My Cup Runneth Over....!!!!!

My Cup Runneth Over....!!!!!

Man and woman; husband and wife; bride and groom; male and female; kindred and soul mate. “And the Lord

said—it is not good for man to be alone…”

This is K and I don’t post very often here, but after reading my beloved’s recent post—I just had to chime in. Please forgive me ahead of time if my writing skills do not come close to dear Kay. She can sure turn a phrase-and she sure can get me worked up. And from some of your comments over the past year; it seems she has worked up many readers too!

The Bee Gees once sang “Lonely days, lonely nights—where would I be without my woman?” I think all of us guys can relate. And if you don’t then I bet you are not being honest with yourself. I ask you gentlemen—where would YOU be without your woman?

This writer would be lost, desolate, devastated, broken and crushed without his woman. Studies show older couples who have been married for a long time, react quite differently to the loss of their beloved. Since I work in long term care; I see this every day. When a husband passes away after 50, 60 years of marriage-sure it’s sad and devastating for the trailing spouse. Yet over time, the widowed wife moves on and usually does quite well depending upon her support network. And most of the residents in long term care are widowed females. (who said women are the weaker sex?)

Yet when the wife of 50 to 60 years passes away, it’s usually an entirely different story. The men are rightfully devastated and heart broken, yet they usually don’t move on. The rest of their lives they are often as lost puppies. Their spirits are broken, the spark in their eyes is gone; and laughter is not as abundant as it once was.

“And the Lord said it is not good for man to be alone.” As in all things, God certainly knew what He was talking about when He inspired these words to be recorded in the book of Genesis.

We have been married for 18 years and are still on our honeymoon. What a tremendous blessing to be able to say and admit this! And yes, I am a deeply flawed individual. Yet somehow, Jesus will always love me. As Paul said in Romans 8—“nothing can separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” And despite being such a selfish, impatient, undeserving husband, Kay is absolutely crazy in love with me! What did I do to deserve such happiness, joy, companionship and completeness? See the parallel between God’s love for us and our spouses’ love for us? That certainly is no accident.

I mean think about it husbands, our wives put up with a lot of ****from us. Yet they forgive us and care for us. They endure toothpaste in the sink; short tempered comments from us; our obsession with sports, and our general unwillingness to open up and share our innermost feelings with them.

Yet despite all our male flaws and shortcomings; our wives still crave for their men to stick their penises into their vaginas. Ladies why??? Do we deserve this? Of course not! Are we complaining? Are we unworthy? Are we deeply blessed? Men you answer that.

I mean think about it, the utter intimacy and commitment of when married couples unite like this. How magical it is to see my sweet Kay slowly open her legs for me inviting me in. As Robin Williams used to say “Why is it males spend 9 months in the womb trying to get out—then spend the rest of their lives trying to get back in?!?!?!  I frequently thank Kay for opening her legs for me, inviting me in to her secret world. Her private lady garden. Oh how I treasure the time spent there—between her legs.

How magical women are down there! God wired us and made us differently. The sweet fragrance of her arousal and the moisture building between her lips. The sight of her sweet little bud swelling and engorging itself with her life blood as she becomes wetter and hotter by the minute.  Gently nibbling and licking Kay between her legs watching her get more and more worked up is an amazing sight to behold. It’s like watching a volcano about to blow as she approaches orgasm. Her breathing increases and becomes deeper; her hands run across her breasts gently massaging and tweaking her nipples that by now have grown to the size of strawberries; her hips gyrating to better meet my searching mouth and tongue; the goosebumps upon her peach fuzz laden thighs as I squeeze them beneath their vicelike grip around my head; and of course her moaning that often times transforms into screaming as she reaches the first of her many orgasms.

I love watching and listening to her gearing up to climax…

“Oh babe, your tongue feels SO GOOD in my pussy…SO GOOD…mmmmmmmmmm, don’t stop K please don’t stop…..aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm, and your tongue is magical between my legs…..I’m sorry I’m so hairy down there….

Such honest, intimate, sexy talk really sets me off with that sexy voice of hers. I watch as her breasts swell with blood; her tummy rises more rapidly, her sex is getting wetter and hotter by the second, and she keeps squirming on her back. Being a former gymnast, it’s quite a treat watching her open her legs wider and wider for me to devour her secret sex. No, it is not very lady like! Lol

Sometimes I bring her to the edge of the cliff, other times, I push her right over. Her reward is the intense pleasure and release of God given orgasm while my reward is watching her sexy temple convulsing out of control 10 to 15 times.

“Oh K! Oh, oh, oh….feels SO GOOD (she gasps between breaths) mmmmmmmmmm, ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhh, (lifting her head up then slamming it down hard on the bed bucking like a wild animal) I AM CUMMING LOVE…aaaaahhhhhhh, aaaaaahhhhhh, Oh ***I love it, I love it,  mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she pants like a dog in heat.

Again, imagine this image 10-15 times, this is literally how she experiences and enjoys her orgasms. What an amazing image to behold!

Of course the entire time I am enjoying the show while performing this magic upon her hidden world, I am stroking my cock the entire time trying not to blow. The beauty of her naked form in all its intimacy and honesty right there before me. I can scarce take it all in. From head to toe she is my kindred, my soul mate, and my best friend, companion and help mate. Adoringly I drink in the sight of her femininity, such beauty and radiance. Kay’s thick brunette hair cascades down to just above her shoulders and is out of place thanks to the recent thrashings of her orgasms. Her sexy brown eyes are closed and her mouth is open revealing perfect rows of God-given straight white teeth. (I sometimes tease her saying “You have the whitest teeth I have ever come across!”) My eyes work down to her breast dominated torso punctuated by her large rib cage and yoga defined shoulders and arms. I marvel as her precious breasts rise and fall as she attempts to catch her breath. I love the sight of her bent knee watching her thigh muscles flex and her calf expand as she shifts her foot to her tip toes. Taking in the sight of her innocent naked form, I marvel at how beautiful she looks after 18 years. Yet after all these years together, I still marvel at the sight of her sexy hairy pussy. It is so Kay—so natural, so soft and lush, so powerful. Gazing at her neatly trimmed yet prominent thick bush; I almost hear it whispering to me “Come on big boy; are you man enough to eat me out? I dare you to stick it in me right now-do it do it!” “What’s the matter, am I too much for you?” Don’t mean to sound weird, yet I think that often times seeing her lying naked like that. I sense the challenge thereof.

After all these orgasms, by beloved is transformed. She morphs into my little wild cat and is ready for action. Doesn’t matter what position, she wants to ride me and she wants to ride me hard.

“Umph, mmmmmmmmm, there you go K, there you go baby. Oh your dick feels so big and natural inside me. Yes babe, that’s where my husband belongs, inside me pussy. You love it don’t you?”

Its amazing either one of us can speak during our lovemaking since our tongues are exploring each other and we are licking each other’s throats and lips.

“Aggggggghhhhhhh….I feel your balls slapping against my ass……..sooooo gooooooood. My husband, my husband, I LOVE YOU! Go ahead; let it go, let it go.”

Of course by this time she has already pushed me over the edge so I pound her for all its worth.

“Mmph, mmph, mmph….let it go, let it go…there you go, I feel you shooting, I feel you shooting, oh yea baby, oh yea…I love how you fill this pussy with your seed, so manly, so hard…”

Of course she is saying all this between deep breaths and my weight pushing air out of her lungs—just the way she likes it. Not to mention being deeply lip locked together.

Living with Kay is life filled with grace. The written words I tried to describe just now don’t do justice to what a sweet, loving, caring person God created in my bride. Yes, our sex life is amazing and I treasure doing IT with her, thinking about doing IT, remembering doing IT, and writing about doing IT. Yet our naked husband and wife time together is just the icing on the cake of our short time together upon this earth.

I love her and respect her so much, I realize there is no way I can ever repay her for what she has done—and does for me. (sound familiar?) So I try to live for her each and every day, some small way of expressing my thankfulness and appreciation. I mean this amazing woman home schools two children; is active in our Home Group; is a leader at home school co-op, makes dinners for sick friends, volunteers in community organizations, runs the kids to all their appointments and outings (who said Home Schooled kids don’t get enough socialization!) makes us dinner nearly every night, does half the laundry each weekend (I do the other half), tries to keep the house clean, handles our finances, asks how my day went, listens and encourages me and probably a myriad of other responsibilities I am forgetting about right now.

Oh, and despite all that I just mentioned, Kay loves to fuck me!

What did I do to deserve such a companion and gift from above? Nothing. To God be the glory.

So from this husband’s perspective, I am indeed honored, privileged, and very blessed to be able to experience the things I adore doing with her. Holding hands at home, in church, on walks together; writing her a little love note each morning before I head to work, making my own lunch, picking up after myself, opening the door for her when we are out, supporting her home school ups and downs, listening to her unwind, sharing her fears, protecting her, providing for her, and perhaps the biggest blessing of all—cuddling with her at bedtime and waking up with her in the morning. Hearing her soft breathing, inhaling her sweet scent in the sheets and her pillow while listening to the birds sing outside the window, and the comfort and security of spooning with her in the wee hours of the morning, feeling the warmth of her body pressed against mine, my right hand firmly attached to her prominent breast.

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No Panties in Public for the First Time.....!!!!

No Panties in Public for the First Time.....!!!!

Such a simple gesture that was so effective at turning me on!  My wife June does naughty but nice so

well.  One of my favourite sex memories is of a night out with my wife to celebrate our ninth wedding anniversary.

She is great, we are best friends….and she is hot, blonde, fit, and perfect for me. My beautiful wife June is also a little adventurous and playful, two qualities that attracted me to her since I first laid eyes on her. We were at an Italian restaurant just enjoying our meal and talking as we normally would.  She looked amazing in one of her favourite dresses and heels. Early on in the conversation my wife made my night when she mentioned that she had no panties on under her dress. I had asked or at least hinted years ago that I would appreciate this at some point.

Almost immediately I became hard thinking of the sweet pussy sitting between her legs with nothing in the way. I was also aware that she had been for a wax earlier that day. We both prefer her pussy bald as I consistently give her sex hive a thorough tongue lashing as a part of our normal lovemaking and love the slippery silkiness of her aroused mound when she gets turned on. Of course, my mind was fixated and fantasizing about how to make the most of this window of sexual opportunity.

I remembered a place which was mainly a chocolate and dessert restaurant which was a brothel years ago that had been renovated, but they have kept the booths so you can normally get a little bit of privacy, although the booths aren’t totally closed….just partially. I suggested we go there for dessert and June happily agreed, although she had no idea what my intentions were. We got a booth and ordered our desserts….and once the dessert was on the table I started to progress my plan now that the waiter wouldn’t be bothering us for some time.

Our booth had a red couch, a table and a two foot wide gap where we could see other couples enjoying their desert and if they were looking toward us they could see us….but for the most part everyone was minding their own business and I was certainly minding mine. June lent into me so my arm was around her and it didn’t take long for my hands to wonder off her thigh down around her tight arse and of course brushing over her skirt right above her lovebud. She loves turning me on like this….feeling like she has control and all my attention, which she did. We have had sex outdoors a number of times, although this was pushing the envelope an extra step because of how close other people were to us in the room.

We small talked, laughed and caressed and I started to ease the front of her skirt up a little so I could reach her shaved pussy with my fingers…..The first touch on her silky flaps sent me wild…..and I discretely continued to caress and brush my hand around the top of her sex box and clit. She started to really enjoy it….I could tell by the change in her breathing as well as her strong verbal encouragement saying it felt soooo good to have my hand brushing over her clit. There was a point where I was feeling her up with her skirt pushed right up so you would have been able to see everything if you looked in. While this was happening a group of about 6 people walked past and neither of us even flinched because of the naughty fun we were having. It was totally brazen. I was hard as a rock, June was getting wetter and wetter and we both just wanted things to progress, knowing that would involve some hot and heavy oral favours from me.

We decided to finish up, leaving each other hanging for more so that we could get home….as soon as we got back in the car I resumed with my hand where I had left off….stroking her sweet vagina, encouraging her to relax and get nice and wet.

“You are driving me wild getting all sexed up in the car like this,”  I told her.

“Just make sure you don’t stop because my naked pussy is loving all this attention,” she replied in between her deep panting.

“Don’t worry about that, honey, your naughtiness will be rewarded with a thorough seeing to, first my hands, then my tongue, followed by my throbbing cock,” I answered, my voice full of sexual anticipation and longing.

After about ten minutes of stroking her lovebud like this while driving with my wifes heels on the dash of the car I couldn’t take it any longer so I pulled off into a side street, parked the car and took my seatbelt off. June asked what I was doing but before I could answer I had my hungry tongue lapping at her sopping gash and she just closed her eyes again, letting out moan after moan of growing pleasure. I was hungry for sex and kissed and licked her shaven kitty greedily….working passionately around her clitoris, stroking and holding her perfect legs as she opened them as wide as she could with one hand above her head and the other firmly clawing on the back of my head encouraging my every move. After a few luxurious minutes of this her orgasm built and built and built until her sexual moaning became a squeal of pleasure and she gushed her sex sauce into my hungry mouth….wave after wave. She was so decadent and delicate and yet had also been reduced to a sex-crazed rag doll, totally unable to control the waves of pleasure pulsating through her body and tingling all over.

We resumed the car ride home….my cock bulging and aching, with pre-cum already oozing in my boxers. Of course once we got home I made love to her for ages, making sure that my hot and horny wife got every ounce of cock she deserved. She was a great sport….putting up with multiple positions until I burst inside her exhausted pussy.

Thanks again for a great night my precious. xxx

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A little pleasure hunt for my beautiful wife....!!!!!

A little pleasure hunt for my beautiful wife....!!!!!

My wife June had already enjoyed a night of adult private play with the assistance of a pleasure hunt and private sex story I’d written for her while I was away for work.  I wasn’t surprised when she wanted another one.  She’s naughty like that now, though it has taken some encouragement from me helping her to understand how much it turns me on to imagine her expertly pleasuring herself.  What follows is the email I sent through for her to continue her hot and cheeky private pussy pleasuring.

‘Hello my precious and lovely….I hope you enjoyed your flowers yesterday….I know you enjoyed your private sex story.  Of course I am missing you once again, but I have enjoyed writing that ‘next chapter’ for you that you requested.  Before you settle in to pleasure yourself please text me with a description of what your wearing….only because this turns me on too.  I don’t know why but the thought of my horny housewife playing with herself as you read these erotic stories makes me so hard….Enjoy yourself my naughty little minx. xxx’

My wife texted me late that night ‘Mmmm, I am a lucky lady….it’s just me, you’re email and my vibe….How did you know my pussy has been longing for your cock but that a little fingerfuck will tide me over?….oh, and I almost forgot….I’m in my favourite red heels, the gold chain you gave me for our last anniversary and that hot little pearl G-string…nothing on top. I’m your slutty little showgirl tonight, my titties wanted to be free, besides I’ll be squeezing them with my spare hand soon imagining it’s you. Love June.xxx’

June then continued to read the story I’d sent her….

‘So, we find ourselves at the Soho on a summer evening after our unplanned but very hot and risqué sex moment in the back of the limousine and we’re preparing for a night out, starting with dinner at a restaurant on the East End.  You’ve been shopping earlier that day and found a dress that you fell in love with at first sight.  You look great in it, it suits your beautiful body perfectly.  You have a normal bra on but are planning to not wear any knickers because you’re feeling a bit frisky yourself.  I’ve been in the shower with a massive erection as I remember the night before and how luxurious and mischievious our sex had been in the limo, not to mention how smoking hot you were in those crotchless panties and open cut bra.  I felt like wanking there and then in the shower but refrained.  After hopping out and getting dry I walk out into the bedroom totally naked with my pleasure stick still firm and see you putting your earrings on in front of the mirror.

You look totally gorgeous as always and I decide in a split second that some love-making will need to be in order before tea.  I need to have you now.  Despite the sexual urgency building up in me, rather than showing it I walk over casually to you from behind.  You see I’m undressed but don’t think much of it.  I move in behind you with one smooth movement, pressing my cock against your lower back, firmly moving my hands from your hips up to your breasts and kissing you lovingly in the back of your neck while pulling you gently backwards into myself.  The combination of touch across these areas sends a small pulse of electricity from the back of your neck to your fingertips and down to your toes.  You’re already horny and immediately start melting in this comfortable but seductive embrace.  I kiss you again, listening to you release a deep breath out.

You start to turn round to face me and kiss me but I am still holding you firmly from behind and tell you in a firm whisper, “I don’t think so, put your hands on the dresser in front of you.”  You are a little shocked but also excited by the control I am exercising over you.  I continue fondling your breasts and kissing your neck as you relax into a sexual daydream.  I bring my hands back down to your hips and lift your short dress up totally exposing your perfect arse which I spare no time in playfully spanking just once.  I grip it firmly and then allow my hands to keep wandering along your thigh and then up to your breasts and then down to the front of your moistening sexbox while kissing you with just the right pressure on your neck.  After a couple of minutes of this I lift your right knee up on to the dresser because I want this sexy time to escalate.  I then take your right wrist and guide your hand to take hold of my naked, throbbing cock.  I love the feeling of your hand around it, and you love the idea of having this pleasure instrument deep inside you.  For about 30 seconds we stroke and play with each other’s private parts.

With a seductive desperation you tell me with urgency to ‘get that hard cock inside me and pleasure me with everything you’ve got’.  Without hesitation I slide the tip of my shaft along the back of your right leg, just underneath your arse cheek and guide it into your hot wet pussy.  You feel the tip enter and plunge deeply into you.  We both gently work it, thoroughly lubricating my cock with your sex.  I have one hand on your right hip and my left hand is firmly working your breast and nipple through your dress.  You look so perfect in the mirror….I am getting the best of both worlds…plunging in and out from behind but not missing out on the view from the front because of the mirror.  I command you… “Touch yourself, honey, I want to see you pleasuring yourself like a naughty girl while I’m in here.”  Obediently, sedutively and enthusiastically, you start rubbing yourself while my cock pounds away at your tightening lovebox.  After a couple of minutes a wave of pure pleasure starts building from on top and inside you….we are both working quite hard by now, my pace building and your deep breathing turning into moaning.  Despite the increased vigour in my effort, it just feels better and better for you, every nerve ending in your pussy is just savouring every passionate pass my cock makes….. ‘yyyyeeeessssss Hehls…c’mon!  You’re eyes are closed and your just bracing yourself as you let out a telling ’oh fuck yes!, fuck me you stud!’  ….tick, tick tick, boom, your orgasm comes and surges through every nerve in your sexed up body.  Your knees go totally weak but I’m holding you so you don’t fall.

Rather than ease up I continue to make sure every last bit of sexual ecstasy is squeezed out….after another minute I pull
out, squeezing your breasts and kissing you on the back of the neck again.  ”I love having such a hot wife!” I tell you as I give you another playful spank.  I’m far from finished….I swiftly turn you around and pull the front of your dress down and remove your bra, totally exposing your showgirl titties.  I then ask you to walk over to the window with the large sill (the one I sexed you in last time we were at the Soho) and sit up inside it.  I get you a couple of pillows and ask you to lie down.  You’re still weak from the sex we’ve already had at the dresser so I decide to lie you down and open your legs instead.  With enthusiasm I dive into your crotch with my mouth, the warmth of my tongue immediately has an effect on your clitoris, both soothing it as well as starting to stimulate it again.  I tell you to ‘just relax and enjoy’.

For about 10 minutes I expertly pleasure you orally, lapping hungrily while squeezing your nipples and stroking your sexy legs.  We are both in our own world together.  You’ve reduced me to a horny, sex craving servant….at least for now (until I place my lovemaker back inside you).  I can feel you gently bucking (always a good sign) and moaning again. Another 30 seconds and you’re proceeding to gush your sweet sex into my mouth.  I’m so hungry for it and your orgasm is paralysing your jaw as your back arches and your fingernails gently dig into my head….I lap at you for another 30 seconds until your breathing starts to return slightly to normal.  You’re ready for a rest now….but I’m not.  I stand up, pull you a little closer to me on your back and press the tip of my cock onto the outside of your sweet pussy.  It glides in effortlessly.

It feels so good for me fucking you in this position because I get such a good view of your perfect face, especially your eyes and lips and feminine jaw…I can also see and reach your generous tits and can feel and move your legs and heels wherever I want to.  I think to myself how lucky I am to not just have a sexy wife, but also a wife whose willing to be played with and be seen to sexually until I’ve come hard.  You just love to please, my little cock-queen, and I appreciate that so much about you.  The combination of the great view as well as the sensory pleasure being applied to my cock by your snatch is quickly sending me towards a pumping climax.  There’s something so hot and intimate about being naked with you that just drives me wild with passion and lust.  I hold on for as long as I possibly can before it’s all too much and I explode inside of you, my hot sex pumping inside you steadily….I stay in you and collapse on top of you…holding you as we both catch our breath and recover from our vigorous lovemaking.

It’s left us both feeling encouraged in our love for one another as well as full from having our sexual appetite satisfied for the time being.  Sometimes it’s the unplanned times that are the best and this has definitely been great…and we’ve still got tea to enjoy together…It’s back to the shower for both of us and I’m looking forward to what’s in store after tea my precious sex addiction. xxx’

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Your Client is Here.....!!!!!!!

Your Client is Here.....!!!!!!!

After reading stories on MH I felt so horny and in the mood. My little pussy was throbbing.

I decided to have some fun and put on my pink thong and push up bra from Victoria Secrets. I snapped a picture of myself and sent to my hubby at work. It wasn’t long after I received a message of his perfect cock. I giggled and pulled my bra down sending him another picture of myself. He told me he couldn’t wait to fuck me. That only made my pussy throb even more.

I hurried over to my dresser and grabbed my vibrator out. I moved my thong to the side and pressed it on to my clit. I instantly moaned and thought about my husband licking me there. Oh yeah baby that’s the spot. I said mentally to myself. Soon I pushed it into my vagina and pulled it in and out leaving me with tickling sensations. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment.

Suddenly I heard my phone go off and I looked at the message. My husband had his lunch and he was free to have some fun. I bit my lip and smiled. I quickly freshened up and took off my thong and bra. I was going commando for my baby.  I put on my tight blue dress and grinned to myself in my mirror. I grabbed my keys and hurried out of the door.

When I made it to my husbands office I knocked on the door and he greeted me. Not only him, but his cock bulging in his pants once he took a look at me. I walked into the room and heard him shut the door.

“We’ve missed you baby.” I whispered.

“We?” He grins, raising his eyebrow. I took his hand and placed it on my breast and then on my dress that was hiding my still throbbing vagina. I sat on his desk and giggled flirtatiously.

“Mm baby I’m throbbing, I need you.” I say innocently as I lifted my breast out of my dress and began to play with it. I sucked on my nipple and watched my husband grow bigger and bigger. I put my breast back in my shirt and spread my legs apart playing with my clit. I moan again and wiggle my hips.

Soon my husband grabbed me and stripped me out of my dress. He gave a firm squeeze to my breast and moved his head down to suck on my nipples. I threw my head back and gasped. “Oh yes baby.” After he did that he picked me up and sat me on his office chair. His head lowered into my vagina and began to lick my clit. Another moan escaped my lips and I placed my legs on his desk.

His tongue moved down further and entered into me. “Baby. Oh you are perfect.” I pushed his head deeper and pushed my hips into his head. I played with my nipples. I could hear him lick my sweet juices.  That was enough to send me over the edge. I cum into his mouth and he drinks all of me.

“It’s only fair if you give me some pleasure in return.” My husband grins licking his lips. After collecting myself I stood up and pushed him back into the desk. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped him. My hand pulled out his healthy cock and I pumped him. “Oh you dirty girl you.” he teased. I smiled and tickled his balls. That always made him shiver.

“Someone is excited.” I winked before kissing his head. I took his cock in my hands and licked his head for a while before taking him in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down slowly.  Then I picked up the pace and started to give him nice blow job. I could hear him groan as he took off his shirt. I squeezed him playfully before continuing to blow him. That almost made him cum into my mouth.

“Let me fuck you.” He mumbles, groaning some more. I pulled him out of my mouth and looked up at him with a naughty grin.

“Fuck me baby. Do me hard. I’m your dirty girl, give me all you got.” I say with my pussy wanting every inch of him. He quickly took off his pants and tossed them on to the ground.

He moved off the desk and took my hand walking me over to his couch. He sat down and smiled, “Wanna try something different?” I nod my head and face away from him. He held his thick cock for me as I lowered myself on to him. I shivered once he entered me. I leaned back against my husband and start bouncing up and down.

“Oh baby yes.” I could hear my ass slapping his body as I moved up and down. I began to get use to the feeling and started to go faster.

“Yeah baby, oh yeah. You are perfect. I love your tight little pussy on me. Ooh baby don’t stop.” he groans moving his fingers to my clit. He rubbed it as I bounced up and down on him. I could feel the warmth consume me and I kept going faster, making him go deeper into me.

“Oh, oh, oh.” I kept moving and found myself climaxing on my husband. I closed my eyes and cummed out on him. I could feel him start to thrust into me as best he could. “Oh yes baby.” It wasn’t too long before I felt his hot love explode into me. It took everything I had not to scream out his name from pleasure.

I finally stopped, but didn’t move him out of me. “You are dirty.” My husband breathed out. I gave a weary grin.

Just then there was a knock on the door, “Sir your three o’clock client is here.”

We just laughed and I moved off of him. “Let’s do this again.” I giggled getting dressed.

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Living Room Lovin’ – Opening Up to Sex

Living Room Lovin’ – Opening Up to Sex

I’d just put our little girl down for nap.  I saw Kelly hanging out on the couch in the living room as I came down the stairs.  I was thankful to have some peace and quiet with him for a little while.  I laugh as I write this, because I really should’ve known, but babies are exhausting!

“She go down okay?” he asked as I sat down next to him.  He was finishing up his green fruit smoothie for his “breakfast,” even though it was three o’clock in the afternoon.  He sleeps most of the day because he works the graveyard shift as a security guard.

“Yeah, I think so, time will tell,” I replied, relaxing back onto the couch.  My voice was quiet and dull, expressing how worn out I felt.   Our daughter is not what you would call a good sleeper.  Even at 14 months, she rarely sleeps through the night, and both naptime and bedtime are usually met with a struggle to some degree.  We think she’s too afraid of missing something.  I reiterate: exhausting.

Kelly and I shared some small talk as he continued to wake up from his 7 hours of sleep.  I could smell his deodorant, its musky, manly scent made stronger from the freshness of the shower he took 30 minutes earlier.  I love that scent, and the smell of him.  It always draws me to him.

“Well, she seems quiet,” he said.  He slid off the couch, kneeled to the floor in front of me and moved himself in between my legs, pulling me close to him.  “How are YOU feeling, baby?”

I took a deep breath. “Tired.  But I’m okay,” I said, putting a hand to his cheek.  He leaned in, drawing himself closer to me, and gave me a slow sweet kiss.  His mouth was so warm on mine, his lips so smooth and sweet.

“I can make you feel better if you’d like,” he said, smiling at his innuendo.

I smiled at him.  His warm torso was nestled up against my womanhood.  His hands were massaging my thighs.  It felt good, but my normal instinct was to resist any arousal and let my fatigue win out.  But I’d only begun turning this all around, and I really didn’t want to fail.  I really want to be closer to my husband this way.  It will only take extra energy if you fight the urge to enjoy this, I told myself.  I took yet another deep breath, trying to dissipate my stress and exhaustion, trying to focus on this moment and allowing myself to surrender to the hesitant tingling I felt inside of me. Opening up to sex.

“You’re already making me feel better,” I told him sweetly.  “But what did you have in mind?”  I smiled shyly at him again.

“Oh I think you know the answer to that,” he said.  His deep quiet voice was filled with confidence and even a little cockiness.  He wasn’t buying my timid demeanor.  Still on his knees , he straightened his posture, grabbed my legs, and pulled my body to him so that his groin was between my legs now instead of his torso.  This laid me even further back on the couch, and my ass was right on the edge of the cushion.  I could feel his rock hard erection through our clothes.  He started to slowly grind himself against me.

“Mmmm.”  The purr escaped from my throat before I even realized it.  It’s amazing how much my body enjoys these feelings when I let my mind clear and my body take over.

“Do you want to go upstairs to the bedroom, baby?”  He asked me, his voice low and rumbly.

I knew what I wanted and how I wanted to tell him, but the whole “dirty talk” thing has always made me feel a bit embarrassed and shy.  But this is something I really want to work on.  I know I’ll feel sexier if I can get good at it.

“You can do me right here if you want to,” I said nervously, looking him in the eyes.  Most people wouldn’t call that dirty talk, but it was enough for me that it took some courage to say it.

I saw the lust flash through his eyes as a smile came over his handsome face.  My point blank, sexy invitation had him excited.  Suddenly I felt a little braver.

He didn’t say another word.  He stood up quickly, went to the windows and drew the curtains closed.  The living room became a dim rose color from the afternoon sun still pushing light through the curtain fabric.  Kneeling back down in front of me, he pulled me up to sitting on the edge of the couch and pulled my tank top up over my head as I Iifted my arms for him.  Reaching around to my back, he quickly unhooked my bra, trailing his hands over my breasts as he removed it.  Then, leaning me back onto the couch again, he unbuttoned my jeans, grabbed them at my ankles, and pulled them off in one motion.  He was between my legs again before I even realized his own shirt was off.  He began kissing my collarbone all the way down my chest and tummy, stopping to lick and tickle my nipples.  The tingling I’d been feeling morphed into lightning bolts of pleasure, and my pussy started to feel hot and moist.

“Oooh, baby, oh that feels so good,”  I said, my voice raspy with air and desire.

“Good,” he said deeply.

“Mmm, more,” I pleaded quietly.  “More, now.”

He stood up abruptly and dropped his boxers to the floor, his huge erect penis springing free.  It was so hot and hard.  He leaned over me, kissed me hard, and slid the panties off of my hips.  When he returned to the floor on his knees again, he rubbed the tip of his smooth cock into the entrance of my vagina, spreading the lips apart and finding my warm wetness.

“Ohhh, yeah,” he growled.

“Um hmm,” I hummed, wanting him to bury his hot dick deep inside of me.

He knew what I wanted.  He began to push his awesome penis into my pussy, one inch at a time, one thrust at a time.  With each one, I felt his heat spreading further and further into my core.  It was intoxicating, and I couldn’t get enough.  He grabbed a hold of my hips, pushing and pulling me back and forth onto his thick cock as I arched myself back into the couch for resistance.

“Oh, babyyy, cumming, oh, ohhhh, OHH!” I whispered my screams of pleasure as the orgasm overtook me.  He thrusted harder and faster, pulled my body on and off of his cock harder and faster.  My body shook and jolted with shockwaves of sweet hunger and hot passion.

Kelly pulled out of me as I recovered, stood up, and aggressively pulled me to my feet up against his sweating body.  He wrapped me in an urgent kiss, his tongue tasting and exploring mine, as I tried to catch my breath.  When he broke the kiss, he sat down on the couch where I had been, his penis still long and hard, pointing up to his torso.

“Ride me, baby.”  His voice was husky and filled with want.  I straddled his lap and sank down onto his cock completely.  It filled my still pulsing cunt.  He moaned deeply.  I began to pump his penis up and down, enjoying every sensation.  I leaned down to his lips, and we kissed hungrily and passionately as I grinded my body into his.  My only goal now was to bring him fantastic pleasure.  I wanted to feel him explode in me.

“Turn around, babe, I gotta see that ass,” he said.  I followed his command, spun myself around and continued to ride him hard as he massaged my rump.  I arched back toward him, feeling his cock hitting all my sensitive spots inside.  He wrapped his arms around to my front, and he started tickling my nipples with his fingertips.  I inhaled sharply, loving the multiple hot stimulations I was feeling through my entire body.  He licked his fingers and continued to rub my nipples in little circles, over and over again.

“Oh, baby, you’re making me cum again, oh, AHH!”  I quietly cried out.  Unbelievable sex coursed through me.

“Oh yeah, yeah baby, get it,” he said, his voice thick with lust. “Work it baby, get me off.”

I pumped him harder as I writhed with pleasure, rotating my hips and rocking my pelvis.

“Oh, God, yeah, baby, yeahhhh…ARGH!” He bucked wildly underneath me, his cock pulsing inside me as his orgasm exploded.

We humped and bucked and rocked until we were completely spent.  I collapsed backward onto his chest, not able to hold myself up any longer.

After our breaths slowed and our bodies relaxed, he kissed the side of my neck and quietly said into my ear, “It doesn’t bother you when I ask you to face away from me, does it?”

“Nuh uh,” I said, my voice breathy with tired, contented pleasure.  “It’s hot, and it feels so good.  And I know how much you love my ass.”

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me from behind. “You can say that again.”

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