Not letting lunch get in the way of a great fuck … [FM]

I was having a back-and-forth with another redditor about our respective recent sexytimes … she asked me to write up for her what happened this weekend. Figured I might as well share it with the GWS crowd as well. If you like it, PM me and let me know. Seriously, I want to hear from you.

So, this happened Saturday afternoon, on what was a really busy day. Lots of kids basketball games, holiday shopping, etc. Also my wife and I had a dinner hanging over our heads for that evening that neither of us really wanted to attend, but there would no getting out of it. The day was largely a beating, to be honest. Hardly any holiday cheer.

Anyway, we’d been out for awhile doing stuff and got home at about 2:30 and had to feed the kids a late lunch. Figured I’d throw some frozen pizzas in the oven for them, and while the oven heated up my wife went upstairs to get ready for the rest of the day and the dinner party — shower, do her hair, etc.

So cut to about five minutes before the pizzas have to come out of the oven, I get a text from my wife asking me to come upstairs for a minute. Don’t think anything of it, probably just some lame request like can I get her a towel or something she’d left in the kitchen.

But no. I go into the bedroom and she is lying there, hardly covered by a sheet, with that look in her eye … the hungry look that says WE NEED TO FUCK. NOW.

Turns out that while “getting ready” she had taken a loooong bath, with the curtains closed and the candles lit, and clearly had let her mind wander to some very sexy places. So she was primed and ready.

But, uh, I had to deal with that pizza shit. Even though my cock had sprung immediately to life. So I went around to her side of the bed, and gave her a deep kiss, while she reached over and started to stroke my cock through my trousers. I started to kiss down to her breasts, and sucked on one and rolled her nipple between my lips as I caressed her other tit with my hand, tweaking and pinching that nipple as she arched her back … Then I whispered to her that I had to go take care of something and would take a few minutes, but I would be right back … so as I reached a hand down and began to stroke her pussy, and slid my middle finger deep inside her, I told her that she should do the same for a few minutes and wait for me.

I stood up and watched as she reached her hand down to her pussy and began to work her cunt. Our eyes were locked and they never left each other. I told her to continue to work that pussy, and I would be right back, but by no means should she cum.

So I raced downstairs and took the stuff out of the oven. The problem with these damn pizzas is you really need to let em cool before you cut them, so that would be 5-10 minutes more. So I let them on the cutting board and raced back up. (My kids were mindlessly lost in some computer games — no worries about them).

Inside the room, I stood at the foot of the bed and watched as she slipped the sheet off and spread her legs for me, presenting her pussy and inviting me. I crawled up the bed and began to kiss my way up on leg … nibbling, kissing, licking … up her calf … past her knee … up her thigh …

My mouth was just centimeters from her pussy, and I could feel the warmth it exuded on my face, just as she responded to the heat from my breath … and her hands reached down, grabbed my hair, she gently tried pulling me into her as she arched her back … my lips touched hers and it was electric, and I gave this deep, languorous kiss while my hands gripped her hips … a long, deep kiss that seemed to go on for who-knows-how-long.

My tongue started moving in circles, teasing her, exploring her folds … I nibbled on the lips of her pussy, tasting, licking, sucking … my tongue flitted all about, lightly, then a little more forcefully … then I gave her this big lick, from the bottom of her pussy all the way up, until the tip of my tongue began a dance with her clit.

It wasn’t long then, I knew, and as I slowly began to suck on her clit that sent her over the edge, with a thunderous orgasm that shook her to her core.

And here’s where it got great … normally when she cums that way, that shuts her down for a while, because it is so intense … but this was different.

It was no less intense — might have been more so — but I kept my face buried in her pussy, covered in her cum, holding still as waves of little aftershocks coursed through her. And after some time, a few minutes, I began again with the faintest dance of my tongue, the faintest movement of my lips … OH MY … did she respond … within moments she was bucking wildly and writhing and moaning and cumming again … and again … and again …

All told she came five times. This had NEVER happened before. On a handful of occasions she had cum twice that way, so this was crazy different.

She was literally speechless, spent, a mess … and I had to go.

I told her I had to run down and serve the kids lunch, but would be back. And when I got back a few minutes later she had not moved, and still had a dazed look on her face. Of course, I had a raging hard-on. I ordered her to turn over, and put her ass in the air. She did, slowly, and offered herself to me, as I plunged my cock in her cunt and relieved the tension that had built over the previous 40 minutes or so.

She was not the most active participant — she was pretty much done for at this point — but was just the willing receptacle of my fuck. Or so I thought. But as I gave it to her, hard but slow, I noticed that she was getting totally turned on, and began to meet my thrusts and moan. I pulled my cock nearly all the way out, just leaving the tip at her entrance, and held like that … she backed her ass up, needing my cock inside of her … and as I held her hips, and played a little with her ass with my thumb, we fucked in rhythm until we both exploded. She cried out in agony and pleasure as she came, as she felt me shooting waves of cum into her, before we collapsed in a heap of sweat and sex on the bed, panting and gasping and covered in fuck.

Needless to say, despite the earlier bath she needed a shower after that. And the kids’ pizza was pretty cold by the time I got back down to cut it for them. But hell, they were so hungry they didn’t care.

It was a helluva afternoon.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7kvnm9/not_letting_lunch_get_in_the_way_of_a_great_fuck