Splattered (apologies To Rolling Stones)

On one of my birthdays in the early 2000s, my wife made some special arrangements. She set it up for our daughter to spend the night at her best friend’s house, and made reservations for us at a small nearby Italian restaurant. After a leisurely dinner, we walked back home. When we arrived, she told me to go out to the backyard hot tub and get naked. I stripped out there, cock rock-hard in anticipation, and got in. I slowly stroked my meat as I awaited the wife.

After 10 minutes or so she arrived, big titties and ass jiggling as she carried a bottle of bubbly and some glasses. We drank slowly, playing teasingly with each others genitals with an occasional break for me to pig out on her massively erect nipples. She got me close to cumming and released my cock to cool down a bit. By now it was kind of dusky and she sat on the edge of the hot tub, leaned back a bit and spread her legs for me. Her beautiful, hairy cunt was right in front of me, and I caressed her hard little clit with my fingertips. She got close to cumming as well and got out of the tub and bent over the side, telling me to “put your big penis inside of me.” I didn’t need to be told twice and pushed my cock into her wet snatch to the balls. I fucked her deeply for a few minutes and, seeing I was in imminent danger of ejaculating, the wife uncoupled from me and got back in the hot tub. She assumed the position on the edge and I ate her out to a throbbing orgasm, in full potential view of our quite conservative neighbours.

“Mmmm, let’s go to bed,” she husked. We hurried upstairs and climbed into our king-size bed. She dangled her big nipples over my mouth as we masturbated each other. She was sopping wet and her horny feminine musk permeated the room, while my pre-cum lubricated my pulsating shaft. The wife stroked slowly, breaking off from time to time to work my now-retracted balls. She rolled onto her back and told me to straddle her torso.

I did so, and she enveloped my cock between her soft, warm breasts. She squeezed me there, but stopped whenever it seemed I was about to cum. I was starting to wonder how she meant to get me off - those familiar with my stories will know she finds my cock’s thickness and the size of my cumloads uncomfortable. It looked like my lucky day, as she released her boobs and leaned forward to take me deeply into her widely stretched mouth. She bobbed on my cock and I could feel my load building up even more. She edged me in this way, reaching down to finger herself whenever she gave my cock a break.

Finally she asked, “Are you ready to shoot for me, baby?” I grunted yes and she resumed her sucking. As I felt a wild cumshot nearing eruption in my perineum, I thought to myself, “Thank you god…this is gonna be so fucking good!” Then she popped me out of her mouth and I thought, “NOOOO.” But I wasn’t to be let down.

The wife took my desperate cock in a firm but teasing grip and jacked me beautifully. My load began its final voyage and I knew I was about to be stroked off onto the sheets - my wife has never liked cum on her face. She kept up her relentless beat and started to move her head from side to side, eyes closed. I started into one of those orgasms where the cum starts spurting out well before the paroxysms of cumming overwhelm you. It landed on her neck and chin and then I blew an absolutely monstrous load.

I moaned incoherently as waves of cum-pleasure coursed through me. I fired rope after rope of thick, hot cum all over the wife’s smiling face. It seemed as if I simply couldn’t stop cumming as I hosed her down. Both cheeks, her forehead, her hair, and her chin received my cum tribute and by the time she finished milking me virtually her entire face was splattered and bathing in my ball sauce.

I collapsed onto my side of the bed, my nuts completely and utterly drained. She wiped my cum off her face and we fell asleep. I woke to my cock instantly hardening as she took me in her mouth, and she ended my birthday celebrations with a reverse cowgirl buttfuck in her lubed-up asshole. A night to remember, as they say.