My Dream Wife

My throbbing penis demanded attention.

I had been thinking of my wife, wishing she were here on this business trip. But this time, she couldn’t work it out. So I had to content myself with masturbation and fantasies of her to take care of my need.

Once I closed the door to my motel room, the clothes fell off quickly. So good to be free of my suit and tie! Naked, I lay on the bed. My manhood bounced with the beat of my heart. One small touch on the front of it caused a cascade of pleasure to roll across my body. My cock immediately hardened even more. I pressed my thumb on the back of my dick while I moved the taut skin in a small circle with my fingers. A renewed sense of intense energy emanated from my groin.

I closed my eyes, so I could focus on my wife and my feelings. Like a dream, she appeared before my mind’s eye. Fully naked, luscious breasts, a slightly rounded stomach diving to her juicy pussy. Topping it off is a triangle of trimmed hair. Her hands reached down and moved her finger around her labia until she hit her clit. Then she threw her head back and moaned as her own pleasure shot through her nerves.

Seeing her enjoying herself, I noticed my own growing orgasm gaining strength. I pumped up and down while moving my fingers in a circle. My dick responded with pulses of tingling energy coursing over my body. It was like waves crashing upon my nerves, rolling back and forth, up and down. I loved it when my dick was this sensitive.

Then my dream wife walked toward me, with a big grin on her lips. She placed her hands on my manhood, admiring it as it towered above my pelvis, its head a deep purple. She caressed it. Renewed waves of pleasure shot from the tip of my penis, down the shaft, and spread out over my body, tingling my toes. I bucked under her touch, pushing my dick higher. She responded by wrapping her lips around the shaft and sucking it in.

“Ohhhhhhh!” I felt my muscles vibrating. I knew at any moment I would have my release. My wife’s image continued to suck down my shaft until her mouth reached my tight balls. Then she pulled upward, still keeping suction on my dick. Once she reached the head, she would plunge back down, swallowing my dick again. Over and over she rose and dived. Each time my orgasmic energy would reach a new peak until I thought I would explode. The sight of her lips on my dick, moving up and down, sent me over the top.

I slowed my movements as I approached the point of no return. I held it there, enjoying the intense pleasure of the peak. Precum started dribbling out of my dick. I stood on the edge of the waterfall, as orgasmic energy crashed down the cliff. I spread my arms, then jumped off the edge. The intensity reached an impossible high. I felt as if I would pass out if it continued. My knees grew weak, and my body shook uncontrollably. This would be one for the records.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!” An explosive shot of cum erupted from my shaft as I soaked in the pleasure of the moment. It sailed through the air and hit my face. Rope after rope of my white cream cascaded across my chest and stomach. The intensity of the orgasm slowly shifted into an intense buzz of energy vibrating through my nerves. I relaxed into it, enjoying all the wonderful feelings of this beautiful trip with my dream wife.

I smiled as I imagined her licking up the cum from my stomach and chest until she ended up at my face. Hungrily, she licked the last cum from my cheeks. She found my mouth, sharing her reward. I lay there, enjoying the time with my imaginary girl that in reality had said “yes” to me so long ago.

Finally, I rose, cleaned myself up, and prepared for bed. Contentment reigned in my soul, knowing I would carry the memory of this time with me for many years.

The phone rang and I answered it. “Hi, Sweetie.”

“You’re not asleep?” She responded.

I laughed. “If I was, I wouldn’t be now.”

She sighed. “I’m sorry. It’s just that I was thinking of you. And you wouldn’t believe the thoughts I had while I got off.”

I smiled. “Oh, I think I can believe it, very well indeed. Because I just had the same thoughts.”

“Really?”

“Yep. And you gave me one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. Thank you.”

She remained silent for a few seconds. Then she said, “Tell me about it.”

“Well, it started when I needed a release. So once I came to my room, I stripped my clothes off and lay on the bed, my dick already hard.”

She moaned, obviously massaging her clit or using one of her sex toys. That she could give me such a great orgasm totally through my mind amazed me. I smiled, appreciating that I could now return the favor.

I continued my story, “I touched my throbbing penis, and it responded with the thrill of arousal racing over my body. . . .”

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8 replies
  1. PacMan says:

    Mmmm…. I’ve had many a masturbation session thinking about my “dream wife.” I do wish the story didn’t end there…wanted to hear about her second orgasm! 😉

  2. hornyGG says:

    Great story Maxloving! My husband Ben used to travel alot for his job and do this exact thing. I loved when he would tell me what naughty thoughts he had while beating his meat. Many times he would call and we would have hot phone sex. Get wet just thinking about it!
    Thanks for sharing and stay horny!
    PS: Very Hot photo MH!

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