Have I Told You…? (L)
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I woke up a little before our much-too-early alarm. I looked toward you and saw that your arm was up on your pillow beside your head, exposing your bare breast. We both fell asleep naked after a wonderful and exciting time of hot sex last night.
I snuggled up under your arm and rested my head just below your shoulder, and my face rested on your breast. After a few minutes, you rolled onto your side, facing away from me, but I didn’t mind. In fact, I liked it. Now I could press my naked body up against your warm back and mold into the curves of your butt. My hand caressed the side of your thigh on its way up to wrap around your chest and cup your other boob. After a few more minutes, the alarm went off, reminding us that we have responsibilities outside of our marriage bed and our room. And three of those responsibilities had to get ready for school soon.
I squeezed you one more time, remembering in that quick moment the enjoyment of pleasuring that lovely body and being pleasured by it the night before. I reached above my head to turn on the light and rolled over to turn off the alarm on my way out of bed. You gently rocked onto your back. I followed my usual path around to your side of the bed to give you a good morning kiss. The blankets barely covered your naked body, and I bent down to kiss your stomach. I let my beard rub against you and heard your quiet approval. I dragged it across your skin as I moved up to deliver your expected kiss, circling around each of your beautiful large boobs, lightly kissing each nipple as I passed. You gasped in pleasure. I reached your lips and delivered the overdue kiss.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I said with a smile that I hoped communicated how enraptured I am with you.
“Good morning,” you moaned back, stretching your arms above your head. This motion thrust those gorgeous boobs up, and I couldn’t help but take one in my mouth, gaining a louder cry of approval from you.
As I sucked one of your big hard nipples into my mouth, your arm returned to your side and found my growing cock. Your hand worked its magic, and I was rock hard in seconds. I wanted to let you continue that action as long as possible, but we had to get on with our morning routine. So I kissed you on your luscious lips one more time and reluctantly pulled away from your gifted fingers.
I started the water warming up for our daily shower together. I love starting our days together this way. Knowing that, on most days, we will soon be going our separate ways for a short while makes this time together so precious. Even when the shower ends up being merely practical due to time constraints, I still enjoy these moments with you. It’s our time, alone, together. I love how you back up against me while we stand under the water, our bodies fitting together like two puzzle pieces. It always reminds me that God made you for me and me for you. I enjoy how you let me wash your hair and how you wash mine, how I get to soap you all up and run my hands over your slippery skin in the process of cleaning your body. I love how you don’t mind that I take a little longer to clean some of my favorite parts. I’m convinced that you go out each day with the cleanest boobs around. Then you return the favor and wash me up. And I don’t mind either when you linger on your favorite parts.
I realized we had to advance in a timely manner, but something about you had me feeling more amorous and desiring you more than usual—though I wouldn’t have thought that were possible. When you backed up into me this morning, you reached both hands back to where my thighs join my butt and squeezed us together a little tighter. As the water cascaded down your curves, you looked a little more sexy than usual (again, if that is even possible). As I soaped you up, your skin felt smoother, warmer, and more electric than usual. Your boobs felt more sensual. As you turned away from me so I could lather your back, I stared at your beautiful ass while my soapy hands slid over those familiar curves.
I moved a little slower than usual, captivated by the glory of the sight before me. As my hands helped the water rinse away the soap, I leaned my head towards your ear and said, “Have I told you how much I love this butt?”
“Not today,” was your answer.
“Shame on me,” I told you. “I love to run my hands over it. I love to squeeze it. I love to kiss it. I love to rub my beard over it. I love the curves of it. I love to bang against it while I fuck you. I really love this butt.” My hands kept rubbing all over your butt as I kept my face close to your ear to make sure you could hear me. Your moans told me you liked what you were hearing, and I liked saying it.
I turned you around to rinse off your front. When my hands began sliding over your boobs to help rinse them, I asked you, “Have I told you how much I love these boobs?”
“Not today,” you answered.
“Well double shame on me. I love how big and round they are. I love to feel the curve around the outside and under the bottom.” My hands demonstrated as I spoke. “I love to squeeze them. I love the way they hang naturally. I love the way they are lifted together by your bras or clothes. I love the way they bounce when—”
“When you’re fucking me,” you interjected.
“Well yes, but not just then,” I continued. “I love how hard your nipples get.” I rolled them between my fingers a little before taking them in my mouth. The water rolling down over these beautiful hills provided a drink for me as I sucked them. Releasing them, I continued to speak, “I love how turned on you get when I play with them. I really love these boobs.” Your breathing was intense now, your moaning almost constant.
I resumed making sure I rinsed you thoroughly. My hand moved down your stomach and slid between your legs, and you adjusted your stance, spreading your legs a little bit more. As I began running my fingers along your lips, I asked again, “Have I told you how much I love this pussy?”
You giggled slightly, recognizing the obvious pattern, and replied, “Not today.”
“I love to run my fingers through it. I love how velvety soft your lips are. I love how wet you get and how hard your clit grows when I touch it. I love to lick it and suck on it. I love drinking up your juices. I love the way it feels as my cock parts your lips, the way it grips my shaft. I really love this pussy.” Like before, my fingers worked as I spoke. Between my rubbing your clit and my mouth close to your ear, your vocalizations escalated way beyond moans.
You were obviously close to orgasm, so I couldn’t stop. I continued to rub with more precision and intensity and lowered my mouth to one of your nipples. I sucked it hard into my mouth and pressed underneath it with my tongue.
You cried out loudly and grasped at the slick shower walls trying to steady yourself. With my continued attention, your body soon tensed, you tightened around my fingers, and your legs quiver slightly. “Yes! Oh YES! THAT’S IT! YES!” you shouted as the orgasm washed over you. I slowed my rhythm and let you come back down from your climax.
After giving you a moment to catch your breath, I kissed you and brushed my hand down your cheek. “Have I told you how much I love this face?” I asked.
“Not today,” you replied with a smile and a sigh.
“I love this face so much.”
“Especially after I just orgasmed,” you playfully add.
“Yes. But not just then. Always. It is so beautiful, but I don’t have time now to tell you all the ways. I honestly meant to keep this shower somewhat quick. I just had to say all those things to you.” I kissed you again.
“I still need to wash my hair, though,” I said. You looked at me with that grin on your face knowing that washing my hair usually involves more than lather and rinse. I handed you the shampoo and knelt in front of you. As usual, this put your boobs right at face level. As my hands reached for them, I informed you, “I suppose, to save time, I should suck both of them together.” My hands lifted them and pressed them together so my mouth could reach both nipples at once.
I knew you always like this, but this time you were becoming much louder with your expressions of pleasure. This was definitely not going to save time. I sucked them harder into my mouth and worked my tongue over them more intensely as I could tell you were getting close to another orgasm. You began screaming out again, and your legs quaked even more than before just as I moved one of my hands down to rub your clit. You continued screaming and shaking as my hand continued to work your pussy. My mouth released your nipples, and I leaned my head back into the water to rinse (somewhere in there, you managed to lather up my hair). I stood up but didn’t remove my hand from your pleasure point. You still seemed to be riding the wave.
Once standing, I backed you up against the side shower wall and continued to rub your clit. It didn’t seem like you had finished yet. One of your hands found the back shower wall for steadying, and the other hand found my hard cock and instinctively stroked it.
I lowered my face and kissed you on the lips, then down your neck and back up to your ear. My tongue began to lick your ear, tracing the arcs of it, flicking inside it. Your screams grew, but you didn’t pull away like sometimes, so I continued working you to an “eargasm” as my fingers worked your clit and lips more furiously. You screamed out as you came again—I think. At that point, I couldn’t tell anymore if they were cresting and ebbing one after another or if it was one constant wave of orgasm. I’m not sure if you could either, or if you were even trying to tell.
“OH YES!” you cried out. “It feels like you could keep me cumming all day!”
Challenge accepted, my brain said, quickly followed by thoughts of those responsibilities outside our room. Shoot! I shouted in my head.
“Makes me wonder what those new vibrators would do for me right now,” you continued. You caught me a little off guard. Even though you’ve been enjoying our new experiment with toys, you had not felt like they’d ever really do it for you.
“Is that a request?” I asked.
There was a pause that seemed like forever. “Maybe,” you replied quietly between moans and gasps.
My heart quickened, but thoughts of those responsibilities returned. Words other than “shoot” popped into my head. “I guess we need to get ready for the day,” I said somewhat sadly. And yet my fingers did not stop, and neither did your shaking and audible responses. You agreed with me with your words, but the glowing expression on your face and your bodily reactions told me you did not want it to stop. I increased my movements one more time with more precision, and you quickly ascended to the crest of another wave, screaming and shaking and thrashing your body against the shower wall. I finally eased off and let you come down. We quickly rinsed a little more in the cool water (the hot water seemed to be all gone) and finally shut off the shower.
Have I told you how much I love making you orgasm?
Yes, my dearest, you have told me. Thank you!
And I will continue to tell and show you, my love.
Oh My !Oh My! I am wet ,and horny now!!! Mmmmm I wish my man hadn’t already taken his shower this morning! I’m definitely going to get him to read this story! Thanks for sharing with us and please continue to write!
Oh wow! I am humbled by your response, SH. We have been enjoying your stories so very much (haven’t made it through all yet). They are some of my absolute favorites on MH. The intensity of you and your husband’s love and passion for each other and your love for the Lord so resembles that between my wife and me, and your writing is so wonderfully captivating. I’m so glad you enjoyed our story. I have one more scheduled for 3/11 and some more I’m still working on.
God bless.
Thank you for your kind words! I’m so glad you enjoy my stories and that our love for our Lord and for each other is evident in my writing! Always want to inspire intimacy and help build strong marriages; you know, be salt and light! Looking forward to your next stories!
I came in my pants while reading and playing with myself.
Great Story. I love telling my wife….
StillLikeNewlyweds and O-surfer, great first story. It was very arousing and reminded me of past sexual adventures with my wife. Thanks for sharing your mature and obviously still hot physical love for each other. Keep the stories and climaxes coming.
Thanks Jason. Glad you liked it. Will definitely be working on more of both.
Love this story. It's sweet, romantic, delightful, loving, and very very sexy.
I think what captivates me and causes me to just keep on smiling as I read on is your simple act of wanting to tell her, and her simple act of needing to hear it one more time. "Not today" she says, evoking my thought that you tell her so very often.
You've vividly brought to life an aspect of lovemaking which is saying why we desire them, why we love them, and what we find satisfying.
It's an ingredient in the art of staying in love, isn't it? One of the few things that I asked of my Heavenly Father for my future marriage is that we stay in love. I won't just be showing my new man how much I desire him, I'll be telling him also.
Thank you StillLikeNewlyweds. Well done!
Cuddles xxxx
Thanks Cuddles. I’m so glad you were blessed by it. You are so very right about the need for us to verbally express our love and desire for our spouses. It is vital to a healthy marriage. No matter how often I tell her, I never feel like it’s enough. Hence the “Not today” is a typical response of hers when I ask her questions like this. You have a good mindset for your future marriage, and most importantly, keep praying to your Heavenly Father about all of it. It is by His grace that we have a marriage that is exceedingly abundantly beyond all that we could have asked for or even imagined.
Great story! I couldn't help but play while reading this.
Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.
I love how this is now something we occasionally pay homage to. “Have I told you lately how much fun you are?”
@StillLikeNewlyWeds/O-Surfer – I became instantly erect reading this story! I’m even considering reading it to Mrs. Kitty or writing something of my own along these lines, since we had a similar experience. Needless to say, I’m inspired and turned on! Thank you two for sharing your passion. My wife and I have recently grown fond of morning sex – when my wood is already ready – and being more verbal to each other as we make love! It’s does something that stirs the fire and we LOVE it. Please don’t stop sharing and writing!! More, please. You two are wonderful. ?
Thanks again. This is still my favorite of the ones I’ve written. I think it’s my wife’s, too. It was such a near perfect moment, and I love re-reading it often. Our mornings have become such a treasured time between us. There is no better way to start the day.
I guess, since you messaged this story to me while I was at work, I can say, “Yes, you’ve told me today.” And thank you, my sweet, for the way you showed me last night and again this morning before I had to go to work.
Always a pleasure to let you know with words and actions how much I am intoxicated with your beauty and sexiness.