Sundays in my state are for lazing around, having a drink, and watching football. Today was no different. My wife and I started the day on the couch, watching the first football game of the day, and I fully expected to stay there, eating snacks and just having a good time.
Just before halftime of the afternoon games, my mind started to wander a bit. My wife was dressed in sweatpants and a tshirt, no makeup, but looking sexy as hell across the room. I had a blanket over me, which hid my growing erection as I thought of what I wanted to do to her. I touched myself softly, slowly, just for a bit. Finally it was halftime and I took my shot.
“Hey babe?” I said, getting her attention, “I know its random, but I’m super horny right now. Wanna help me out with it?”
She smiled and agreed, walking across the room to lean over me and kiss me deeply. Her lips parted as my tongue darted into her mouth. She slid to the floor as I laid back on the couch and she moved the blanket away, showing the pitched tent of my shorts. She took me out quickly and began stroking me. She’s a master at it, but when she leaned in and kissed the tip, it brought it to an entire other level.
She wrapped her warm mouth around me, bobbing her head in time with her hand. I reached out as she did, running my hand over her back and side. I was aching to touch her pussy or breasts. The angle wasn’t right, so I reached for her ass, gripping it tightly through her tight pants.
After a time, she sat up and went back to stroking me quickly. She grabbed my hand and brought it straight to her tit, where I could feel her hard nipple through the fabric. It drove me on as I moaned, reached under her shirt to touch her bare breast instead. She took the opportunity to slink the shirt off, exposing herself to me and my eager hands.
By this point, I was getting close due to her fast strokes. She leaned in and pressed the tip of my cock against her right breast, flicking it across her nipple as she stroked me quickly. I was getting close to cumming, but held back as best I could as I watched her tit bounce over me.
Finally I couldnt hold back anymore. I stood up, placing my hand behind her head to tilt her head up and looked deep into her eyes. She intictively pushed her breasts together with her arms as I stroked myself through my orgasm, cumming onto her neck and chest. A thick glob ran down, onto her right breast and ended just near her nipple. I fell back onto the couch, relaxing from the orgasm as she sat in front of me, glistening with my cum. It was picturesque.
And then I cleaned her up, kissed her deep once more, and watched her get dressed again as halftime ended.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d83f8c/my_wife_gives_me_a_hand_at_halftime
The hell with marching bands. Halftime shows like this would be far more interesting.