Desire

As I sleep, I roll over and snuggle against her. My hand lands on her and slides down her form to her hip then back up to her shoulder. It then rounds her breast, coming to rest cupping it. I feel the first stirrings of desire. Snuggled against her butt, my erection grows. I enjoy wanting her and often say that our lovemaking is not about a destination, but the journey. I like to be turned on and kept that way while not being allowed to cum.

As my alarm goes off, I awake with my typical morning wood. I reach down and feel how thick and hard it is today. Then I snuggle up to my wife for a few minutes before getting up, enjoying the way my erection feels pressed against her ass. Eventually, I put on my exercise clothes and get on the treadmill.

After a few minutes, I start to hear noises coming from the bed, I glance over and see that she is showing off her breasts, rubbing them and pinching her nipples while moaning. She wants my attention and she’s gotten it. I feel the pressure start to build.

She gets out of bed, and struts nude to the bathroom. I am entranced as she grabs her breasts while walking by, then smacks her ass while shaking it at me. By this time, I am hard again, and she slips into the bathroom, leaving me hot and sweaty without pleasure.

I keep going on the treadmill, thinking of her—how good her body felt this morning, how it looked as she showed off in bed. She opens the bathroom door, her hourglass form framed in the doorway, and beckons me to join her in the shower. That is an invitation that I cannot turn down.

We get in, and she presses her wet body against me, caressing me and kissing me hard. I feel her moist tongue penetrate my mouth. We kiss, touch, and tease each other in the shower.

She puts one leg up on the ledge and grabs my throbbing hard member, moving it to her labia then lowering herself onto me. I slide in easily and moan. Then she kisses me and says, “This is only a taste,” before breaking the connection.

I want her so badly.

She puts some conditioner on her hair and rubs some on my cock, then turns around and slides her sexy ass against my slick shaft. As she rinses, she moves her backside up and down and side to side as if dancing. I doubt I can take it anymore, but she keeps going. By some miracle, I don’t cum all over her back. She turns to me and grabs me, saying, “Time’s up,” then shuts off the water. She hands me a towel and wraps up in hers.

We go into the bedroom, and I kiss her and gently lead her to lie on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge. I kneel down between her knees with my face right at her soft sexy mound. I gently kiss her lips and pull them apart with my hands, while I lick from bottom to top, stopping at her clitoris. She tastes so good. I go back down and tongue inside her, savoring as much of her as I can. After satiating my appetite, I go back to the clit and suck hard.

She arches her back and moans loudly. She then grabs my hair and pulls me up to kiss her. “You’re going to be late for work.”

“I don’t want to go to work today,” I respond.

“Good, then don’t.”

But I have a big presentation that I can’t miss, so I get up and get dressed. Slacks, shirt, tie.

“Mmm, you look amazing,” she says. “Take these for luck.” She slips something in my pocket.

I reach in and pull out a silky thong. “Oh, are you going to wear this for me tonight?” I inquire.

“Won’t it be fun to find out?” Her words toy with me as she slips on a tight pair of yoga pants to go to the gym.

I get in the car and head to the office. As I listen to the radio, I realize that she didn’t have any panties on when she put on the yoga pants. I think of her exercising—how she gets on the elliptical and goes, her labia rubbing together and arousing her. Sometimes she moans a little and has to stifle cries of pleasure.

I feel my cock restricted by my pants. I love to fantasize about her, to imagine her on the bed, legs spread eagle, rubbing herself. The pressure builds in my groin. As I go through my day, I keep finding her thong in my pocket and thinking of her.

My phone pings; it’s a Snapchat.

“I had a good workout,” captions a picture of her in her sports bra and yoga pants.

“Oh, looks like I made a mess,” she imprints on a picture of her yoga pants, white strings on the inside.

“Want a taste?” as I see a picture of her fingers with thick white juices on them, one stringer connecting them.

I am so turned on now. I stop working on my computer and close my eyes, imagining her taste. I send back the message, “I ache for you. I have to have you.”

She is in my head. Everything reminds me of her. I’m afraid to leave my desk because of my obvious erection, but I love this game. I can hardly wait for the release when I get to be with her. I feel the warmth of my semi-erect penis against my thigh, and it only turns me on more.

Later in the day, a coworker offers me two tickets to an event that evening. I text her to ask, “Want to get dressed up and go to a play tonight?”

“YES! What should I wear?”

“Something sexy. Be ready at 5:00 when I get home.”

Finally, I’m able to leave, and I rush home to pick her up. When I get there, nobody is around. I make my way to our bathroom and find her applying the last of her makeup. She is beautiful, bent over toward the mirror in a tight black dress. Her ass sticks out at me. I grab her hips and pull her against me.

She turns around in my arms and kisses me. “Still got your lucky charm?” she asks. She pulls the thong out of my pocket before stepping into it and pulling it up. We kiss again, our mouths pressing hard against each other.

“Give me a minute to finish getting ready,” she says as she pushes me out the door and closes it. I can feel the blood rushing to my thick, hard member. Then the door opens, and she strolls out of the bathroom. Her dress hugs tightly against her curves.

“I need you,” I exclaim.

“I know.” She smiles. “Now come on, so we aren’t late,” she says as she leads me to the car. I open the door for her, and she sits in the seat, pulling her legs in the car one at a time to flash me an up-skirt. I see my lucky thong hugging her beautiful mound. I close her door and climb into the driver’s seat, put the car in gear, and we are off.

She reaches over and caresses my thigh, then runs her hand up to my crotch. Unzipping my slacks, she pulls out my shaft and rubs my precum around the head. Then she leans over and sucks me. I moan as she bobs up and down on my shaft. A shot of precum fills her mouth as she sucks hard.

“That’s tasty,” she says as her face comes off of me. “I’ll have to finish this later.”

When she sits up, she grabs my hand and puts in on her exposed thigh. I rub the soft skin, enjoying the feel. My hand then slides up her skirt, finds the little triangle of the thong, and rubs around. I discover a small hard spot and realize that she has put in her Ben Wa Balls. I love how wet her pussy gets when she has those in.

“Those panties are going to be soaking by the end of the night,” I tease.

“Maybe, maybe not; we will see,” she says as I park the car.

We get to the show, a fun musical with singing and dancing, but all I can pay attention to is her. She has me wrap my arm around her shoulder. When I touch her thigh with the other hand, and she swats it away.

I return to watching the performance, saddened by the rebuke. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her pull her dress all the way up her thigh. I can’t tell in the dark what she is doing but am excited by the flash of her upper leg.

She then bends down and picks something up off the floor. When she tucks a small piece of fabric in my hand, I realize that she has removed her panties in a crowded theater.

I feel a jolt of excitement run through me, and I am instantly turned on. I reach my hand over and run it up her inner thigh to touch her labia. I can’t believe she did that. Then she lifts her finger under my nose, and I can smell her scent.

The play can’t get over quick enough for me now. All I want to do is get her home now. The performance ends, and we head back to the house and go directly to our room to make love.

My balls are aching by this point. I am hard and can’t wait to be inside her, to feel that sweet release as I explode, but first I want to make her scream with pleasure.

I take her to the bedroom bench and let her sit down, then kneel down in front of her. I kiss my way up her thighs and stop at her fragrant sex. The string from the Ben Wa balls is sticking out. I tug on them, but they don’t budge, she is holding them back. I pull harder, and feel them pop loose; they emerge from her vagina one at a time, and I catch them in my mouth, sucking the creamy goodness off of each one.

She stands up and pulls me to my feet. Unbuttoning my shirt slowly, she kisses my chest and runs her fingers through the hair on it. Her lips work their way down my chest as each button exposes more of me, then stops at my waist to undo my belt and remove my pants. She then rises and kisses me on the mouth while dropping my pants on the floor and pushing me onto the bench. She straddles me and rubs her creamy pussy on my hardness as we kiss. Grabbing the hem of her dress, she pulls it off in one quick movement.

I bury my face in her cleavage while I reach around and unhook her bra. Then I kiss her tits, finishing on a nipple that I suck hard.
I stand up, taking her with me, and walk us to the bed where I lie on top of her. We kiss passionately and roll around until we are side by side. I slide her onto her back and kiss my way down her body, neck, shoulders, breasts, and ribs to her hip. I then kiss down the crease of her leg from her hip to her mound.

With our heads now at each other’s genitals, we are both excited to please the other. I start to lick her labia as she wraps her lips around the head of my cock. I focus on pleasuring her and try to block out the pleasure that I am getting as she expertly works my cock. As I lick and suck her clit, I slide a finger into her pussy, spreading the thick creaminess all around her mound. I spread some on her ass as well, as I tease the rim to arouse her.

She moans around my dick as she tries to suck it but loses her rhythm as she approaches her orgasm. I am rewarded with an “Mmmm…” as I slide two fingers inside her, and touch her g spot, then start to push them up and down.

“I want us to cum together,” she says as she twists around and jumps on top of me, sliding me inside her with practiced ease. Her body goes rigid as her climax nears. I wrap my lips around her nipple and suck hard as she shudders and her whole body spasms.

“AAAAHHH!”

“MMMMmmm.”

Her vocabulary diminishes as she loses control, and I feel the pressure in my groin give way as I start to fill her with my cum. She moans while I grunt and call out, our bodies one, experiencing the height of physical pleasure.

“I love you,” she whispers to me as I fill with bliss. I feel so connected to her. She is my whole world. I love to desire her and love how she helps stoke that flame inside of me.