A Much Needed Moment

We had been invited on a week away with a few couples we’ve been friends with for quite some time. Screen Shot 2014-08-19 at 9.54.16 PMWe accepted their invitation reluctantly because a week with just ourselves would’ve been nice but we’ve declined them all a few too many times.

We arrived at the cabin early. We split up after breakfast (men do manly things and us women do quite the opposite) and come together in the evening for a meal, drinks and laughter. After following this routine for a few days I began getting bored with it.

My suggestion of “why don’t we all hang out together instead of splitting up tomorrow?” was received with laughter and all the reasons why that is a terrible idea because it’s nice to get rid of the men. I just missed my husband, sure the girls days were nice but I just wanted to be with him. I didn’t tell him because he had been enjoying his days with the boys and I didn’t want to seem like I was complaining. After passing it off as a joke I got back into the mindset I needed to endure another one of these typical girls days that I was not in the mood for. I sent Az a text just so he knew he was on my mind.

Me: Missing your cute little grin, have a nice day sexy xx
Az: Ahh my sweet k, won’t be gone as long today. I’ll be back at 3, make sure you’re ready and don’t mention anything to the others. Love you gorgeous xo
Me: Ready for what mister? I want it to be 3 NOW!
Az: Patience my sweet k, I’m struggling also… I could’ve gone for a day of you and I in bed.
Me: Come back then!
Az: I will at 3. Love you baby xo

I sat there watching the clock, I love spending time with my friends but it gets a bit much after awhile, more so when all I can think about is my sexy husband wanting to spend the day with me in bed. I messaged him again;\.

Me: Your sweet k needs her husband, her pussy is aching…
Az: Cheeky, go to our room and pick out something sexy to wear later.
Me: I already did that, which is why my pussy is the way it is now, my mind may have wandered…
Az: Give me an hour, be ready xo

Longest hour ever! I had a shower to freshen up, put on my something sexy and waited for my man, I had a beer while listening to the girls still talking about nothing of importance. I still had no idea what was planned, I was so excited and horny. Az walked in, the others came back early with him. I followed him upstairs and talked to him while he had his shower. Apparently the others made plans for an afternoon barbecue and movies outside. I was thinking whatever plans my Az had were ruined by this. We walked downstairs and they were all beginning to get things ready. Az told them we would be skipping the evening and would be back later, I could see the disappointment on their faces, I felt slack but we needed our moment.

We left and not long after were at a hotel in a lovely room with an amazing view. He informed me he had no intentions of returning to the cabin until tomorrow. He even had a spare bag packed with the necessities. We went out for a few drinks and had dinner, it was torture really, I wanted my husband in that bed and he was flirting like crazy and telling me all he was thinking of earlier in the day. It was a lovely evening but it was getting late, it was time!

We made our way up the hall to our room, hands wandering and occasionally getting sidetracked with lust, next thing we were on the bed, his body pressed against mine and his hands pinning mine to the bed. I could feel the ache in my pussy, I felt the arousal flush over my body. He removed my dress and unhooked my bra, what a relief just to have that gone, he squeezed my breast and began licking and nibbling, I couldn’t wait any longer. He kissed and nibbled my neck in all the right places, in the heat of the moment I pushed him back to his knees, I unbuttoned his shorts and let his erection spring free, I stroked briefly, feeling his hardness and admiring the delicate skin, I took him in my mouth, taking him all the way.

I could taste his precum as I slid him in and out of my mouth. His hardness was throbbing with every stroke, I could feel him getting harder and harder within my mouth. He pulled away from me and pushed me back on the bed, he was between my legs and submerged his tongue between my pussy lips, curling his tongue towards my clit. He slid two fingers inside me and began massaging my sensitive spots, I could feel myself clamping down on his fingers, I was close to cumming. The pressure was perfect, his licks and flicks timed to perfection, the pleasure was starting to wash over me non stop, my release was close, his warm tongue and lips massaged my clit until the sensations overpowered me. My pussy clamped down on his fingers while my body lost control, his mouth took in the taste of my orgasm.

He got up and I took him in my mouth again, tasting all his moistness, he was thrusting gently into my mouth, he pulled out again and laid me back on the bed, he spread my legs and pushed into me deep, it took my breath away, I was still very tight from my orgasm. He held it there while I caught my breath. He began pulling in and out, slowly at first, I could feel all of him as he filled me, he sped up and I began squeezing him with each thrust, I pulled his face to mine and kissed him hard as my body was tingling. The friction we were making was perfect, I could feel my body beginning to tense, I was tightening around him, I looked down to see him thrusting deep into me, it was enough to send another wave of pleasure over me. He pushed into me deeper and my orgasm exploded, my legs jolted and pushed him out, my body was shaking and tense, I was in ecstasy, my pussy was drenched with my orgasm. I looked up to see him grinning, he entered me again, I was so tight. He sped up and I could tell by the look on his face that he was close, I wrapped my legs around him and gently scratched his back, he was going harder, his body tensed and his voice grew deeper, I felt the first shot of his warm cum, he slowed and pushed into me with each shot of love juice.

He leaned in for a kiss then laid next to me. He gently massaged my breasts as we allowed our breathing to slow. I was so relaxed and I’m sure I had a smirk on my face. We later filled the spa bath and shared a bottle of wine, we talked for hours, I felt so spoiled. I didn’t want this night to end, I was very eager to see what would happen in the following hours leading into the morning.

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Mountain Spa, DIY Style

It was late June and our kids were away at camp for the week, so my wife and I decided to take off for a romantic getaway while they were gone. Her aunt and uncle have a cabin in the mountains and it was available for the weekend, so we packed up a few things, strapped the mountain bikes on the car, and headed north. The drive was only a couple of hours, but with no schedule to keep we just took our time, chatting and enjoying each other’s company, and made our way into the mountains. We were looking forward to some adventures, like visiting one of the nearby wineries, doing some biking, and checking out the local town. And we were definitely eager for some naked time!

We had never been to their cabin, so when we arrived we quickly realized that “cabin” was a misnomer. This place was amazing! It was really more like a secluded private lodge – a huge great room with a beautiful mountain view, a great home theater setup in the basement, and a nice master suite and bathroom, complete with a shower built for two and old-fashioned tub. To cap it off, it had a great wrap-around screen porch overlooking the mountains. After we explored all the rooms we sat together and rocked for a few minutes on the porch swing. I looked at her and could tell she was thinking the same thing I was: “I don’t know if want to leave at all – this place is awesome!” She agreed, so we unpacked, poured a couple of glasses of wine, and settled in.

We did have some adult fun that day, but this story takes place on day 2, which happened to be her birthday. Since we weren’t going to be able to celebrate with the kids or any family, I wanted to make the day special for her. We slept in, snuggled for a little while, then I got up and made a big eggs & bacon breakfast, which we ate on the porch. After hanging out and reading and relaxing for a little while, I had an idea for another birthday present. I told her to stay where she was, and set to work. I found a sleeping bag, blankets, sheets, and a couple of towels, and I transformed the picnic table on the back porch into a makeshift massage table. I set up my iPhone with a Pandora spa station, grabbed some massage oil and a couple of water bottles, and went and fetched my bride.

I led her to the porch, and when she saw the picnic table and heard the spa sounds, she gave me a skeptical look. I replied, “Welcome to your personal spa – I’ll be your masseuse today. Go ahead and disrobe and get on the massage table face-down, and we’ll get started.” She raised an eyebrow, then smirked and leaned into me, giving me a quick peck on the cheek, and promptly stripped. Seeing my nude wife in broad daylight was quite a turn-on; we’re both fairly modest in public, and though we were about as far from “public” as you could get, there was still something exciting and a little taboo about the whole scene.

I got out the oil and went to work on her upper back, shoulders, and arms, slowly and methodically massaging any remaining tension out of her body. She let out a couple of soft moans, so I knew she was enjoying it. I kept going and started moving down to her lower back and butt, enjoying squeezing and kneading her perfect ass. Just as she started to squirm a little and I could tell she was enjoying the feeling of my hands on her butt, I stopped, moved to the foot of the table, and started on her legs. I started on one side, working her calf muscles, then up to her hamstrings, firmly massaging out any tightness that remained from her workouts a couple of days prior. As I worked on her inner thighs, I let my hands wander closer and closer to her pussy, lightly brushing up against it and feeling the tickle of her pubic hair.

Once again, she started to writhe just a little bit and I could tell she was somewhere between total relaxation and arousal, so I backed off and went to work on the other leg. I repeated the process, slowly making my way towards her sex. This time I was a little more bold, rubbing my hands along her inner thigh and up the fold of her ass, my slippery fingers pressing up against the sides of her lips. She was now moving her hips and opening her legs little by little, giving me a wonderful view of her ass and pussy.

I love the view from behind, and her state of arousal was becoming more apparent as her labia were open and glistening with her juices. I leaned in and started massaging her ass, starting with my thumbs on her beautiful lips and softly tracing the outline of her pussy, running up to her ass and then around the curves of her butt, then back around again to her opening. After a few minutes of this, she was moaning and writhing quite a bit, and her juices were mixing with the massage oil and her entire pussy and ass were glistening. I ran my fingers along her pussy one last time, then backed off and instructed her to turn over.

She protested a little, but gave in and flipped over to her back, revealing her magnificent breasts. I got more oil and moved back to the head of the table, then started on her neck and shoulders. I was trying my best to take my time and tease her a bit, but I couldn’t resist touching her tits, massaging them both, rolling my thumb around her nipples until they were both hard and she was arching her back for more. I focused in on her large, pink areolae, pinching them between my thumb and finger and working them the way I know she likes. I did this for a while, but her writhing and moaning was indicating that her pussy needed some real attention.

I slowly worked past her breasts and across her tummy, down to the small patch of hair, then separated my hands and ran them down the sides of her pussy lips. My fingers met at her opening, then I slid them upwards to her clit. Everything was  oily and slippery, and I could tell she was thoroughly enjoying her massage. After a couple of minutes of this I moved to her feet and started in on her thighs, again working one leg and inching my way closer and closer to her pussy; then backing off and working the other. It was quickly apparent that neither one of us could wait any longer – it was time to focus my efforts.

I moved to her side so that I could get closer and see what I was doing, and paused for a second to take in the view – my gorgeous wife, nude and glistening from massage oil (and maybe a little sweat from the summertime humidity), her legs open and her wet pussy ready for some attention. My fingers were on her in an instant, running down one side of her open lips, teasing her opening, and then up the other side, stopping at her clit. I rubbed a couple of slow circles and then repeated the pattern, leisurely circling between her button and vagina. I gradually increased my pace until finally I plunged two fingers deep inside her, feeling the soft, wet walls of her pussy, rubbing up against her G-spot. I thrust them in and out, feeling every part of her, matching her bucking hips.

She was moaning loudly now, oblivious to everything but the throbbing in her pussy and clit, and her burning need for orgasm. After almost 20 years of marriage I know when she is ready to come, and as I pulled my fingers out I knew it was time to focus my attention on her clitoris. I spread apart her lips with my left hand while my right went to work, circling her clit, slowly at first but quickly picking up the pace.  She began bucking violently, her hips and pussy rising to the rhythm of my fingers. In just a few moments I was going as fast and hard as my fingers could – her hips raised up and her entire body tensed. Time seemed to stop as I waited for her release.

Then her body convulsed and she let out a series of loud moans, gasping for breath, as wave after wave of her orgasm overtook her. I slid my fingers inside of her and felt the powerful spasms squeezing them, holding them there until she finally relaxed and fell back into the table, completely spent.

I pulled my fingers out and grabbed her a towel and water bottle, waiting for her to come back to the real world. After a couple of moments she opened her eyes and smiled, then sat up and downed some water.

“How’d you like your massage?” I asked.

“Best one I’ve ever had, Babe!” She smiled and motioned for me to lean in closer, then kissed me deep and hard.  We stopped kissing and I straightened up, then gave her a sly grin. “Wanna open your next birthday present?” Her eyes lit up with excitement and anticipation, and she nodded and gave me an emphatic “Yes!”

But that’s another story…

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Absence Makes The Body Grow Fonder

John and I have been together for nearly 15 years and married for 10. We met online and from the start our chemistry was quite apparent, even from so far away. Years passed and after endless flights back and forth, we realized that we wanted to be together. He asked me to marry him on the plane in my ear and I whispered back, “yes”. He gave me a beautiful ring and as soon as we landed, I told my parents and he told his. They couldn’t have been happier!

Throughout this long journey to marriage, we never gave in to our baser instincts. We saved ourselves for each other, but let me tell you…it wasn’t easy! We both have a very high sex drive and have found clever ways around not being able to be physical before marriage. There have been times when we have gotten into slight disagreements because of this. But it’s only because we wanted each other so much.  John is 6’2″ (if you ask him, he will say 6’3″), with dark hair and an amazing body.  I find myself still not being able to keep myself calm and not jump him when I see him walking to the shower.

Once a year we go back to his country to visit his family. Quarters are tight, I would rather not impose on his family but being the sweet people that they are…they insist that we stay with them. There really isn’t any room for privacy at all…so for me I turn off the sex brain and I’m fine without it for a week or so. More to make up for once we are home, absence makes the body grow fonder. This isn’t the case for hubby though.

After traveling through Europe, I was exhausted. I was hoping just to crash into bed at his parents house and wake up refreshed for tomorrow. Hubby had another idea…

Before bed I check emails and facebook to see what is happening at home, we had been gone and without internet for ages.  I turn around to see a hard cock in my face and hubby with a smile. I quickly realize that it’s been nearly a week since we have had sex of any kind and my love was getting antsy. My sleepiness is quickly replaced by desire, I take his hard cock deeply into my mouth and begin to suck. His hardness feels so good and I can feel my pussy begin to contract and pulse and I need him there now. After a few more minutes of sucking he comes in my mouth and lets out a big sigh. I was surprised, he usually takes a while but this is after a week of nothing!

He can sleep happy and relieved…but not for long. We go to sleep and I wait to make sure that everyone is in bed and asleep. Then I wake him up with kisses from his mouth all the way down. He begins to wake up slowly and kisses me back, all the while I am stroking him and can feel him getting harder. He pushes me onto my back and puts his fingers into my pussy, he whispers “Oh yeah…someone else was horny too I see.” But all I can do is moan in response.  His accent combined with the hot summer night, there weren’t any words.

“Oh yeah, you want this cock, don’t you?” He says, I nod and he enters me,  we collectively sigh. It had been ages since we have been together in this way and it was heavenly. He gets faster and faster, I can’t stand it and come to orgasm…soon he does too and collapses on top of me. We both can hardly breathe. We kiss and get ready for sleep, even more tired than before but sublimely happy.

We had 4 more days to go on our vacation, so we decided to get a hotel room for the duration. Luckily his parents understood and we got to make up for lost time. I’m surprised that we left the room at all, you would think that we are teenagers. I thank God for my husband and our life together everyday!

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