Lady Rock ‘n’ Roller

In 1985, I used to put on musical performances with a few of my girlfriends. On one song, I’d play guitar as well as sing. Afterward one such show, my husband and I were backstage. He kissed me and told me how amazing I was. He said the way I played my guitar excited him. That gave me an idea for later!

Back home, I put on a sexy corset bra and lingerie panties. I had my guitar on my lap, playing it a little, and when my husband came in the bedroom. The look on his face was priceless!

My guitar had barely come off when practically jumped me! After a few moments of passion, orgasmic sparks flew to form fireworks before we fell asleep for a few hours.

I woke up during the night and looked at our clock: 4:35am. Yet, I couldn’t go back to sleep. I could hear my husband rolling over towards me. He put his arm around me, so I turned around to hug him back.

“Can’t sleep either?” he asked.

“Apparently not,” I responded. I was a little surprised that he, too, should be wide awake at this hour.

“I thought you were so sexy when you played your guitar on stage. But when you played it wearing your bra and panties, my gosh! Now, everytime I see you play I’ll think of this night.” My husband caressed my hair then kissed my forehead. Prompting me to rest my head against his chest, he gently kissed my head again and stroked me.

We pillow talked a little longer, nuzzling and kissing between words. I brushed his back with my fingertips while kissing his chest and collar-bone. After gliding down my cheek, the back of his fingers slid along my back. What started out as gentle and sweet, started to get passionate. One thing lead to another, and we got ready to have sex again.

I rolled on my back, getting a good look at his sexy body as his hardness entered my wetness again. My hands explored his back and he shuddered slightly as he thrust. I caressed him as we shared beautiful, erotic kisses.

It didn’t take long for me to climax again. He thrust a little harder as I clutched him while tilting my head back in abandon. My husband gently felt my breast and kissed my chin area while I moaned softly in orgasmic bliss.

He was still fondling my breast as he came close to the edge. Then he jerked inside me, grunting loudly. Once our orgasms faded, my husband kissed my neck then rested his head on my shoulder, as exhausted and sweaty as I was.

It was good that we made love again. We fell back to sleep immediately!

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  1. CrazyHappyLoved says:

    When I was a teen, I wanted to be a rockstar. Too bad all I knew how to play was the flute! Lol. I hope I at least rock my hubby's world like you do, Mrs. Thornton.

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