Sexy Life Partner (L)

Lisa. My sexy life partner. My wife. She is stunning, the kind of woman that you can’t help but stare at. When she talks, you can’t hear what she’s saying because you are struggling to breathe. When she moves, it’s like a dance, so graceful. She is probably the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She is tall, about 5’9″, with long hair and that beautiful caramel tan that all women envy. Her eyes are dark. She has high, full breasts and full hips. She’s not skinny, athletic actually, but oh..those curves. And, she has no idea how gorgeous she is. She believes she’s average. She is amazing.

We went to our local after work spot (it’s a biker bar, but cozy). I parked around the back where no on else usually goes. She ordered a round of shots. That was unusual. Typically it’s just one beer for happy hour. The moment the glasses were empty, she ordered another round and slid her hand up my thigh. I ordered the next two rounds.

She talked, I listened. She blushed, unable to make eye contact when I suggested, “ I want you.” We walked out to our car, her hand on the small of my back. When we got to the car, her back was against the car and she pulled me in to her. I could smell her perfume! Her shampoo! Her! She was intoxicating. Our senses were on overload.

She took my hand and placed it on her breast. I cupped it, squeezing gently. I moaned. She moaned. We kissed. I began to unbutton her blouse, still kissing. My head was spinning. I remember thinking we shouldn’t do this here, but I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop!

Pulling her blouse open, I slid a hand in her bra, cupping a bare breast again as my thumb began circling a nipple. I was afraid I’d cum right then. I also know her nipples are extremely sensitive. Touching her was exquisite. She pulled my hand away, and I sighed. As the princess reached down and touched me, I whispered, “We really shouldn’t do this here.”

Lisa said,”I have been waiting so long for this. Shhh, let me touch you,” and she did.

I kissed her again. Deeper, harder. Pulling her hair as I held her mouth against mine. I reached up again and played with her still hard nipples. With my other hand, I reached under her dress, found her wet panties and slipped a finger & began to search. I found her clit and she jerked. We moaned together. She pressed harder against my hand.

She pulled her mouth away from mine, leaning in to whisper against my ear. “You are going to cum for me. Right here. Right now. Do you understand?” Her hand around my erection.

I couldn’t speak, just moaned. She slowly jerked me. My fingers still on her clit, making circles. We both felt naughty! Hot! These are the moments I love.

I could hear her whispering against my ear, telling me how good I feel, how hard I am, how much she wanted to taste me. I was telling her to cum! Hard. Grinding against my hand, moaning into her hair, holding her tight against me. She came for me.

We started to calm down and I kissed her gently, slowly.

“Tonight is for you, baby.” she said.

“This weekend will be for us. Just us!” I added, “I don’t need to think about it. You are mine this weekend. All mine and I’m yours.”

She smiled and said yes. I stood there trembling, struggling to straighten my clothes. It was amazing…

Our weekend began that night,a Thursday. We got to our country house and I brought in the bags. She started to say something, but I placed my finger to her lips and shushed her. I grinned, turning to lock the door and then walked to the windows to close the blinds.

Her nipples were pressing against her blouse. My hands trailed down to them. With a larger grin, I pinched each between my fingers and pulled on them. This made them stand out even more. I reached down and pulled her shirt over her head, throwing it down to the floor. I bent down and took a nipple into my mouth. First one, then the other, feeling them grow hard in my mouth. I started to suck gently at first, but then ran them through my teeth; biting until pain mixed with pleasure. Her dress fell down too. My hands traveled to her covered pussy. I started massaging again. She began to grind her hips into my hand as she pulled my head tight to her tits. I rubbed harder. Her panties started to feel damp with her wetness…. she let out a moan.

Lisa made her way into our bedroom, stripped completely and went into the master bathroom and stepped into the shower. “Join me.”

I removed my clothes and I stood at the door and watched her. She stood with her head tilted backwards and the water colliding with her chest, her arms pulled to the sides of her breasts. She inhaled deeply and slowly, moving her neck from side to side just letting the water trickle down her back. Comfortable with the temperature she turned her back to the stream and tilted her head backwards to wet her hair. Her arms were still at her chest and her expression was one of pure tranquility as the water poured over her face and hair and down the curves of her lean body. When her hair was thoroughly wet she reached for the vanilla scented shampoo that makes my stomach flutter each time we hug. After pouring some into her hand, building up lather, I watched the well developed but unmistakably feminine muscles in her arms and shoulders flex. My groin twitched when I look at her.

I recalled earlier when she was pinned to the car, her sleeveless, cream-colored blouse allowed me to see every rise and dip of her breasts. Our hips were grinding hard against each other.

She moved the soapy sponge once up her left arm, across her chest and down the right arm. Returning the sponge to her chest, she gave it two quick swipes across her breasts and a circle over the stomach and then moved the sponge to her lower back drawing another circle and one on each of her butt cheeks. I got up and joined her, the world seemed to slow down as I took the sponge and circled and sponged your breasts. I could feel my pupils dilate as I watched your rose pink nipples harden and grow under the rough sponge cleansing. I washed and caressed and squeezed it spreading the soap that made them glisten in the artificial lighting of the bathroom. When I was sure both were clean and released them, they firmly bounced and jiggled and my nerves did the same. I remembered the first time I saw them, the first time I saw you naked.

“What’s wrong?” she eventually asked, breaking my trance.

“Your boobs are amazing,” I whispered, looking back into her eyes and slowly lifting my hands to gently cup her breasts. I consumed her lips with mine, feeling the fullness of her breasts and her already pebble-hard nipples grazing against my palms. Running my fingertips gently down the sides of her breasts I stared at them once more and licked my lips. I plunged my head forward to her chest and gently pushed her breasts to smother the sides of my face. She exhaled loudly and her hands flew to my hair and pulled me even closer into her. I would have been happy to have just spent the rest of the night like that, but it held many more adventures ahead.

We slowly rinsed her body. Her hands ran all over my body and smoothed the soap from it. I smiled and did the same for her, pushing the foam down her bubble-butt. When she arched her back slightly and pushed her bum out I could immediately feel my pulse in my cock. Now that is a dangerous memory.

We dried each other off and she put on a pair of fresh panties. I started to lead into our bedroom. Once there, I spun her around and pushed her down. Sinking first to her knees, then on to her back as I pushed down. I reached down to pull off those panties and see that she was wet again. I slid back down, pausing to bite her nipples. “You have amazing breasts. They are absolutely perfect.”

Lisa says, … “Don’t stop.” He laid me down on the bed and started to kiss me again. His kisses moved down my neck and to my chest. With both of his hands, he grasped each breast. Tenderly, he began to kiss them. I moaned out of pure pleasure. I love the feeling of having my nipples kissed, licked, sucked, and bitten. That alone can make me cum. I could tell my pussy was getting wetter as he continued pleasuring my breasts. I wanted to be naked. I took his hands and led him. He eagerly started to take my panties off. My breathing became more rapid as the intensity grew. It was going to happen. We were going to do this.

Michael… I reached her pussy and got to work. With little preparation, I slid first one then two fingers into her. “You are so wet”, they enter with little resistance. I bent down and started to attack her clit. First by sucking, then biting. It swelled and came out to play. I curved my fingers upwards inside her sex, finding that spot that makes her squirm. Using “come hither” motion, I rubbed the inside of her pussy. With my other hand, I slid it around my first that is in her pussy to get it full of her juices, and then slid one finger into her ass. She yelped with surprise, and then started to moan in pleasure. I stopped everything. She made a lot of noise as she came. Her hips thrust with abandon. Her legs started to quiver and shake and her toes curled. As she peaked, I pulled my fingers out, and she squirted.

Lisa said, “Take me! Don’t stop.”

Standing up I removed my clothes, and then got back on top of her. My cock was poised at the entrance to her sex. I looked into her eyes as I entered. In one motion, I slid my cock to the root. I could feel her pussy quake with aftershocks of an orgasm. I started to fuck her, slow at first then gaining speed. I placed her legs up on my shoulders so I could go deeper. Her head rocked from side to side as I slid in and out. I could feel the juices squishing out, my balls slapped against her ass. She started to scream as she came again. Her pussy grabbed me like a vice so I couldn’t move; all I could do was stay deep inside and ride her out.

When she came down, I pulled out and rolled her over. Now on her hands and knees, I can fuck her, as she likes me to do. Again, I bottomed my cock out inside her with one stroke. I grabbed her hips and thrust as hard as I could. As I thrust, a hand came up to play with her clit and the union of our sexes. She passed over the brink for a third time. This time as she came, I could not hold back. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her tight to me. I came over and over deep inside. I slowly pulled out as she rolled over. I leaned over and again kissed a nipple before I lay down beside Lisa, my sexy wife, my sexy life partner…. We fell asleep sated.