(L) – This story contains strong language.
Tina and I have been married for almost 20 years now. We have great kids (whom we can finally leave overnight on their own), great jobs, a lovely home, and a fantastic connection with each other. We “work on our marriage” several times each week. Good thing our “work” is our pleasure!
If you saw us in public, you would never imagine how dirty we are together. We have dropped hints and shared PG-13 versions with some close friends, but none of them know the depths of desire and near-depraved lust we have for each other.
A few weeks back, we had the opportunity to spend a Saturday night at a local hotel without the kids. This hotel is a classy, cool place with a rooftop bar and restaurant. I picked out Tina’s outfit for her, a loose-fitting top with a deep neckline. I made sure to pack some toys, lube, and her wand vibrator. I wore a nice pair of jeans, casual shirt, and jacket.
We started with a drink at the rooftop bar. It was so nice to sit and talk and joke with each other. We took a selfie and shared it via group text with a few friends of ours. Tina’s friend responded, “You two look great. Have a great time.”
I responded, “Don’t worry, Tina will have a blast!!”
I couldn’t help but stare down her shirt and rub my hands over her strong thighs and upper back.
We decided to get one more drink and order a light dinner. The food was fantastic and we enjoyed plenty of fun conversation with the bartender and other patrons. But after our plates were cleared, Tina started running her freshly manicured nails down my back. Despite still having my jacket on, I felt the tingle, and took that as my signal. I paid the bill, and as we got up, I made a lighthearted comment to the others at the bar that “we are off to our room to work on our marriage.”
Once through the door, I grabbed her and kissed her deeply. I inhaled her perfume as I kissed both sides of her neck, and pushed my hands through her thick, luxuriant, natural red hair. I was fully engorged as I turned her around, pressed my pulsing member up against her ass, and cupped her firm breasts from behind. I could feel her nipples had hardened, even through the thick padding of her bra.
I lifted her top, quickly unhooked her bra, and said, “How about I give you a breast massage this evening?”
I disrobed completely, with Tina catching a glimpse of my rock-hard cock. She said, “Oh my!” with a little giggle.
“That is what having a wife as sexy as you does to a man,” I replied with a sexy wink.
We sat up in the bed, me propped against the wall behind her as she lay back against me. I continued to inhale her essence, kiss her head and hair, all while massaging her chest and full breasts. I took my time, massaging slowly and telling her all kinds of things about how hot she was. “Your boobs were simply incredible. I loved how everyone else at the bar got just a little glimpse of them under your sexy top, but only I get to play with them. I’m so lucky to have a wife with such fantastic tits.”
I began to focus on her nipples with light flicks, pinches, and rubs for several more minutes. She was squirming and moaning like I had never seen from breast work alone. I knew the time had arrived for more.
I gently moved and re-positioned her to the edge of the bed. I told her that I knew she was going to be wet, but wanted to check for sure with my cock. I pushed into her effortlessly. Her pussy was simply on fire, soft and soaking wet. I took two slow, deep thrusts, pulled my soaked member out, and then buried my face between her legs.
Normally I start oral play slowly, but Tina’s lips were fully engorged, her clit was as swollen as I had ever seen it, and her tight hole was dripping. I took her aroused clit into my mouth and sucked until I could feel her whole pussy contracting and pulsing on my chin.
I couldn’t take it any more. I needed her—all of her—without reservation.
I stood up, buried my cock in her again, and after only a few thrusts, spilled deep inside her. Her pussy responded and clenched on to me, and I told her to squeeze out every drop with her tight cunt. She bore down, and I felt her cum again and squirt, with the hot nectar flowing between our joined bodies.
I began to soften and slowly left her. I saw my cum dripping from her.
“It looks like your pussy has had a fun evening,” I laughed as I moved her back to the middle of the bed. “But it isn’t done yet.”
I placed a blindfold on her, handed her the wand vibrator, and grabbed the big dildo I had packed. “You’re about to be fucked again. Your pussy is about to get the ‘big girl’ treatment it deserves.” I knelt at the side of the bed as she remained on her back in front of me with her legs apart and pussy completely exposed.
Slowly, I used my fingers to push all my dripping cum back inside her. “It would be a shame to waste all this cum. Maybe it’ll keep you slick enough for this big guy . . .” I then began slowly working in the thick dildo. I kept the dirty talk and praise spilling from my mouth—filthy things she loves to hear: “Your pussy deserves this dick. Your greedy cunt loves to be filled. I’m so proud of my sexy wife for taking this thick dildo balls deep.” All the while she was using her vibrator until she convulsed.
“Yes baby,” I encouraged. “Cum for me! Squirt for me! You deserve to cum as hard as you want!”
Her orgasm was so powerful, she pushed the dildo out forcefully, and squirted all over my chest.
By now she was exhausted, but I was fully aroused again. I helped her roll over so she was bent over the bed, and entered her from behind. Since this was my second time of the night, I was able to pound her soaked, supple hole for a few more minutes.
“Fuck me hard,” she said quietly through tired but pleasured gasps.
As she begged, I couldn’t hold on anymore and finally erupted inside her again.
We both collapsed. Exhausted. Soaked. Satisfied. In lust with each other.
As is our tradition, I made sure she put her panties back on so that she could soak up our love. I also refuse to wipe myself off after sex, relishing in how long my penis stays slick after we are done.
Tina and I are so lucky to be able to share this sort of naughty connection. And we are so grateful for this community to share our tales with.
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