First of all, Mrs Ordinary and I do not practice ‘No Nut November.’ We cannot think of any good reason to voluntarily inhibit your sex life, but, to each their own, we suppose.
However, we did start joking about it becoming an event when we found ourselves in a dry streak since the last week of October. Demanding schedules had got the better of us.
*My wife and I are average suburbanites in our mid-thirties; kids, dog, house, et. cetera. I’m white, average build, about six feet tall. Mrs Ordinary is mixed Asian-Native American, with light brown skin, long black hair and on the thicker side of average- she has small, perky breasts and a big butt.*
Two nights ago, we took a much-anticipated date night and finally ended our almost two week dry spell. Both of us happened to have the Wednesday off and we relaxed, capping it off with reservations for cocktails and dinner- without kids.
I returned home from dropping our kids off at the babysitters house where I surprised my wife with a glass of champagne.
I found her in our bathroom, just out of a steamy shower, wrapped in a towel and doing her makeup. She looked sexy as hell and I smacked her ass and hopped in the shower myself, rinsing off.
“Do you like these?” Mrs asked.
While I was washing up, Mrs had changed into a black lace bra and matching black lace ‘boy shorts’ panties. I started to get hard already. She stood by the sink, curling her hair and I watched intently through the glass shower doors.
“Are you doing this on purpose?” I asked, toweling off. She said nothing, only leaned forward toward the mirror, sticking her big butt out further.
When I couldn’t take any more, I grabbed her and kissed her deeply, pulling her close. Mrs knew she was teasing and was having every bit of it. Within seconds, she dropped to her knees, putting me into her mouth. I grabbed her hair, pulling it back and Mrs moaned loudly with approval. So much for her perfect hair and makeup.
(Never mind the blinds were open- if our neighbors were paying any attention, they’d see quite the show through our bathroom windows).
I didn’t want it to end- something about my wife on her knees, tongue all over me, all while looking up at me with her dark mascara. After some time, I wanted to return the favor and told her to go into the bedroom and lay on our bed.
I knelt on the floor while she positioned herself over the edge of the bed. I practically tore off her pretty lace panties and kissed and licked the inside of her thighs and lips. Her taste was absolutely intoxicating and I savored every bit of her wetness. Her pussy was freshly shaved and I enjoyed flicking my tongue on her, feeling her writhe and squirm while I focused on her clit.
“Gimme your dick,” she demanded after a while. I sat on the edge of the bed and instead taunted her to “Come and get it.”
Not missing a beat, Mrs straddled me and lowered herself onto my erection. What happened next was fast, raw and urgent.
Her tight warmth engulfed me and I grasped tightly onto her wonderfully shaped hips. On my lap, she found a quick and comfortable rhythm, pulling me tightly to her.
It wasn’t long before she shouted: “Fuck, I’m coming, I’m coming!” (Mrs always reliably gets off in this position).
Then, I wanted her in one of my favorite positions. Without even thinking, I flipped her on her back and stood on the edge of the bed. She wrapped her legs around me and I was able to go fast and hard.
She soon pushed her legs together, tightening the sensation of her pussy and guaranteeing I wasn’t going to last long. I gripped tightly onto her ankles, which were at my shoulders now.
“I want to cum all over you”, I caught myself blurting out.
“Fuck, yes, give me it,” she replied unhesitatingly.
I got to my knees above her and she urgently stroked me. I exploded within seconds. *In hindsight, we should’ve considered what two weeks without an orgasm would look like.* ;-)
She stroked me rapidly as I spurted out thick ropes of cum *all…over…her.* I was actually shocked at the quantity- semen covered her chest and lace bra straps, her neck and jewelry and all over her chin and lips.
“I love how that feels,” she murmured. I gasped as she took the tip of my head in her lips, cleaning those last drops off. Cum dripped from her neck onto the bed and into her hair. Instinctively, I reached down between her legs where she was soaking wet. She welcomed the touch and pulled my hand close to herself.
With her hand pressing mine, she made sure I found the perfect rhythm against her clit. Within moments, she was coming again. The visual of her having another orgasm, covered in my cum was an absolutely amazing ending to our ‘date night.’
My wifes’ hair, makeup, jewelry and bra were completely wrecked, and we really didn’t care- we took another shower together. Needless to say, the rest of our nights plans changed- instead we stayed at home, making the most of the rest of our night.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jt2fy1/staying_in_for_date_night_aka_no_nut_november