So this happened not too long ago. We just welcomed our second child into the world, so this was in her 8th month of pregnancy. She was feeling big. To put it mildly.
She missed her curves, her flat tummy, her toned ass. She missed when her breasts didn’t ache from milk, when her pussy didn’t smell different. Hell, she told me she missed when she could actually SEE her pussy, instead of her belly round and tight with child. To put it frankly, she needed an ego boost.
Sex was still appealing somewhat, as she loves orgasms and cums easily. But she told me she felt clumsy and clumsy for her is the opposite of sexy. I told her she was beautiful to me, still hot and whenever she took off her clothes, I would hold her close so she could feel my erection and know she was desireable. But sex was difficult for her to get into. So, as the dutiful husband I was, I set out to wind her up!
She lay on her right side on our bed. One leg was up, her beautiful hairy pussy open and wet, as it is when she is pregnant. But she has a gleam in her eye.
“What will you do to me, handsome?” She winks at me.
I, naked as well, straddle the pillows near her face and tweak her exposed nipple.
“Nothing special darling. I just want you to know how much I love and still want you.”
She giggles but soon closes her eyes as my hand travels down south. I tease her wet entrance with my fingers. Flick her clit. She gasps and her hand reaches out and grabs my cock.
“Naughty boy,” she scolds with a smile. “I prefer you knock. Don’t ring the bell.”
“Sorry, I just need to get your hands on me.” I wink back.
I circle her clit, slowly, gently. Tease her folds. I make a peace sign with my fingers and slide them down the sides of her pussy, pressing down and I go up and down. She starts slowly rocking her hips, her eyes closing, and begins stroking my cock to the same rhythm. A drop of precum forms on the tip. She opens one eye, then wipes it away on her cheek, smiling mischeviously. I shuddered and started stroking a little harder. Adding pressure to my palm, I grind her clit in the exact way I know she likes. Within a few seconds, her orgasm swells up and washes over her and I feel her pussy drip. She has my cock in a death grip as she cums, riding it all the way through. I still my hand, waiting.
When she is done, she blows out through her mouth.
“Boy, it is not fair how fast you can make me do that!”
“I know. I love how stacked the deck is!” I laugh.
“Well how about this. You have to cum inside me, but how about I get you as close as humanly possible. I will work you as fast as I can, and you do the same to me. If I get you there first, you hurry around and cum in me…then you go make me a sandwich. Deal?”
I almost nodded.
“Wait,” I respond, “what if you win?”
She smiles. “Then you get to cum in my mouth and I think that sounds like reward enough.”
I thought for about a half second.
“Deal.”
Before I finish speaking, I am already in her mouth and I feel her lust. She snags my balls in her other hand and starts pumping my cock into her hot mouth with another. Right away, I am about 1 minute aways. I need to act fast!
I give a few quick circles of her clit (she tenses and moans around my shaft) then I slide two fingers inside and press on her g spot. As I press, I grind my palm into her clit and pull up.
The only sounds in the room are the feverish breaths, the sloppy sounds of a wet blowjob and the smacking gushy sounds of a pussy being massaged. She is getting close, I feel it!
Then, while cupping my balls with her hand, her fingers slide between my legs and dance around my butthole and on my perineum. The hand stroking me starts a corkscrew motion. And her eyes lock on mine.
I know in that moment I am going to lose. The only shot I have is taking her down with me.
My middle fingers are buried in her pussy, my palm grinding her clit, and she is close. Boy she is close. But, I curve my hand slightly and my pinky finds what it is looking for: her butthole, already slick and wet with her orgasm. I slip my pinky to the second knuckle in one fluid motion as I pull up on her g spot, clit smushed in. And she gasps, losing momentum. And I know I have her now.
I give her that motion once. Twice. She is on the brink. Then she rallies. Jerks me faster than ever, bobbing quickly, and her fingers press into my perineum.
We cum at the same time.
I feel her pussy contract around me. Her thighs snap together around my hand. My free hand finds her hair and grabs a handful as I pulse deep in her mouth. She keeps sucking even as she cums, and I hear audible gulps as she swallows me down.
Afterwards, I collapse on her breasts and she strokes my hair.
“Sorry,” I pant. “Should not have cum in your mouth.”
“Shh. You didn’t mean to.” She whispers. “I was just trying to win.”
A few moments pass. I regain my composure and lift myself up to kiss her.
“Besides,” she says. “I really want that sandwich.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qjiqpi/my_wife_wins_the_bet