Middle of the Night (L)

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I awoke in the middle of the night with my husband’s fingers deep in my pussy. I was groggy, confused, and moaning.

We had made love hours before, and he left me spent. Afterward, we had both drifted off to sleep, but he must have been hungry for more.

Lying on my stomach, I buried my face in the pillow, my back arched and my ass up in the air. As my husband dragged his fingers in and out of me, I found myself groaning and making animalistic grunts unlike any I’d ever made. I attributed them to my sleepiness mixed with the state of arousal my husband had put me in.

I could hear his fingers pushing my wetness in and out of me, and it only made me wetter. “How—how did you make me so wet?” I managed to pant out.

As he continued his assault on my sloppy cunt, he leaned down so I could feel his mouth on my ear. “I awoke in the middle of the night, thirsty for you, and ate you for ten minutes before you woke up. I parted your thighs and began to lick from your clit to your ass. Your body responded. As I sucked your clit, I could tell you were waking up, and I had to watch your reaction. How do you feel?” With one hand, he reached under me to squeeze my breast as he continued fingering me. I could feel his thumb brushing my clit and his fingers rapidly moving in and out, in and out. He pounded me like never before.

“Oh, god. Baby, this feels so fucking good. I want you to eat me while you fuck me with your fingers…please…please eat my pussy…” Still lying on my stomach, I was rocking back and forth so that my clit pressed down on the bed while he continued working my G-spot.

“Tell me what you want me to do.” I could feel his hot breath as he spoke, then licked my face.

“Eat me. Eat my fucking pussy.”

“No. Be specific.”

“I want you to suck my pussy, all of it: my clit, my lips. God, I love it when you suck my pussy lips. Then I want to feel your tongue inside me. I want you to make me come, sucking my clit while you fuck me with your fingers.”

He pulled me up onto my knees. I was his plaything, willing to do whatever it took to feel his mouth on me. I leaned forward and held onto the headboard, and he positioned himself under me and his face between my legs. I started to move my body down, but he grabbed my hips and stopped me.

“No. I want to savor this.”

I tried rocking my hips as he stuck his tongue out to lick up and down, but his strong hands were too much. He licked from my perineum to my clit slowly time and time again. I held on to the headboard, bracing myself as his tongue finally parted my sweet wet lips, sucking one, then the other.

“Oh please. Pleasepleasepleaseplease put your tongue inside me.”

He began fucking me with his tongue, and I started to lose it. This wasn’t how I wanted to come, but I was so close. I moved my hips as much as I could, sliding my body up and down as his tongue moved in and out of me.

“Baby?” He didn’t answer. “Baby, please. Please, please suck my clit. I want it. No, I need it.”

“Arghhh,” he said, his voice muffled. He pushed me back so that my clit was directly above his mouth. When he nuzzled his face in my pussy, I knew his chin and nose had to be spread with my juices. I didn’t care, and neither did he. I finally ground my face on him, pushing down and began riding him, fucking his face with my cunt.

“Oh, yes. Oh, yes.” I reached behind me and found his erection. As long as he let me orgasm, I wanted to feel his cum on my body. I didn’t care where: my tummy, my pussy, my tits, my face. I wanted to be his cum-slut. Thinking about this only made me hotter, and as he continued sucking my clit, I felt his fingers finally move inside my vagina, curling inside me and hitting that sweet spot. My hands left the headboard and grabbed my tits. My nipples get too sensitive to directly pull and twist, but I cupped my breasts in my hands as I started to hit my final peak. “Oh, God, Oh, yes! Eat that pussy, baby. Eat that sweet pussy and make me feel good! Oh, yeah. Fuuuuccckkkk!” I was crazily moving my hips back and forth, using my knees for purchase.

“Oh, sweet girl, ride my face. Keep fucking my face; come all over it. Let me make that pussy come,” he managed to get out. That was it. His words pushed me over the edge as his mouth took hold of my clit and sucked it hard while his fingers hit my sweet.

I was wanton, his slut, as I started to come. And as my body exploded, it felt like it opened up and released energy from the center of it. I could feel my pussy squirting all over his face, and I didn’t care.

“Oh, god. Oh, god, look what you made me do. Look what you made me do! Lick it up. Lick it all up,” I screamed as my body shook. I had never come like this before. I had never been able to fuck his face like this; I was always too self-conscious. But oh, my god, this was heaven.

I started to calm down and slow my movements, and he knew to release the pressure. I whimpered, my breasts still in my hands as I ground my cunt on his face slowly, moaning, bringing myself back down to earth. I finally leaned forward, spent.

He knew this had been intense for me and that I needed some aftercare. He pulled my body down so I lay next to him. One hand cupped my pussy as I continued to feel spasms and aftershocks. His mouth went to my breasts, lightly sucking them.

I let this pleasurable sensation that felt so comforting—his mouth at my breast—wash over me. When I opened my eyes, we maintained eye contact as he lightly suckled at my tit. He began to murmur as I stroked his hair. I could feel my own wetness on his cheek, and I swiped it with my fingers, spreading it across my breasts. He nuzzled and gently lapped at it, licking it up.

As he started suckling on my other breast, I began to quietly say, “Thank you…thank you…thank you,” offering it up like a prayer, a chant, thanking God for this intimacy we shared.

We continued like this as I came down from my high, reveling in the bonding and emotional connection. I could feel my husband’s penis against my leg, and I knew he needed to come. But I was so spent that I didn’t know if I could give him what he needed. I took his hand and moved it down to his cock.

He understood and said, “Do you want me to come for you?” I nodded my assent.

His face nuzzled my breasts, and he began sucking the right one. As my hand stroked the left, my right hand continued cradling his head. “Baby come for me; stroke that dick. You made me feel so good. You made your sweet girl squirt, and now I want to feel you—I want to feel your come on my body.”

His strokes got faster as he groaned against my tits. He suckled hungrily, like a baby desperate for milk.

I imagined my breasts being able to give him my milk again, which we enjoyed when our children were young. I longed to feel the milk trickle from my breasts and have him lap at them, drinking my life force, needing my tits for his sustenance. His hand became a blur, and at last, I felt his seed shoot up onto my tummy and my pussy.

“Yes, baby,” I encouraged as he came. It felt as though I had an emotional orgasm watching him come, my body exploding with love for this man I call my husband. This special moment of him suckling from my breasts that nourished our family while spilling onto my body the seed that had created it. This was our heaven.

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9 replies
  1. texasman76 says:

    This was so hot. So well written. I think it is so hot that he ate his cum with yours since you had just made love a few hours before. The passion described in this is just how it should be in the marriage bed. A garden of delights. Loved your description of his jacking on you as well.

  2. LovingMan says:

    What a beautiful description at the end …of how sex creates a family and bonds a couple. The entire story was wonderful. My wife has those times where she is able to fully give herself to the erotic pleasure and joy.

  3. Alicia G. M. says:

    So Hot! My husband Trey ate my pussy a couple nights ago and it was awesome. I came twice. He usually only wakes me when he wants to fuck. He does this by kissing my neck and nibbling on my earlobe ( drives me crazy! ). I have awakened him a couple of times with a blowjob or playful handjob.

  4. PatientPassion says:

    There's something that's wildly and unbelievably attractive about a wife who gets this into sex! I can't describe how much I love imaging my future wife being totally free of any inhibition and utterly "wanton" as described in this story. Oh how I long for the day I can see her in that kind of ecstasy.

    Stories like these are why I love MarriageHeat; ones that show the incredibly intense and passionate thing that God made sex to be. Thank you for helping to show that beautiful design!

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