It was my birthday and nothing really was up. I was hoping against hope my wife would suck me off that night, but it wasn’t likely; my thick cock uncomfortably stretched her mouth open and she disliked having to deal orally with my huge, powerfully spurting cumshots. Things were to work out well in the end.
In the early afternoon, our daughter (8 or 10 at the time) got a phone call from a friend inviting her for dinner, movie night, and a sleepover. I drove her over to the friend’s house and pulled out my throbbingly erect cock for the drive back. I stroked away with one hand while driving with the other, building up my anticipatory load. I pulled into the garage and went into the house. No sign of the wife, so I looked into our hot tub. There she was - eyes closed, right index finger working her clit, and left hand fingers playing with her big, hard nipples. I stripped down on the hot tub deck and joined her. Soon our hands were busy on each other’s genitals and just as we both were approaching orgasm, the wife said she wanted to mess around on our sitting room floor at the front of the house.
We went in and she spread a big towel on the sitting room floor. Then she said, “Stay down here til I call you up,” and went upstairs to our fuck chamber. I sat on the stairs, slowly stroking my pre-cum weeping cock. A couple of minutes later, she called down, “OK, you and your big penis can come upstairs now!” I went into the bedroom and she was laying across our king bed, legs spread wide while she gave me a bit of a fingering show. After a bit, she husked, “Why don’t you give me a shave?” I ran into the bathroom, got the cunt-shaving gear, and swiftly removed her somewhat overgrown pelt. I gloried in the sight of her smooth, somewhat-lopsided labia, the right inner lip big enough to cover her entrance when pushed over by my tongue and the other sitting prettily on the other side. A few strokes of my tongue and she told me it was time to go downstairs.
“Lay down on that towel, buster, feet towards the window,” she ordered. In that position, we were visible to anyone who came up our walkway, and from part of the sidewalk. I lay down and within seconds had my face covered by her beautiful cunt, with her facing the street. She rubbed against me, while I reached around to play with her big funbags, and soon I had my raging erection in my hand, spreading pre-cum again over my cockhead and shaft. I alternated between her titties and my cum pump, building my horniness and cumload.
The wife soon lost all control and frantically humped my face, her hands pulling my eager mouth into her dripping, now-musky snatch. She came with a helpless scream and turned around and grabbed my boiling cock. She settled into a steady beat, sometimes breaking off to squeeze my drawn-up balls. Just as I reached the point of no return, she pushed an index finger up my ass. I exploded, blasting rope after rope of hot, thick cum all over my stomach, and her stomach and boobs. I was too pole-axed to even consider an oral clean-up, so the wife took the towel and wiped up our juices. Off to bed we went for a night of cunni, anal and vaginal sex, until we were totally drained and went to sleep.
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