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This morning...

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Ronnie Posted on: 30 Oct 2006 2 comments
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I am sitting here in my chair wearing a tank top with no bra my pajama bottoms. My breasts feel heavy, the nipples sensative as I think about how thoroughly my husband fucked me this morning.We were lying in bed, the house silent. I snuggled deeper against his back, my arms wrapped around him and our fingers intwined. I inhale deeply the scent of his skin. He has his own smell, and it never fails to send my heart racing. God he is soooo warm, better than a space heater or an electric blanket. I love rubbing my face against the different parts of his body, his back smooth and soft, his face rough with his nights growth of beard, his thighs hairy and firm. I am getting excited as I slowly wrestle my hand from his. My hands travel up and down his body, kneading the flesh. Til eventually my hand reaches his cock. My God, it is hard and ready for me already. He turns on his back, a sleepy smile on his face. My lips trail a hot path down his side joining my hand that is slowly stroking him. I have reached the object of my desire and my tongue flicks out to taste the salty nectar that is his essence. His gasp is palpable, his taste like honey. Around and around my tongue swirles before taking him fully into my mouth. It seems like I can feel his cock grow longer and harder evertime I go down. He fists his hands in my hair in an attempt to control the pace and rhythm, but I dont let him. I look at him with a raised eyebrow and inform him that at the moment, I am captaining this ship, and continuing on with that grueling pace guaranteed to make him crazed. I alternate between stroking his lovely cock with my tongue and stroking it with my hands, lightly squeezing and lapping at his balls. He reaches down to cup my breasts around his cock, slowly pumping his hips, fucking them. I hold my mouth open accepting the stiff head of his cock over and over, feeling them brush my lips. He wants to fuck me. I can see it in his eyes, heavily lidded and dark with passion. He pulls me up to him, kissing my eyelids, the tip of my nose, my lips, delving into the sweet hollow of my neck. He gets on his knees and positions me, ass up face down. He loves it when I arch my back, so long and graceful, his fingers tracing the pretty petals of the tattoo on my lowerback. He doesnt enter me yet. He wants to watch me rub my pussy from this angle. I can feel him leaning back as he watches my fingers dipping into my pussy, sliding it up my slit to play with my clit. I want his cock. I want him to burry it, all the way up to the hilt. He pulls my vibe out, my little silver bullet, and rubs it tantalizingly slow against my clit. God, I am so wet! He slides it in, all the way, looking for my g-spot. BINGO!! There it is! He turns the vibe on and watches me shutter and promptly slides his cock in after it! WTF! OH when the orgasm cums it consumes me, my body wracked with convulsions. I am whimpering uncontrollable and I can hear him mumrming to me, Oh Yeah baby, and he smacks my ass over and over, each time rubbing the sting out. Then he is fucking me again, making my cunt sing. All the while telling me how beautiful I am and how sweet my cunny tastes on his fingers. My face is burried in the pillows, the blankes fisted in my hand, ahhh the pleasure of it!!!! Faster and faster he strokes my cunt with his cock; harder and harder. I know he wants to cum. I pull away and lay underneath his cock, pumping away with my hands. He reaches down and slides a finger into my pussy to play with my g-spot. I ask him, "Where you want it, baby". I am giving him a solid choice of where he wants to cum. He groans his answer. I chuckle seductively and ask him If wants to come on my breasts or on my face....Of course, we all know the answer to that one! I open my mouth, tease the head of his cock with my tongue. By now, I know that he has lost all control and is completely at my mercy. I make him edge. I want him delerious with desire. I want him to want to cum so bad that he cant think at all. Faster I stroke, and my mouth gets dirtier and dirtier as I say the things guaranteed to get the reaction I want. The moment is at hand, so to speak. He is going to cum. His cock strains against my hand and I ram it into my mouth and down my throat, one for the road you might say. He pulls my head back as 4-5 long white ropes are release from the purple head of his cock. His thighs shivering, almost unable to hold his weight. "Yeah, baby," I coo to him, "Gimme that cum, baby". He looks at my face, his eyes glazed and satisfied, reaches down and picks up a towl from the floor in our room and gentle cleans my face, neck, and breasts. Then we lay down again, me and my own personal heater, my friend, my lover, my husband....I hope your morning was just as pleasant...Love, Ronnie___________________[sig]RonnieCiao[/sig]