(NSFW)

If you told me a year ago that I'd be begging my wife to ladle a ball of live earthworms out of my gaping asshole, I'd have called you prescient.

The town knew our antics pretty well. For the most part, they left us alone. They were a pretty liberal crowd, and the ones who weren't were libertarian enough to let us do what we wanted. So, we did.

My wife and I are into exhibitionism. We also enjoy a bit of what some would call "fetishistic" or "weird." No big deal. After the floodwaters had dried up in our part of town, we went to work.

Since the roads were still blocked off, we knew we'd be pretty safe in the middle of the road. Our neighbors were in their yards cleaning up or sitting on their porches or just hanging out and socializing. The collective groan that coincided with the appearance of my nude wife and I only strengthened my already-turgid erection.

We moved directly to the largest pile of earthworms and put down a soft rug. The strap-on my wife was wearing flopped gently as she moved, its Black Power fist-shaped form proudly casting a majestic shadow across the yellow lines of the road.

We quickly got to work. My wife sucked a handful of worms while she ravaged my pouting asshole. The screaming noises that came out of my mouth were drowned out only by the series of sucking and plunging sounds as my wife oil-derricked my rectum.

Once I was sufficiently widened, my wife knelt down and drooled the wriggling annelids into my cavernous hole. They wriggled. My wife watched and pleasured herself. Once she'd climaxed, she took a large soup spoon out of her purse and scooped the earthworms out. She sucked them into her mouth and chewed for what seemed like hours. Once they were sufficiently pulped, she spit them back inside me.

I instructed her to lie down and I crouched over her face. She waited, goosebumps of anticipation forming on her porcelain skin. "I think," I whispered in a barely audible voice, "/u/iia is beginning to run out of ideas."