Drive High (L)

This post contains strong language (L).

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Ready for Baby-making

My husband and I have decided that it’s time to make a life.  I went off birth control, and it has been nothing but amazing.  My sex drive is through the roof. There’s something so special about unprotected intercourse—but maybe it was the birth control hormones interfering, lol.

I love knowing that each time the two of us make love there’s a chance. Each ejaculation might contact my egg, his cum reaching deep inside me. It makes me crazy.

High Sexual Drive

I think my drive might be higher than my husband’s right now, especially during ovulation. I track it, and even my body feels different. I was watching a video about this, and it’s amazing how God creates life. My egg is just waiting for my husband’s sperm. Two people make love, moaning, cumming, then it happens. My husband’s liquid shoots into my wet pussy, and immediately the race begins. My egg patiently waits to be penetrated by his sperm, all while our bodies are sweating and exhausted by our lovemaking. It’s hot!

We make love anywhere and everywhere. It’s crazy how comfortable we are doing it.

Breed me

I knew I was ovulating that day; I have an app that tracks it, plus my hormones were through the roof. I was in the store getting groceries when I started thinking sexy thoughts. It didn’t end when I got into my car to drive home. My pussy was pulsing and beating for the entire drive. I imagined my husband’s sweet hard cock inside me, pounding my wet pussy.

When I got home to put the groceries away, I texted my husband: “Can’t wait for you to come home. I’m waiting for you.”

I sat on the couch, turned the TV on, and went to work on myself. I couldn’t take the agony, so I reached into my pants, then my undies, and gently started rubbing myself. Then I wished I hadn’t started because I couldn’t stop. I sent my husband another text that said, “I think it’s gonna happen. I’m gonna release on myself. 😆”

Another text to my husband. “Baby, I can’t wait for you to get home because I’m so wet right now. 🥵”

I was wet. I imagined my husband was rubbing my wet pussy and teasing me. Softly, I said his name as I rubbed my clit and felt the tension building in my body. It was right there—but I stopped and promised I would wait until my husband got home. I sent another text, this time of my chest playing peek a boo saying so hard for you.

Hours went by. I fought hard. I found myself struggling as I waited for my husband to come home. Though I edged myself, I decided not to release. My pussy was throbbing hard as I (im)patiently waited.

Eventually, I went into the bathroom, undressed, and took a shower. The shower head sprayed across my aroused body before I ran it down to shoot against my swollen clit. I felt myself building and building until I barely had the strength to pull it away.

Nope, not now, I said to myself.

I dried off, went to the bedroom, and sent a sexy text message to my husband that said, “My pussy is waiting for you. Just come in and go to the bedroom.”

Now the wait…

Hours later.

I heard my husband pull in. As soon as he entered the bedroom door, we were fucking. I was on the bed, pussy wet, rubbing myself when he came in. Just like I texted him, he came straight upstairs.

“Oh, I know you missed me,” he said. “I read what you said. How’s my sweet little pussy?” He kissed me before placing his hand over my clit. “Oh, wow! Nice. You were waiting awhile, huh?”

I nodded. “I want to feel you inside me,” I told him.

My husband and I locked lips, and electricity sparked between us. He still had his work clothes on, but it didn’t take him long to undress. His erection was ready for me. My nipples were hard as pennies, anticipating finally having what I’d been waiting for all day.

I ordered him to lie down, and I gently got on top of his cock. It separated my wet, swollen walls, and a hard gasp escaped my lips as my husband’s cock filled every inch of me.

“OMG,” I said, “I wanted this so badly.”

“I know you did, baby,” he said, holding my hips.

“That feels so good,” I moaned. Slowly, I rode my husband, taking in every inch of him. My pussy was happy as can be. My heart raced as I rubbed my clit and rode his cock, my release building and building until it was complete.

“Baby. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum,” I groaned.

“Oh, you are? Cum on me,” he ordered.

There was no way I could not have. “Fuckkkk,” I moaned, closing my eyes and enjoying my impending release. “I’m cummmin’, babyyyyyyy.” My walls squeezed around my husband’s cock.

Once I finished, my husband turned me over.

Driving Me Wild

“You made me hard in a meeting today with those texts of yours,” he smiled. “Now I’m going to fuck the shit out of you like you wanted me to and get you pregnant.”

“You know how I feel in doggy.” I smiled.

“I do know,” he said. “That’s why I’m doing it.”

Doggy drives me up the wall to the point that I’m lost. Once my husband got behind me, I knew it was over. I arched up and let him do his job with me. As soon as he entered me from behind, I was in my own world, my pussy throbbing again.

My husband stopped at my entrance before pulling out. Again and again, he went in shallowly and withdrew. It drove me crazy.

“Ugh, don’t tease me,” I moaned as my pussy got wetter and wetter.

“Oh, I have to,” he said. “I can’t just fuck you. You have to beg and show me you really want it.” More shallow thrusts ensued as my craving for him escalated.

“Please, baby,” I moaned.

“You going to send me more texts to make me hard again?” he asked.

“Yes,” I moaned as he took a deep thrust into me.

“You want me to fuck you and put our baby inside you?”

“Yes,” I moaned as he went shallow again.

“You like this shit? You like it when I fuck you,” he asked. Shallow dip again. Driving me insane.

“Yes,” I moaned.

Like that? Or like this? He went deeper into me.

“Oh, yeeeessss.”

“Why’d you send me those sexy texts.”

I thought the answer was obvious, but I answered anyway. “I wanted you to fuck me,” I moaned.

“Oh, did you? Like this?”

My husband took my breath away with his deepest thrusting yet. I couldn’t speak, just moan in pleasure, lying forward with my ass up as he pounded me from behind. We could both hear his balls slapping against my sweet, wet pussy until unexpectedly—I grabbed the sheets and…

“I’m cummmin’. I’m cummmin’. I’m cuuuuummmin’!” I screamed with tears rolling down my face. “Baby, I’m cummmin’ on you right now!” My climax shook my whole body. The high felt like cloud nine; I didn’t know where I was for a second.

My husband continued fucking me through my high until it was over.

“Okay,” I said, my muscles relaxing. “That felt so good.” I tried to turn over, but my husband had other plans.

“I want to fuck you like this some more. You were begging for it all day, so I’m going to fuck you all night.” He laughed as he put my legs together before leaning forward himself and fucking me from doggy again. In the room, all we heard were our own moans, pounding, and screams.

“Yes. Right there, right there, right there. It feels so good…”

Then….

“Ahhhhh, shit!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as my release hit me deep, and tears flooded my face.

Not Done With Me Yet

Sweat poured from both of our bodies as I caught my breath. “That was so good,” I moaned.

Before I knew what was happening, my husband was fucking me again. He wasn’t lying when he said he would fuck me all night. I cried happy tears.

“Omg, yes. It feels so fucking good.” The mixture of shallow and deep thrust made me soaked. “Yes, right there.” My pussy and body spasmed in pleasure.

“You like this, huh?” my husband asked.

“Oh, yes, baby,” I muttered. “Go harder.”

That was all I needed to say. My husband pounded me hard as my sweaty body, messy hair, and soaked pussy prepared for another climax.

“Ohhh. Ohhhhhh. You’re gonna make me cum again!” I yelled.

“I want you to,” my husband said.

I felt it. “Shiiiiit!” I screamed, my eyes rolling back with tears coming down my already tear-streaked face. The release shook my body as it hit me from everywhere deeply. I couldn’t do anything but enjoy it as my husband pounded me through it.

Ready for His Cum

“Okay,” I said, trying to fix myself up. “I just came.”

“I know you did,” my husband said behind me. “I want to give you more.”

“Oh, no, baby. I can’t. I really can’t. The last one took me out,” I told him. “I need your cum inside me. You made me feel so good. Now I want you to cum.”

My husband wasted no time as he pounded my sweet pussy again. As much as I didn’t want to cum again, it happened unexpectedly. He was right on my spot, hitting it.

“Umm, yeah, I’m about to cum again,” I moaned. “Fuck, I feel it. Shit.”

“That’s right, baby, cum on your dick,” my husband said.

“Fuck…” My eyes rolled back as it hit me once again. “Fuuuuck youuu!” I screamed as it hit again, losing my breath in the process. “I’m cummin’. I’m cummmin’,” I panted.

As I was finishing mine my husband was starting his. “I’m ’bout to cum too,” he said, pounding me as my release faded.

“Cum in me,” I moaned. “I want to feel you release.”

Seconds later…

“Oh, shit. Ohhhh, shit,” My husband moaned as his seed released inside me. “I love youuu.”

It took us both a few minutes to catch our breaths. Our bodies were sweaty and exhausted, but we were finally satisfied.