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I Finished Up Later

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Love-making didn't end the way I needed, so I finished up later.


It is 2 a.m. in the morning.  My wife and I tried to make love at 10 the previous night.  It worked well for her, not so much for me.  Understand me – I got hard for a while, using boner meds.  But I didn’t come, despite trying for over an hour. Because of age or medicine or whatever.

Now it’s 2 a.m. and I am still horny AF and on edge.

She is asleep beside me.  I can hear her breathing.  I know she will not mind – no, she will be glad for me – if I can cum now.  We’ve talked about it and she has been encouraging me.  One of the reasons I love her so much.

I slide my left hand down inside my pajamas.  I slide a couple of fingers along the left side of my scrotum, feeling the soft skin and bump of my testicle.  I move my hand up to my cock.  It is still wet from our exertions earlier in the evening, wet with lube and pre-cum and her juices.  I lightly wrap my fingers around my limp member and begin stroking the glans beside my urethral opening with my thumb.  It feels so good.  As I stroke, I can feel my cock lengthen and thicken just a little.  

I stroke for a little while, then quietly lift the covers from our bed and swing to sit on the edge of the bed.  I ache so much I want to use my prostate toy to make sure I cum.  I grab the toy and the bottle of lube from the small table beside the bed.  By feel, I pop the top of the lube and direct a slow drizzle onto the shaft of the massager.  I put the lube back on the table and swing my legs back onto the bed.  I turn on my side and pull one leg toward my chest for easier access to my “back door,” as we call it.  

I rub the toy around and a bit into my anus to ease the entry of my toy.  Gently I push the tip against the sphincter muscle and slid it in a little bit at a time.  I don’t use this toy frequently so I want to go slow.  Eventually the toy seats itself snugly in my ass, the tip resting against my prostate and giving me a gentle pressure that feels very good.  I straighten my leg back out and lie on my back.  I intentionally flex my Kegel muscle and anal sphincter, feeling the toy rub against my prostate.  God, it feels good.

As the good feeling grows deep in my gut, I resume slowly stroking my frenulum area.  I can feel my slippery cock growing in my hand.  My cock is starting to get more slippery as the pre-cum is flowing.  More slippery and harder and longer.  It feels so good.

I start sliding my fingers and palm along the front of my cock, then wrap my fingers around the entire shaft.  Still sliding, stroking it. Mmm, the good feeling continues.

Now I stick my right hand under my PJs, lightly grabbing my balls and squeezing them gently.  Gently at first but then more and more firmly as the pleasure intensifies.  I start thrusting into my left hand as I stroke, gently moving my pelvis in a way that rocks the toy deep inside me firmly against my prostate.  I breathe deeply as the pleasure waves flow over me, trying not to wake my love beside me.

As I continue to stroke and thrust, I can feel the orgasm start to build in me.  I cannot stop, now, I am close.  I feel the toy working its magic deep inside my gut, working its way throughout my body.  I remember our love-making from just a couple of hours ago, how much pleasure we had.  My cock gets even harder, my entire body getting more tense, muscles tightening in my groin, my ass, my legs, my abs.  Heat grows in my cock & balls, spreads throughout my body.  Pleasure waves overtake me as I cum.  I shoot one, two, three, maybe four ropes of semen onto my belly and PJs.  I continue stroking for a few seconds, then stop, totally relaxed and stated.  My breath starts to return to normal.

My wife rolls over and puts her hand on my chest.  “Was it a good one?” she quietly asks.  

“Yeah,” I say.  “It was.  Very good.”

“I’m so glad,” she says.  

“How long were you awake?” I ask.

“From the start,” she says.  “I didn’t want to break your concentration.”

And that’s just one of the reasons I love her

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