Gonna bed we had both had stressful days between work and another tense conversation about our relationship that had ended on great terms actually. It had just left us both kinda drained and feeling slightly on edge so it didn’t really surprise me when we both went to bed still wearing our evening relaxed clothes. She wore a very loose tank top along with a pair of silk shorts and I crawled into bed still in my t-shirt, a pair of boxers and basketball shorts.
We spent time on our phones sharing a few cute images of ferrets and some stupid political articles that came across reddit before eventually she took her glasses off and stretched out on her back. “Tomorrow will beeeee.” she yawned in the middle of her sentence. “Another good day you’ll see.” she said, tucking her arm closest behind her head and letting her other arm just rest by her side.
“You’re right.” I said back leaning over to kiss her and rolling over to spend a bit more time on my phone without the light from the screen in her eyes. As another hour went by I was hot and sweaty and needed to go to the bathroom so getting up I moved in the dark using just my phone screen for light to the bathroom. On my way back I ditched my shirt and basketball shorts before curling up next to my wife. I rested my hand on the inside of her leg and lightly stroked up to the bottom of her shorts before eventually falling asleep.
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When I woke up there was a slight moment of panic as I tried to roll away and found my wrist was held tight by something. It took another moment to realize what was happening as my hand was pulled back and pushed against something warm and very wet. It was as my middle finger was pushed into my wifes soaked pussy I realized she was using my hand to mastrubate.
Slowly my brain was catching up with what was happening and not really awake; I wasn’t one to argue so I tried my best to make this even better for her. I tried slightly turning my hand which must have caused her to think I was pulling away, her grip tightened and she pulled my wrist tighter, sliding my finger deeper inside her which I curled pressing against her G-spot and causing her hips to arch.
Finally I was able to get my thumb over her clit and with slow subtle movements made small circles which caused her to audibly moan and grid into my hand. She was soaked at this point and with how hard she was grinding it was as though she wanted to pull my entire hand into her as I slowly managed to work a second finger inside her. She worked my hand like a toy, sliding it in and out by my wrist but with the addition of the second finger she let go her hand just as wet as mine sliding across the bed to my boxers.
It was only now I realized that my cock had at some point in the night slid out the open slit, since most of my boxers were missing the button, and now was quite hard. As she took hold of it stroking it she moaned again and before I could react had let go and was quickly lifting her hips pulling my hand out of her shorts and pulling them off. I was still barely awake and before the wondered passed through my mind of should I take off my boxers she had rolled away from me and was pushing back against me.
My cock slid between her ass cheeks as I moved to spoon her but instead she threw her leg over mine and reaching between her legs took hold of my shaft. There was no romance here, just carnal, near subconscious desire. I could still barely tell if she was awake and I was just finally coming completely to my senses as she lined the head of my cock up with her open waiting entrance and using her leg to pull me in pushed back hard. She gasped and moaned at the same time as she started to grind the head of my cock as deep inside as she could.
Now I don’t consider myself massive by any stretch, at a little over 7 inches long and 5 inches around, but there were plenty of times where going too deep too quick had left my wife sore all the next day. Now though she didn’t seem to care and even as I tried to pull out slightly her leg locked behind mine kept me where she wanted. Rolling her hips back her only barely awake pussy holding my cock with no chance of letting go I started to feel my shaft throb, swelling inside her.
Again I tried to pull back but she must have felt it too and knowing it meant I was close started thrusting back hard. Somewhere either asleep in her subconscious or now awake she knew how to make me cum and was pulling out all the stops. Sliding only half way off my shaft before pushing back in and grinding her hips in small circles before repeating was something we’d found early in our relationship could even draw out a second orgasm and she was using it to her benefit.
A mild panic set in as I placed my hand on her hip and tried to push her off just enough so I could slide out and at least cum on her instead of pressed against her womb. But, the moment my hand touched her side her own hand came from off her clit where she’d been playing with herself and pulled me just close enough to hear her moan “it’s, it’s safe.” Her breath caught as she spoke but that was all it took for me to lose control. Meeting her next thrust I pushed as deep as I could pulling her hips back into mine, my cum shooting up my shaft and directly into her as her own orgasm caused her to cry out and bite down on a pillow.
Multiple waves of cum emptied inside her as her pussy gripped and squeezed my shaft. We both laid there neither one of us wanting to move the idea of sleeping buried inside her, keeping my cum plugged in her had me smiling and starting to drift to sleep. Then though I felt her moving her leg from its position over my legs as she pulled it up to her chest. I figure she was gonna get up and take a bath or maybe rinse off in the shower like she normally did when we were done but I was wrong.
Getting comfortable as the little spoon she slid her hand between her legs and lightly stroked the exposed bit of my shaft, her thumb pressing on the underside as though pushing the remaining cum up in her. Maybe we weren’t done, I wondered as she started rolling her hips again. I had only just started to go soft but with the extra sensitivity from the recent release, her hand around my shaft and the idea of a second round, I slowly got hard again.
With her legs mostly together, and a lot of our energy already drained we were slower and less rough. She rocked her hips back to meet mine as I was able to slide in and out to meet her. Without her holding me in I was able to pull almost all the way out before pushing back against her. It was warmer and I could feel my cock pushing its way through my first load I had left in her. I couldn’t tell if I would cum again tonight, as my second orgams usually took a lot more effort and in the past had only come from group play, but I didn’t mind. My goal tonight was to satisfy my wife and I would keep going till she told me to stop even if she fell asleep.
Over the next ten minutes we slowly, sleepily made love, my one hand rubbing her back, my other on her hip holding her steady. She then had one hand between her legs alternating between lightly teasing her now extremely sensitive clit, eliciting light gasps every time she touched it, and stroking the part of my shaft that didn’t quite slide all the way in. Her other was arm wrapped around her stuffie holding it to her chest to moan into.
As I started getting tired and the rocking of her hips slowed I felt the familiar throb of an orgasm building. She must have as well as while still tired, her hand between her legs having fallen still, her hips started rolling again with slightly renewed energy. With long thrust pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in I focused on the idea of filling my wife with a second load. The idea that with it being safe, if I wanted to tempt fate, I could follow all of this up by waking her up with yet a third round in the morning. Several options of what I could do in the morning quickly passed through my mind: waking her up by fingering her and playing with the evidence from her waking me up for sex, eating her out which was something I’d fantasized about doing a few times after giving her a cream pie, or trying to work her up and waking her up mid orgasm as I gave her a third load.
All those ideas mixed with her hand reaching back to grab my hip and pulling me in tight was what it took for me to gently yet firmly push most of the way into the woman of my heart and cum again. I felt my shaft throbbing inside her as her own muscles gripped and released my shaft milking it. I felt as her arm went limp from where it had been holding my hip and my own eyelids now too heavy to keep open slid shut.
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It took me a few moments to realize my alarm was going off but when I finally did I quickly turned it off and feeling over to her side of the bed to discover it empty. Then the door to the bathroom opened and after blinking a few times at the bright light I saw her standing there, still a bit damp, hair wrapped up in a towel, with a bright smile. “Morning Daddy!” She said cheerfully as she walked over to the bed and leaned over to kiss my cheek. As she walked over to her underwear drawer she bent over obviously teasing me, her slit still slightly gaped open from the night before. “Gotta get up you’ll be late.” She said as she turned her head to look at me before stepping into a pair of black panties, that said ’Yes, Daddy?’ in pink letters on the back, and pulling them up.
Unwrapping her hair from the towel and squeezing it dry she shot me a slightly stern look. “We gotta go in 5 minutes.” her voice’s tone matching the look as she walked to the bedroom door. “I’m gonna go so I’m not distracting you.” She added, picking up a pile of clothes and heading to the bedroom door. Walking out the door she leaned back and glared and in the same tone as before said, “5 minutes.”
I started to sit up as she walked out but flopped back spread eagle on the bed staring at the ceiling fan overhead as it spun. Had last night really happened? Had it been a dream? I shook my head and quickly got up, throwing my boxers at the hamper and getting dressed. As I started to walk out of the room I happened to glance at my boxers that were hanging on the rim of the hamper and smiled at the discolored spot on the crotch.
NSFW: yes
