I had trouble writing this story because the intense memories that the words evoked created an irresistible urge to wank myself. I wrote and then wanked. Then wanked and then wrote. I tried doing both at the same time, but my fingers trembled on the key board.
The story is a memory of masturbating and having sex with my wife.
Her breasts fall onto my face when she kneels naked above me. Her nipples brush against my lips and I take one into my mouth and suck it.
She is straddled across my body. Her knees are either side of my hips so that her cunt is above my hard cock. I take my cock in my hand and rub the tip against her labia. Her lips are stretched wide and her clitoris is getting harder as I rub it with the top of my penis. She is getting very wet and her juices are falling onto my hard dick, providing lubrication for it to rub against her opening vagina.
I love the feeling of the softness of her breasts falling on my face. The whole world is now her breasts on my face. For these minutes, nothing else exists. Her erect nipple is between my lips and I am caressing it with my tongue.
I bring my hand between her legs and rub her firm clit with my forefinger. I feel her respond, pushing her hips forward. The wetness in her cunt creates a unique sound.
She moves forward so that instead of her breasts on my face it is now her wet cunt. Now it is the turn of my tongue to lick her most sensitive spot. I run my tongue between her opened lips and into the opening of her vagina. During her ovulation, the juice is thick and elastic. It is the sweetest taste and the most beautiful aroma in the world.
She grinds her whole sex against my face as her excitement rises. I know she is not too far from climaxing because, with my tongue in her vagina, she reaches down to massage her hard clit. I feel her hand moving above my face brushing against my lips. I reach down to hold my cock and begin to wank it vigorously.
She can no longer bear to be upright and falls to her side of the large bed. She is still holding her vulva, pressing her hand flatagainst her labia. Then she forms a fist with only her middle finger rubbing her source of pleasure firmly and regularly.
I turn on to my side. I am masturbating my cock while watching my wife bring herself to a climax. My lips once again fasten onto the nipple nearest to me and this sends her over the edge. Her whole body shakes, and she goes into several spasms a few seconds apart. Each one is weaker than the last until she once again calm.
‘Come to me now’ she whispers. I move on top of her. My cock slips easily into her. Together we enjoy the warm sensations of me in her. We move together until I sense her coming again and this time, I release my load deep inside her. She is the centre of my universe.
Slowly the rest of our world comes into focus but my cock stays inside her. I want this to last as long as possible. We kiss and gently we separate.
Only then can life resume.
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