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The Noisy Cabin (Part 3)

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My wife and I conclude our sexual encounter in the bedroom of the cabin.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in her towel, when I entered the room. In contrast, I was completely naked, my still erect cock pointing the way before me. I pulled her towel off and pushed at her shoulders, guiding her backwards onto the bed then immediately moving in to take one of her nipples into my mouth. I positioned the egg vibrator back between her legs, pressing it against her clit as I turned it on. The vibrator buzzed away on her sensitive button, while I tongued her stiff nipple. Her moans built quickly, and she arched her back off the bed, pushing her breast up against my face. I closed my lips around her nipple and gave it a light bite between my teeth, causing her loud gasp to fill the room. I ramped up the speed of the vibrator to keep her pleasure building, and at the same time began to kiss down her body, down between her thighs to where I could watch the vibrator up close. The round egg was pressed to one side of the hood of skin, with her pink clitoris peeking out from beneath. Her labia were red and swollen, spread open as clear juices leaked from her opening down towards her puckered little asshole. I lapped at the juices, running my tongue over her hole and her thighs clamped around my head in response. Her writhing made it clear how intense this all was for her, and when I upped the vibrator to its highest setting she came almost immediately. Her hips bucked, and I could feel her pussy clenching rhythmically as she came on my tongue. I used my tongue to spear into her hole, thrusting it in as deeply as I could, tasting her sweet pussy as her orgasm played out. She gasped, trying to catch her breath while she came down from the heights of her pleasure, and reached down, pushing the vibrator away from her now overly sensitive clit. I moved up beside her, pressing against the length of her body and giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "I love making you cum." She sucked in a deep breath of air and let out a loud, contented sigh. She turned her head to smile at me, and I was struck by how beautiful she looked laying there post-orgasm. Her dark hair spread out over the white pillow, her breasts heaving as she breathed deeply and her red lips parted sensually. As I was admiring her, she surprised me by gripping my hard cock in her hand. I groaned at the touch, and her fingers held it firmly, squeezing around the shaft before they shifted down, dragging the foreskin back from the pink tip and then pushing it back up. She was controlled, slowly pumping her fist up and down the shaft. I would like to be able to say I could maintain control as well, but at that point I was aching to cum. She knew it, and deliberately kept things slow, backing off if she could tell I was getting too close. "You want to cum, don't you?" She asked with a knowing grin. "Yes...please." I managed to gasp. She gave my cock a tug, more like pulling me in a direction than masturbating me. "Get up." She directed, urging me to get on top of her. I didn't question her, by that point I just wanted to finish. I sat astride her, my aching cock positioned up between the cleavage of her round breasts. Her hand never left my cock, and she pulled the foreskin back again in a deep stroke. I watched as pre-cum dripped out, spilling onto her chest. She dipped the fingers of her free hand into the juice and spread it around one of her nipples, while staring at me with a look of delicious lewdness. She continued a slow, measured pace, stroking from the head down to my balls and back up. My hips thrust of their own accord, trying to fuck against her fist. She just smiled and adjusted her movements to maintain control. It was incredibly difficult to hold back. Part of me wanted to just fuck her right then and there and fill her with my load. But this was a special moment, and I wanted to enjoy the feeling of giving in and letting her control the situation. The other part of me was about ready to beg her to please let me finish. Then, as if she heard a starter's gun, she went for it. Her fist began pumping hard up and down my throbbing shaft, with quick jerks clearly aimed at making me blow. I couldn't hold out very long to that intensity, and I was soon groaning, eyes closed, lost in a state of bliss on the edge of a powerful orgasm. "Cum for me. Cum on my tits." And that was it. I came all over her breasts. Thick bursts of cum that squirted out like canon blasts, the first shooting over her shoulder, the rest spilling out over her tits. She was soaked it in, and the smell of it quickly filled the room. My hips bucked with each ejaculation, and it felt as if my balls must surely be completed drained of fluid. As the last drips fell from the tip of my cock, I looked down to see her breasts covered in ropes of cum. She was smiling up at me, proud of the pleasure she'd been able to give me, and probably still enjoying the afterglow of her own orgasm. Exhausted, I rolled over to her side, gave one of her cum covered nipples a kiss, and snuggled in against her side. We remained like that for a few minutes before we got up to clean ourselves off. We fell asleep quickly that night, wrapped in each other's arms, the room still smelling of our sexual playtime.

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