My Young Wife Caught

I walked the mile and a half to the apartment my wife and I had leased while we took classes at the university that year. I had to walk that day because I let her have our only car to go to work in the afternoon when she was done with her class. When I rounded the corner to the complex, I saw our car in the space and was happy to think wed have the afternoon together to do something. I wanted to surprise her so I went in quietly. As soon as I opened the door, I hear buzzing from the bedroom. I put down my backpack and quietly headed down the short hallway to find the bedroom door wide open. I saw my wife laying on the bed, only her black lace bra on, legs bent at the knees and open, holding our plug-in vibrator to her clitoris. The vibrator was one of those available in drug stores back then with several different heads to put on it and I had bought it for us to play with in our marital bed. Now, for the first time, I was seeing my young wife masturbating alone and with that vibrator. My penis got hard immediately but I didn't stand right at the door for fear or interrupting her and ruining the view. Her nipples were as stiff Id ever seen them, large and pink, and her D cup breasts were heaving with each deep breath she was taking. One hand was pulling at her nipple and squeezing her pillowy sexy breast. Her thighs would quiver every so often as tremors radiated from her very wet pussy. Because of the wet spot on the comforter under her butt, I could tell she had been pleasuring herself for more than just a few minutes. I started taking off my clothes to join her and watched her have a big orgasm when her thighs pressed tight together and she pulled the vibrator away from her overly sensitive clit. So sexy! My belt made a clinking noise as I dropped my pants on the floor. She didn't react immediately but by the time I was naked and standing by the bed, she sensed my presence and opened her eyes, looked at me holding my stiff cock, and smiled as I beamed a smile at her. No words were spoken as I moved on my knees to her side. She put the vibrator back on her clitoris and her face quickly changed into her sexy but tortured-looking coming face. I put some lube from the bottle by the bed onto my cock and stroked fast, trying to match her quickly approaching orgasm but I failed and she again clasped her legs together and moaned. I slowed, hoping for something together now. I moved between her legs and turned off the vibrator and placed my penis at her dripping wet opening. No, baby, Im too sensitive and worn out. Let me watch you, she pleaded. Loving the idea, I straddled her chest and rubbed my cock across her breasts, leaving a trail of precome, and then began fisting myself again. I looked deep into her eyes as I masturbated for her to watch and in a minute I was feeling it. Where can I do it, little one, I asked. Just stay there, she replied. Closing my eyes, I thought back to moments before when she was masturbating and it made me boil. I felt her hands grab my ass cheeks and I started coming. I looked at her as streak after streak of my semen painted her hair, her face, the pillow and headboard, and her breasts. Lying down next to her as soon as I could because my knees were shaky, I kissed her, not caring about my mess.