Wife’s Father’s Day Gift (Part 1]

“Mmmm, thats nice”…as I woke with a nuzzle in the back my neck as a strong arm starts to wrap around my waist.

“Looks like someone’s been awake for a while”, smoldered sheepishly. Last night wore me out, so I was fully prepared to sleep in. 

“Good morning baby”, he whispered. As he grips me closer to him. I feel a long hard rod pressed up against the small of my back. It made me smile even if it was morning wood. I love the feel of his dick on me if not in me. 

 As I continue to enjoy the snuggles, his hand slowly travels way from my waist and on to the top of my mound. He cups it and says, you were amazing last night, I want to reward you.  He takes his fingers and gently starts to seperate my lips to find my clit. His middle finger rubs it up and down softly and lovingly. Then circles the tip of my sweet button. My body reacts to his tender touch and my clit begins to swell. He slowly travels his finger down my fold to my damp entrance.  “Hmmm”..he signs…”thats my girl.” 

He plunges his finger into my warmth with ease. He goes in just deep enough to hook his finger to land on top my G spot.  He massages it with slowly building up my anticipation. The rest of his hand is pushing down on my pussy as the tempo changes to be faster and the pressure on my G spot becomes heavier. His finger expertly brings me to the brink and I’m about to cum. My muscles tighen around him. My hips chasing after every stoke of his finger.  I can feel the rush about to come ….and he takes his finger away and removes his hand. 

I open my eyes and as I’m about to ask what’s wrong, he interrupts me…

“I want to feel you on my face and taste how excited you are”.

He swiftly moves his head between my legs and pushes my thighs apart and up in spread eagle.  His eyes looked as his current accomplishment. My swollen clit  yearning for his touch and dripping pussy waiting in angst.

 He kisses my inner left thigh and he makes his way to my mound. His fingers open me up, exposing my plump bean. He kisses it gently. His tongue mimics his previous actions with loving stokes up and down my slit. I grind into his face begging for more pressure. I want to come so bad. He looks up and sees me arching my back,  my skin getting flush and I’m so close to bursting. His mouth encloses around my pleasure point and he circles my it with more pressure before he begins to suck my clit.  Oh the intensity was immeasurably. 

He flicks me with his tongue as has he removes his hand off my thigh and puts two fingers inside me. he moved in with force and slowly pulles his fingers towards the opening rubbing againt my G spot slowly. My juices leather leak onto him. He dives into me over and over again. The harmony of his mouth and skilled fingers has me grabbing my own breast and bucking into his handsome face. 

“Oh my god! oh shit, oh shit! FUCK!  You’re so fucking good”, were the only words that I could utter.

I feel my pussy muscles getting tighter again and my body starts to get hotter. He moves more vigorously inside my pussy and he sucks even harder on my clit… I can’t hold back any more and my hips lift off the bed and thrust harder into his face. My legs start to shake, my toes curl, my body starts to shiver, A wave of ecstacy washed over me. 

“Ahhh…ahhh… oh my god!” I shouted.  I couldn’t contain myself. He slowed down, his pace softens, his licking me gentle as I’m coming coming down from my climax.
I see him looking back at me with mischievous eyes. He speed up his pace again and flicks my clit with is tongue with more urgency.

“oh FUUCCCKKK!” and I grab a pillow to bite.

“Oh fuck! oh fuck!” I wimpered.  I came again.
This time he didn’t let up and I roll into another climax. I could hardly catch my breathe. My pussy drenched and throbbing. I was getting so sensitive to his touch and just needed a moment to recover. I try to shift myself up and grab for his engorged penis. 

He shifts off me and says, “you’ll have your turn with me later.”

I sat up stunned. I want his dick. I want him and as I’m about to pout. A knock on our bedroom door snaps me out of my lust filled mind. 

“Mommy! daddy! It’s morning time! Wake up! WAKE! UP!”rang the sounds of tiny voices. 

“Okay, okay. Daddy will meet you in the kitchen”, he calls back to them.  

He gets off the bed and throws on a pair of lounge pants and a black Deadpool T shirt. Kisses me on the forhead and says, ” I’ll get the kids some breakfast. Why don’t you go ahead and rinse the sexy off you, for now. And walks out of the bedroom…

*** This story is inspired by true events off how my husband chose to spend his Father’s day. Its been a few days and my mind and body are still revelling.  Please enjoy this multi part tale, and feedback is always appreciated. ***

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hex8hj/wifes_fathers_day_gift_part_1