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Hot Times with the Little Lady

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: tommyboy Posted on: 20 May 2003 1 comments
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My wife and I had been going thru a "down time" in our 25+ year relationship, at least in the areas of intimacy and sexuality. She has always been a much more reserved (uptight, to use the language of the '70's)and was not too keen to even explore this intimate area of our relationship.My wife and I had been going thru a "down time" in our 25+ year relationship, at least in the areas of intimacy and sexuality. She has always been a much more reserved (uptight, to use the language of the '70's)and was not too keen to even explore this intimate area of our relationship.At the worst point, we sought counseling and advice from a professional. He suggested, and my wife surprisingly agreed, for us to share our desires and even fantasies with each other in a non-sexual, verbal fashion. After listening to each other share freely, we were to wait one week before even attempting to act on any desires for each other.I found the entire experience to be highly erotic. Once my wife and I got comfortable with the concept of talking to each other so openly, or at least willing to try, I began to describe to her a hot scenario of what I would like to happen between us. She (45 yr old, in great shape, but with a poor concept of her own physical beauty) sat across from me, about three feet seperating us. Both of us were fully clothed.I began to tell her of how I would like to come home from work some evening and walk into our room while she was taking a shower. After hiding myself, I would watch her emerge from the bath, clad in just a towel, to do her makeup and hair at the large mirror in front of her vanity. My vantage point allowed me excellent vision of her soft backside and a clear mirror image of her youthful body (she does her makeup in the nude) as she began her ministrations. She still did not know I was in the room.As she busied herself with her efforts, her hand would occasionally graze one of her full nipples, and it would respond by hardening and extending, just like when I suck on it. Watching that, and knowing that she had to feel something, got me starting to feel that familier fullness in my tightening pants. As she continued to work, she took some body cream and began to rub it all over her hot bod. This is something my wife has done since she was a child, and the result is very soft and warm skin. As she cupped her C-size breasts, I noticed that her rubbing took on a softer but more deliberate motion. When her palms wiped over and lingered on her nipples, my cock jumped to attention. You see, my wife has never been into self pleasure and we have not shared self masturbation together in our relationship.As she applied her moisterizer to her legs, raised alternatly on her stool and giving me an excellent view of her puss (did it look a little swollen?), I noticed her fingers brush against her labia more than once, almost on purpose. Her well-trimmed bush barely covered her clit (was it getting bigger?) and looked really sexy. Once or twice, I thought she might have even reached down for a quick rub, but I couldn't be sure.As she began to dry her wonderfully soft hair, she stood in front of the mirror. I could now see her entire body from the front and back. Her pelvis seemed to be thrust up against the counter top below her mirror, as if steadying herself. Than, I realized why...the hair dryer caused the countertop to vibrate in a way that sent shivers directly into her uncovered mid-section.By this time, from my hiding place, I was uncomfortably stiff. I was rubbing my cock thru my pants, but I knew I would not last long. I decided to make my move. Acting as if I just walked out of my office, where my closet is, I came up behind my wife and immediately put my arms around her mid-section. She, of course, was surprised to see me, but when I began to kiss her neck, her surprise suddenly changed to interest.For a minute or two, my wife continued to dry her hair as I continued to rub agaist her soft back side with my body and my hands. She felt sooo goood! Soon, my hands began to rub beneath her hard-nippled breasts and, based on the way she was backing against my hardness, I knew she wanted more. So, softly at first, than more insistently, I began to massage her tits and gently pull her hard nipples.By now, she had put down the hair dryer (still going...the vibrations you know!) and reached back without turning around to pull my ass toward her, forcing my now very stiff cock, still in my pants, against her ass-crack. At the same time, she could not take her eyes off the mirror, which reflected a cum-inducing scene of my hands molding her tits and, slowly, moving down to her bush. Between sucking the soft nape of her neck and whispering in her ear how much I wanted to fuck her, I caught sight of her pussy in the mirror...it was literally dripping down her leg! I could not resist dipping my fingers into that honey-pot. Her slit was oozing wet and when I rubbed against her clit, it felt as stiff as a penis! I don't think I had ever seen my lover so hot.As much as I wanted to rip down my pants and fuck her right there, from behind, I found the disapline to pull away and begin to kiss and lick down her spine, towards her foxy crack. Of course I kept my fingers busy wrapped around her clit. As I lowered my body against hers, I pushed her forward and she slightly spread her legs and she leaned over the counter. This allowed me to once again grab and caress her swinging boobs and, as luck would have it, exposed her dripping pussy to me from behind.I wasted no time in diving in and literally lapping up her cunt juice. God it tasted good! My tongue quickly found her clit and, in a very short time, she was literally fucking my lips from behind. At the same time, my uptight wife was stroking and fondling her own tits. Talk about being turned on!Well, it went pretty quick after that...within seconds, my non-sexual wife was cuming like a whore. My fingers and tongue could hardly keep up. And afterwards, she could hardly stand up. My cock, on the "other hand", did not have that problem. One that she said she would be happy to take care of....but that's another story!