“How are you feeling?” She must have asked him that at least five times since he awoke from his surgery but she felt she couldn’t ask enough. Although it was fairly straight-forward gallbladder removal surgery, she still worried about his recovery and put 110% of herself into taking care of him. They had been married several years and had a wonderful, rich, and fulfilling marriage. He was a reputable and well-to-do contractor and she was a kindergarten teacher. They both loved their jobs and though they had no children, had a very busy life together. They traveled to beaches where she showed off her hourglass figure in skimpy bikinis while he drank Mai Tai’s under a large straw hat, they snowboarded together in the Alps then warmed one another up in the evenings on a fur rug in front a fire—just like the perfect marriage in a movie. They were made for each other. Immensely attracted to one another mentally, spiritually, emotionally and physically.
“I’m okay, don’t worry about me, I’m fine,” he said, smiling and swinging his long legs off of the side of the hospital bed. He was extremely fit and tall, about 6’3”, with olive colored skin. His once all black hair was now beginning to be peppered with gray, the only indication that he was a forty-seven year old man. His eyes were a deep emerald green and his face was always covered in a light stubble. “I’ll feel a lot better once I am recovering in my own bed,” he said, grabbing a pair of faded blue jeans out of his overnight bag and slipping them on under his hospital gown. “Untie me, will you?” He said, turning his back to his wife.
She was a beautiful woman, also tall, standing at 5’9”. She was very curvy, with a bursting bust, a trim waist and a thick, round, perfectly ample ass. She had long amber colored hair and fair skin, lightly sprinkled with freckles here and there. Her dark eyes were large and almond shaped and needed no make up to stand out. She was a natural beauty. His goddess.
She pulled the ties loose and his hospital gown dropped to the floor, exposing his tan, chiseled chest. Even after all these years of marriage, when she saw her husband without clothes she always became aroused. He grabbed a flannel shirt from his bag and put it on, buttoning it up slowly as he was still sore.
“I can’t wait to take care of you at home,” she smiled. It was true. She loved to take care of him and to serve him when he would allow it. “I’ve got your prescriptions picked up, your favorite movie ready to go and the pillows are set up just the way you like them,” she rubbed the small of his back as they walked through the hospital corridors and checked out.
He sat in the car and a whiff of his aroma hit her. Teakwood, mahogany and ivory soap. She hadn’t smelled his “smell” in a week and when she finally did, she grew excited. “I can’t wait to get you home,” she smiled coyly at him as she backed out of the parking lot and drove them home.
Once they were home she helped him slip into his loose cotton pajama pants and helped him ease into the middle of their king bed. “All this movement is making me a little sore,” he grimaced a little and propped the pillows up behind himself. “Ah,” she said, walking over to the night table and swooping up an amber pill bottle. “That’s what these are for!” She handed him two of the prescribed pain pills and a glass of cool tap water. “This should help with the pain.” He swallowed them down the patted on the bed next to him. “Come give me a kiss. I missed your face so much.”
She cozied up next to him and they watched some of his favorite movie buy after about thirty minutes or so, he began to get tired. “I love you baby. Thanks for taking such good care of me,” he held her face as he kissed her deeply. “There was something beeping off and on in my room all night, every night I was in the hospital,” he said, “and I think I’d feel like a new man if I could just get one really good night of sleep under my belt.” She picked up anther amber bottle from the bedside table. “That’s why I filled these, too,” she said, digging one blue pill out of the bottle. “Bottoms up and lights out,” she said, taking the glass from him and dimming the lights.
After taking off all over her clothes, she slipped under the silk sheets of their bed and pressed her naked body against her husbands. She grew warm between her legs as his chest rose and fell next to her. Just his presence after a week away was making her extremely horny. Since he had gone straight to bed after he got home, she didn’t even get a chance to see her sexy husbands best feature—his thick, strong, gorgeous cock.
He wouldn’t mind if I just snuck a peek, would he? She thought to herself as her nipples grew hard. Slowly and quietly she slid her hand across his stomach and under his pajama pants. He wasn’t wearing anything under them. She soft handle grazed his dick a few times before reaching down to his balls, where she caressed them slowly. She closed her eyes as she massaged her husbands balls and just as she was going to stop, she felt his sleeping member awaken. She looked up at his face—eyes still closed and still out to the world. But his dick, on the other hand, was now wide awake.
She wasn’t sure what to do. He was recovering from a surgery after all and waking him up to fuck didn’t seem like a reasonable thing that a loving wife would do. No, she told herself, all he wanted was a good night of sleep. She rolled over onto her back and thought about how she could let her man sleep while also satisfying her now intense and still growing urge to fuck his beautiful, hard, massive cock and get her own long-awaited orgasm too. She sat up and pinched his cheeks a few times. He was out. She pulled back the sheet and lifted his waistband. Still hard as ever. Her gap was now throbbing and yearning for his sexy body and she knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep until she got off. Masturbating next to him would be OK, but using him to masturbate… well that would be a lot better.
She pulled the covers completely off the bed, climbed on him and straddled his crotch. Using her hand to guide him in, she sat on his rock-hard member and slowly began to sway her hips. Her thick ass jiggled slightly with every sway and her huge titties began to gain momentum as she did. She slipped two fingers into her mouth and began to massage her throbbing clit as she rode her sleeping husband. She rode him faster and faster, getting more turned on every time she looked at him and saw he was still asleep. She felt like a very naughty wife taking advantage of her husband while he was unconscious but she truly felt that she needed him inside of her more than ever. She pulled her big ass apart and slipped his cock out of her pussy and into her asshole. It was so tight and had been a week since he had filled her up—the feeling of him now was overwhelming. She felt her pussy juices leak out onto him as she made him fuck her ass. Even asleep, she could feel his massive member throbbing inside her tight asshole and the bigger his dick got inside of her, the closer she came to orgasm. Up and down, up and down, she rode his unyielding erection and fingered his clit as hard as she could. She could feel herself come close to climax so she slipped his rigid dick out of her and, got on her knees between his thighs, and began sucking his vast cock while finger fucking herself with four fingers. God I love my husbands dick.. I want his dick to fill me up all the time.. Nothing makes me wetter than having my husbands colossal erection inside me somewhere. The dirtier her thoughts became, the closer she came to coming. She jammed his pulsing member down her throat so her mouth was pressed tightly against his body and she let out a long, loud moan on his dick while she came on her own hand. Oh fuck she moaned and she slid her soaking wet hand out of her dripping wet box. And just as she was about to pull off his dick, it contracted quickly in her mouth and she felt a huge load of hot cum slide directly down her throat. She kept her mouth on him for a full minute until he was done unloading a week’s worth of nut into her throat and then she pulled off. She wiped her full lips and crawled up next to him to see he was still sound asleep.
She slept soundly knowing that they both got what they wanted—he got a good night of sleep and she got to both fuck her husband and have a new, dirty little secret all to herself.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/8jv0bz/she_takes_advantage_mf_unconscious
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