I came home early today from the spa. I heard a strange noise from my bedroom. At first I was scared, but then I saw my step son’s keys on the table and thought he is just jerking off to a pair of my panties. He has done that ever since I married his father. I love to watch him jack his big thick cock. So hot to watch a man be the master of his domain. I strip naked to go join him. Figure we could get off together. I sneak in the bedroom as to not interrupt him and ruin his orgasm. But, he was not jacking off; he was fucking. And not another woman. Not even a guy. I was in shock at what I saw. He was fucking the big blue teddy bear my hubby won for me at the State Fair a few years ago. The bear was underneath him, and he was humping away and moaning and groaning like he does with me! No way a teddy bear feels better than me. My cunt has to feel better than an old ratty furry teddy bear? My ego took a blow. I slipped out of the room undetected. He never heard my gasp.
So, I get on the Internet and I Google fucking teddy bears. Much to my mortification, this is a fetish that afflicts many, male and female. It is called Ursusagalmatophilia. This is the sexual attraction to teddy bears. Now I have heard of furries. But this fetish is not that folks want to have sex with a person dressed as a bear, they want to actually fuck a teddy bear. Wow. I like to think I am open minded. I take it up the ass. I fuck my stepsons. I swallow cum. I take black cock. I do gangbangs. But fucking Teddy Ruxpin is just creepy. But how do I handle this? Do I acknowledge that the guy I love to fuck the most has a strange fetish? Do I embrace it? Do I ignore it?
Well I decided to do what any horny housewife would do. I took some pics of me with teddy bears and texted him to come fuck me and my little furry friends. I mean, if I am being honest, I’d fuck Ted. Well when in Rome I guess. I figure why knock something you have never tried. I guess I WILL do anything for nice cock.