Before the Alarm

Brian and I volunteer at a local charity on Saturdays. We have great experiences helping contribute to all the good the organization does. And it’s really nice that our work doesn’t start until 9:00 AM. Since it only takes about ten minutes to drive there from home, we can set the alarm for a lot later than our usual weekday schedules allow. It’s so nice to have a little extra time in the morning.

But last Saturday, for some reason, I woke up before the alarm sounded. Like many women, I suppose, my mind was quickly occupied with lots and lots of thoughts. I tried to quiet my mind and fall back to sleep, but it was useless. Then I glanced over at Brian, still sleeping soundly. I took notice of his handsome features: Tan skin from various outdoor summer activities. The shadow of his morning stubble outlining his jaw. The muscles of his arms and chest, reminding me of his hugs and the strength of his protection. Now I had something much more pleasant to think about!

The top of the sheet was just below his waist. I could see the outline of his wonderful cock laying on his abdomen as the sheet gracefully draped over it. His length and thickness could not be obscured by the cotton fabric clinging to it. My mind raced back to the wonderful night we just had. There was a feeling of completeness, of satisfaction, as he filled me with his magnificent organ.

As I gazed at him, I realized again how blessed I was to have this kind and caring man as my loving husband. I found my hands gently moving over my stomach and ribs. Soon they found their way to my breasts. My fingers were sensing the smoothness of my skin, my touch noticing the pillowy softness that it covered.

My breasts responded to my kneading fingers, warmth accumulating at their peaks. Even before I touched them, I sensed that my nipples were getting harder. A brief brush with my fingertips confirmed that they were delightfully sensitive and made them harder still. As they swelled, pointing at the ceiling, the darkening tissue drew tight, resisting the strumming of my fingers across them. Gentle rolling each of them between my thumb and middle finger, along with some light tugs, excited them still more. Oh, I wish I could feel the wet heat of Brian’s mouth on them right now. The way he flicks them with his tongue and sucks them into his mouth. If I could only see them glisten from his licks.

The effect of my nipple play and thoughts of Brian was spreading. My hands glided down my ribs and stomach again. They moved slowly over my hips to rest on the sensitive tissue of my inner thighs. Soft strokes gradually moved closer and closer to the delicate valley that defines the edges of my mound. Moving in unison, my fingers finally reached the smooth skin of my outer lips. Tracing my fingertips up and down, over and over, brought more and more warmth as they swelled from the attention.

If only my fingers were Brian’s tongue stroking along the bare skin of my engorged lips. If only I could feel the warmth of his breath as his mouth works the magic it always does.

My fingers approached the slit between my lips and separated them gently. The middle finger of one hand explored the gentle folds within. My moisture made my finger slip ever so smoothly up and down the pink valley between my darker inner lips. Softly, stroke after stroke after stroke, I could feel the warmth build.

My finger touched my entrance. It made small circles along the very delicate tissue that sheltered that special place for Brian’s cock. My body responded to this heightened pleasure. My back arched, thrusting my mound upward.

My clit was practically begging for attention. The middle finger of my other hand found its way to the sides of my clit. It began stroking. Several strokes on one side and then several on the other. More heat was building inside. My legs were pushing against the bed to elevate my mound still more. My fingers started to rub my clit from side to side, only stopping to resume the stroking.

It was so hard suppressing my moans. I thought of the way Brian touches me, the way his mouth feels there, the way his tongue traces and flicks all the right spots. My fingers were rubbing harder and faster now.

Don’t stop. That’s it. Right there! Oh, I was getting closer and closer. Holding in my moans, my screams, was almost impossible.

Oh!

Oh!!

Oh!!!

Then the sensation I’d been anxious for. The signal that my orgasm would happen. That I would cum! Now!!!

Ooooohhhh!

The first contraction signaled the arrival of the next, and the next, and the next. Each one stronger than the last. How I wanted to scream out my pleasure, my ecstasy, but I managed to stifle my noises. My attempts to suppress the quivering of my legs and the lurching of my whole body was less successful. I tightened my legs, holding them straight, but the spasms couldn’t be entirely contained. My clit and whole pussy thrust forward and then retracted, only to thrust up again.

Eventually, the last, lingering contraction and pleasure wave faded. I was left to enjoy the warm afterglow. My hands cupped my pussy, containing my pleasure, not letting it escape. Every nerve ending of my body tingling with the effervescence of post-orgasm bliss.

Then I heard a sound and felt the bed move a bit. I turned to see Brian’s smile.

“Good?” was his single word question.

“Very!” was my single word answer.

“I love watching you cum!” he said, in his most tender voice.

“The only thing better is cumming with you inside me.”

“I can help with that!” he responded.

The sheets were now pushed to the foot of the bed. I reached over and wrapped my fingers around his very hard cock.

“I want you inside me!” I said. I threw my leg over him so that I was straddling his hips. After a few kisses, I slid down a little until I felt the tip of his cock touch my wet entrance. Brian and I are just made for each other. We rarely have to guide our union. We fit together perfectly.

I slid down a little more. My entrance strained to accommodate his engorged cockhead. My lips closed around his shaft just below his glans, capturing him inside.

What an amazing sensation to be one with my husband!

A little more movement and I suddenly jerked and caught my breath as the tip of his cock hit my G-spot. I paused for a moment, but I really needed to feel the fullness of Brian deep inside. I moved lower still. Inch by inch he expanded my vagina to sheathe his magnificent girth. Oh! The delight of my clit against his pubic bone, his cock so deep inside.

I raised myself up on my arms and pushed myself harder against him. My movement drove Brian’s cock deeper inside me. Then I felt the special sensation of his cockhead hitting my deep spot. I rolled my hips to ensure the connection. Brian’s swollen tip probed against my deepest pleasure point.

“Oooohhhh! Right there! That’s my spot!”

My motions became more focused, centered on the stimulation that was building. Brian’s face showed that he was fixated on my pleasure too. His hands were on my hips, not to control my movement but to add to our connection. Our shared ecstasy was approaching.

“Oooohhhh.” “Oooohhhh!” “Oooohhhh!!” I repeated as the buildup continued. Harder, faster. Then Brian touched my clit, rubbing hard like he had seen me do just moments before.

“Cum on my cock!” Brian encouraged.

“Right there!!! I’m cumming! I’M CUMMING!!!” I screamed. My contractions clenched his magnificent organ. My vagina was delighting in the resistance his thick shaft provided my rhythmic embraces. The heat deep inside exploded, not in waves but in a giant surge. It washed over me, through me. Unrelenting, the intense pleasure continued. My body shook from the orgasm emanating from my deepest recesses.

I realized that Brian was supporting me while my orgasm continued, allowing me to relish the moment. Gradually, sensations other than pure bliss reentered my world. I looked at Brain and saw his smile.

“Good?” was his single-word question again.

“Even better!” was my two-word answer. Our gaze at each other’s face communicated more than any other words could.

But I had one more need. “Brian, I want to feel you cum in me!”

“I can help with that!” he responded a second time.

Quickly, he took me in his arms and we rolled together. Effortlessly, I was on my back, Brian on top. I spread my legs and pulled them toward my shoulders so that we remained totally connected. Brian hooked his arms behind my knee. Only his hands and lower legs were touching the bed. His cock was deep in me.

Looking into my eyes, he slowly withdrew until my entrance clung to his swollen cockhead. Then slowly, deliberately, he penetrated me completely again. His thrusting continued, some shallow and faster, some slow and deep. The deep ones recreated that amazing deep sensation I had just experienced.

Brian’s thrusting continued as we looked into each other’s eyes. Then, I sensed that his orgasm was building. His pace quickened as he limited his thrusting to furious short strokes. The tip of his cock was hitting my G-spot perfectly while my tight entrance rubbed his frenulum and the ridge of his cockhead.

“Cum in me! Fill me, Brian!!!” I encouraged.

His frantic thrusting continued. My hands could feel the strength of his quads as he worked towards his release. Faster and faster.

“Cum in me!” I reiterated my need.

Then he drove the entire length of his magnificent rod into my welcoming cavern. As he let out a loud grunt, I felt the jerking of his shaft. Then the incredible sensation of his hot semen pulsing into me. Guttural grunts accompanied each push as more and more cum surged through his throbbing shaft. Harder, deeper, he drove into me!

My body responded, rhythmically squeezing his magnificent organ. Pleasure waves emanated from my vagina while milking all of the cum from Brian’s cock.

Finally, Brian collapsed as we rolled to our sides. My vagina did not relinquish its grip. Oh, the delight of being one! What wonderful satisfaction of cumming on his cock and the joy of feeling his release inside me!

As his breathing started to return to normal, I kissed him softly. “Good?” was now my single word question.

“Amazing!” was his one-word response.

“Thanks, I needed that! I love you!”

Those were the only words I got out before the chimes of the alarm clock interrupted our afterglow! We kissed and again exchanged “I love you’s!” before I needed to reach for the alarm clock. Our Saturday had a wonderful beginning! This was going to be a great day!!

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14 replies
  1. ClimaXX says:

    I have read some good stories.
    I have read some well written stories.
    I have read some very hot stories.
    But this one deserves a Standing Ovation.
    Wow. Hot like Super Dripping Hot.

    • PatientPassion says:

      I second that! What an inspiration, and an excellent portrayal of what an amazing gift from God marriage and sexual intimacy are!

    • New Wife says:

      ClimaXX,

      Thank you so much for your kind words. They are very affirming and encouraging. We'll continue to try to have great experiences and to share them here.

    • Cuddles says:

      Agreed Climaxx!

      Hot hot hot!!!

      Thank you New Wife, you always give us a great story. And such a lot of inspiration and dreaming material while I'm waiting for my man who's on his way.

      Yummmmmmmmm ?

  2. Sultryheat says:

    Mmmm mmm mmmm! Almost every Saturday or Sunday morning starts out like that for us too….including this morning! Still glowing here, since it was just a couple of hours ago. We’re still cuddling on the couch with our coffee, with many flirty kisses and loving touches. Pretty sure we’re headed for round two!
    God has blessed us both, as he has you….we fit perfectly together in so many ways and just can’t seem to get enough of each other.
    Not bad for 27 years of marriage!

    • New Wife says:

      Thanks and so glad you liked my descriptions. But trust me, I don't think human expression can ever adequately do justice to the ecstasy of an amazing female orgasm. I can only attempt to come close.

  3. LilaY69 says:

    So eloquently and erotically well written. Such beautiful, sensual, and sexy descriptive imagery of the beautiful and erotic female body, which is just as beautiful and erotic as female orgasmic pleasure. Most especially erotic and breath taking beauty while reaching and during climax.

    That, combined with the yearning for her husband's tongue… Wow!!!

    Very sexy, New Wife! Please keep her cummin'!

    Looking forward to more from you and your marriage sex life!

    God bless you and your marriage!

    Love ya!

    Lila XOXO ?

    • Horny_boy says:

      Indeed, she has some great writing skills! I'm still oozing thanks to this story! MH is so lucky to have her as sister and member!

      I hope to read some stories from you, Lila, about being eaten out or other fantasies!

  4. Horny_boy says:

    What a hot story, New Wife! Your stories always make me cum so much, and this one wasn't the exception, you sent me over the edge with your squeezing pussy, I've read that the female orgasm is more powerful than male orgasm, and I think girls deserve to have so much pleasure for so many reasons. …

    [From MH: HB, your question is going to be published as a seperate discussion post rather than have the discussion take place here in the story comments.]

    Thank you girl, and please, keep sharing more stories; you are such a blessing for all of us!

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