With all the COVID-19 shit going around and bad news after bad news flooding our feed, I finally have something positive to report on. It starts off with my wife Chelsea and I had been having our fair share of marital problems and unfortunately, we ended up separated this past Christmas season. But, through intense marital counseling and therapy sessions and making a long story short, we officially got back together earlier this March. Because of the nature of our marital problems, it has been a difficult road rekindling our communication, our love and just as importantly, our romance. About the only thing we’ve been able to mostly rekindle was our sex life, which is for more or less what you’re all here for.
We’ve had lots of time together these past weeks and the quickies, have been… good. So-to-speak, but we just haven’t had the opportunity for the good ole fashion make-up romance sex we’d been craving. Finding the time without a babysitter longer feasible is proving to be difficult.
But last night was finally the opportunity we’d been waiting for and we wasted no time in getting rinsed off and Chelsea stripped of her clothing and what remained of her modesty. My wife was on her knees on the shower floor grabbing my buttcheeks with both hands as she swallowed my cock whole. Gone was any awkwardness and restraint as this was about us. I got to mouth-fuck my wife as the hot water streamed down my back. She didn’t care about getting her hair wet, about washing it, nothing. Chelsea was on a mission and it was amazing to see a spark of my old fling back.
We kissed and made out in the shower for close to twenty minutes until the water started to get cold. Continuing the evening on the bed, I got to eat out my wife briefly (she rarely accepts but last night was a moment she agreed with gusto) and it was heavenly. Making love in multiple positions with the intent of bonding and getting close. This wasn’t about sex, this was about rekindling our lost love and the connection was real. Breathing together, feeling each other up and down, holding each other in our arms we made passionate love until we both came.
It’s here where the Gonewild part of the story takes off because it was the perfect set of circumstances. We were both still in the mood and enough recovery time had passed. Our guards were down and making up for lost time was goal. If you’re familiar with our older stories, it will come as no surprise that my wife is a fan of roleplay, kinky acts and anal sex. My wife submissively bent over the edge of the bed like she has done so many times in the past, spread her ass and waited for me to lube her up. “Fuck my ass like old times” she pleaded. This single act alone told me volumes about her mood and what she was willing to do with me. While biting her lower lip, she accepted my length with a moaning gasp as my cock slid easily up her backside.
Chelsea groaned in pleasure, grabbing the sheets with her fists as I pumped my cock into her ass. My wife was back. A part of the woman I married whom I loved and fell in loved with was back and she was present before me. For some of you, the sheer act of sex is enough to get you off. But for me, it’s my wife wanting to have sex with me. Needing it in a way that only a wife can need her husband. She was creaming herself through grinding teeth as my cock rammed her ever loosening butthole.
My rod rammed her backside again and again until she seized into a convulsive arch and let out a controlled but quiet orgasm. I let out my orgasm moments later and I collapsed into a heap along side the love of my life. She continued to lie in the same position, bent over the side of the bed, naked and breathing heavy. Coming down off her orgasmic rush.
It took her 10 or so minutes before she moved back onto the bed and even then, she was loaf. It was a good night and one we hope to repeat soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/frezf6/quarantine_reaming_rekindling_the_romance_mf
Glad that this helped you out, man. I hope you guys continue and you stay healthy, safe and together.