Late Cumback by the Bulldogs
Last night’s sex was amazing!
As I lay in bed, and my wife came into the bedroom, turned on the TV to a football game, and got into bed next to me. She snuggled up next to me, and I knew something was different, because she usually winds down with a game on her phone.
She leaned in and said, “I want you!”
Wow! My wife usually waits for me to be the first to make the move. It was already looking like a good night.
We stayed in that position with her snuggled on me and her hands on my chest. Our whole bodies moved just a little, brushing against each other sensually. I leaned over and gave her a kiss, and with no warm-up to the kissing, she took my tongue and sucked it in, giving me the most passionate kiss.
Then she said, “I am all ready for you.”
I responded with, “Tell me how you are ready.”
“My body is reacting to every movement,” she breathed.
We had talked recently about a dream I’d had the night after a surprising encounter that we’d experienced together while out at a store. Tonight, she decided to tell me she had been thinking about a dream she had. I asked her to go on. She explained to me that in the dream, we were out together at an office supply store, and I was so into her that I leaned her over a desk and gave it to her from behind. Then I’d flipped her over on the desk, spread her legs wide and taken advantage of her.
Hearing this, I was getting very hard.
After some back and forth talk about dreams, fantasizing, and past shared experiences, we were kissing with passion, and it was heated. At one point I had told her that she could touch me like this anytime she felt the need, and she sure was taking advantage of that permission! Her hands were on my crotch at this point.
I also let her know that I wanted her to touch herself anytime she wanted, and especially in front of me. She took advantage of that too, pulling her tank top down below her tits and starting to caress herself. So hot!
She began to tell me that she loved it when my cock was between her boobs, going back and forth, where she could lick the tip as it passed through. Her hot talk was bringing precum to my tip. She then started to reminisce about a time that I faced her towards our mirror, and she rode my cock and played with her tits and clit. She talked about what she could see, and how fascinating it was to watch my cock go in and out of her pussy.
Oh my, I thought. Where has this spicy vixen been all our sex life?
I began to massage her breasts, maintaining her heightened arousal. As I explored her body, I found a massive wet spot in her panties. She was soaked. That’s when I knew I was giving her one of the best slow-burning sexual interactions we’d had in a while.
Her intense arousal was further evidenced when she blurted out, “How many fingers do you think you can get in me?”
Well, there was only one way to find out.
With her soaked panties stripped off, I began with two fingers. She took them hungrily and easily. She opened up to the third very quickly as well, and was still yearning for more. I slowly added my pinky too, and gradually, she opened up enough to take all four fingers at the same time. We had never done that before, but she managed it tonight! Man, this was such a hot session.
Soon, we felt it was time for the next phase.
“What do you want tonight?” she asked.
I told her, “I am going to put my cock between your tits, and I am going to do you in front of the mirror.”
She almost exploded right then and there before intercourse.
She wanted me straddling her with my cock on her breasts, so that is what she got. Her huge breasts were amazing. I had to slow down, though, because she started using her hand as well, pressing her breasts together around me. Mmm! It was unreal.
By this time, I had forgotten about the football game she’d turned on earlier. I was only reminded of it as we turned to face the mirror and saw the reflection of the TV, and we both realized the Bulldogs had pulled ahead. But we were too distracted with more important things to care much.
She got on top of me and started playing with her tits and clit in front of the mirror. I gave her ass a few smacks as she was moving, and my cock was riding her crack.
Not long after, she was asking for my cock inside, so I slipped inside and leaned forward to watch the show. It was like watching a porn movie in the mirror. She rode slowly, and there were moments when I would pull out to make it last longer. But guys, you know that feeling when you want to extend the session, but you’re torn? You just don’t quite have it in you to take the needed pause, and you know if you make one more move, it’s going to end. That’s where I was.
I was about to pull out, and as I got to the threshold of her entrance, it became too much.
“I’m cumming,” I said, and so we abandoned the attempt to pull out. She sat back down on my cock and let me fill her. She rode me to her own orgasm, and her juices and mine flowed all over my cock.
I was hoping to crawl under her, clean her up with my mouth and lick her to another orgasm, but that didn’t happen tonight. I may have to tell her that’s what I wanted to do.
As our climaxes and the game’s climax came to an end, the Bulldogs held onto their lead and won by 8 in the end!
But more importantly than that, wow, last night was some great sex! Let’s see if anything is in store for tonight. I am ready!
That was a deliciously hot and sexy story! Thanks so much for sharing! Oof, loved the part about watching in the mirror! And then cumming inside your wife and her cumming on your cock! Whew!
Well, you two, you really scored with me – and you gave me a few ideas for fun when Jim returns home from work and I pick him up at the airport for our weekly 30 minute ride home. I usually bring a towel with me and lay it over my head while I give him a sloppy blowjob and swallow his long – awaited and ball – busting load!
This hot story has me thinking about changing up things a bit; maybe I'll put my creamy pussy on the menu for the ride home…. and I'll cum even harder if he tosses the towel aside….get my drift?
Soooo sexy! I hope whatever had her revved up keeps happening! 😉
Would love to have had the eating of creampie in the story. Very well written! Got me hard as a rock.
First of all… I loved the title! Great unique spelling of that word – “cumback” – gives it new meaning!
The story was well-written and very relatable to us.
My wife n I have had some great lovemaking experiences with a ball game on. Like you, our attention was a lot more on each other.
Mirrors are wonderful during sexual experiences so I’m with ya there too. We’ve stayed in hotels n resorts n inns with mirrored walls or large mirror, or a mirror on the ceiling, or by the large jetted tub etc. It really is erotic to watch our various sex acts in our private sex show in the mirror!
When my wife goes off like you described your wife doing I call that “vixen mode!” Those are always fun! Role play sex and vacation sex tend to get her in that horny mode. Regular sex is great but when she goes all vixen on me it makes for a spectacular show and experience…& a great memory.
My sex therapist once explained to me that those extremely erotic sex sessions can happen but other times things will be more mellow. And that is fine and quite normal! So I enjoy the vixen I married but I also learned to enjoy the more mellow but still sexy “pussy” cat.
BTW, I appreciated you reminding me of the football game we sort of watched from a large jetted tub in our hotel room. And the tub had a big mirror on the long side! Blow jobs are especially fun to watch in the mirror! But I’d love to try what you described too!
LovingMan,
Your story reminded me of something that happened about 25+ years ago. I was working as a hotel front-desk clerk. An unexpected blizzard hit town, and I volunteered to stay at the hotel (in a "comp" room) and split shifts with another clerk — because nobody else would be able to get to work for two or three days.
Our jobs were only a few blocks apart, and so [my wife] drove to the hotel — rather than drive 15 miles home. Not only did I get a "comp" room, but I got a deluxe room (because bookings were slow, and now no new guests would be able to arrive). The room had a kitchenette and a "living room" area that included a fancy raised "claw foot" bathtub. The hotel kitchen was well-stocked, and we were free to "raid" it as needed. (A few rooms down the hall was the actual "honeymoon" suite — which had a separate tiled room with an in-floor hot tub and mirrors on the walls. Our room was the next class below that one.)
It was not long before she wanted to have a "relaxing cuddle" in the bathtub. (I was pretty sure that would lead to sex, but I had learned better than to presume….) Sure enough, after my enduring a long time of "just cuddling" in the warm water, she finally said that she wanted to fuck. And, WOW, did she want to fuck!!
We started in the water. But, things eventually got so vigorous that we were splashing water onto the carpet. So, we got out of the tub. She turned around, grabbed the edge of the tub with both hands and bent over, and then I entered her from behind. She was normally quite responsive, but she was even MORE responsive on that day. Things got kinda loud. 😉
At some point, I was saying, "So, you want me to drill your pussy?" She replied, "Yes." We got kinda repetitive and louder. I was shouting, "I'm gonna DRILL your pussy!!" After a bit more of that, we both came. Then, we dried off, and then relaxed on the bed naked.
We had worked up an appetite. I told her that I would go raid the kitchen. All of that chat had been in kind of a whisper, because we were snuggling on the bed. I got up and dressed quickly — not bothering to tuck in my shirt, which was my usual custom, etc. I didn't bother taking my keys or anything, because I knew that she would be waiting in the room. Thus, no sound of keys jingling, etc.
When I opened the room door, about 15 feet away were five or six of the housekeeping ladies standing there in a cluster. The looks on their faces gave away the fact that they had been standing there for a while, listening to me "DRILL that pussy". 😉
I smiled knowingly, said, "Hello," calmly, and then kept walking toward the elevator. Half of them didn't speak English, and so all that I got in return was a couple of nods. My grin got bigger as the elevator doors closed. I'm grinning now as I type about this fond memory.
Awesome story. It got me wet. Fucking in front of the mirror is so hot.