Playing With My Wife

We went to bed together relatively early that night, spooning under the covers. My wife's plan was probably to read, while mine was to enjoy her slim, gorgeous body. It had been a few days since our last intimate moment, and I'd felt somewhat horny all day. My wife had commented on the fact after one of my many gropes of her ass. Before she'd had the chance to take out her phone and begin reading, my hands were roaming her body over her t-shirt, rubbing lightly up her side and grazing against her breast. She turned her head to smile coyly at me and pretended to read her phone. Her nonchalance was broken by the occasional moan as my fingers found her stiffening nipples over her top. My fingers danced lightly over it and circled around it, and I could feel it harden at my teasing. Gradually she began to push her ass back against my crotch, grinding against me while I continued to play with her nipples. I decided to push my hand under her top, sliding over the smooth skin of her taught stomach, up to her rounded breast. With one fingertip, I lightly circled her bare nipple, then began to scratch lightly with my fingernail around it. Soft gasps escaped her lips, and I increased my pressure, giving her stiff nipple the occasional pinch. I shifted to her other breast and did the same, leaving both nipples like hardened buttons on her chest. I've always loved the feel of her nipples stiffening as I tease them, and I just had to have more. I helped her t-shirt up over her head and leant in, taking one of her nipples between my lips and kissing it softly. I used the tip of my tongue to flick against it, similar to my light fingernail scratching. Now and then I'd clamp my lips around it and suck on it harder, causing her to gasp. Meanwhile my hand traced down her body and was rubbing lightly on her side, slipping down beneath the waist of her pajama pants. As I moved over to take her other nipple into my mouth, I pushed her pajama pants down to her ankles, leaving her in just her cotton panties. My hand traced lightly up her leg, stroking her inner thigh as I continue to tongue her nipple. My fingers brushed back and forth on her inner thigh, creeping closer to her panties with each movement. I slipped them up to her crotch and gently rubbed the side of her panties, right next to her aroused pussy. I let my fingers traverse the moist gusset of her panties, as I briefly nibbled on her breast. A louder moan escaped her lips, and she arched her back, pushing her breast up against my face. I became slightly rougher, licking harder with the flat of my tongue as my fingers pushed up and down over her panties. Her juices were soaking through the material, and I could feel the heat of arousal emanating from her pussy. I hooked my fingers in the side of her panties and drew the wet material away from her pussy, sliding it down her legs. My fingers were then greeted with my folds of my wife?s wet pussy. I spread her pussy open and held her like that as I continue to flick my tongue against her nipple. I knew that holding her spread open like this made her feel vulgar and slutty, and that feeling just seemed to make her even wetter. I positioned my hand on her mound and used my fingers to dip down to her opening, scooping juices back up to her clit and stroking it. I could feel the hard little nub peeking out from its hood, and rubbed the sides of it with long strokes. She moved her hips with each stroke, and it was obvious that her arousal was quickly building to a powerful orgasm. I controlled things by slowing down, occasionally letting my fingers dip deeper into her pussy. Twice I brought her to the brink, her moans growing strongly before fading back to heavy breathing as I kept her from cumming. As she approached her orgasm for a third time, I quickly shifted down her body and between her thighs, and wasted no time in applying my lips to her clit. I used my tongue to flick back and forth over her clit, and her moans grew to a crescendo. Her thighs squeezed tight around my head as I kept licking away, bringing her pleasure higher and higher. Her hips bucked, pushing her crotch into my face and I could feel her juicy pussy against my chin. She sucked in a deep breath, then let it out in a long moan as the peak of her orgasm rushed through her. Her thighs remained tight around my head, locking my face in to her crotch. My tongue continued to flick against her stiff little clit, which seemed to prolong her intense orgasm. As she gradually came down and her muscles relaxed, I dipped my face down, pressed my tongue against her pussy and began lapping at her juices. The fact that she didn't stop me let me know that I'd be able to bring her to a second orgasm. I positioned a finger at her wet opening and slid it easily inside of her, curling it up and rubbing it against her g-spot. I massaged her g-spot, my finger pumping in and out of her pussy as my tongue went back to her clit. I punctuated particularly hard thrusts of my finger with long flat licks of my tongue. Her crotch was now a mess of her pussy juices and my saliva, and her moans hadn't stopped since her first orgasm. It wasn't long before she was pushing her crotch against my finger and face, her pleasure building to a second, more powerful orgasm. With my finger pushing deeper into her wet pussy, I clamped my lips on her clit and sucked hard on it. This sent her over the edge again, and her thighs clamped shut on my head. I could feel her pussy pulsing around my finger as her orgasm struck. I used my tongue to lick frantically at her clit as she came, and left my finger buried deep inside of her. Eventually she relaxed back on to the bed, gasping and pushing me away from her crotch. "God, no more!" She managed to say. I smiled and cuddled up beside her. The erection in my underwear was obvious, particularly as it was poking her in the side. I took her hand and guided it to my crotch leaning over her to gently lick around her breast again. She gripped it firmly and began stroking my cock over my underwear. I could already feel my cock leaking juices into my underwear, but I didn't want this to end with me cumming in them. I pulled my underwear down, exposing my stiff cock, and went back to licking her nipples. Her delicate fingers slid around the thick shaft, and she began to pump her fist up and down it. As I thought about where I'd like to cum, I had an idea. I asked her to stop for a moment, then reached down and pulled her damp panties off. She gave me a quizzical look as I started to pull them on. Fortunately they were stretchy enough that I could pull them up over my thicker thighs, but they bulged out obscenely with my stiff cock and pulled in between the cheeks of my ass. I could feel the wet material on the crotch clinging to my balls, which added to my excitement. She smiled with amusement at me. Knowing my wife, she still probably had at least one more orgasm in her, so I moved over her into a 69 position. My crotch, covered in her wet panties, was positioned above her as I dove head first between her thighs and begin to lick her clit again. Her fingers slipped into the panties and onto my shaft again, and she quickly began stroking me with long, hard tugs. I matched her pace with my tongue on her clit, and we worked feverishly at each other's sex. Our arousal seemed to be reflected and multiplied as we both built towards powerful orgasms. She was incessantly tugging on my hard cock, while I delved down to her wet pussy and back up to her clit with my tongue. The pleasure of her hand on my cock was intense, and the feeling was heightened by the idea of cumming in her wet panties. Her moans grew louder, and I knew she was at the point of cumming again. The thought took me over, and my hips began to buck as I filled those cotton panties with my hot load. She could feel my thick cock throbbing as I came, each thick jet of cum shooting out and soaking the cotton material. I continued licking her clit as I came, although my technique was more like desperately grinding my face into her crotch. Just as I was coming down and the last of my cum was emptying from my cock, she began to cum for a third time. Her back arched up off the bed and her hand squeezed tightly on my cock, milking the last of my juices from it. I licked down from her sensitive clit and teased over her wet pussy. I hardened the tip of my tongue and pushed it against the opening, stabbing it down into it and trying to shove it deep inside of her. Her hand was on the back of my head, holding my face against her pussy and I could feel her juices spilling out around my tongue. Gradually she relaxed, her moans turning to heavy breathing as she came down from her third and final orgasm for the night. I pulled my face away from her pussy, my mouth and chin wet with her juices. I was still in her panties, and my cum had soaked through the front of them. We cleaned up together and shortly afterwards fell in to a deep, restful sleep.