Twice in an Hour

You get the idea. However, this doesn’t happen very often for us. For starters, we’re both near 30 (I actually AM 30), we have 2 kids, both of us work, and both get up at 5:30 in the morning on weekdays to go to work. Beyond that, my wife is actually one of those women who, after she cums, wants to hit the sack (kinda like a guy). She’s not a big fan of the multiple orgasm, I guess (seriously…I don’t get it – as a guy, you only DREAM of such things).

Well, that wasn’t exactly the case this evening. Tonight, my wife and I were in a good, horny mood. The kids FINALLY hit the sack and she came out to fold some clothes. Then, she and I exchanged the look. It was on…in the family room. Now, I’m a big fan of couch sex. We’re a little more constricted in our movements, which brings us closer to each other…and brings my wife’s huge boobs right in front of me. That was the story tonight. She came over to me, straddled me on the couch, and shoved her boobs (about DD or so, maybe a little smaller) right in my face so I could bury my lips and tongue between them. I did this happily. I proceeded to remove her top and then got to it on her nipples. This clearly pleased her, as I started hearing the moans coming from her.

Now, for the fun part. After some nipple play, she proceeded to untie my shorts, pull them down, and start giving me a blow job. This felt quite nice but, to her, it was simply a precursor to what came next – riding me. I’d been waiting for this for about 2 hours at this point, so the anticipation was killing me. She pulled off her shorts, exposing her warm, wet pussy. She lowered herself onto me, letting me feel the entire, encompassing warmth inside of her and then began her work. This felt INCREDIBLE to me as she really started in. The problem? I’d been thinking about sex for 2 hours and, well, it didn’t take me long. She was clearly disappointed but I was done. She, instead brought in the “relief pitcher” (the vibrating, 6″ dildo she just purchased) from the bedroom, came back out to the couch, laid up against me, and began to fuck herself with the dildo while I fingered her wet clit. She, in not much time, got her orgasm and came quite loudly. Didn’t wake up the kids, so that was positive…

We ended up going to bed, as she had to get up early today. She said that I owed her a back massage for my finishing so early. Usually, she is out cold within 3 minutes of the beginning of my massage. However, this time, she decided she wanted another round of sex (unheard of after a massage, by the way). So, instead of going to sleep, she rolled over and began stroking my cock, after which I got hard rather quickly. I moved my hand down between her legs and checked to see if she was ready for more. Turns out that she was 🙂 She indicated that she was ready for Round 2.

So, we started in quickly this time. I climbed on top of her, teasing her with my cock as I waited for her to get even wetter. I then entered her slowly, then with a quick thrust that made her scream just a bit. This brought me deep inside of her. I followed with a few quick, deep thrusts than made her want more…then I stopped and pulled out. I proceeded to bathe her with my tongue, starting with her breasts and then moving down past her stomach. I brought her legs up so that her feet were up by her shoulders and proceeded to cover the backs and insides of her legs with my tongue. I brought my tongue up close to her clit…but stopped…and moved back up to enter her with my cock. I brought the head close so that I could barely feel it. At this point, she was essentially whining for more, as if she got to the counter and found that her favorite pair of shoes just sold out to the customer before her. I knew it was time to get to it.

I started in at a frantic pace, thrusting hard and deep. She loved it as I worked up faster and faster. I brought her legs up by her head so that I could penetrate deeper and press up against her clit. As I did this, she starting panting harder and asking me to fuck her harder. I thrust in as far and deep as I could as her moans turned into yells, saying “fuck me HARD, fuck…me…HARD!” This went on for another minute or so as I kept thrusting my cock into her wet pussy. Finally, I could feel it building up inside of me as I hit the final stretch. I thrusted harder and faster until I came loudly and over her yells released everything I had left inside of me. It felt quite heavenly and was an excellent coda to a sex-focused evening.

When all was finished, she and I were both tired and exhausted (yes, they can be different) and hit the hay, both falling asleep within 2 minutes…just the way I thought we would when we first crawled into bed.

…and who said surprises couldn’t be INCREDIBLY fun…

Sex You Can Write About

NOTE: I started this post back in mid-May and just got back to it.  Pardon it’s late nature…

So, most guys think sex is pretty cool. We talk about it, think about it, try to do it as often as possible. However, how many actually write about it? This is the cool thing about blogging. Thanks, WordPress…

Anyway, so Sunday was Mothers’ Day. Spent the day with the family but the weekend with the extended family, in absentia. Long story short, I’m having family problems that don’t directly involve my wife. However, the problems put a damper on the weekend mood and were a bad omen when they happened (Friday). Saturday was spent cleaning, Sunday was spent finding out that our plans weren’t going to work out as we’d hoped. We were going to get pizza and our favorite place was closed (what?). We went to the second-best place (which was less kid-friendly) and it appeared as though they had all of their cooking and electrical storage equipment connected to a 500 Joule power strip with no surge protection. I think their lights cut out 4 times and the TV twice. It was a new shopping center, too. What’s that about choosing the lowest bidder? ANYWAY, all told, the pizza was good but the day turned out to be less than spectacular. Heck, even our kids decided that they didn’t want to hit the sack on time, leaving my wife and I tired, disappointed, and late for bed.

…and that’s when the fun began! My wife jumped into bed quickly – and obviously horny – and asked if I was going to make her feel like a woman for the first time that weekend. Of course, I was happy to oblige her, as I was quite tired of the kids. So, it went something like this:

1. Fondle breasts – slowly at first, then much more vigorously as we got to it
2. Deep, soft (but strong) kisses
3. Run hands up and down my wife’s long, sexy legs (and think about them wrapping around me)
4. Climb on top with rock-hard erection and hover over wife while she waits for it
5. Get to business…but tease as we work things up
6. Fuck the hell out of her and make her forget the day

That worked rather well (for both of us). I got a fair amount of exercise (we were getting to it), she felt satisfied, we both passed out…cold. All told, it was a pretty good Mother’s Day when it was all said and done.

The cherry on top was the best, though 🙂

No posts in awhile…but active…

I have to say, I had a pretty good response to the oral-sex post the last time I logged in and actually wrote anything. Life has been crazy. However, apparently that post held true over 14 years and a few of you still seem to like it (and I got a rather provocative and inviting comment on it – don’t think my wife would appreciate that too much, Betsy…but I’m flattered nonetheless :))

Anyway, on to bigger and better things. Tonight, I’m horny, dammit. My wife is, too. The kids put a damper on things a bit, but I have to say that I am ready for a little shindig at the house tonight. No work tomorrow for either of us, both kids were exhausted and are out cold.

Have you ever been in one of those moods where you just need to tear your partner’s clothes off? I’m not talking take them off and have sex. I’m talking about actually getting to it and taking off the other’s clothes so fast that you don’t think you can do it fast enough. That’s how I’m feeling right now…and I’m getting a rock-hard erection because of it. It’s go time.

That said, there’s something to be said for tearing my wife’s clothes off in a frenzied fashion…and then making her wait for it while I hover over her, throbbing cock armed and ready. I can only imagine how wet she will get just thinking about the warm, hard dick that is about to penetrate her. It usually doesn’t take long, and she gets very, very wet. I’m pretty sure all of you – guys and girls – know exactly how that feels. For guys, the control of the situation makes you just want to do it more. For girls, the waiting game is torture – but in the good way. You hate it…but you love it. You know, deep down, that you want a guy that will do that to you when you least expect it. Guys just hope they get the chance to do just that 🙂

So, hopefully, I’ll be back here tomorrow with a good story to boot. For now, I have to take care of business. Kids are asleep, so it’s time to get fucking. Later!!!