and sprays his seed with force deep into Ingrid's wet warm pussy. Henk's excitement has become too much for him that all his cum flows out. He would have liked to enjoy this more, but also Ingrid, who feels how her pussy suddenly lubricates smoothly and warm moisture reaches her thighs and seeps down followed by another jet as Henk's slack cock pops out of her slit.

Henk hangs over Ingrid's back for a while when both come to by the click of the coffee machine. Embarrassingly, Henk pulls up his pants and hides his cock, which is drenched in cum. Ingrid pulls down her skirt and pours the coffee while her pussy is still on fire. Her thighs stick together from Henk's cum that soon dries up when they have both drunk their coffee quietly in the living room. Henk looks at the floor in surprise when Ingrid picks up the cups to pour another bowl. As she walks she feels her thighs painfully sticky from Henk's seed and she remembers why she never liked it when Henk had sprayed his seed deep inside her. Simply because most of it leaks out again and sticks to her thighs.