Mature Masturbation Delight (L/A)

After an amazing day of walking the beach near our cottage in the small Pacific Northwest town, we enjoyed a leisurely, light dinner with our favorite wine. My amazingly beautiful and sophisticated wife of 67 has long, slim legs, small perky breasts, a trim waist, and a perfectly shaped stomach that curves just right from her waist to her pubic mons. That evening she wore a loose top with a form-fitting skirt that broke above her knee, showing off her dark hose. The surplice top fell lightly across her breasts, and her erect nipples faintly puckered the fabric as an enticement for both of us.

After 45 plus years of marriage and joyfully creative sexual intimacy, she knows me well. She gave me a look that said, “You want me to gently pull you into my breast so you can suckle me!” My old, experienced cock hardened, and the warmth of pre-cum oozed into my briefs. Her body movement signaled that the pressure of layered pantyhose and panties on her clit made her beautiful pussy wet. There we were, two mature lovers growing hornier by the minute as we discretely let our thoughts run wild and calmly finished our three-course meal, knowing that each of us hungrily anticipated our mutual jacking and jilling appetizer that would lead to our main entree of delectable, warm, messy sex later that evening.

Even though Anne had a full oophorectomy 20 years ago, we joke about the amount of ‘CSI evidence’  she generates on our bedsheets.  She cums all over the three fingers that I deftly thrust deep in her cunt to her fornix and then ‘come hither’ on her g-spot with my index finger. Perhaps it’s the result of my well-timed triple combo: I suck hard to create a hickey just to the left of her right tit after spending 10 to 15 minutes dry nursing her breast by suckling slow—soft, then hard—and biting her nipple to make her moan and cry out ecstatically.

Then, I move my left hand under her firm butt cheek as she lifts it for me, and I massage her ass before slowly working my left-hand middle finger into her asshole. With my three-finger fucking technique, that brings her orgasmic ramp up to an uncontrollable outburst of verbal ecstasy. She grabs my right hand to jam it hard against her writhing pussy while she frantically rubs her swollen clit and clenches her cunt. I encourage her, “Keep cumming, baby! I can feel you cumming all over my fingers! Push it out!”

The more urging, the more cum she spews all over my fingers inside her cunt. She forces her hot juices onto her graying, swollen pussy lips, causing it to moisten the bed deliciously. We lay exhausted for about two minutes while my fingers continue to gently massage the inside of her cunt while my left middle finger stayed embedded up to the second knuckle, slowly moves in her ass.

Does Anne love basic missionary sex? Absolutely—and so do I. However, 90% of the time, we practice “She Comes First,” and my devotion to pleasing her by filling up her cunt and ass as I suck hard on her tit gives her maximum stimulation and pleasure.

After I paid the check for dinner, we stepped out of the restaurant and took each others’ hand. Anne’s was moist and warm, just like her horny pussy, and my cock immediately began to pulse for the first block. We acted casual about our state of mind when we arrived back at the cottage after a half-mile moonlit walk. Both of us knew better! I had been imagining the possibility of her sweet milk filling my mouth and warming my throat as it did 40 years before when she enjoyed breastfeeding me to relieve her swollen tits after she decided to stop nursing each of our children. Just that thought as we walked into the cottage and closed the door made me want to tell her, “Lover, I can’t wait any longer. It feels like I took a Viagra pill, and I’m ready to cream if you or I even touch my cock!” Instead, I nonchalantly said, “Let’s head upstairs.”

My mature wife’s beauty astounds me. I love every sensual curve, and her light, blondish-gray, thinning pussy hair glistened with droplets of her dinnertime mental masturbation. As Anne enjoyed her daily, warm, almond-scented bath in the American Bungalow-style master suite’s silver footed, vintage tub, I spread out a towel on our Victorian queen bed. Both of us were horny, and I made certain Anne saw my half-mast engorged cock as I bent down to kiss her neck. I admired her perky tits with their slightly stiffened nipples as she soaked in the warm, sweet-smelling bathwater. Perfect!

I took a quick warm shower, lathering up with a natural sponge but careful not to stroke my cock too much. Then I climbed into bed, pulled out my Kindle to calm my racing mind, and played with my cock ever so gently, keeping it hard. Occasionally, I wiped the pre-cum off the tip of my glans and licked my fingertips. Pre-cum is almost tasteless, but it ramps me up as much as dipping my fingers into Anne’s hot, wet pussy and sucking them dry. Her pussy juice after her bath has a sweet, musky taste that hardens my old cock instantly. Anne will join me sometimes by fingering her pussy and tasting her warm juice or let me lick her fingers. Hmm! Stop the visualization!

It seemed like an eternity before I heard the tub emptying. Anne always seems to tantalize me by taking her time to towel off, finish shaving, and lotion up after her bath. Undoubtedly, she diddles herself because her pussy is always wet when I first touch her in bed.

Little did I know that tonight would be a delightful surprise as Anne came to bed with my favorite black chemise with a plunging surplice neckline. After we open-mouth kissed, our tongues probing and lightly brushing each other, we pulled apart and began to mutually masturbate. Usually, we masturbate until one of us starts to moan. That’s my signal to turn my attention to Anne’s breasts. She loves at least five minutes of dry nursing, and I opt for at least ten minutes. We rarely get to ten minutes because she continues to skillfully play with and rub her clit with her dominant right hand. She also holds and squeezes her left tit while pinching and twisting her nipple, moaning and groaning with delightful mild pain. Then she reaches her left hand down and under her butt to play with her asshole.

In our elder years, we love watching each other and listening to our sighs, moans, and soft words: “Ooh, my pussy feels so good,” “My cock is so hard and hot,” and my favorite from Anne, “I need some stuff!” It means, “Hurry up and get the fucking KY oil, spread it around my hot, wet pussy, and make me edge to a PONR as you massage my swollen pussy lips and lightly massage my asshole because I can’t wait for you to finger fuck my cunt and asshole.”

Like I said, tonight’s routine changed. Anne must have read my mind when we first arrived at the cottage. Between knowing her Old Lover’s mind and my moans and groans as I’m playing with my balls and hard-as-a-rock cock, she knew that I needed to cum first, tonight. She surprised me as she rolled to her right side, took hold of my cock, and began to slide her oiled hand up and down my shaft expertly. I pled with her to massage my taint area between the base of my sack to my asshole. Her fingers massaged me gently, and then she began a deep massage my prostate until I cried out, “I’m going to cum all over!”

Anne loves it when I jack off and squirt my cum all over her wet, satisfied pussy when she cums first, but I knew that, if I came laying flat on my back with her angled over my left side, my cum wad would spray all over both of us. Anne knew I would cum with just a bit more pressure on my prostate, but instead, she grabbed my throbbing cock and began to stroke it harder and faster. I blurted out, my voice rising with every syllable, “Fuuuck . . . I’m going to cum all over us.” With one more stroke, I spurted cum all over my face and Anne’s. She just kept stroking me, and after three more powerful bursts of hot cum shooting on my chest, her breasts, her stomach, and more on our faces. I took deep breaths in total exhaustion as we laughed, delighting in our cum-drenched faces, bodies, and Anne’s tits.

Then Anne whispered in my ear, “Now it’s my turn – I need some stuff!”

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15 replies
  1. PacMan says:

    This was hot…. now laying with a boner. I’m so excited to masturbate with my bride for decades to cum. We love getting off together! And your cumshot was so epic… and so wonderfully described… an amazing visual!

  2. SouthernHeat says:

    Oh my this was so sexy and enticing! So well written and leading up to the climax. So sweet, your love for each other and desire for each other after all these years! Thank you; so encouraging to the rest of us! Hope you keep sharing stories with us!

  3. LovingMan says:

    I love how you two find ways to please each other sexually. The idea that old married couples live a sexless existence is so wrong for many of us! I guess that happens to some couples, but you two are obviously still into the sexual living & loving. So are we! We’ve had that “cum all over both of us” experience too! Isn’t marriage a wonderful blessing?!

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