My Private Lap Dance

Although I’ve journaled several of our sex stories, I’ve never shared one before. This is one of my absolute favorite experiences:

After returning home from a rare evening out and getting all the kids into bed, we’ve absconded to our bedroom, locking the door behind us. With a few swipes of her finger on her phone, the music starts. The sultry beat and explicitly sexual lyrics get my heart racing with anticipation. As the pulsing rhythm of the music whispers into her ears, she begins to dance.

Turing her back to me, she glances over her shoulder and asks, “Would you like to unzip me?” I slowly unzip the silver zipper, her body subtly, sensually moving with the music. Turning toward me again, she gracefully shimmies her way free of the little black dress. I gasp slightly as her dress hits the floor, revealing her soft, sexy figure. Her black lace thong and push-up bra stunningly contrast her porcelain skin. The only light comes from two flickering candles, causing her shadows to dance along with her.

Seductively swinging her hips from side to side, she drops low, then springs back up again, arching her back and lifting her ass toward me, perfectly in tune with the beat. My dick throbs and presses hard against my jeans. Reaching behind her, she unhooks her bra and lets it fall to the floor. My breath, short and trembling, brushes her hair, and I see an alluring sparkle in her eyes.

As a hip-hop dance instructor, my wife is extremely skilled at rhythmically rolling her body in smooth, seductive ways. Her fingertips trace her own curves, ruffle her hair, and cup her breasts as she moves. Her eyes close as she loses herself in the music. I could watch her dance all night. But before long, she invites me to stand up and begins removing my clothes. My hands follow her hips as she dances against me. She grinds her ass against my dick and smiles seductively when she feels my precum dripping.

Without warning, she shoves me onto the bed and crawls on top of me. She presses her lips against mine and spins her tongue gently, as my hands trace the curves of her body. I quickly flip her onto her back. My engorged penis feels enormous and drips with precum. Pulling her to the edge of the bed, I kneel down and breathe heavily against the black lace of her thong. I can feel the warmth of her pussy as I gently lick and kiss the thin fabric. I slid her panties down her smooth, sexy legs, then crawl on top of her. With my arms on either side of her shoulders, our eyes meet. I lean in to kiss her as she reaches for my dick.

Grabbing my shaft, she pulls me close and uses the tip of my dick like a toy to pleasure herself. She circles her clit with my dripping dick, slowly at first, then faster, before finally allowing me to plunge into her warm, wet pussy.

“Oh, yes,” she moans quietly. I rock my hips, thrusting in and out, but only for a few moments. That’s all it takes for her to climax. As waves of pleasure course through her body, she bites down on my shoulder to prevent herself from screaming. Composing herself, she presses her hand against my chest, suggesting that she wants to change positions.

As I pull out, she rolls over onto her hands and knees, arching her back and lifting her ass toward me. She lowers her head onto the bed as I position myself behind her. With one hand she guides my dick into her moist pussy.

Grabbing hold of her hips, I pull her hard against me, and her ass presses against my abs. I gaze down as I thrust in and out. From my angle, it looks like I’m fucking her ass, which just intensifies my pleasure. Her ass is so full and firm; I love how it feels pressed against me. I can feel the warm folds of her pussy tighten around me and her whole body quake as she erupts with another orgasm—even longer and more intense than the first. This time, she buries her face in the sheets to avoid being too loud. She slowly rolls over, forcing me to pull out once again.

She pushes me down onto the bed and climbs on top. My dick now slides effortlessly into her dripping wet vagina. She puts her hands on her heels behind her, arching her back and drawing attention to her full, supple breasts. They’ve been neglected far too long.

My hands glide over her thighs and hips until they reach her breasts. I caressed them gently at first, then lightly pull and pinch her beautiful tan nipples between my fingers. I sit up and bring my lips to her breasts, sucking and licking one nipple at a time, while she rocks back and forth on my dick.

Her fingers grip the back of my head as another orgasm takes hold of her. Spasms of pleasure force her to lurch forward, burying her head in the crook of my neck. I lift my hips and thrust my dick deeply into her as a final, strong wave of orgasm washes over her.

Opening her eyes and mentally returning to the room from her orgasmic revelry, she asked, “Would you like to finish this the way we started?”

“Yes, ma’am.” I smiled.

After gracefully dismounting, she turns to the dresser and picks up her phone once again. Restarting the music, she resumes her dance.

Enticed by her expressively erotic movements, my eyes feast on her body as I sit on the edge of the bed stroking my dick, coated in her cum. The pace of my strokes matches her movement as she dances up against me. My balls tighten and my breath sharpens.

Knowing I’m about to explode, she sits on my lap, sliding my dick into her pussy. With her hands on her knees, she continues twerking until I erupted inside her. I wrap my arms around her waist as streams of cum burst from my dick and fill her pussy, groaning in pleasure with every pump. She looks at me over her shoulder, and a smile of satisfaction stretches across her face.

Utterly exhausted, I fall backward onto the bed. After taking a moment to clean up, my wife curls up next to me and lays her head on my chest. Spent and satisfied, we basked in the candlelight and the afterglow of orgasmic bliss.