Middle of the Night

A few weeks ago my husband and I had an argument before bed. We said our “good nights” and he quickly fell asleep. I couldn’t fall asleep and soon it was 1am. I was emotionally and sexually frustrated. Pitch black in the room. Low hum of a sound machine. Just laying there with my thoughts.  I first thought I would just take matters into my own hand and masturbate but decided to wake him. And although I was upset, I decided to wake him in a pleasant way, lol.  He was sleeping on his his side. His back to me. I scooted over in bed towards him so my body was just a few inches from his and ran my fingers up and down his back. Once I knew he was half awake I moved my hand to his shoulder blade then up over his shoulder. He put his hand on mine and squeezed, giving me a reassuring feeling. With his hand still on mine, he helped move my hand down from his shoulder across his chest, down his stomach and onto the waistband of his boxers.  He let go of my hand and moved from his side to lay on his back. I moved my body so I was now pressed tightly against him. Laying my head on his chest, my right leg on top of his right leg, pressing my pussy against his thigh. When I pressed against him I could already feel the wetness through my shorts.  He brought his left hand across his body, slid it up my tshirt and started to gently squeeze my breast. My hand started to move down from his waistband and gently rub his now hard dick over his boxers.  He kissed my forehead and started to pinch my nipple. I slipped my hand under his boxers, the direct contact of feeling his dick in my hand sent chills through me.  I stroked him gently, spreading his precum around his tip with my palm. His breathing had quickened and his hand was starting to explore my body. He moved down from my breast to my hip then down onto my ass. Giving it a slap.   I took my hand off his dick, sat up and pushed the comforter off of us. I pulled his boxers down just past his ass, slipped my shorts off and then sat on his thighs. His dick right in between my legs.  His hands resting on my thighs, rubbing up and down some, then moving to my ass.  Grabbing his dick at the base, I helped guide it to my pussy. Pressing into my lips and then onto my clit where I rubbed his tip against it. After a moment I stopped because he let out a quiet moan.  With his dick still on my clit, I removed my hand, and moved my body just a tad so his dick slipped slowly deep into my pussy.  I placed my hands on his chest and start to grind back and forth against his dick. My breathing picked up. The feeling of his body under mine. Not being able to see anything. Almost no noise. Just his breathing and mine. Having the sensation of only being able to feel each other.  Mmmmm His hands move to my shoulder blades. He knows I like being touched there.  I start to grind harder, but not faster. Still taking my time. Making sure he feels every inch of my pussy around his dick.  In a half moan/half breath he says my name.  Fuck.  Knowing he is feeling good and feeling pleasured is such a turn on. Hearing my name with a mix of excitement, coming from his lips is my cue. I take my hands off his chest and place one on top of the headboard to hold on. The other hand I move to my pussy and find my clit. I press two of my fingers against it.  His hands have moved to my tits. Squeezing hard. Cupping them. Running his fingers over my hard nipples.  I keep grinding hard, and pick up speed not only grinding against his dick which I can feel throbbing inside me, but also with my fingers. Circling my clit now.  Even though it’s completely dark in the room, I know he’s close. He doesn’t make much noise when he gets close, but I know how his body feels when he’s almost there. His legs stiffen. His hands start to tremble, his stomach contracts.  When he starts to cum, that sends me into my orgasm. Knowing I’m satisfying him. Mmmmmm. My fingers start to press harder against my clit.  I’ve disciplined myself to be completely quiet when I orgasm if I want. And tonight I want to be quiet. I just want to hear his exasperated breathing and to just take in the feeling of the moment.  All I can hear now is his breathing as he calms down.  My hands are back on his chest now and I lean down to kiss his cheek. I lift my body off his, getting off the bed, feeling wetness dripping down my thighs.  Finding my shorts, I slip them on and make my way back to my side of the bed.  We didn’t solve the emotional frustrations but the sexual frustrations were taken care of, lol.