**Photos included to help…stimulate…your mind. They are of us, included here with her consent.**
Since Sam granted Aly and me permission to play without his being present, we’ve had no shortage of dates. Until March 2020, we were seeing each other three or four times every couple of weeks. Not solely for sex. We called them our “Day Dates” (*Daytes?*) and we got into a routine of visiting a nearby café to hang while we did work. Sometimes afterwards we’d head back to her place for some fun, which we often felt we deserved for getting off our asses and getting shit done.
It’d been a week since I saw Aly, when I woke up one morning in January. I was absolutely bouncing off the walls. I felt electric with anticipation. I arrived at their house to find that Sam had left the door unlocked for me as he’d left for work. I thought I’d find his wife still asleep, but she was awake, waiting. She was also naked beneath the covers. I climbed in and she worked me out of my shirt as we kissed each other for the first time in what seemed like several weeks. Then their dog woke up and started pacing either side of the bed. We took doggo outside and decided she’d better get dressed so we could head out. Be productive.
Back upstairs, I closed the door to the bedroom as she went to her closet, and said, “Maybe we lay down for just another minute.”
She didn’t argue. If she had, I would have picked her up and thrown her down. She climbed into bed and I followed. My blood was running hot as I had [this girl](https://i.redd.it/kdtbeb2ojzf51.jpg) beneath me, all to myself. When I kissed her this time, it wasn’t only with longing, having missed her. It was almost purely lust. I turned her head to one, burying half her face in the pillow, and bit her neck. This elicited a gasp from her, her hands fumbling against me, removing my clothes again. Her mouth found mine again and she was as eager, if not more. My hand found her thighs, eased them apart, and discovered how wet she was. Here I thought I’d been going crazy.
I [massaged](https://i.imgur.com/ghMfXEE.jpg) her clit while she took my cock in her mouth, moaning as best she could around me. Her soaked and quite easy to slide into, I added two more fingers into her quivering pussy, flexing them, working out her tightness. The length of my fingers pressed against her G-spot. She continued gasping, and then started grinding against me. She began sucking me off with greater vigor.
I pulled away (and out of her) briefly, moving around to press my dick against her. I teased her only a moment, then thrust into her. Her body jolted. We fucked, entangled in the sheets, me pounding away at her. She was extraordinarily tight still. Maybe hadn’t been fucked in a week (her and Sam were both sick over that weekend), and she was loving every minute of it. I know because I asked her.
“You fucking love this, don’t you? You wanted my cock so badly.”
“Yes, I did…” Spoken between moans. I pulled her to the edge of the bed where there was a narrow gap between the bed and the wall (important soon) and continued fucking her while bracing myself on the floor. She tilted her head up so she could see me sliding in and out of her. Then looked up at me and smiled. Her eyes rolled back.
I pulled out and knelt to lick her clit. I’d normally spend a lot more time giving attention to every part of her pussy, but now I only wanted to get her close to an orgasm. I attacked her clit with my tongue a few times, and then washed her with heavy swaths, back and forth, until she was quivering and about to cum.
It would have been a crime to pull away then. She screamed loudly and began to orgasm. I didn’t stop, even as she gripped my hair with her hands to still me. And sure enough, within a few seconds she was nearing climax again. Or it was the aftershocks rippling through her body. She cried out again as her legs trembled (the sure sign of her having orgasmed a second time). I pulled my mouth from her and stood again, driving my cock into her glistening pussy.
I was so hard at this point, having her cum twice on my mouth, that with one good thrust, I pushed deeper than usual. I pushed against her cervix; her eyes widened and her mouth formed an O as she gazed at me in surprise. I pushed again and this time her body shook.
With her legs in the air and my body against hers so that I could kiss her, I put my feet against the wall and used it for leverage. With that hard surface stabilizing me, I thrust into her again, just as deep, and kept pushing. Her moans alternated with adorable cries. I exploded into her.
I pulled out and took a photo to [send](https://i.imgur.com/c2Ul3IJ.jpg) to Sam. Then we redressed and headed over to our favorite shop for a coffee. Something to pump the life back into exhausted bodies.
u/Fun_in_Love and I had many solo encounters like this before the pandemic hit. They’re fewer now and not nearly enough. But we have them. And Sam and I fuck her together more often now. So we get by. Hope you are too.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iqyptf/how_a_hotwife_behaves_by_day_coffee_and_cream_mf
Great story, Any vids?