Another O

I got off work a bit early this afternoon, so I knew I’d be alone for a little while when I got home. I removed my dress and slipped a short, comfortable kaftan over my head. Bare-bottomed, I lay down on the bed, grabbed my dildo, and started to masturbate solo so that, when Greg arrived, I would have myself worked up to high intensity.

I switched on the remote. As I inserted the shaft into my pussy, the vibration sent ripples of pleasure through my body, and I writhed from top to bottom. A little while later, my first orgasm hit me like a time bomb.

Suddenly I felt someone sucking at my tits. As I opened my eyes, there was Greg, nibbling away at my titties. Then he left me with the vibrator in my pussy as he swung me around and got my head to the bed’s edge. Without a word, he dropped his pants, and his cock stuck straight out from his body. Slowly he inserted it where I knew it belonged—in my mouth.

After a few strokes, when he paused to let me catch a breath, I gushed at him. “Oh, Greg, this is wonderful! It feels like a DP, and your cock is sticky and wet.”

I decided to try something different. Opening my mouth as wide as possible, I let him reinsert his dick. I didn’t grip his cock; I just wanted to feel it moving in my widened mouth. To him, it must have felt like sliding in and out of a huge, wet hole, except that I would give him an occasional flick with my tongue.

As I shifted the vibrator upward to stimulate my clit, Greg bent forward and cupped my tits again. I pushed them up into his palms, and he let go, instead leaning over to suck my tits. It felt wonderful! On one end, I was going into spasms, and on the other, the saltiness of his pre-cum flowed.

As I experienced a final orgasm, I kept my mouth open and felt him release his sperm, spurt after spurt, into my mouth. He held his straitened cock at its base, and with one big shout, dropped what felt like buckets full straight inside. I just relaxed and let him masturbate and shoot his cum. Then he collapsed face-first onto my pussy, and we lay still, savoring each other’s lovely sex organs. There was nothing to tidy up, so when we disengaged, we got dressed and carried on our usual “how was your day” chat.

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  1. LovingMan says:

    I loved the story. Married sex can be so raw and yet awesome! I am continually amazed at what Melodie n I share and what (MH shows me) other couples share. Keep on lovin’ n God bless you both in your shared and INTENSE passion!

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