The Dancer (L)

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You have some work to finish up after dinner, but that’s all right. It’s not often this happens, and I’m happy to sit quietly and read a few MH stories while I keep you company. It has the unfortunate effect of getting me quite turned on, but I know you need to get this project done tonight. You’re looking awfully good today – so close, yet just out of reach. I can’t in good conscience distract you right now. Eventually, I can’t take it anymore; I give you a quick kiss and head to the bedroom on my own.

I put in my earbuds so as not to disturb you and start up my playlist of sexy songs. It’s hard not to move to the beat, and I find myself dancing as I change out of my clothes. My hips swivel as I put my hair up; my hands slide along my legs as I remove my jeans. I pretend that I’m giving you a striptease, laughing at some of my own moves while filing others away for future reference.

Suddenly I notice a bit of movement through the door that I left slightly ajar, and I catch a glimpse of you watching from the hallway. Feigning oblivion, I begin to play up my movements to give you a show. I run my hands over my breasts, unhooking my bra but turning away before you have a chance to see anything. For a moment, before I turn back towards your line of vision, I twist my nipples and simply enjoy the sensation, the attention, and the music.

There’s no discreet way to see if you’re still watching from where I’m standing now, but I don’t have to look to know you’re enjoying this impromptu performance. Now wearing nothing but my favorite thong, I make sure to bend over at just the right angle to give you an eyeful as I gather my clothes off the floor.

Are you going to come join me, or are you just going to watch today? You’re still hiding in the shadows, but I don’t know how much longer you’ll be content to leave me alone.

I lay on the bed and lift my hips to remove my panties. As I begin to circle my clit, I close my eyes, losing myself in the moment. I slide a finger inside, ready to feel you, my dear husband, filling me up. I play with myself for a few minutes, gradually working my way closer to the edge.

When I open my eyes, you’re standing over me. You’ve already stripped while I was otherwise occupied, and you’re casually stroking your cock as it stands at attention.

“I need you to fuck me.”

You laugh. “Oh really? I never would have guessed.”

“I’m not joking!” I mutter. “Please fuck me now.”

You play at my outer lips with the head of your cock, driving me crazy with desire. I pull you down onto me and swirl my tongue around yours. I know you want the same thing I do, but my begging only encourages you to take even longer.

Finally, I can’t take it anymore.

“If you’re not gonna put that cock inside me, I guess I’ll have to do it myself!” I scoot out from under you as you roll onto your back.

Climbing on top of you, I straddle your hips and position your penis at my entrance. As I sink down and finally feel the fullness I’ve been waiting for, a slight moan escapes my lips. I’m grinding on you now, enjoying the clitoral stimulation combined with your hard cock inside me — it won’t take me long to reach orgasm this way. I feel your hands on my waist and tits… suddenly, I’m over the edge. I look deep into your eyes as my breath becomes ragged, and my pussy tenses on you in waves of pleasure.

I collapse onto your chest as I regain my ability to formulate words.

“I love you. Even when you take forever to fuck your wife, you somehow still manage to be unbearably sexy.” I kiss you once more and get ready for your turn.

We roll over together without you slipping out, and I wrap my legs around you to pull you deeper into me as you begin thrusting your way to your own orgasm. Soon I can tell you’re nearly there.

“Cum for me, love. I want you to cum in me now.”

And cum, you do. You look so sexy as you finish deep inside my pussy, and I thank God for giving me such a hot and generous lover.

You roll off of me, whispering how much you love me, and I curl up with my head on your chest. Together we enjoy the afterglow, thankful for each other and for sex!

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3 replies
  1. PacMan says:

    This was so hot and super erotic! I remember vividly how I would masturbate as a single, longing and fantasizing of that amazing cock-in-pussy union. It was also hot to learn that my GF (and FW) was also masturbating several times a week. Two singles in different towns enjoying toe curling orgasms… all while thinking about us fucking. It is a sexy, hot, unifying experience. This took me back to those days of yearning! 🔥🔥🔥

  2. LovingMan says:

    I love it when my wife does the sex dance! I can relate to your husband; love teasing my wife when she’s anxious to have me inside her. This story is well written and fun to read.

  3. SamtheMan says:

    Well written. I can picture the whole scenario and it sounds as if you're relaxed and you enjoy turning your husband on. My wife is very attractive and a great body even after 30 yrs of marriage and numerous kids but has only mustered up the desire to do a strip tease once. You're a good woman to recognize what turns on her husband.

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