? Distance Fans the Flames (L)

This story contains strong language (L)
You can read more about annotations here.

? Ignite Audio Playlist

---

I stumbled across MarriageHeat less than a year ago, and it was a blessing.  My wife and I have enhanced our marriage with things like stories, videos, and toys, but we never liked stories of random sex or cheating.  The stories of married couples enjoying each other that MarriageHeat has were exactly what we wanted. Rather than be just a follower, we felt sharing some of our own stories would only be fitting.

A little background on us.  Ann and I have been married for just over 25 years, and together for over 30.  We were high school sweethearts and originally met in our church youth group. God has always been part of our marriage.  I have to admit, we are your typical mid-westerner in our physical body types. I’m only 5’9” pushing 230; I’m under height for my weight.  My wife is a great cook and I’ve added a few pounds to my frame since we got married (but I was a scrawny 21-year-old back then). My wife is 5’7’ and I don’t ask her weight.  She’s curvy, in all the right places and some she wishes she wasn’t. She’s top-heavy, which I’ve always loved. I’m a boob man and can spend hours squeezing them if I’m given the chance.

Recently, I had to travel for work.  The timing could not have been much better, or worse at the same time.  We had company coming to our house for a week, which meant sex was off the table during that time.  That also meant my normal rubbing and touching of my wife’s tits and ass were also out. She doesn’t want to get caught with my hands on her like that, and it would only build up feelings that we couldn’t deal with.  My work trip came up with short notice, so I would be leaving just a few days after our company arrived. My wife was more than happy to entertain our guest while I was out and understood that I didn’t schedule this trip.

I headed out on a Tuesday, leaving the cold start of winter for the warmth of south Texas.  The warmer weather was going to be nice, but it was not going to be a relaxing trip. Over the next four days, I would work for nearly 60 hours.  They always say that ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder,’ and that was definitely the case. I had some time throughout my workdays to chat with Ann to see how things were back home.  There were several hours of the day that I was waiting for either something or someone so I could do what I needed to. I took these times to catch up on some of the stories on MarriageHeat.  On occasion, I would share a link with Ann to one of the stories so she could enjoy them too. On the second day of my trip, I was reading through another story and was really enjoying it, (Bonus Points)  when I realized the feelings the couple in the story had towards each other were just like Ann and I.  In the story, the wife realizes that even though she doesn’t think she looks sexy, her husband thinks she is beautiful and can’t keep his hands off her.  I wanted desperately to share this with Ann, but the story included the wife sending photos and videos of herself to her husband. This is something Ann would never do, and I was afraid she would think this is my attempt to make her try.  I finally got up the courage and wording I needed to present it to her.

The day I was scheduled to fly home I texted her.

Jay: Hey, what you doing?

Ann: I was hoping to take a nap. Why?

Jay: I had something I wanted you to read.

Ann: Now?

Jay: Before I got home.

Ann:  I’ve got a few hours between now and then.

I took a deep breath and typed in what felt like a novel.

Jay: Ok, so I’ll send you a link.  Let me say right upfront, I’m not saying this is something I think you should try and copy.  I really want you to read it from the perspective of the relationship. How the husband and wife feel about each other.  Especially her feelings about herself and how she realizes how her husband feels towards her. I think it might be just how you feel and I know it is how I feel about you.

And I attached the link.

Ann: Ok. I promise I will read it, after my nap.

I finished my day and headed for the airport.  While I headed home, I checked in with Ann, letting her know where I was and when I’d be home.  After two flights and the drive home from the airport, it was midnight when I pulled into the driveway.  I crept into the house, so as not to disturb our company that was leaving the following day. Ann was on the sofa in the living room; she’d waited up for me.  I put my stuff down, and she got up and hugged me. We kissed. We didn’t talk much because it was late and we were both exhausted. Instead, we headed to bed, snuggled into each other, and fell asleep.

The next morning, was a little crazy with our company preparing to leave, kids coming and going, emptying suitcases, and talking about my week.  Lunch came and went. Our company headed out and things started to settle down. Ann and I stayed close to each other all day, stealing kisses when we could.  I may have copped a feel from time to time, but she didn’t seem to mind. At one point in the afternoon, we passed each other in the living room. I caught her, hugged her tightly, and kissed her.

As our lips parted, I asked: “Did you read the story?”

“Yes,” Ann said.

“Do you understand why I wanted you to read it?” I asked.

“I think so,” she replied.

“Regardless of how you feel about yourself, I still find you irresistible.  The fact that I can’t keep my hands off you around the house should be an example of that, but I wanted to make sure you understood that is how I feel,” I told her.

Her eyes brightened and she had a slight look of embarrassment. “I know,” she sighed. We kissed again, this time with more vigor. “I’d like to have some alone time with you tonight. Just the two of us, behind a door, no kids, to snuggle,” Ann stated, “like we used to do.”

“I’m all for that,” I quickly responded. I squeezed her ass and hugged her and ran my hands up and down her back, pulling her tight into me.

After supper, Ann and I retired to the bedroom.  We propped all the pillows against the headboard and turned the TV and computer on to start catching up on some shows while nuzzled up to one another.

Suddenly, Ann popped her head up, “It’s time to get the sexy one out.” She hopped out of bed and went to the hooks on the wall of our bedroom near the door.  A selection of nightshirts and pajama bottoms hung from the hooks. She reached behind the collection hanging on one hook and pulled out a nightgown she’d purchased for our 25th anniversary, a red lace one that fits tight under her breasts that fill the cups to the max. It is long and flows down her body, hiding what she wants to hide.

My cock instantly started to awaken. I jumped out of bed, stripped down to my boxer briefs, put on a pair of pajama bottoms and hurried back into bed, cozying up to Ann.

There was a long list of shows in our cue to watch, so I select one and hit play.  The shows aren’t anything sexy or erotic. We enjoy watching vlogs on youtube together.  Married couples on vacations to places we’ve been to and plan on going to again, for instance. While we watched, I could feel the heat coming off Ann.  She pressed into me, sighed, and moved her leg across mine to get more comfortable. It had been over a week since I had a chance to touch Ann’s bare skin, apart from her hand or arm.  I reached down and pulled her gown up to expose her leg.

My left hand slid across her thigh. Her smooth skin offered no resistance as I moved my hand back and forth. I was reminded that she’d told me she’d taken a long shower while I was gone to “do some maintenance.”  That’s code for “I shaved my legs and more.” The thought of what was just a few inches from my fingers, as my hand moved up her leg, made my cock harden again. But it wasn’t even 6:30 PM yet, and the door to our bedroom was still wide open. There was always a chance one of the kids could walk in, so I refrained from venturing any further.  I continued to stroke her leg slowly while we watched our shows.

Ann let out a soft moan.  I realized that my gentle stroking of her leg had changed to a more forceful rub.  My hand had not moved any closer to its goal, but she enjoyed the forceful stroking of her thigh. And now that I was aware of what I was doing and Ann’s reaction, I too was becoming aroused again.  I relaxed and reduced the force back to a gentle stroke.

Ann moved a little, pivoting her upper body to rest her head on my shoulder.  I made what could either be described as a mistake or a jackpot discovery. I turned my head to look at Ann, only to see her gorgeous breast straining against the lace of her gown.  Her deep cleavage looked so inviting. My shaft strained against the elastic in my briefs.

Ann looked up at me.  She knew exactly what I was looking at and gave me a wicked smile.

I took one more good look at the glorious globes before turning my attention back to the screen.  It was still too early in the night to get started. I continued to rub Ann’s leg as she wrapped a hand around my right arm, squeezing it, matching my hand’s movement. We continued to watch our shows with me stealing kisses and glimpses of Ann’s breasts occasionally.

Eventually, I couldn’t control myself and let my hand slide farther up her leg.  I moved it slowly, savoring every sensation. My hand got warmer and warmer as it moved closer to her groin.  My cock grew hard again. I slowed just as my thumb and knuckle touched the lace panties separating my hand and her pussy.  The contact of the lace knocked me back to my senses, and I slowly moved my hand back down her thigh, but I was not giving up.  I increased the range of my hand’s movements from her knee all the way up until I brushed her lace panties and back again. Now along with squeezing my arm, Ann began to sigh and coo with my movements.

Another show finished, and by now it was almost 8:00 PM.  Ann reached up and gave me a kiss as she rolled out of bed.

“I’m going to tell the kids good night and let them know we’re going to bed,” she said as she walked out the bedroom door.

I could hear Ann’s footsteps go down the stairs and the muffled sounds of her telling our youngest goodnight, then back up the stairs and down the hall to let our oldest know we’re going to bed before closing their door.  As she walked back into our room, she closed the door behind her and locked it.

I moved closer to the center of the bed as she turned and sat on the edge, sliding toward me. I moved my leg so she could sit between them.

As she slid back, my semi-stiff cock was in the way, so I reached down my shorts to move it to a safe and comfortable spot.  The front of my briefs was wet with precum. I moved my hand out of the way as Ann slid back and rested against me.

She pulled the covers up over her legs as I started the next show. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could wait, so I chose a short video. With Ann sitting between my legs, I couldn’t stroke her thigh any longer, so my arms wrapped around and I hugged her as we watched.

I could only hold out so long before my hands moved up to her breasts. Holding and rubbing them with both hands, I mirrored the actions of one to the other. Her tits are large with areolas the size of silver dollars. As I rubbed across the lace, I could slowly feel Ann’s nipples harden, helping me find them. My hands continued to explore her tits a while longer before I turned my attention to her nipples.  I took my index fingers and circled around the hard buttons poking against the thin fabric.

Ann’s eyes closed and her head rolled back as she moaned and wiggled. My finger slid across her nipples a few times before I took them between my thumb and finger and pinched them softly.

Ann turned her head to the side, so I could kiss her. It started as a soft, full-lip kiss, then progressed to an open-mouth, deep kiss,) as I twisted and pinched.

Thankfully, the video we were watching ended, and Ann asked, ‘You’re not starting another one right?”

I reached for the mouse and clicked a couple of times, opening up a sensual music playlist. Then I turned on the Bluetooth speaker next to us and turned the TV off. Now the only light in the room was coming from a dimmed lamp near the foot of our bed.

While I adjusted the mood, Ann adjusted her nighty, slipping the straps off her shoulders and pulling them down, letting her tits spill out. She grabbed my hands and pressed them into her chest. I caressed them briefly, then began kneading and squeezing the whole breast. Ann’s eyes were clamped shut and her body churned between my legs as she moaned and her breath became  deeper and faster.

“God I love your tits,” I whispered in Ann’s ear.

“I’m glad you do,” Ann moaned.

“I could do this for hours,” I replied.

“I could let you. It feels soooo good,” she exhaled.

I can get lost in her chest, and I continued to pinch and grab. I moved Ann’s long blonde hair off her shoulder so I could kiss her where her neck and right shoulder meet. Then I moved, one kiss at a time, up her neck to her ear lobe.  Her moaning got louder and her breathing deeper.

My cock was rock hard now, and I could feel precum against my belly. I moved my lips back to her neck and sucked, but I was afraid I’d leave a mark and quickly stopped.

Ann slouched between my legs, so I reached around her and lifted her up, scooting her butt back towards me.  With my left hand, I eagerly grabbed her left breast and I plunged my right down across her belly and under the band of her panties.

My fingers were instantly drenched as they found her pussy. She was literally soaking wet. Ann has always gotten aroused and wet, but recently, she’s gotten to be much wetter to the point of making sloppy wet noises while I’m fucking her (which I love to hear) and having a large wet spot under her after.

“Oh God, your so fucking wet,” I told her as my hand massaged her wetness.

“I know,” was all she could reply.

I easily slid a finger deep into her pussy and pulled  it out again, bringing it up to my mouth and sucking it clean.

“Oh, you taste so good!  I would love to go down on you and eat you out, if you would let me,” I begged.

Early in our marriage, I would occasionally eat her pussy, but she hasn’t been as interested since we had kids.  I’m not sure if it is a self-conscience thing or what, but I’ve told her before that I love it and would if she’d like.

“I’ll stop before you cum, if you’d like,” I offered.

“If you want to, okay,” she answered, in a way that sounded like she still wasn’t sure.

I moved from behind her and pulled her panties down her legs.  The front was completely drenched with her juices. I slid down the bed, keeping my head just above her body, taking time to kiss and suck on her nipples as I moved down.  I went past my ultimate goal and started at her thighs, just below the crease at her groin. Her pussy was right in front of my face— recently trimmed, not completely shaved, with a natural triangle of curly blonde hair crowning it.

I kissed and sucked on the soft skin first on the left side, then the right, inching my way to the outer labia lips that were swollen and wet. I sucked on one lip then the other, moving my body forward. Her scent filled my nostrils and I breathed it in.  I took my tongue and slid it in the lowest point on her slit and licked up, exiting just shy of her clit. Then I inched my body forward to get more access. I again put in my tongue and licked up, tasting her sweet nectar and letting my tongue dance across her clit.

Putting my lips over her clit, I sucked on it while my tongue flicked and danced over it, before diving back down to stick it deep into her wet hole. My hands moved up to her tits, and I grabbed her nipples with my fingers, squeezing and twisting. I stabbed my tongue deep into her then moved back up to her clit.

Ann’s hands came down and held onto my head, guiding me. I hadn’t had the opportunity to enjoy this for quite a while and made sure to take advantage now. I wasn’t sure how long she would let me continue. I put my focus on her clit, sucking and teasing. Her hands push my head into her and her moans got louder and more frequent.  I fully expected her to stop me at any moment, but instead, her hands held my head right on her clit.

Her breathing was getting quicker and shorter as her hands pulled me tighter. Hoping for the best, I pinched her nipples harder as I took her clit hostage in my lips, flicking and rubbing my tongue over it quickly. I could tell she was getting close, yet she wasn’t stopping me.

It was everything I truly wanted; her body began to arch and she made a long deep groan. I could feel her pussy lips pulsing around my lips. I grabbed her tits with my hands, setting her nipples free, while my mouth remained on her pussy and clit. I didn’t move at all. I knew she was super sensitive. Any touch was uncomfortable and would make her move. I wanted to stay here as long as I could.

As her legs slowly parted, she gently pulled my head upwards, but I couldn’t help myself from getting one last lick along her pussy to taste her cum-filled juices. She winced as the rough tip slid across her soft smooth pussy lips. I kissed each nipple as I move up, face to face with her smiling face.

“I didn’t think you wanted me to make you cum,” I said.

“I couldn’t help it,” she answered with a smile.

I kissed her as she reached down to my ass and pushed my hips, moving my shaft to her opening.  I slid into her effortlessly. Her wet hole engulfed all of me with only an enjoyable moan. I pushed myself up off her, allowing a full view of her huge tits and face as I began stroking my cock in and out.

“Oh, you are sooo wet,” I said.

She smiled devilishly with a ”Muh-huh.”

I kept a slow steady pace, savoring the feeling of her wet, hot box around my shaft. Her hand moved to my thighs and started pulling me into her, faster and faster.  I pushed harder into her, slapping our bodies together. I was propped up on my arms, loving the view of Ann’s face expressing ecstasy and her tits bouncing as our bodies moved together. I wanted it all, and I wanted more. I slid my knees up along her and sat up, moving my hands onto her legs to help pull into her as I pumped faster and harder.

“Ooh God, it’s so deep. Yes, fuck me. Fuck me,” Ann cried.

Her words and the wet gushing sound of my cock pumping into her pussy were music to my ears.  My cock couldn’t have gotten any harder, but I was starting to get winded. I stopped briefly to catch my breath.

As I did, Ann grabbed my arms and stopped me from moving as the throbbing from another orgasm pulsed over my dick.  I waited for Ann to come down from her orgasmic high a little before I took her left leg and lifted it over my right shoulder, raising her ass off the bed and twisting her hips. Adjusting my knees again, I wrapped both arms around her raised leg and began to furiously pound my cock into her.  The wet sounds were quickly overtaken by Ann expressing her joy.

“Oh yes, yes, yes. Oh God, it feels so good. Yes! Fuck me!”

All of my senses were overloading. The sound of Ann’s wet pussy and cries of joy. The smell of her sex and the taste I still had in my mouth and on my lips from eating her pussy. The feeling and view my cock drilling in and out of her wet slit, her tits bouncing to my rhythmic thrusts and her face in both agony and joy.  I couldn’t hold back any longer. I drove my shaft deep into her harder and faster before shooting my load of hot cum deep into her. Then I just held myself deep inside of her and my cock pulsed.

We were both nearly breathless, gasping for air. After a few moments, I moved her leg from my shoulder and let her turn to her side with my dick still in her. I rolled to laying down behind her. We stayed there, recovering from the experience. I wrap my arm around her, holding her tightly and kissed her shoulder.

“I love you,” I breathed into her ear.

“I love you too,” she sighed back.

As we rested and caught our breath, my cock slowly softened, and I couldn’t keep it inside of her any longer. I pulled a small towel from our side table and handed it to Ann. She placed it over her swollen pussy as I rolled away and let my spent dick slide out. Exhausted and satisfied, we were ready to sleep.

As I moved to my typical sleeping position, I felt something.

“There is a wet spot where I sleep,” I laughed.

“Mine too,” Ann giggled.  Neither one of us truly cared. Soon we were both sound asleep, resting for another day and another hot night in bed.