It’s Friday, the first Friday Robin has the house to herself since she can remember. Even her husband Matt left for a hike before her workout this morning. Bootcamp never felt so good. She’s sore in that way that makes her feel powerful, like the day was trying to come for her but she just reeled back and kicked it square in the chest. As the rest of the world gasps for breath Robin knows she owns everything around her.
She walks into her bathroom, turns on the shower and stretches in the full length mirror. She doesn’t normally like the style of the mirrors all over the bathroom but as she reaches up, she turns a little and catches her profile. Her legs still have the tingling burn of squats and her muscle fibers feel locked and hard. “Wow my legs look hot”, she catches herself saying out loud. Before she can take another breath, she sees the contrasting side profile of her ass and her tits, both squeezed by her workout clothes but looking bigger and firmer than she remembers. Her right hand comes up and brushes over the sports bra that can no longer hide her hardening nipples.
A flush starts at the top of her head and rushes through her body. For a second she puts a hand on the counter to steady herself. “I haven’t felt like that in a long time”, she thinks. She smiles and a subconscious noise of satisfaction escapes from her chest through her mouth. The steam from the shower rolls behind her head in small clouds. How long has she been looking at herself? Her heart is pounding. Her breathing, she notices is not heavy but deep and slow.
Robin shakes her head to snap out of it, “I’ve gotta take a shower”. She peels off her workout clothes attempting to think about the day ahead. The air in the room is still cool and her body tenses and tingles with the temperature change. As she takes a step towards the shower, she feels the silkiness of her inner thighs and realizes how wet she has become. Before getting under the water she leans against the shower wall, puts her left leg on the teak shower chair and moves her right hand down, between her thighs. The last time she was this wet, Matt was teasing her for a solid hour. As her hand moves along her pussy, her body goes into lubrication overdrive. Robin loves how slippery she feels. Stroking herself with 3 fingers, she pushes, harder, harder. Her labia, squeezed between her middle and other fingers, Robin can see her lips and see her wetness. She is looking down, mouth open, breathing heavy. She looks up and sees her husband, back from his hike standing at the sink in front of her.
Matt is stunned but has the presence of mind to not say anything stupid. He smiles and his eyes widen. Robin doesn’t flinch. Why does she feel this way? The quiet house, the empty schedule, the workout, something snapped in her today. Somehow this morning she saw herself, saw herself completely, her drive, her strength, her raw power as a mother, wife and woman. The world around her didn’t change but she kicked the air out of it. It’s just her now. So beautiful. So sexy. Robin feels on fire.
Matt doesn’t yet understand but sees the hunger in her eyes. Robin bites her lip. “Take off your clothes”, she says. Matt’s heart is pounding so hard he can feel it in the bottom of his throat. He strips before he can even take another breath. Matt’s thoroughly tan skin, a mid-life indulgence, is something Robin normally just smiles at. Now seeing his fully dark body and hardening cock sends waves of pleasure through her. She feels so dirty, so sexy, almost pornographic. A deep smile forms as she lets these feelings wash over her. Her eyes close for a second and the feeling of her pussy between her fingers comes back. Her hand is slick with her own lubricant, her clitoris swollen, pulsing, happy.
The waves of pleasure don’t stop. She doesn’t hear the water but notices the steam between her and her husband. His entire body seems alert, his nipples as hard as his tanned cock that is now sticking straight up. She stares at the swollen shaft and pulsating head. “Matt’s cock is so hard for me” she thinks. She has been teasing herself long enough. She knows she must have him. “Sit”, is all Robin says to him as she glances at the seat next to her foot. Matt obeys and slides into place next to Robin’s open legs. Their eyes lock again. “Do you see me?” Robin says as she brings her hand up slowly, rubbing the whole way up her belly. Matt looks down to see her wetness has made her belly slick. She puts her hand down again to spread her lips apart and show him how hot she is. Matt’s body shudders. “That’s right, all for you baby”, she says as she brings her hand up to his cheek to wipe herself on him. “Fuck, Robin! What happened to you?”, Matt says in shock.
“You did”, she says sitting with a forceful thrust on his dick. She lets out a moan-scream as waves of heat pulse through her. Her thighs clench Matt’s, she can’t move, she’s locked onto his dick, shivering, dripping. They hold each other, kissing hard, their bodies wet with their mouthes, her cum. Robin feels like she’s been having one long orgasm, slow and changing. It doesn’t stop. She’s like a glider that catches the slipstream and just sails the wind for hours. She closes her eyes, hears her breathing, feels the fullness of her husband. She is weightless and tingling.
Robin feels Matt’s strong hands forcefully grabbing her ass cheeks. He pulls her up, sliding her body up his own, his hard cock slowly coming out of her as more wetness rushes from her, enticing him back in. His hands let go of her ass and her body slips back in place, the head of his cock slamming into her g-spot. “Oh yes! Fuck! Again!” she screams. Even her ass is wet now as Matt grabs her repeatedly and Robin slow fucks his hard cock. “Oh baby, I can’t take it anymore”, Matt says. “Give me all that cum, I want it deep in me”, Robin says as she grinds down on him and the button of her g-spot swirls around his cock head. Matt explodes into her. The force of his cum shooting deep in her pussy sends her spinning off into a final orgasm. Their single body, locked and quivering as one with each pulse of his cumming cock.
She begins to hear the shower again and starts to realize what happened. She feels so good, so alive.
She chuckles at herself in unbelief. “I can’t believe I wiped my pussy on your face”.
“Ha!” he says and laughs. “That was my favorite part”.
“I know,” she replies smirking.
“Oh baby, oh Robin, I love you so much,” he says with satisfaction.
“I know,” she replies again, slipping off him to stand, stretch and smile. She can’t remember feeling better, so in charge and fully woman. This is going to be a great day.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k9bsf3/a_new_friday_mf_femdom