It had been some while since my wife and I had made love. She had given birth to our son, who has been awesome, but left her not quite in the mood, understandably.
My wife, Nina, early thirties, a 5’1″, 140 lbs, petite, with dark brown hair down to her shoulders and brown eyes. Myself, 5’8″, 160 lbs, definitely going the way of the dad bod, with black hair and brown eyes, in my mid thirties.
My wife, being the awesome wife she is, would help me release my pent up energy with handjobs and blowjobs but nothing beats the intimacy of love making. We had waited the recommended six weeks before reengaging but it was a long six weeks.
That night, she came to bed in a red babydoll. We both had planned for this to be the night that we would test the waters and see. She was worried about her body not being as it was and it wasn’t. Her breasts grew two cup sizes, now a 34DD, were barely contained in her babydoll. Despite her changed body, it’s her I feel in love with. As she crawled into bed, I pulled her into my embrace and our lips met each other in a slow dance that built in a feverish desire. My hand clasped the back of her head keeping our lips locked into their exploratory task of one another. My lips wandered down her neck, tasting her soft skin as she moaned into my ear.
“I’ve missed you,” I told her.
My hand traced down her arching back, gently cupping her luxurious ass. My fingertips examining her thighs and legs. Her hand found my hard cock and began stroking the shaft and playing with my cockhead. I lowered my head tracing kisses from her neckline to her collarbone. Down her covered breasts, pulling down a strap to expose one to my eager mouth. Her grip tightened on the back of my head as I sheepishly took a nipple into my mouth and quietly licked and sucked her wonderful tit. My hand probing around her aching pussy, brushing closer and closer to her slit but never making contact. My mouth continued its journey further down past her stomach and scar to her pussy lips.
I moved past her pussy and kissing her thighs. She let out a frustrated moan as I teased her with my pecks. She wanted my tongue on her but I wanted to traverse her sexy body.
“Please…” she breathed.
Her begging for me has always turned me on. I compiled with her request. My fingers pushed her lips apart as my tongue found the taste I had been missing so much. Licking where her thighs met her pussy working my tongue inward more as she moaned and writhed. As I found her clit, she let out a lustful, “yes….” as my lick was slow and deliberate moving up her slit stopping at her cute button. One of her hands on my head alternating between caressing and gripping me, the other fondling her bare tit. With one hand, I spread her lips apart, darting my tongue and licking to her tempo. My other hand offered to her mouth as she takes my index and middle finger into her mouth vigorously sucking and tonguing them, moaning as I slide them in and out of her mouth.
“I need your cock,” she purred as she came down from her orgasm. “I’ve missed it so much.”
She sat at the edge of the bed as I stood next to her. Her mouth started slowly over the head, enveloping the head and taking me in slowly. She worked more and more of my cock into her mouth until all seven inches of me disappeared past her thick lips. I grunted an approval as I slowly bucked my hips. The sensation of the cool night air versus her warm, wet mouth on my groin.
I bent down and whispered into her ear, “Good girl.” Cupping her breast with one hand and holding her hair back with the other. She was driving me wild. I lurched forward between her legs pushing them apart with mine, and began to rub her slick pussy.
Not wanting to delay any further, I picked her up off the edge of the bed and laid her down in the middle. Our mouths found each other again and her legs spread open coaxing me, her lover, in.
My cock at her entrance found it warm and wet. I looked into her eyes wanting to see her expression as I slowly inched myself into her. Slowly pushing in, letting her pussy expand to my girth. Hugging it tightly like a warm jacket. Then slowly pulling back to where just the head was inside of her. Then gliding myself back into her just past the point of where I was. Then back out to my cockhead. She bit her lip as I worked myself into her further, bit by bit. I asked if she was alright and she nodded, urging me onward. As her pussy swallowed all of my cock, she let out a deep sigh and I rested it deep in her. I wanted to savor the feeling I had been craving for so long. I leaned down and kissed her again.
“I’ve missed your pussy so much.”
She wrapped her legs around me as my cock began to slide in and out of her. I love handjobs and blowjobs from my wife. She’s awesome at them but nothing compares to her warm, tight pussy.
My cock was slick with her juices, working at a steady pace, in and out of her. Nina breathing heavy as she looked down at my abdomen pumping her with pleasure. Her breaths turning into whimpers.
“Whose pussy is this?”
“It’s your pussy.”
I held her tight as I kept my cock’s pace in and out of her. My hands exploring her perfect body. Her hands gripping my ass and arms.
“Let me see your tits.”
She pulled her babydoll off and I beheld her tits bouncing with each one of my rhythmic thrusts. The pent up longing for my wife and the imagery of her being impaled on my cock was too much for me as I pulled out and came all over her chest and stomach. She moaned as my cum hit her body. I collapsed down next to her kissing her head.
“Do I feel any different?” she asked.
“Perfect. Just like I remember,” I said.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lerrd0/coming_back_mf
Loved everything about this. :)