[MF] A Normal Tuesday Night – Soaked

My first story…

It was getting late in the evening and my wife and I both ended up reading in bed. This is a likely indicator that we’re going to have sex – retreating to our bedroom around 9:30pm or so has become a frequent occurrence in the last 6 months. The addition of robes in to our lives has made things all the better…

I break the silence after getting to a stopping point – “So shall we commence with our proceedings?”

“Yes please” she says, hastily putting down her Kindle. She’d clearly been waiting to see who would make the first move.

I roll over to her side, almost on top of her, and we begin kissing. We make out for a little longer than usual, getting increasingly heated and playful with our tongues. I spread apart her robe at her chest, revealing one of her heaving breasts, with her stiff nipple protruding. 

As I start massaging her tits and teasing her nipples, her left hand comes in and separate my robe, pulling the tie apart at the waist. She glides her hand down to my cock, pausing briefly to embrace it, before continuing down to my thighs and balls. She darts her fingers as soft as a feather just below my balls. This has become a favorite spot for both of us. She gently teases and tickles below my balls with her fingertips and fingernails, occasionally pressing and massaging harder. It makes me gasp. 

I pause and ask “So what’s on our agenda for this evening?” Things have gotten wild in our bedroom lately – dildos, multiple types of vibrators both clitoral and internal, nipple clamps, butt plugs, anal fingering, blindfolds, restraints… light domination play, choking, drool and spit… swallowing, squirting, cum everywhere. The evening could go anywhere, and we’ve been more than willing to push each other to new territory. 

She replies “Maybe I’m just going to get you off tonight. With a blowjob. Like last night.”

“Okay… that sounds great” I reply. She had mentioned a stomach ache so I didn’t pressure too hard. If she wasn’t up for sex but wanted to spend time focused on me, who am I to complain! I can’t say I wasn’t a bit disappointed though. Regardless, I run my hands down between her legs staying above her robe. I move my hand up and through the robe, and then down her back, over her round ass. 

She makes a request – “Let’s keep making out though… this is fun.”

Minutes later and our mouths have practically become one, with our tongues running and pushing over each other. All this time she has been shifting her left hand from my cock to my balls, back and forth. Each switch feels amazing. 

Under heavy breathing she says “Maybe… you can convice me to have sex…”

Without hesitation I move my hand over her pussy and slide my middle finger from top to bottom. She is soaking wet. I press my middle finger into her, arching my finger upwards to feel her swollen g-spot which was begging for attention. Her hand on my cock freezes while she takes in my finger, gasping. 

After a couple of minutes going slow and gentle, I add a second finger, and further arch upwards to press directly on the walls of her vagina. I feel her bear down on my hand and her g-spot expand. At this point she’s given up on my cock. I own this pussy – I’m pulling her strings like a puppet master.

As I continue to quicken my pace and pressure, I feel her pussy contracting and clenching on my hand. All the while, the sound of me finger fucking her is getting louder and louder. The wetness is increasing, and the sloshing sound of her cunt makes me even harder. 

She reaches over for my waist, pulling at me. “Fuck me. Please fuck me now.”

I quickly take off my robe, pulling hers off as mine hits the floor. I grab one of our sex towels because I can tell where this is going. As I push the towel under her she lifts up over it and spreads her legs, putting herself on display. “Come on and fuck me.”

We lock lips again as I mount her, easily sliding in. 

“Is that what you need?”

“Yes… God that feels good. I love your cock.”

I continue to fuck her, ramping up and down through periods of slowness and more fast paced aggression. The ebb and flow of our pace keeps us both in sync and I can tell she’s getting close. I am too, but I don’t want to come yet. 

She’s already spreading her legs wide by herself. I want to see if I can make her squirt while fucking – something I’ve only pulled off twice before. So I grab her legs and spread them further, lifting them higher. Every thrust now gets me higher up on her hips, so that I’m hitting her g-spot directly. She begins to get louder, moaning between saying “Fuck” and “Oh God”. 

I almost come. I have to stop entirely. 

“Don’t you fucking stop. Fuck me.”

I cover her mouth so she can’t talk. “Don’t you tell me what to fucking do. I will fuck you and I will make you come. I decide when. Shut your fucking mouth.” She stares at me with begging eyes.

I start ramping back up, holding her shoulder down with one hand, my arm reaching around while pinning her leg up. With my other hand also pinning her left leg up, I continue to cover her mouth. She lets out muffled screams as I continue to pump in and out, harder and harder. 

A hot gush of squirt coats my dick. I keep pounding away at her pussy while she squirts on me. I let my hand up and ask “Is that what you wanted? I told you I’d make you cum. You just have to be patient.”

“Fuck, keep going. That’s so good.” She can barely talk. I ease back down, sensing that I’m close again. Thinking I’ll have the stamina to keep going, I relent, and while continuing to pound away on her, I cum hard deep inside her, filling her up.

I burst out – “I’m cumming. You need that cum don’t you. I’m gonna fill you up.”

“Oh God that feels good.”

After I finish cumming I maintain my position. I stay in her, working to keep slow but deep thrusts. Letting my arms down to give her legs a rest, I can feel myself start to go soft. But I’m not going to stop. We kiss more, our tongues connecting as I push her back and forth. And just like that I’m rock hard again.

At this point she becomes demanding… staring in to my eyes with animal-like lust, she angrily yells – “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Harder! Give it to me! Yeah fuck me like that. Fuck me.”

I practically lose it in the moment – my mild mannered wife, having just squirted on my cock, now full of cum, angrily demanding more. She was practically behaving like a porn star. I couldn’t have been more happy to oblige. 

I lift her legs back up and angle right at her gspot. I fuck her relentlessly. She squirts, again and again. She covers her eyes with both of her hands, practically crying. She’s losing it entirely. She barely puts the words together… “You… have no idea… it feels… so good…” She continues to cum, both of us drenched. Each time she cums she pushes my cock out of her as her pussy contacts, but I just go back in for more.

I finally relent after she’s had enough and collapse to her side. I am wet from my thighs to my belly button. She is trying to catch her breath, equally coated in her own juices. Her pussy is a mess – just the way I like it.

—

We hadn’t intended on a shower but clearly one was needed.

As she joins me, I start jacking off.

“Oh do you want to cum again?”

“Yeah. After all that fucking, after I first came… I need to cum again.” I consider my options and what to ask for next. Or maybe demand.

I run my cock along her thigh and ass as she kisses me from the side. “Do you wanna cum on my ass?”

I don’t think I’ve ever jerked off in the shower to cum on her ass before… the voyeurism of it gets me excited, as she peaks from around her shoulder gazing in to my eyes, and down to my cock. Should I just do all this work myself and cum on her? Why not.

“Yes. I’m going to cum on your ass. You really are such a cum slut.”

“Well…”

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