I type up someone of me and wife’s food sex stories to send her later on, as foreplay.
It had been two weeks since we’d done anything. I knew as soon as you rolled towards me and started rubbing my chest that I wouldnt last long. You’d already stripped naked while I was washing up for bed, though I didn’t know as you were under the covers.
I let you do your thing, eventually working a hand down over my already pulsing cock. Kissing my neck. Stroking me on top of my boxers. When you couldn’t wait any longer you slipped your hands down under my waist band. I sighed at your touch.
Only a few slow strokes and your rolling fully on top of me, pulling down my boxers. Your hands move up my chest as your head moves down. I tense when I first feel your tongue slide along the bottom of my shaft. Twice. Three times. You turn your head, and without using your hands, take me into your mouth. Your tongue massages me expertly. When I slip out of your mouth, you begin using your hands in unison with your mouth. I’m already on the edge. I lift your head up, signaling to slow down. You sit up, kneeling between my spread legs, both hands stroking me slowly. You start to rock your hips with the rhythm of your hands. Pushing your mound into me. I feel your pussy, wet against my balls. You keep rocking, eyes closed. I realized you’re imagine fucking me.
You lean down and kiss me. Breathing heavily. You pat me on the chest and tell me to sit tight. Disappearing into a closet, your re-emerge with some toys. As I suspected, a strap on. You hook yourself in, crawl back on the bed and assume your position. With lube and time, you’re in. You pull my leg on to your shoulder. I can tell you love being in control. Youre jerking me to the rhythm of your pumps. Your hips move so smoothly. My hand rests on your ass, pulling you in closer each thrust.
Your pace quickens. You muscle tense, and for the second time in your life you cum without any stimulation. You collapse on me as I
continue slowly jerking myself. Suddenly you hop up and get on all fours, knowing I love to finish with doggy. I push you to your side and tell you I’m going to cum on your tits. You sit up on your elbows expecting me to straddle you, but that’s not what I’m thinking. I pull you off the bed and push on to your knees. Your hands grab my ass and you look at me, waiting. I begin stroking myself, you tease me with your tongue at first. It doesn’t take long before I burst into your chest. One after another, covering you. “Is it still going?” You ask. I moan. “Oh yeah it is” you answer yourself. When I stop, you stand, strap on still in place, tits covered, kiss me, and start the shower.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/egy8wc/mf_married_pegging_cum_on_tits