Last night marked eleven days since Lauren and I had done anything naughty in the sack. Eleven days! We've been through such droughts before, and really the big contributor to this drought was her monthly visitor (which had just left us) and the fact that we've both been mega busy in our jobs and life in general.
Well, the eleven-day drought *came* to an end last night. We were laying in bed watching TV when all of a sudden my cock hardened and horny thoughts entered my mind. For no reason, too! Right then I realized I really wanted to fuck my wife. My wandering hands and horny intentions took her a bit by surprise, but, after only about 30 seconds of groping her and Lauren teasing me a bit, we were both naked and there I was DEEP inside her. Doggy style, no less.
In the past I've written about our issues with birth control. I'm getting a vasectomy in the fall as she's allergic to latex and cannot take birth control for medical reasons. These factors have resulted in far less sex than we'd like (a bad thing) and way more oral sex than most couples engage in (a good thing). Well, a few weeks ago we kind of decided that, in the interim, since we couldn't do condoms anymore, we'd resort to the pull-out method. We've done the pull-out method many times before and it's never backfired on us. Well, last night it was the pull-out method and I wouldn't have had it any other way.
I have to say that, while a blowjob is a wonderfully enjoyable experience, unencumbered sex is magnificently pleasurable. The pleasure is in fact through the rough, especially when she's ultra wet like Lauren was last night. She wasn't ultra wet to start, though. Once we were naked I guided her body into doggy style position and got on my knees behind her. She dropped to her elbows and turned her head to the side--which, for some reason, drives me wild. I slid into her without much effort and, like always, planted my hands on her fantastically round, firm ass cheeks. God, among my wife's most ridiculously crazy, beautiful features would have to be her ass. It's the picture of perfection.
She wasn't that wet when I slid inside but I could tell she was really into this. She wouldn't have dropped to her elbows if she wasn't really wanting to be pile-drived. And I doubt she would have uttered, "Mmmm, fuck me, baby," if she didn't really want to get hammered. And by hammered I mean "head-board-banging-against-the-wall-so-hard-that-we-had-to-wedge-a-pillow-to-stop-the-noise" hammered. I mean erotic intensity verbalized so loudly that I had to stop for a second to go and close our bedroom door. I mean sexual force so violent that within 45 seconds I felt sweat collecting on my cheeks. The mattress vibrated and shook as Lauren and I fucked each other with the force of a head-on collision.
And she got wetter and wetter and wetter.
Just when I slipped into an almost trance-like state--sort of an out-of-body state in which my ears ring and my head gets really foggy--I could tell she was within seconds of cumming. I then noticed that she was getting herself off. I could feel her fingers. It felt like her middle finger was massaging her clitoris while her index and ring fingers pressed against her labia. By this time she was soaked and her pussy made a wet noise with the piston-like motion of my cock.
She was cumming hard. I'm not sure if I've ever seen her cum harder. I wondered if I'd hit her g-spot or something.
Just when she was settling down I felt the burn of sperm building. I could tell this was going to be a big one. I hadn't cum in at least a week (the last time I'd cum was by my own hand) and how I felt tonight was the kind of horniness a man feels when his body is demanding that he ejaculate or else. So, yeah, I was excited to see what was about to happen and had to quickly decide where it was happening. On her ass and back, I thought.
The moans and groans poured out of me as the ejaculatory response built.
I quickly pulled out and then without warning Lauren rolled over beneath me, onto her back, and cupped her breasts. I was jerking off, unsure of what to do next. And then the sperm rocketed out of me. I distinctly remember three ropes--one right up through the middle and between her breasts. The second was on her pussy and hip. And the third just basically gooed her clitoris and filled her belly button. I was so satisfied with what I'd just done and what we'd just done.
Two magnificent orgasms. My ears were ringing. My head was still cloudy. And sweat had built up along my cheeks. The room wreaked of sex. We were drained, exhausted and depleted.
But this mess required a shower. All good sex requires a shower afterward.
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Interesting note (at least to me). The other day I measured my cock. It has been at least 2 or 3 years since I last did so. From what I can recall: same result--7 and 1/8 inches. But length has never been the story with me. Girth and a big head always have been the story. As it should be.
Should I post some photos of my cock?
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