? Summer Love
My wife looked stunning in a short pink summer dress that showed off her amazing cleavage. I got a quick shower and came out to find her playing with her favorite vibe. Apparently, she had been messing with herself all afternoon but hadn’t let herself cum, so her horniness was off the charts. I could tell she was close to cumming; her hips were bucking and her eyes had that glassy look. Just before she reached the point of no return, she shut off her vibe.
As she caught her breath, she told me that she was expecting a lot of attention from me during our date, and that sex was off-limits until later. She knew that if we had sex right then, I would be satisfied and wouldn’t pursue her in the same way I would if I was still wanting release. Her love language is physical touch, and as she puts it, her love tank needed to be filled. As I got dressed, she told me how engorged her pussy was and that it was burning like it was on fire.
At this point, I want to back up a bit and explain that this horniness was something that hadn’t been happening for a long time. Three kids had taken a toll on my wife’s body. She wasn’t the size 4 girl that I had married, and with stretch marks, added weight, and sagging skin, she was struggling to feel sexy. After many discussions, my wife had finally started believing what I had been saying about her: that it wasn’t how perfect her body was that drove me crazy, but how she used it to seduce me. Maybe the fact that this was the first summer that the kids were finally old enough to be left alone finally allowed us to start living again. And perhaps me quitting my job and taking back control of my life was part of it. And we had been working on our marriage, asking forgiveness for past wrongs and making good on promises to change. That must have affected it as well. All I know is that it felt like we were newlyweds again, and it made for some unforgettable memories. So back to the story…
We got in the car and started driving to the mall. She took my hand and guided it up her dress to her soaking wet pussy; no panties tonight, and I could feel how engorged her lips and clit were! She pulled the front of her dress down, fully exposing her breasts. She lifted one of them toward her mouth and swirled her long tongue around one of her nipples.
I was blown away. My wife usually is so reserved, yet anyone driving around us might be able to see her. It took everything in me to keep my eyes on the road. My cock was straining to free itself from my jeans.
She didn’t stop there; she pulled her vibrator out of her purse, then scooted forward and spread her legs as she leaned her seat back. She pulled her dress up, exposing her pussy, then slid the vibe between her slick pussy lips with one hand while pulling and twisting one of her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Her hips began to buck, and she softly moaned.
It rarely ever happens, but I became so aroused that I started breathing hard and could hear the blood rushing in my ears.
She looked over at me and licked her lips, then grinned at me as she slowly slid the vibe out and showed me the strings of thick wetness that cling to it.
“I need you to fill me with your cock,” she said raggedly. She slid her fingers into her pussy, covering them with her wetness, then brought them to my lips and let me suck them clean. The smell of her womanhood was overwhelming.
She massaged my erection through my jeans and then unzipped me and released my cock from its prison. She slid her fingers into her pussy again and spread her lubrication on my cock. Then she slid her hand up and down my shaft. Every now and then, it glided across the top to pick up my pre-cum.
I was breathing hard and groaning in pleasure.
“Does my man want to fuck me?” she said. Before I could answer, she bent over and started sucking my cock, sliding her lips up and down my shaft. I’m sure if she had continued for another minute or two, I would have exploded in her mouth, but we turned into the mall parking lot, and she quickly sat up and readjusted her dress.
Once we parked, it took me a few minutes to go down enough to get my junk zipped back up. We headed into the mall, and of course, my hands were all over my wife every chance they got. The dress was made of some thin, stretchy material, so it left little to my imagination. Every now and then, we would duck into a store, and while she was shopping, I would slip my hand down the dress to her legs, then back up under the skirt to cup her ass or lightly pet the inside of her thighs.
Romance and me needing her are crucial to her sex drive, and all of that touching was driving her crazy. She was loving the attention.
Eventually, she found some dresses to try on. I slipped into the dressing room with her, and she pulled off her dress. It was apparent that all of the touching and attention had left her literally dripping wet. We locked lips and tongues, and I fingered her slick, swollen pussy, then brought my lips to her breasts and swirled my tongue and sucked her areolas.
She sighed deeply as she bucked her hips against my fingers. She was really enjoying all of the attention. She tried on the first dress, made of a super-thin material that made her braless nipples easy to notice. The shoulderless shift came to just under her ass cheeks. Though it’s blousiness obscured most of her figure, with her nipples showing and it’s shortness, she looked stunning. I wrapped my arms around her and cupped her naked ass.
“Can I get it?” she asked. Of course, I said yes! She tried on a few more, but she didn’t like them. Then she put on one made of thin white cotton and lace, so sheer that it might as well have been lingerie. I could see her bare pink breasts and areolas through it, and as she turned around to show off, her pink ass as well. After a 180, she bent over, exposing her ass and glistening pussy lips to me, She reached back and slid her fingers up and down, caressing her pussy.
I had been rubbing myself through my jeans, but this was too much. I unzipped, pulled out my cock, and started stroking myself. I stepped closer and grabbed her hip with my left hand while sliding just the tip of my cock up and down inside her slick outer lips. She pushed back against me as I began to buck, shoving me further and further in.
She whispered, “I want you, baby. Let’s get going,” as she pulled forward, making my cock slide out.
Of course, I said yes to that dress as well. We were both getting hungry by then, so I paid for the clothes, and we headed out to the car.
It was now dark outside, and as we walked the car, she whispered, “I don’t think I can make it through dinner. I want to fuck you now in the car.”
Thankfully, our SUV has really dark tinted windows. We had parked pretty far out in the lot, and so we climbed into the backseat and began to kiss and touch each other passionately.
She quickly undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. After pulling my jeans and underwear down, she leaned down and licked my manhood. She swirled her tongue around the head of my penis, then slid her lips up and down it.
I reached behind her and lifted her skirt, then slid my fingers up and down her slick pussy lips until she moaned in ecstasy. My hips were bucking, and I was starting to get that ache in my balls.
She could feel my balls tightening, so she stopped sucking, and we went back to making out. She pushed me back and straddled me, then impaled herself on my cock. We both groaned in pleasure.
I grabbed both of her breasts as she began to slide and grind her pussy on my cock. She increased the pace, which made her ass cheeks start slapping my balls.
Usually, I can hold off and cum after she does, but I was so aroused this time that I couldn’t hold back. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me as I began to cum.
We lay there as I caught my breath. My wife then pulled out her vibrator and leaned back, spreading her legs. Her eyes closed in concentration as she turned on the vibe to its lowest setting then slowly slid it up and down between her outer pussy lips. She let it brush up against her swollen clit, which caused her to moan and buck her hips. Then she slid it inside and allowed the clit stimulator to do its thing. She began to buck harder, and her breathing became more ragged. She turned up the vibe’s intensity, and she began to gasp for air.
“Oh, baby, I’m about to cum,” she announced as she threw her head back. I could see her legs quivering as she tensed up and then heard the “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Oooooooooh, Ooooooh, ooooh, oooh, ooh, oh,” as she tensed and released her body again and again.
I love watching her ride the waves of pleasure that grip her body. Her legs and head fell back to her seat as she slowly regained her breath. Even though I had already cum, the sight of her orgasm had my cock standing at attention.
“Oh, fuck, that was good!” she said as she opened her eyes.
When she had caught her breath, she pushed the vibe back inside her at an even higher intensity. Her eyes were already rolling back in pleasure, and she begged me to pinch her nipples. Once she has had her first O, the next one usually comes quickly. It wasn’t even 30 seconds before her hips began to buck wildly, and she came a second time, moaning and jerking with her eyes rolled back in her head. She pulled out the vibe and leaned her head on my chest as she caught her breath a second time.
“Damn, that was hot,” I said.
She said, “Those were solid 10 out of 10’s! But I think I want one more.”
She started back at it again, spreading her legs as wide as they would go. With her hand, she spread her lips and pulled them up towards her belly button, stretching them tight. After having two really intense orgasms, she was going to have to work for the third one.
Her eyes closed as she started to rotate her hips forward and backward, grinding her clit against the vibe. I could see the pleasure in her face as she slowly allowed her movements to build to a final crescendo. Her hips and ass tightened as she finally reached the edge. Breathing in gasps, she groaned loudly. Her whole body tensed and then released wildly as she rode the waves of her final orgasm. When it finally subsided, she went limp and collapsed breathless into my arms.
I was so hard at that point, I’m pretty sure I could have cum again, but we were running out of time to get something to eat, and we were both starved.
I got cleaned up and got out of the Tahoe to finish tucking in my shirt and buckling my belt. My back was to the car, but when I turned around, I could see that she had changed into the dress that showed off her nipples. I took her on my arm, and we walked to the restaurant.
She was nervous. “Do you think anyone will notice?”
I assured her that even if they did, I didn’t care; it was so hot! A couple of drinks helped calm her nerves. Our waiter was especially attentive that night, as you can imagine.




Great story! So glad God brought the two of you together. There are many of us who aren't quite the size we were walking down the isle. This is another great example that it isn't a dress size that makes someone sexy. Having the confidence (maybe just be horny enough not to care) to play around in public and tease you is a blessing to you. I pray that my wife too will find the confidence your wife has some day.
Nice story. I love the summertime.
I 100% agree with the accuracy of your comments to your wife, at her concerns for her less than perfect body… Sex is sooo much more than a perfect sexy body. It is a combination of love, alluring seductiveness, passionate desire on her part, and her being confident in her man's love and perspective of her. As she believes she is hot, trusts his evaluation of her, and let's her hotness loose, the woman with the most perfect body can't match his hot wife right in front of him. I may never understand how this all works, but I know from experience that a perfect body is no prerequisite to hot sex with our spouse… Yeah!
Keep on encouraging her to believe in her hotness and you guys are going to have amazing sexual adventures. The one you described was intense in its stimulation value…whew!
Wonderful story. My husband and I are in the same lull right now. This story just gave me hope. Now to take him shopping with me.
Goofy girl, did you ever take him shopping?