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Archive name: fant1.txt (MF, wife, bond)
Authors name: Old Barabus (oldbarabus@yahoo.com)
Story title : Fantasy Overload

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Fantasy Overload (MF, wife, bond)
by Old Barabus (oldbarabus@yahoo.com)

**

My dream came true. I finally found an exam table 
like the doctors used and had my wife spread her legs 
on it for her yearly exam, and she was all mine.

**

Last month while waiting my turn for my annual 
physical I noticed they were doing some remodeling. I 
asked the doctor when she came in about how the 
remodeling was going and she said good, except for 
some items they could not put in the dumpster. She 
had called a local salvage yard and they told her she 
would have to pay for them to send someone over to 
pick the stuff up and she would have to wait a couple 
of weeks. 

When I asked her what she was going to have hauled 
away, she showed me a room with odds and ends and 3 
exam tables. I asked her why she was disposing of the 
stuff as it all looked good, she said it was just 
showing too much wear and tear and she wanted to keep 
everything looking good. Then I asked her if she 
would have a problem with me hauling it in for her 
the next day as I was going to the salvage yard with 
some aluminum cans anyway. 

She thanked me and said she would give me what the 
salvage yard said they would charge her. I asked why 
not just take it off my bill for the exam today, 
which she was more than happy to do.

I have wanted one of those exam tables ever since my 
wife Samantha told me she had to put her legs in 
stirrup's at the bottom corners of it so the doctor 
could take a pap smear. The stirrup's, one on each 
side on the bottom corners held her legs just below 
the knees up in the air and spread generously but not 
painfully situating her bottom right at the edge 
allowing the doctor to sit right between her legs and 
have full access to her vagina.

The next morning before heading over to pick the 
stuff up I asked my neighbor Ted, if he had some 
spare time to help me load some things on the truck. 
He said he just had to cut his grass before his wife 
got home and all he had running was his old push 
mower. His riding mower was in the shop in need of 
repairs from his wife running over the decorative 
bricks surrounding their new flowerbed. 

I told him he could use my riding mower and get it 
done in no time after we were done. I stopped at the 
shop and grabbed a moving dolly, because the tables 
were really heavy when left assembled and I had no 
idea how they came apart. I made sure we left the one 
in the best condition for last, saving all the 
attachments from the other tables so I had plenty of 
extras.

We put the exam table in a storage bay I had rented 
for extra furniture and motorbikes I wanted to 
restore until I could figure out what I wanted to do 
with it. After all, I had listened well when my wife 
spoke of what would have been nice when she had to 
climb on one. Cold metal, not much padding, the pad 
pillow was to high up the table when she assumed the 
position. The only problem was Ted was very curious, 
and was beginning to get some ideas of his own. 

That night I tossed and turned for hours, the fantasy 
was back, the one that had taken months to get out of 
my head. Where I would walk into the exam room where 
my wife was waiting for her exam. Spread wide and 
exposed, dreading the cold metal spoons. At least 
that is what she called them. The doctor inserts this 
spoon shaped tool and squeezes the handles and it 
would hold her open while he checked the coloring and 
took a specimen. Only what I had in mind was warm and 
soothing. 

My hands would be free to play with her breasts and 
tickle her sides. I was able to play with her 
clitoris, tickle her inner thighs, while making love 
to her, and take my time as her legs were resting 
comfortably in the stirrups.

The next Saturday I left for the rent-a-bay  before 
the sun was up to start making repairs to the table. 
I was just about ready to break for lunch when Ted 
walked in asking if I could use some help. I was 
stunned he was there, because we never seemed to be 
interested in the same things. All I could say then 
was that I was going to lunch and if he wanted to 
talk about it, he could come along. While we were 
eating Ted asked me what my plans were for the table, 
and no matter how hard I tried to feed him a line, he 
would not buy it. 

I finally told him I wanted it for something 
personnel, and it was not open for discussion. Then 
Ted hit me with an offer I was not ready for, he 
would pay 75% of the renovation cost as long as he 
could have a say about some of the modifications and 
have use of the exam table on occasion, maybe twice a 
month. I told Ted to give me a little time to think 
about it. He paid for lunch and said he would be 
waiting for my answer. 

Over the next week I completed refinishing it and was 
now ready for the finishing touches. I had been 
checking on the materials I wanted and the total 
cost. This was going to take longer than I thought, 
as Samantha watched our finances very close. I was 
only sleeping a couple of hours a night because all I 
could think about was my fantasy's surrounding this 
table. Walking around half the day with my pants 
tented was getting on my nerves and a little 
embarrassing to. 

The next Saturday I stopped by Ted's and told him to 
put his money where his mouth was, and he had to let 
me know 5 days in advance when he wanted to use the 
table so any plans I made would not get ruined. Ted 
agreed and off we went to the rent-a-bay. He said he 
had been in touch with a furrier and had already made 
a deal to have him make some pads, pillows, and 
mittens made from mink. 

He said with all the animal rights nuts, fur was 
cheap and he could get the best for next to nothing. 
The furrier could take coats apart and sew them into 
anything we wanted. I had considered rabbit fur 
mittens to stimulate the wife with during foreplay 
but never got around to having them made. I told him 
I wanted to see how fur went over with my wife first 
and asked how much and if I could get a pair of the 
mittens to try out that weekend. Ted must have 
anticipated my asking because he walked over to his 
car and handed me a pair.

Later that night I used the mittens to rub Samantha's 
backside and inner thighs asking her what she thought 
about them. Her answer was to take one of them off 
and rest my bare hand between her legs. I had no 
doubt about what she thought as she had soaked the 
bed underneath her. 

When I climbed between her legs, it seemed I was 
being lead by my ragging hard on. All I could think 
about was getting her on the table and sticking it 
into her. It was raw sex, I needed sexual release, 
and this fantasy was eating me live. With all the 
groping, rubbing, and cock teasing I had been doing 
to Samantha she was moving right along with me. 

After obtaining our mutual release, she asked me what 
I had been thinking about. Samantha said that she 
could tell I was thinking about sex as I was running 
around half the time with a woody. I told her it was 
something special and she needed to wait to find out. 
Just before drifting off she asked me where I had 
gotten the mittens and how much money I had spent. 

While I lay there thinking up an answer she fell 
asleep. I preferred not to lie to her so I was safe 
for the time being, maybe. Samantha was beginning to 
seriously wonder what it was that had me thinking 
about sex all the time, because every time I was near 
her I was copping a feel. Walking up behind her while 
she was working at the kitchen counter and hugging 
her while rubbing myself against her backside. 
Grabbing her by the hips as she was bent over picking 
things up around the house. I was even setting her 
nightie next to the tub for her instead of her 
housecoat.

When I caught up with Ted the next day and told him 
that the fur was a go, he just smiled and nodded his 
head ok. We took all the measurements needed for the 
furrier and Ted left to call them in. We had decided 
to use it on the stirrups as well with some added 
straps that could be used to gently hold the legs in 
place; straps for the top of the table to hold the 
hands above the head and others to hold the hands to 
the sides as well. 

I thought this a little bold but I had agreed to let 
him have his say, so they were added. We also decided 
to change the locks on the drawers, 3 for him and 3 
for me so we could store our own stuff separately. I 
liked my privacy and he said he could take it or 
leave it. With everything coming together we decided 
to rent another bay next to mine and move the table 
over to it. 

We soundproofed the walls and ceiling and put padded 
carpet down as concrete can be cold anytime of year. 
Ted added a couch, love seat, coffee table, TV and 
VCR. Last but not least a small refrigerator for beer 
and wine. I had told Ted I wanted some antique 
reading lamps that could be set behind a chair. 

It took a while but we finally found some at a flea 
market outside of town. Cleaned up and refinished 
they would work great. We replaced the bulb socket 
with a three-way socket so it could be set low when 
needed. I added a tape deck and speakers to the head 
of the table so I could play some tapes I had made 
about our fantasies. With Ted and I spending all our 
free time working to complete this, our wives were 
getting upset with us for not spending more time with 
them. 

We later found out that Ted's wife Liz was talking to 
Samantha about what we might be up to. Liz had found 
some receipts for several fur coats and was upset 
until she called the furrier and found out that they 
were converted over into other things. When Liz told 
Samantha about the fur she started thinking about the 
other night when I had used the mittens on her.

Liz told Samantha how she had a thing for fur while 
making love with her husband Ted. Which had them both 
wondering what was going on. Samantha started looking 
around our house for clues in the form of receipts. 
Samantha also checked my shop and finally the rent-a-
bay we used. We lucked out having moved the table 
next door, so they were at a dead end at least for 
now. After a week of waiting, Ted got the call the 
furrier was done making all the changes. 

All we had to do now was go over and try them on the 
table and make sure everything fit okay. He had 
treated the fur with something so not much would 
stick to or stain it, and recommended that we bring 
it in after each use for cleaning. Something neither 
of us had considered was how to keep the pillow in 
place as it would need to be all the way up at the 
top sometimes and half way down the table at other 
times. The furrier had installed small strips with 
Velcro at each end of the pillow so we could lock the 
pillow anywhere we had the strips on the sides of the 
table. 

Ted had four sets of everything made up, two for each 
of us. After installing my set on the table and 
finding all the fits to be perfect, Ted put his stuff 
away in his drawers. He said he would like to stop in 
that weekend to put some other things he was going to 
need in his remaining drawers, so he would have 
whatever he needed when he and Liz were there. 

I told him that would be fine because I was planning 
something sooner. 

He laughed and said I had it bad, the strain was 
showing too much during the last week. I would have 2 
days to get the things together that I felt I would 
need for my drawers and I would have to get busy. I 
had just enough money left over from selling some 
extra motorbike parts I no longer needed and my old 
set of golf clubs to get what I wanted. Now all I 
needed was some extra time to get out and get them.

That night while lying in bed with my wife, she asked 
me the same question as before. What was I thinking 
about that had me horny all the time. I figured oh 
well might as well spill it since it would be 
happening soon. I asked her if she remembered my 
fantasy about making love to her on an exam table. 

Samantha said that she did, but hadn't thought about 
it lately. I slipped the mittens on and started 
rubbing her back while she lay teasingly on top of 
me. Slowly sliding my penis between her legs but not 
letting me get inside her. She was really getting 
aroused and I was having a hard time holding on with 
the bump and grind she was doing on me. 

I thought what was good for the gander was good for 
the goose. I asked her how she would feel, if she had 
her legs in the stirrups and I was between her legs, 
rubbing her belly and breasts light as a feather with 
the mittens, while slowing sliding my penis along her 
opening just like she was doing now. I told her I 
wanted to eat her while I rubbed her inner thighs 
with the mittens. 

She just kept speeding up and finally slipped me 
right inside her, within moments both of us cumin 
together longer and harder than we had in a long 
time. She must have cum several times by then because 
I was soaked and so were the sheets. I was thinking 
towels, several towels would be needed at the table 
and added them to the list of purchases for tomorrow.

I stopped in at a new adult store that bragged about 
having the newest toys on the market. To say the 
least, I was surprised at was available now. With all 
the new developments in technology, the toys had 
changed a lot since I went shopping last. Cyber skin, 
ultra skin, soft touch, with or without floating 
balls in the sack. I felt like a little kid in a toy 
store. It took me well over an hour to decide what I 
wanted with all these new choices to pick from. 

I wanted diversity so that we could follow more than 
one fantasy as we had a few. I ended up buying 2 of 
each of the Cyber skin, Ultra skin, and soft touch in 
6" and 8" lengths. An Accommodator, which was a 
phallus that you place on your chin and is held in 
place with straps that went around your head and neck, 
a fleece lined blindfold and plenty of ID personnel 
lube and toy cleaner. I stopped off at a department 
store and picked up 6 ultra soft cotton hand towels 
on the way over to the rent-a-bay. 

After cleaning all the toys and putting them in their 
drawers I was all set for that night. Now I just had 
to find out if Samantha had made any previous plans 
for tonight and tomorrow. Ted would be there Saturday 
and or Sunday. 

Samantha was waiting at the door when I arrived back 
at the house and dinner was sitting on the table . 
Something was up here that I didn't know about. Had 
Ted said something to Liz and she to Samantha or was 
it just a coincidence. 

I figured to sit back and see what would develop 
during dinner. She gave me a hug and a kiss before I 
went to get cleaned up for dinner telling me to hurry 
so dinner didn't get cold. I didn't know how well Liz 
and Samantha knew each other. 

Samantha never said much about Liz except to say they 
had been talking about what we were up to and she 
knew about the fur and Ted's involvement with it. 

During dinner she seemed to be anxious like she knew 
something was going to happen tonight. I fain 
innocence all through dinner, all the while seeing 
her getting nervous and somewhat excited. After 
dinner I carried the dirty dishes into the kitchen 
for her to rinse off before loading the dishwasher. 

She was standing there at the sink when I brought the 
last of the dishes in from the dinning room. I set 
the stuff down on the counter and walked up and gave 
her a hug while rubbing my hard on against her 
backside.

I whispered in Samantha's ear that she was looking 
really hot tonight and she needed to be hosed down 
bad, her answer was to reach back and hold my hips 
while pushing herself back at me and moaning. I asked 
her if she was in the mood for something different, 
and away from the house tonight. Something we had 
talked about but had never followed through with. 
Samantha said she wanted to know more as we had 
talked about allot of things and some, she had no 
intention of following through with. I told her it 
was just us, eliminating the ones I knew she would be 
nervous about. She said that would be fine as long as 
it was just us. Her breathing had really quickened 
and I could smell, and feel, her sex becoming heated 
and wet during this verbal exchange. This was going 
to be a night to remember. 

I told her she would have to be blind folded as we 
got in the car to leave the house and she started to 
get nervous again. I explained it was just to keep 
the location a secret and she could take it off when 
we got inside. Samantha thought about it for a minute
and reluctantly agreed. 

After I put the blindfold on her I drove a around 
about way there so she would not be sure just what 
rent-a-bay we arrived at. Not that she would be able 
to recognize it after all the modifications Ted and I 
had made, but only to be on the safe side. 

As I pulled in front of the bay, I told Samantha we 
had arrived and asked her to open her door and get 
out as I wanted to slide across to her side and make 
sure she did not peek. She gave me one of those looks 
that husbands get when they say something really 
stupid. But she got out anyway and waited for me to 
join her. I gave her a hug and asked her to bear with 
me for just a few minutes because I felt it would be 
worth it. 

Unlocking and opening the door I helped her inside, 
turning on the lights as I locked and closed the 
door. As I removed her blindfold, I suddenly noticed 
somebody had put 5, large red potted tree roses 
around the room. All heavy, with large fragrant 
blossoms, though unexpected, a nice romantic touch. 

I should have thought what else had been added but 
was to interested in what Samantha's reaction would 
be. Samantha just kept looking at everything and 
looking at me. I took her hand, giving her a light 
kiss and asked her what she thought. Still holding my 
hand, she led me over to the exam table. I looked in 
her eyes to get some idea at her response to seeing 
the table. They were large and glassy, her hand was 
trembling lightly, and she was breathing a little 
hard to. All good signs, so I kissed her lightly and 
asked her if she would mind disrobing and climbing on 
the table for her exam. 

She just smiled and looked back in my eyes as she 
took my hands and put them on her waist, saying she 
might need some help with the disrobing as her hands 
were shaky. I told her that was not an unreasonable 
request, as I slid my hands up under her blouse and 
unhooking her bra, lifting it up off her full 
breasts. 

We continued to kiss passionately as I unsnapped her 
jeans, sliding my hands along her hips pushing both 
her panties and jeans just down off her hips, giving 
me access to her luscious backside, which I kneaded 
lightly. She pulled back and gave me a look saying 
this is not disrobing. I told her all in good time as 
I wanted to savor everything we did. 

Samantha said that while going slow was fine 
sometimes, now was not one of them. She wanted to see 
what kind of exam I had in mind. So I started kissing 
her lips and neck, and pulled her hips against mine 
and slowly moved her over to the foot of the table as 
I took her top and bra off throwing them on the 
chair. Her pants being just down off her hips allowed 
me to get away with doing it slowly. When she bumped 
the table she slid her backside up on the table 
letting out a sigh. 

I asked her what she thought of the cover and all she 
could do was grind her backside against the fur 
letting out small sighs. I stepped back and removed 
her shoes setting them next to her top and bra on the 
floor. As I stood up again, I asked her how she felt 
as I slid my hands down her hips taking her panties 
and pants off and setting them with the rest of her 
clothes. 

I knew from the odors lifting from between her legs , 
but I wanted her to say it. She asked me to kiss and 
hold her as she was more excited than she could 
remember and her insides were trembling as well as 
her hands. Samantha pulled me in close, kissing me 
hard while she wrapped her legs around my waist 
pulling me in between her open thighs. 

My penis was hard as a rock and could feel the heat 
through my pants. I asked her to lie back on the 
table so I could adjust the pillow for her head. The 
table placed her at just the right height for my 
groin area, she could also reach me without having to 
bend uncomfortably while I was along side her. After 
I unlocked the drawers and starting pulling out the 
stirrups, I looked at Samantha, eyes were like 
saucers. 

Keeping my eyes on her as I set the stirrups in 
place, she lifted her legs up and placed then in the 
stirrups, sliding her backside down and slightly over 
the bottom of the table. I asked her if she was 
comfortable with the way they were set. 

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and let it 
out saying she needed me between her legs and I was 
taking to long getting there. I slipped my mittens 
on, sat down on my exam stool and slid right between 
her legs where I had dreamed of being for the last 4 
weeks. As I leaned forward lightly running my hands 
from her knees up to her breasts and back again, I 
inhaled the aroma lifting from her sex. 

Samantha's juices were running out of her so fast 
that I could see drops falling from her backside to 
the floor. As my lips made contact between her 
thighs, I moved my hands up and down the back of her 
thighs slowly and lightly. I started teasing her, 
licking a trail from one side of her inner thigh 
around to the other moving up just enough to miss 
licking her clitoris. She stared lifting her hips as 
I would include clitoris and I lifted my head to keep 
it oh so close. 

After the 6th trip around she said she would wrap her 
legs around my head putting it where she wanted it if 
I find it real soon. I grabbed the 6" Cyber skin 
penis out of the drawer, lubed it and slid it inside 
her. I placed my chin at the base of the thing and 
pushed it in until my tongue made contact with her 
clit, my chin holding the cyber skin inside her. By 
opening my jaw it would let her push the phallus out 
part way and when I licked upwards my chin would push 
it back inside her. 

The Accommodator would work better but she wanted it 
now. We had found that Samantha could last longer 
with a helper (phallus) inside her as I ate her out. 
Tonight it might help, but not by much I think, as 
she is hotter than I have ever seen her in the 18 
years we have been married. Samantha tells me that 
everywhere I touch seems to be connected to her 
pussy, amplifying what she feels there. 

I could tell her clitoris was getting too sensitive 
fast as she started squeezing my head between her 
thighs where I had to stretch my tongue out to reach 
her clitoris. So I started slowing down, pushing my 
tongue flat against her as I moved, at the same time 
taking my shirt off. 

When she said it was too much a slid up closer to 
her, removing the 6" cyber and replacing it with the 
warmer 8" cyber skin from the drawer. I slid my 
shoulders down between her thighs, at the same time 
putting my hands around her ample breasts and pulling 
her down the table enough to lightly push the cyber 
skin back inside her. 

As I pulled back away from her it would slid out 
against my chest with the pressure she was bearing 
down with and I would pull her back to me as I moved 
back against her jamming it back in. She said it felt 
like the real thing when we did it this way because 
of the skin to skin contact, and I liked it because I 
could pinch and roll her nipples while doing it, 
which really added to her pleasure. 

I knew she would soon want me inside her so I used 
one hand to unbuckle my pants lifting my butt up 
enough to slide my pants down. I wanted to use a 
prophylactic so if wanted to, I eat her out more 
later and I could not get myself to go down on her 
after filling her with my seed. Samantha said it was 
time as the phallus felt cold now and she wanted 
heat. So I pulled it out and slid mine home.

She could always tell when I had a rubber on and 
asked me why, I said if she wanted me to go down on 
her anymore tonight I was wearing one. If not I would 
take it off. She looked at me and smiled as she said 
leave it. As I entered her with one swift hard 
thrust, I started slowly pulling everything but the 
head out and pounding it back home, picking up the 
pace going faster each time. She started moaning and 
arching her back after 2 minutes.

She was almost there and I was right behind her, 
maybe. I had to concentrate hard or I was a goner and 
would reach it before she did. Almost there, I 
started shortening my stroke and if possible quicker, 
like a rabbit. Just as I was about to cum, Samantha's 
stomach and legs started quivering. She whispered 
that she was seeing spots and her eyes were closed, 
scared me to the point of almost losing my woody. 

I asked her if she wanted me to stop, and she told me 
no, Seconds later I could feel her vaginal muscles 
tighten around my penis and I heard what sounded like 
a plunger in water, that suction sound each time I 
pulled part way out and rammed back in. Her moans 
started getting longer as she said she almost couldn't 
take it any more. Her words were like growls when she 
talked now. She said she was coming so fast she felt 
like she had been cumming for the last 5 minutes, and
that was it for me. 

It felt like I was shooting my load from my toes to 
the top of my head, it was so intense. It seemed like 
we both blacked out for about 2 to 3 minutes. When I 
came to my senses, my head was resting on her breast. 
This was really scary for us both.

Samantha seemed to come awake as I pulled out of her 
and stood up. I asked her if she was ok and if she 
hurt anywhere when I fell on her. Samantha said she 
seemed to feel ok, just tingly all over. When my 
breathing and heartbeat returned to normal I asked 
her if she would like to come back the next night and 
do things a little differently. 

I think she nodded off there because she asked me 
what I had said. I told her that I thought I had, had 
enough for one night and wanted to know if we could 
continue the next day. Samantha said that was fine 
with her. She said she felt drained and it felt like 
she had pulled some muscles. Which, looking back 
would be no surprise with the way she was twisting 
herself around there at the end. 

I helped her clean herself up and get dressed, 
telling her to go ahead and lay down on the couch 
while I cleaned everything else up. I changed all the 
covers and cleaned the toys up, putting them away. I 
bagged all the used covers up to go to the cleaners 
and put them in the trunk of the car to be dropped 
off on the way home. 

I checked to make sure everything was picked up and 
went to wake Samantha up, putting her blindfold on 
and telling her it was time to leave. After driving 
several blocks away I took the blindfold off Samantha 
and asked her what she thought about the table. She 
asked for more time because her head was still fuzzy 
and she wanted to sort out her feelings. 

When we arrived home she decided to soak in the tub 
for a while and then go to bed. I told her I was 
going to shower downstairs and would be up to check 
on her when I got done. I had never felt anything as 
intense and wanted some time to think too. I had some 
questions for Samantha about the toys and how they 
felt, was the table warm enough. Did she want 
something added, changed. Too many questions and not 
enough answers. 

When I made it to our upstairs bathroom she was 
nodding off again. I helped her out of the tub and 
dried her off, and helped her into bed. Sometime in 
the early morning hours she woke me up by going down 
on me. It felt like we were back at the rent-a-bay 
and I was dreaming, but she had not gone down on me 
and I was fully awake then looking to see what was 
going on. Samantha said she wanted to do something 
special for me after what I had done for her. She did 
not really like to give oral sex so it really meant 
something to me. 

When I started to reach for her she told me to hold 
off till later that night when we went back for round 
2. Samantha told me that last night, when she felt me 
cum inside her, it made her orgasm that much stronger 
some how. She said she felt like she was melting 
somehow. That most times when she had an orgasm it 
felt centered in her groin and stomach area. But that 
as they kept building and getting closer together, it 
felt like one long drawn out orgasm, she felt it all 
over her body. 

I said that I had some questions for her about 
everything and wanted to talk to her after breakfast, 
she said ok and cuddled up to me as I dosed off. 

TO BE CONTINUED...

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