In from the Hunt

My buddies and I had been gone on a hunting trip for a over a week.  On the way back, my mind kept drifting to my beautiful bride.  I couldn’t wait to see her and rekindle our passion.

They dropped me off at the house. As I opened the door, it was quiet.  The kids were not at home to greet me.  I had not called my wife to let her know the exact time I would be home.  She just knew it would be on Thursday.

I walked through the house and, when I looked around the corner, I viewed a delicious sight.  My conservative wife was reclined, completely nude on the couch, lost in female ecstasy.  One hand was attending to her pussy while the other was pinching her nipple.  She had clearly not heard me come in and the kids were apparently at their friend’s house.  My dick was growing in my camo, aching for release.  I gently took off my shirt, boots, camo pants and, finally my boxer briefs, leaving me standing there, buck naked, watching her please herself.

For those of you not familiar with hunting, you have to keep all colognes, scented soaps, sprays and such off your body, because otherwise the deer will smell it and know you’re there.  So I could smell my own man scent from being gone on the hunt, and could also smell her pussy from where I was.

I approached her, dick in hand, and she opened her eyes, gazing on her man.

She grinned and said, “I’m so glad you got home earlier than expected.”

She closed her eyes again since she was totally lost in what she was feeling.  I stroked a while until some precum was coming out my slit.  I allowed my cock to press against her cheek and, to my surprise, she began to suck the head.  She has never been able to get more than the head in her mouth due to my size.  Her sucks and licks were intoxicating.

My nipples had hardened just like my dick.  I started playing with them with my hands while she was gently sucking my head.  Her fingers continued their work on her pussy while she moaned, allowing the vibrating sensation of her voice to go through my cock.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth and started licking her nipples—oh, those wonderful treasures!  They are so beautiful.  After suckling each one, I left a trail of kisses down her tummy and she opened her legs for me, instinctively knowing what I needed.  The aroma of her wet snatch filled the air, along with my cock and ball scent.  I eagerly spread her legs and made slight nibbles on her outer lips.  My tongue made circles around her pussy.  She was incredibly wet from her fingering, and she tasted amazing.  I was lapping those juices up like a madman.

Once a few circles were made with some tongue action, I started sucking gently on her hood.  I could tell from her breathing that she was getting close.  Her nipples were so hard.  I could see her playing with them whenever I glanced up.  She had her hands firmly on my head, forcing me to eat her.  The sight, smell, and taste of pussy was so hot.  My dick was throbbing.

I rubbed my head with her excess pussy juice and put it in her hole.  Oh, the warmth!

Usually I have to lube up before I enter due to my size.  I always have, ever since we were married as virgins at 25.  Our kids were born via C-section, so her pussy is still as tight as it has always been.  So as I pushed in slightly, it made her flinch, but she told me to keep going.  I slowly continued and could not wait to get balls deep.  Once her pussy was stretched enough, I finished my thrust.  The only thing between us was my hairy balls.  Oneness was complete.  She was so wet that we didn’t need the usual lube this time!

Oh, how I had missed this on the hunting trip.  I longed for this pleasure that only she could give me.

She ravished me with her soft, feminine hands, caressing my chest, stomach and butt hair.  Once she started playing with my nipples, it really began the male fireworks.  I had edged my cock with her pussy for some time, and finally decided to blow my incredible load.  It had been so long since I shot one and had edged in the deer stand nearly every day thinking about her on the trip.

I began to experience that wonderful feeling that only men can relate to—balls tightening and the cum preparing to be shot.  The load blasted her pussy, painting her walls.

Once the ropes finished, I kissed her and moved down right away to her freshly-pounded womanhood.  The sight of her stretched pussy filled with my ball nectar was so hot.  My dick never missed a beat.  I was so hard and wanted to give her the pleasure that she so lovingly gave me.  I dove in and started cleaning.  My tongue was searching for every bit of our cum.

I started stroking my dick, which was still wet from her pussy juice.  She quickly climbed in pleasure to where she was when I was eating her before we joined.  Her breathing was fast and she was pushing my head down as hard as she could.

I licked her passionately, and when I got to her hood and sucked, that was all it took.  She convulsed and shot her pussy juice all over my face, soaking my mustache and beard.  I love it when she squirts!

Her orgasm lasted for some time.  I licked her up some more, and since I was so horny again, I was still stroking my dick.  I stood up next to her, where I had a perfect view of her beautiful tits.  She reached up and started playing with my balls.  That sent me over as I shot a new load across her.  I quickly went down and cleaned that up for her as well.

Afterwards, we kissed each other deeply.

She said, “Welcome home, my love.”

It was the best end to a hunting trip I ever had.