Coming Out of Her Shell

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Long time reader but first-time author here, so please have mercy. The following story is true, and let me also say that I can’t believe it’s true! There are several firsts here for my wife and I. It was an absolutely incredible experience that I feel I have to shout to the rooftops!

Recently, we had decided to move closer to family, and while we have been super excited, the stresses and procedures have taken a toll on our marriage—especially our sex life! We moved out of our old house and into my in-law’s house so I could have a shorter commute. I am “home” during the weekend and at my new job during the week.

Last week, after spending five days away from the family, I woke up on Friday super horny and ready to reconnect with my wife emotionally and physically. I immediately sent my wife some sexy texts to set the mood and prepare her for the onslaught that she was about to experience. This is how the text exchange went:

Me: You and I are going to need to “take a nap” today. I NEED YOU! I miss being inside you.

Nicole: We shall see with everyone being home…

Me: Lock the door, fan on, may have to put a pillow over my mouth.

Nicole: Do you want to go to dinner tonight?

Me: Definitely! We need some “us” time. Go for your run, and do me a small favor. Give a couple of thoughts to me being rock hard inside you!

Nicole: Yay!

She was actually playing along! That was a good sign!

I went on my way to work and finished my duties, then jumped in my truck for the three-hour drive to see my beautiful bride. The whole ride home, all I could think about was fucking that gorgeous pussy that is mine for the rest of life. Needless to say, I was leaking pre-cum so bad that my shorts were soaking.

Finally, I arrived at my in-law’s house a little after noon. When I walked in, my daughter greeted me with a huge hug and told me how much she missed me.

My mother in law, Joyce, said, “Jay, how are you? I bet you need a nap!” She knew! The woman who taught my wife about sex by throwing a book in her room and slamming the door knew that I needed to reconnect with her daughter physically. What an odd situation?!

I told her yes, I was exhausted, so I would take a shower and lie down for a bit. Before I could shower, Joyce went into our room and whispered in my wife’s ear to ask if she wanted her to take our daughter for a drive. Nicole simply told her that she would rather her stick around in case our toddler woke up. Joyce simply said, “Okay,” and left the room.

I hopped in the shower and tried not to soap my cock TOO much because it could explode at any minute! While in there, I actually did something I’ve rarely done in our marriage: I prayed for our sex! I said, “Lord Jesus, please bless what is about to happen between Nicole and me. Please open her heart and her mind as well as her legs. Thank you for the gift of sex. Help my wife and I to bond on a spiritual level.”

I finished cleaning the sweat off my body and went into our guest bedroom (which is right next to the living room). As I entered, I saw that Nicole was playing on her phone, but she was only wearing a t-shirt and leopard-spotted panties. Those panties are some of my favorites!

I lay down next to her and started to caress her body. She quickly said, “Should I be scared?”

“Scared of what?” I replied.

“Scared of you being in heat!” she said.

“Well, maybe you should be, but maybe you should be excited,” I said. As I reached under Nicole’s shirt and slowly caressed those huge breasts and teased her turkey-baster nipples (Thank you, Jesus, for those nipples!), I asked her if I could tell her about a fantasy I jacked off to earlier in the week. She simply turned her head away and held her hand up to signal “Stop.”

Nicole doesn’t want to talk much about sex, but she loves hearing about it, so I continued. I told her, “In my fantasy, I came home and took a shower. You came into the bathroom, and I didn’t even notice. When I pulled the curtain back, I saw you. You were naked, and your hands were on the bathroom counter. Your legs were spread.”

At this point, she again put her hand up and turned her head away from me. But I continued to caress her amazing tits and run my fingers down between her legs. I noticed there was a wet spot beginning to form on those leopard-spotted panties, so I continued.

“You looked back at me with a devilish grin, but you didn’t say a word. I exited the shower and lined up behind you. You were so wet that I drove my cock deep inside you with ease. I started pounding hard into you, watching your tits bounce in the mirror and the look of ecstasy on your face. I pinched and squeezed your nipples, and from time to time, you would reach back and play with my swinging balls. When I felt I was about to cum, you told me to cum deep inside you, so after pounding a few more times, I released my seed and groaned into your ear. When we were done, I pulled out, and you stayed just like that—bent over, legs spread, your pussy on full show. Then I reached down and scooped my hot cum out of you. I cleaned you up myself.”

To my surprise, Nicole turned to me and said, “I would like that!”

“Really?” I replied. (We have never done this).

“Yes,” she said, “I’m tired of cleaning it up myself.”

“Well, I would love to clean you up,” I told her. And so, the grand finale was written!

I continued to lay next to her and caress her body as she lightly stroked my cock and squeezed my balls. At this point, she still had her panties on, but I could tell the juices continued to flow. I shifted a bit and put my left arm under her head so that it was supported on my bicep. My left hand interlocked fingers with her left hand. Our lips met, and our tongues entwined. Her right hand massaged my balls and tickled the space below while my right hand did it’s best not to assault her entire body! It was heaven—exactly how God intended!

After a few minutes, I removed her panties so I could caress her other set of lips. Slowly I stroked from the bottom of her pussy to the top, careful not to touch her clit just yet. In the meantime, Nicole continued to massage my balls, and I noticed she seemed to focus mostly south of my cock. She would rub my balls and tickle my perineum back and forth. At some point, Nicole made a frustrated grunt and shoved my legs a little wider. Was she trying to get to my asshole? We have done some prostate play, but it had been several months.

I whispered, “What’s the matter,” but the only response I got was, “Spread ’em.” Of course, I complied and even threw out a “Yes, ma’am,” as I open my legs as wide as I could and even helped by spreading my cheeks.

Finally, she got what she wanted, and I was more than happy that she did! She continued to work her way further south and softly touched my ass hole. My hands were busy too. I used my middle finger to go from putting pressure on her clit all the way down and plunging deep into her pussy, then back to the top. She always enjoys this move, and I like to add a little oomph by using my ring finger to put slight pressure on her own asshole.

After several minutes of this, Nicole said something I never imagined her saying. She briefly broke our tongue kiss and said, “I want you to bend over so I can play with you.”

“Bend over how?” I replied.

“Bend over the edge of the bed,” she said.

I mentioned before that we have done prostate play, but I was always on my back. I’d given this some thought previously and had some mixed emotions about the idea of being bent over. But the way my normally very reserved and passive wife said she wanted me to lean over the bed so she could have her way with me had me sprinting to find the lube!

The next thing I knew, I was lying face down on the bed, and my super hot, naked wife was standing behind me. I heard the creak of the lube bottle opening and the sound of her squeezing it into her hand, not once but twice!

“That’s a lot of lube,” I thought to myself.

Then Nicole proceeded to run her finger from the top of my crack slowly down over my hole and continue until she had lubed and squeezed my balls as well. Up and down she went, slowly at first and then faster, but she eventually zeroed in on her target—the bullseye.

As she circled my hole, I reached back and began to gently massage between her legs. The sight of her standing behind me completely naked with those breasts sporting the most incredibly hard nipples poking out had me crazily turned on! But really, the look on her face! It said it all. She was in charge, and she loved it.

With my hand palm up, I continued to massage her soaking wet pussy from bottom to top as she slowly inserted a finger deep within me. She began to make a downward “come hither” motion, and I started focusing more on the top of my strokes. I noticed her clit was rock hard and protruding more than I could remember. Still, what happened next was the thing that fantasies are made of!

Note to reader: Remember that my mother in law was in the living room next to us. The only thing that separated us was a couple of layers of sheetrock. I had not even thought about this, but apparently, it crossed Nicole’s mind. I sat up slightly to say something, and she immediately grabbed my head and shoved it back down on the bed. She said, “Shhhh, my mom will hear,” and she kept her left hand on the back of my head to pin me down while her right hand explored my hole. I was in heaven!

After doing this for a few minutes, she stopped and told me she was ready. In a role reversal, she lay down on the bed and spread wide for me. I stood next to her and rubbed my cock up and down her slit, slapping it a few times over her clit before I finally inserted myself slowly and deliberately into my wife’s glorious pussy—the pussy that God designed just for me. I pumped slowly in and out, holding onto her right leg while her left leg was wrapped around me.

After a few minutes, I said, “That was fast.”

“What was fast?” she replied.

“You playing with me,” I said.

“Did you want me to play with your prostate some more?” she asked.

But I didn’t answer for a while. I continued to stand there and slowly pump in and out of Nicole. Finally, I grabbed her by the hips, pulled myself as deep inside her as I could, and bent over so I could whisper in her ear.

“No, I don’t want you to play with my prostate.” I paused and slowly pumped for effect. “I want you to finger fuck my ass,” I whispered in her ear.

“No, I don’t want to hurt you,” she said.

“I will tell you if it hurts. I want you to have no mercy on me,” I responded.

So we re-assumed the position. I bent over the bed. Nicole stood behind me and inserted a finger in my tight ass while still having her other hand on my back to hold me down. But she didn’t’ assault my ass the way I wanted! I had to take things into my own hands. I began to rock back and forth, move up and down, left and right—whatever it took to get the message across that I wanted her to do what I said. I wanted her to “Finger fuck my ass!” I maneuvered my body in all directions for a while to get her finger going where I wanted it until I was ready for the real thing. I stopped and said I wanted to be inside her.

She suggested that we move to the floor so her mother wouldn’t hear the bed creaking. So she lay down on the carpet and spread wide.

Again, I slid my cock up and down her slit, teasing her before finally inserting as deeply as I could. I pumped, pulling all the way out and driving all the way back in just the way she likes—full exit and then full insert, slamming into her clit. Out and then in, out and then in—Nicole’s boobs bounced as she supported them with her arm and pinched her nipples.

After going at it this way for a while, I could feel my cum brewing, so I buried deep and moved in circles. She asked me why I had stopped, and I told her I was about to cum. She told me to let go, but I didn’t want to just yet. Then, she did the most astounding thing.

She grabbed me by both sides of my head and pulled us nose to nose. She looked me in the eyes and said, “Cum deep inside me. Now.”

What was I supposed to do? Disappoint my wife? No way! I continued to completely withdraw and then slam as hard as I could into her wet pussy as she closed her eyes and arched her back. My balls began to swell and elevate, and I told her I was about to cum. And cum is what I did! I buried deep in her pussy as my cock twitched, and I spasmed, releasing my seed deep inside her.

We lay there and tongue-kissed for a few minutes as I went soft, until she suddenly exclaimed, “It’s coming out!”

I sat back, put my hand at the base of her bald, swollen pussy, and collected the white-hot cum that began to leak out of her. I gathered with one hand and then the other until both of my hands were covered in sticky cum and pussy juice. Then I licked it clean! I licked our juices off of both of my hands as Nicole lay there and basked in the afterglow. I savored every drop while she tried to recover! Then we climbed back into bed, kissed, and I told her how much I love her. I lay there a few minutes more before I exited the room.

Almost immediately, I looked my wife’s mother in the eyes and simply said, “I’m hungry,” before I made a sandwich. She knew that what happened in that room was married sex. What she didn’t realize was how naughtily her sweet daughter had behaved. She didn’t know how dominant and sexy her daughter had just been to her husband. God bless our marriage, and God bless our sex!